Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou or Kuroshitsuji!!
At first, I lost complete interest in this story, but now, with AL finished, I'll continue.
The Chapter plot was given to me my Reimei MacGregor, who, as I said, gave me the idea for this Chapter.
Thank You Reimei!
Ciel got to his feet and walked out of his room, carrying a lit candle on a small silver tray. He decided to talk to Yuuri. He knew Yuuri better and since at first Yuuri didn't want or like to think he was attracted to men, he would had the best advice.
Walking down the halls in silence he became lost in his thoughts, in the memory of one of the dreams he had been having for weeks now.
Cheeks red, Ciel took a step back, not fully a step, just moving a foot back as if ready to step away, as Sebastian walked closer to the young boy. Ciel watched silently, to nervous to say or really do anything but back away slowly.
"Sebastian..?" Quickly, blue eyes widened then shut tightly, one hand fiddling with one of the shirt tails he wore, as the butler pulled him closer, kissing him on the lips. The young boy gasped and Sebastian took advantage of it by sliding his tongue into Ciel's mouth.
Surprisingly, Ciel found himself wrapping his arms around the demons neck instead of pushing Sebastian away.
Ciel shook his head, his cheeks felt warm, as the remaining bits of the dream replayed, he shook his head but the images didn't clear.
He made his way to Yuuri's bedroom and stood frozen before the closed door. Maybe I shouldn't…he could be sleeping…
Walking down the dimly lit hallway Yuuri said nothing, walking slowly with Wolfram walking slowly behind, the pillow he had held against his chest with his free arm.
The storm raged outside and Wolfram stopping in front of one window, staring out as the rain poured onto the glass. He didn't know what he would say when Yuuri started the conversation.
"What's wrong?" Yuuri's voice wasn't a whisper, more of a normal volume.
Wolfram turned his head to answer only to notice that Yuuri hadn't been talking to him, but to Ciel, who stood in front of Yuuri's bedroom door. Wolfram opened his mouth to say something but closed his mouth, not saying a word.
"We need to talk." Ciel said in a sleepy voice, trying to convince them he had been asleep.
Yuuri of course saw though it and cast his gaze back to Wolfram, who stood silently, eyes slightly narrowed, little flames could be seen behind his eyes. Yuuri turned to fully look at the blonde, effectively blocking sight of Ciel from Wolfram.
"Wait in my room. I'll be back." Yuuri whispered, moving closer to Wolfram but stopped when he took a step back, cheeks and the bridge of his nose dusted red.
Watching Yuuri walk away with the young twelve-year-old boy, who was holding onto Yuuri's belt tightly, Wolfram felt himself become jealous and angry and noticed he wanted to scream and drag his fiancé away from the little brat.
"What's on your mind?" Yuuri asked, shutting the door to Ciel's room as Ciel took a seat on his bed.
The young boy said nothing, scared, nervous, unsure, and didn't know how to start. "Ah…Mmm." He opened his mouth then shut it, closing his eyes and shook his head.
"I could read your thoughts…make it easier ---"
"NO!" Ciel cut him off, glairing up at the teen. Yuuri sighed and leaned himself on the door, arms crossed over his chest, head titled his back and closed his eyes. Waiting for the boy to start, since prying wouldn't get them anywhere.
"I've been having dreams…" Yuuri opened his eyes and lifted his head to look into blue eyes. "All the dreams are about me and…uh,…and… Sebastian."
Yuuri lifted an eyebrow, but no other change to his expression, he didn't comment, only allowing Ciel to talk at his own pace.
It was normal to have dreams, yes, but what was worrying Ciel was who the dreams were about, and what happened in the dream.
Blushing, Ciel threw himself, face first, on the bed, hiding his face from Yuuri as he remembered the dreams, nothing very erotic happened within those dreams, but the dreams made him blush all the same, his face heated further and he felt the bed dip.
"Its normal. To have such dreams," Yuuri said slowly, softly. "Nothing to worry about."
"So…these dreams don't mean I lo-don't mean I like Sebastian?"
Yuuri shrugged as Ciel sat up to look at him.
"I don't know. Could mean you do, could mean you just like how he looks, or you could just be craving love, so your mind makes these dreams up to fill the craving."
"Why would I be craving love!? I have a fiancé!" Ciel countered angrily, eyes wide with anger.
Yuuri held up his hands, palms out facing Ciel. "True, but Ciel, You lost your parents young…younger… and Elisabeth isn't always around, and when she is you and she don't act like lovers, just like friends, which you two are."
Ciel opened his mouth to reply but knew it was true, he sat back down and shut it eyes, pulling his knees up to his chest and hugged his knees. "Fine. So maybe your right. Will the dreams go away?"
"Most likely." Yuuri answered, standing up and opening the door. "Unless you really are in love with Sebastian." He added, shutting the door.
Ciel's eyes were as wide as plates as he stared at the closed door, mouth slightly open in shock. Yuuri's words running around in his head.
Yuuri walked down the halls and thought about what he would say to Wolfram, he hadn't realized he had nothing to say to him untill this moment.
Well at first, he had to convince the other that he hadn't changed, and never would, how he would never hurt him.
Yuuri stopped. What would he say to ease the blondes nerves? And if he managed to ease the blonde, what would he say next? Did he expect them to just…Yuuri shook his head and made his way to his room.
He'd figure it out along the way. Opening the door he walked inside.
"Sorry for making you wait…" His voice dyed away, looking around the room, Wolfram wasn't in sight.
Wolfram sat in his room, door locked and buried himself beneath the covers. He felt tears sting his eyes, hands fisted tightly around the sheets, he wanted to scream and cry and half-kill Yuuri and the twelve-year-old boy who had decided to like Yuuri.
Turing onto his stomach, Wolfram glared into the darkness. He could blame Yuuri, but then again, he couldn't. Yuuri was liked by everyone and anyone who he met. Wolfram hit the pillow, hard.
Sitting up, Wolfram crossed his arms and refused to sleep. Deciding he was just to angry to sleep.
Yuuri knocked on Wolfram's door but no answer. "Wolf, open up. Lets talk." Wolfram didn't answer, still mad at Yuuri to talk to him.
"Open up or I'll just come in."
Just try! It's locked! Wolfram screamed to himself, smiling smugly to himself.
Yuuri smiled. Wolfram was acting like himself towards him. "Fine," Yuuri said, walking away and down the stares. "Have it your way."
Wolfram looked over to the door after a few minutes of silence. Had Yuuri given up? Jerk! So he really didn't care all that much. Wolfram blinked and his smile returned, wider than ever. He wasn't afraid of Yuuri anymore. Guess jealously and anger were good for something.
"Now, lets talk." Wolfram gasps as Yuuri sat on the open window ledge.
"How…get out Wimp!" He yelled, eyes wide with surprise.
"How? I went outside and used a latter, I could of jumped, but frankly, I'm tired and didn't want to. And no, we need to talk."
"I'm not afraid of you!"
"I never said you were." I thought you did though... "You sure acted like you did though."
"I was, not anymore!"
"Well, then. That's good." Yuuri said calmly, smiling and sliding down from his perch and reached back to close the window.
Turning back to face Wolfram, a very unlike Yuuri smile graced his lips. "Yuuri?"
"I'm still me." He said, well, more like purred.
Wolfram shook his head. "Just talking! You pervert!" He blinked and then felt Yuuri behind him, the young king wrapping his arms around the blondes waist.
"Since you're no longer afraid of me, I don't think there's anything to really talk about."
"Oh? What about you and Ciel?! You cheater!" Wolfram twisted around and slapped Yuuri upside the head and pushed him away, so hard he fell back, hitting the wall.
Yuuri stood, wide-eyed at the blonde who was breathing much like he had when he had finished yelling at him when they were on the boat a few years back.
A/N::: ***Sry 4 any grammar mistakes or misspellings or missing words***
The final sentence, based on episode 5 when Wolfram was yelling at Yuuri, this I believe was the first time Wolfram accused Yuuri of being unfaithful.
Also, I've decided, I'm not going to write any lemon. I'll write lime…well, maybe a little less than lime, but I won't write lemon.
If anyone is interested in writing lemon for this story, contact me (credit will be given to the one wrote) and, of course, I'll help adjust the scene to help fit it best to the story…
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