The next morning Yuuri woke up and knew he would have to spend the whole day in Gwendal's office- not only signing paperwork but also making up for his studies he avoided the other day- and on top of all that, he would have to also apologize to poor Gunter.. for running away from him.

"Good morning your majesty."

Yuuri, however, loved mornings and waking up- for this reason. "Conrad- who are you greeting? I could have sworn it was only me here- just plain old Yuuri, but-"

"Yuuri.." he grinned, holding a hand out to help Yuuri up, a change of clothes and a glass of water in the other hand. "Good morning, Yuuri."

"Good morning, Conrad."

Left, right, left, right, left, right,

in, out, in, out, in, out,

Yuuri kept up a steady pace, Conrad following easily behind him.

"Have any more dreams, Yuuri?" Conrad asked.

"Not that I remember- I can always feel that I've had them, but they usually slip from my memory as soon as I wake up." he shook his head.

Sometimes.. though... he did remember.. but they were always those dreams.

His hands exploring smooth tan skin- and running through rich brown hair... Those eyes.

Yuuri shivered despite the heat.. some dreams were too vivid not to remember.

Conrad, in his dreams, was so flexible, and would arch his back beautifully- gasping.

Yuuri fell silent as they ran, eyes glazed over as he remembered a dream from a few days ago.

In his wet dreams, Conrad would move slowly, eyes darkened with lust and body often soft to the touch and sometimes even curvy.

Obviously, real Conrad was tall and lithe and strong, Yuuri knew this.. but he did possess some curves- though most would disagree, Yuuri noticed where Conrad's body wasn't all sharp angles.

His hips, really, were what would do Yuuri in. He didn't care if it was weird to admire Conrad's hips, because oddly enough, no one else's hips turned Yuuri on as much as Conrad's- he was often thankful that Conrad jogged behind him on their morning runs.

Maybe it was just the way Conrad walked or something, but to Yuuri, he was kinda feminine.. even though he was definitely masculine- and really a charming ladies man.. GAH! Conrad's body was so confusing!

One minute he could be soft and fluid with his movements, but then another minute he was firm as steel and swift like the wind..

While in deep thought about Conrad's unique and fascinating form, Yuuri did not watch where he was going- and literally ran face first into a tree.

SLAM!

"Yuuri!" Conrad had tried to warn Yuuri about where he was going, but only at the last second did he realize Yuuri must be off in la-la land before he did a full head on impact with a tree.. and vanished.

0-0-0-0-0

"What a troublesome king." Shinou shook his blonde head, his smile nearly crawling off his face. "I do believe this will be very interesting.."

There it was again.. that feeling of falling- like when he fell in the treasury.. did that really happen..?

This was just like that.. maybe... was this always triggered by slamming into things? What an awful way to travel- water beats slamming face-first into stuff any day.

Yuuri opened his eyes and saw the sky again- spinning and twirling and falling, he also saw the numbers again- the digits.. but this time the sun wasn't directly above him, it was slightly off to the side.. not that it mattered much.

"What.. is all this? Is this what it's like when you pass out- no.. wait.. I've passed out before and it wasn't like this."

"This is a time tunnel."

Yuuri knew that voice! Shinou!?

"You'll get the hang of it!" deep, rich laughter swirled around the young king. "Time to wake up now, Yuuri."

The ground! Forward to go back and-!

0-0-0-0-0

"Have any more dreams, Yuuri?" Conrad asked.

"Ahhh! What the-!?" Yuuri stopped mid-run, screeching to a halt.

"Yuuri! Are you alright!?" Conrad stopped too, walking around to Yuuri's front.

"Yuuri?"

"Y-yeah! I'm fine-! I just- I don't know-!" the look of pure worry in Conrad's eyes was enough to silence Yuuri.. what was he doing..?

He was scaring Conrad- the poor man worried enough about him already!

"I'm alright- I thought a bug was on me." he smiled sheepishly, "S-sorry for worrying you Conrad.."

"That's quite alright, I'm here to worry about you." he still examined Yuuri though, until the teen INSISTED that REALLY, he was okay.

"Alright, let's head back around and get breakfast... I'll race you." Conrad smirked.

"You're on!" Yuuri grinned, and Conrad took off- in the end the soldier won, but one day Conrad knew Yuuri would surpass him, and wouldn't need him so much anymore.. Yuuri would win, even when Conrad would be giving it his all.

That day would come, and Conrad knew he'd never be more proud.