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Wolfram�s
Bruise

Written
by: chochowilliams

Crossover
with: Gravitation

Disclaimer: I do not
own Kyo Kara Maoh! or the characters from it.� I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.

Summary:
An errand leads to much more.

Chapter
summary:� Yuri and
Wolfram arrive at a mysterious temple.

Warning: drama, romance, fantasy, language, M/M hentai, MPREG, Yuri/Wolfram

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it is.� The next installment.� Enjoy!

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(Last Time)

Grabbing the
�L� shaped door handles, Gwendal threw open the double doors and strode
purposefully into the King�s bedchamber.

Startled, the
Black Knights glanced uncertainly between the Chief of State and the
Captain.� What should they do?

Conrart
sighed, again, and held up his hand to soothe their fears.

The men
nodded once and returned to their posts.

Gwendal
advanced towards the bed.� Grabbing the
closed heavy velvet curtains, Gwendal tossed them aside, nearly tearing them in
the process and was startled to a standstill.�
He felt his anger dwindle and die at the sight before him.

�I told you,
did I not?� Conrart spoke up softly from behind his brother.� He stepped up besides Gwendal and gazed down
at the royal couple, asleep in each other�s arms.� �His Majesty is not like the others.��

�That still
remains to be seen,� Gwendal growled.

�His Majesty
would do nothing that would bring harm to or would dishonor Wolfram.�

With a
�humph�, Gwendal dropped the curtains and marched from the chamber.

�I thought
you and His Majesty had come to an understanding?� Conrart called after him.

�That was
before he got Wolfram pregnant.�

Conrart
suppressed the urge to sigh yet again.�
After straightening the curtains, he too backed out of the chamber.� He bowed deeply towards the bed that shielded
His Majesty and Wolfram as he shut the doors quietly.

+---+---+

Back in the King�s
chamber, the figures curled up together on the bed sputtered like a flame in
the breeze before flickering out of existence all together.

+---+---+

Chapter 10: Wolfram�s Tenth Bruise

One by one, all of his earliest memories were being
swallowed up by a bottomless black abyss hidden beneath a thick layer of
impenetrable fog.� He could recall
nothing from back then anymore.� Just
vague recollections.

No.� That was
wrong.� There was something he could
remember.

It happened such a long time ago and yet Yuri could
remember it as clearly as if it just happened.�
He could not recall how old he was at the time.� He could not even remember if he even started
going to school yet.� If he was to wager
a guess, he would have to say no, but he was not certain. �The one thing he was sure of was that it
happened before he learned that mothers were supposed to dress their little
boys as boys and not in frilly little dresses with lace and bows because they
wished they had a little girl instead.

While Yuri could no longer recall what he looked like,
he did remember all too well, what his name was.

Kojiro (1).

+---+---+

Two Miles
from Covenant Castle

The sound of Wolfram�s voice snapped Yuri out of his
thoughts.� �Huh?�

�Who the hell is that?�

From atop his black stallion, Ao, Yuri searched the
countryside for whomever his husband-to-be was referring to, but saw not a soul
besides the two of them and the small contingent of guards (both Yuri�s Back
Knights and Wolfram�s own personal guards in their stuffy, rigid blue uniforms)
who stumbled upon the royal couple in the stables preparing their horses for a
quick getaway.

Of course, there was no choice but to allow the guards
to accompany them.� King and the Royal
Consort or not, the soldiers assigned to protect their monarch and his family
knew that if they let Yuri and Wolfram out of their sights again, their lives
would be forfeit.� Who knows what
punishment would be handed out to them for letting the king disappear from right
under their noses?� They could argue until
they were blue in the face or until the cows came home, whichever came first,
that it was difficult to protect a king who could transport himself from here
to there in a nanosecond.� But the Ten
Aristocrats did not want excuses, whether they were true or not.� What they wanted were results and losing
their assigned charge was not a result that anybody wanted to see.� And the last thing Yuri wanted was to be the
cause of his men getting into trouble, especially for something they had no
control over.

Yuri felt like a complete and total ass for causing
his people such stress and fear.� He
really had not been thinking at all.� Not
that that would be news to Wolfram.� But
really, the only thing he was thinking about at the time was that he had to get
out of there.� All this stress and
pressure surrounding his pending marriage to Wolfram had became way too
much.� All he needed was some time to
himself to breath.� Was that too much to
ask for?� He felt extremely guilty for
the way he went about trying to gain a second of breathing room, though.� It irked Yuri to no end, but even though he
was the king, nothing he could say to defend the soldiers would have any affect
on the punishment those poor men would receive for what would be called a
�dereliction of duty�.� Besides, was it
really that bad to have a couple of guards with them?

�Who is what?�
What are you talking about Wolfram?� Yuri asked turning back to face
Wolfram who rode besides him atop his own gleaming white mare.

�This Kojiro person you keep muttering about.�

Yuri went still.�
His face went white.� Dear Great
One Shinou!� Had he actually said that
aloud?� Oh Gods, no!� Yuri felt faint.� He knew he would have to confess to Wolfram
this last secret someday, but he was far from ready.� He wondered if he would ever be.

�Well, Yuri?� Wolfram demanded.� �You better answer me, Wimp.�

Think Yuri.�
Think!� His obsidian eyes scanned
the distant horizon feebly, as if he might somehow find the answer lying hidden
among the landscape.� �Aah!� Uhm.�
Well.� You see,� he stammered
pathetically.� But his mind was a
complete blank!� Dammit!

�Is he another new man?� Wolfram inquired through
squinted emerald eyes.

�What?!�� Yuri
spun his head around so fast he got a crick in his neck.� �C�mon Wolfram.�� Yuri was incensed that the blond Demon would
even think such a thing.� They had been
together how long now?� And Wolfram was
still finding ways to accuse him of being a cheating wimp.� Though Yuri could not really blame him this
time.� Muttering some guy�s name.

�Then who is he?�

As Yuri fought to come up with an explanation that
Wolfram would not want to behead him over, Yuri caught sight of his infuriated
fianc� release a hand from the reigns of his horse to rub his swollen
belly.� �Baby,� Yuri blurted.

Wolfram blinked.�
�What?�

�I, uh, mean, I was, uhm, thinking it was a good name
for the baby?�� Yuri winced at how
pathetic he sounded.

Wolfram glared at him for a second longer before
glancing away.� �Kojiro,� he sounded out
as he sat pondering the name.� �Hm.� Not bad.��

Yuri breathed a sigh of relief.

Wolfram nodded.�
�Yes.� It sounds like a good,
strong name for a son.�

Yuri mentally kicked himself in the ass.

�I personally was thinking of Sibilia, Seraphina or
Amalia (2).�

�Aren�t those girls names?�

�What of it?� Wolfram barked.

Yuri raised his hands in surrender.� �Just wondering.�

Wolfram turned away with a �humph�.� �Of course they�re girls names.�

�But-�

�Then there are Twila or Theckla (3).�

Yuri sighed heavily.�
Here we go again, he thought.�
�Wolfram, what if it�s a boy?�

�It�s not,� Wolfram answered without any preamble.

�How do you know?�

�I just do.�

Wolfram had put his foot down on the subject, Yuri
realized.� �Oh, boy,� he muttered.

Everybody in the castle, including Gisela, believed
Wolfram was having a boy.� Their
reasoning?� The way Wolfram was
carrying.� Whatever.

It was too bad there was no machine that could tell
them either way like there was back on Earth, but Yuri refused to trust Anissina
to build a proper sonogram machine.� Her
inventions had a habit of being unreliable.�
Sometimes they worked.� Sometimes
they did not.� Sometimes they worked, but
not as they were supposed to.� Yuri was
afraid to test any of her inventions on his pregnant fianc� until there was
sufficient proof that they actually worked like they were supposed to.� The last thing he wanted was for her
invention to malfunction while it was being tested on Wolfram.

Younger sister to one of the Ten Aristocrats or not.� Best friend to the Chief of State or not, if
one of Anissina�s inventions caused any harm to the King, the Prince Consort or
the Royal Heir, Yuri was afraid of what the consequences would be for her.

It was too bad they could not go to an Earth doctor. �But Wolfram was a boy after all.� That would cause troubles in and of
itself.� He wondered if Bob knew of any
doctors that could be trusted.

Anyway, while everybody in the castle was placing bets
on them having a boy, Wolfram believed beyond any shadow of doubt that he was
having a girl.� Yuri himself could care
less if it was a boy or a girl.� Though
something Greta said the other day got him into thinking though, �Maybe it�ll be one of each.�� It was certainly possible.� Though Yuri was afraid to say anything to
Wolfram for fear of decapitation (or something much worse), Wolfram was clearly
bigger than Yuri thought he should be, even though he was nearing the end of
his pregnancy.� He wondered.

+---+---+

Covenant Castle

Chief of State, Gwendal Von Voltaire scribbled his
signature at the bottom of document after document as he muttered crossly under
his breath.� Once again, he was the one
completing paperwork that His Majesty should be doing.

Leaning against the wall on the far side of the room
with his arms crossed over his chest, Conrart sighed heavily.

�As soon as His Majesty awakes from his nap, I would
like to speak with him.�

�Of course, Gwendal.�

Maybe once the baby was born, Gwendal would start to
calm down.� One could only hope.

+---+---+

Two and a
Half Miles from Covenant
Castle

As they crested a rise, a gleaming building of gold
came into view.

�Wow!� What an
impressive looking place,� Wolfram exclaimed as he brought his mare to a halt.

Yuri nodded in agreement, as he reigned in Ao besides
him.� That was what he thought the very
first time he stumbled upon it.� It
happened after another failed attempt at teleporting.� �It reminds me of Rokuon-ji.�

�And who exactly is that?�
Wolfram demanded.

Yuri sighed.� �It�s a what, Wolfram.� Not a who.�
It�s a temple in Kyoto back in Japan.� It means �Deer Garden
Temple�.�

Informally known as Kinkaku-ji or �Golden Pavilion
Temple�, Rokuon-ji was
built in 1397
as a retirement villa for the Shogun, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu.� It was his son who converted the building
into a Zen
temple.� During the Ōnin War,
the temple was burned down twice.� In
1950, the pavilion was burned down again, but this time by a monk who
afterwards attempted suicide on Daimon-ji hill behind the temple.� He survived, but during the investigation
after the monk's arrest, his mother was called in to talk with the police; on
her way home, she committed suicide by jumping from her train into a river
valley.� The monk was sentenced to seven
years in prison.� He died of an illness
during his imprisonment in 1956.� The
present structure dates from 1955.

The Golden Pavilion itself is a three-story building
on the grounds of the temple.� The top
two stories of the pavilion are covered with pure gold leaf.� The pavilion functions as a shariden,
housing relics of the Buddha, namely Buddha's ashes.� The building is often linked or contrasted
with Ginkaku-ji, or �Silver Pavilion Temple�
that is also located in Kyoto.� The Golden Pavilion is set in a magnificent
Japanese strolling garden (kaiyū-shiki).� The pond in front of it is called Kyōko-chi
(Mirror Pond).� There are many islands
and stones on the pond that represent the Buddhist creation story (4).

�So, this is a temple,� Wolfram assumed.

Yuri nodded.�
�Yes.�

�What sort of temple?�
Like the Tomb of the Great One?�
By the way, where exactly are we are?� Wolfram inquired for the first
time as he glanced around.

�A good two or three miles from the castle.�

They were in a valley surrounded on three sides by
mountains.� The soothing sounds of the
stream they crossed a little ways back could still be heard.� The valley floor before them was covered in a
carpet of sourin katabira
flowers.� Their sweet fragrance filled
the air.

The temple itself, which looked more like a pagoda
than an actual Japanese temple, was five stories high and instead of being
covered in gold leaf, was made entirely from solid gold.� It gleamed majestically in the late afternoon
sunshine.

�Come on,� Yuri said as he urged Ao ahead.

Wolfram and the guards followed in his wake.� �Isn�t it a little too early in the season
for the sourin katabira flowers?�

Yuri shrugged.�
�They grow here all year round.�

�Really?� Isn�t
that odd.�

+---+---+

As they approached the temple, the golden structure became
even more impressive and awe-inspiring.

�Are those figures carved into the fa�ade?� Wolfram
inquired as Yuri helped the pregnant demon down from his horse.

�Yes.� They go
all the way around and up to the top.�

�I wonder what they are.� Do you think they have significance you
think?�

Yuri shrugged.�
�Beats me.� I�m sure they do.�

�Hm.�� Wolfram
waddled closer to the structure.� He
tilted his head back and glanced up.� He
squinted as something caught his attention.�
�What is that?� he pointed.

After handing the reigns of the horse over to one of
Wolfram�s men, Yuri strolled up behind his fianc� and followed his finger.� There at the very top of the temple was what
appeared to be a small statue of some kind.

�Are those�dragons?�

��It sure looks like it.�

�I wonder if this is the Temple of the Water Dragons,� Wolfram
pondered softly almost as he was speaking to himself.� �I heard it existed but no one has ever been
able to find it.� I thought it was
nothing more than a myth.�� But here it
was in all of its magnificence.� It truly
was something to behold.� Never in his
wildest dreams did Wolfram believe he would ever be in its presence.

�What are you talking about, Wolfram?�

�What do you mean what am I talking about?� Wolfram
snapped back.

�I believe he is referring to the triumvirate of water
dragons you summon, Your Majesty,� one of the Black Knights clarified.

�Oh!�� Yuri�s
face flushed in embarrassment.� �You mean
they have their own temple?�

Wolfram scoffed at the incompetence of his fianc�.� �Of course they do.�� Without explaining any further, Wolfram
started up the stairs.

�Wolfram?� Hey,
Wolfram,� Yuri called after the blond demon prince.� �C�mon Wolfram!�� Scratching his head, the Demon King sighed.� He then turned to Hussein, the captain of the
Black Knights.� �What do you know about
this Temple of
the Water Dragons?�

�Well, Sire, the Temple
of the Water Dragons is a legendary temple.�
Something from myth and legend.�
It�s sung about in folktales.�
Whispered about around campfires.�
Many have gone about searching for the legendary temple over the
millennia, but none have succeeded in their quest.� It�s said only a very select few could find
the temple and even fewer could actually find their way inside, but if you were
one of those few people blessed with the privilege, you�re granted a wish.�

�A wish, huh?�

�Yes, Sire.�

�Wow.� Wonder
why Lady Alese never told me any of this?� Yuri
wondered aloud as he started up the temple stairs after his infuriated fianc�.

+---+---+

Halfway up the steep flight of stairs, Yuri paused and
glanced down at his struggling fianc�.�
�Are you sure you don�t want help, Wolfram?�

Wolfram glared up at Yuri.� �Of course not,� he snapped
breathlessly.� How insulting!� To think he would need help from his wimp of
a king to climb a simple set of steps.�
Please!� As Yuri watched, Wolfram
brushed passed him red faced and winded.�
His men hurried after their captain.�
�I am perfectly capable of reaching the top by myself.�

Yuri shook his head.�
Stubborn as ever.� �You know, we
could rest if you want,� he suggested as he followed Wolfram up the
stairs.� �And there is no shame is asking
for help, Wolfram.� I can just ask the
water dragons to-�

Cutting Yuri off, Wolfram wheezed, �I am fine.�

Yuri sighed.

+---+---+

Once they finally reached the top, Yuri turned and
scanned the horizon.� �Wow!� Look at that view!�� He could not be sure, but he thought he spied
Covenant Castle in the distance.� It was strange to be able to see all the way
to the castle from here, which is nearly three miles away, and yet not be able
to see the temple from the castle.� He
wondered if there was some sort of spell placed upon the temple that kept it
hidden from intruders and trespassers.�
It made sense.� Especially seeing
as nobody, or almost nobody, has been able to find the temple.

�Shut up�you wimp,� Wolfram panted from besides him.

Yuri glanced at his fianc�.� �Are you sure you�re alright Wolfram?�

Pushing himself up to his full height, Wolfram glared
almost evilly at Yuri.

Yuri gulped and felt a slight twinge of fear race down
his spine.

Crossing his arms over his bulging belly, Wolfram
turned his back to Yuri with a �humph� and waddled towards the temple�s double
doors, which opened automatically before him.

Yuri swore that if he impregnated Wolfram again, he
would personally castrate himself.

+---+---+

If it was possible, the inside of the temple was even
more extraordinary than the exterior.� It
resembled a lavish mosque or basilica more than anything else with the solid
gold columns that were carved with different scenes, figures and prayers that
did not seem to have been placed in any particular order or location.� White marble encircled the columns at the top
and base.� Brightly colored square inch
mosaic tiles covered the interior from the floor all the way to the ceiling
creating beautiful murals.� At the end of
a white marble runner that ran down the middle of the room at the back of the
temple (or was it the front?) was a solid gold altar.

�Hello, Your Majesty,� came a quite voice from behind
them.

Startled, for they had not heard anyone approaching,
the group turned as one.� The Black
Knights immediately encircled their king as Wolfram�s men encircled him.� Their swords were at the ready at once.

Yuri peered around the black shield to see who at
first glance appeared to be nothing more than a child the same age as Greta,
but this �girl� had long pink hair that swept the floor as she walked.� Her large yellow eyes sparkled in
amusement.� The gleaming white robes she
wore reminded him of the robes the Buddhist monks back in Japan
wore.� He recognized her at once.� �Lady Alese,� Yuri greeted.� �It�s okay guys.� She�s no threat.�

�You mean to say she
is the priestess here?� Wolfram said he stepped up besides Yuri as the soldiers
stepped aside.� Wolfram wondered if she
were related to Ulrike or Undine.� For a
rare race of people, there seemed to be a lot of them around.

�Yes, I have been the priestess here at the Temple of the Water
Dragons for a very long time,� Lady Alese explained.

�So this is
the Temple of
the Water Dragons?�

�Oh, yes, Your Highness, it is.�

�It really does exist,� muttered one of Wolfram�s men.

The others muttered and whispered amongst themselves.

�You must be Lord Wolfram.�� Lady Alese inclined her head in greeting.

Wolfram nodded his head curtly.

�

�So, Your Majesty, shall we get started?�

Wolfram glanced from Lady Alese to Yuri and back.� His eyes narrowed dangerously.� �Get started with what?� What�s going on here wimp?�

Yuri gulped.

�Oh my!� You
didn�t tell him Your Majesty?�

Yuri scratched the back of his head sheepishly.� �Yeah, about that.� I, uh, kinda forgot.�

Wolfram turned to face Yuri.� �Forgot what?�
What exactly is going on?�

�Uhm, well�You see��

�This is your wedding Your Highness.�

Emerald eyes went wide.� Wolfram spun around.� �What?!�

---TBC---

(1)
�Kojiro� was what Yuri called Wolfram by accident during
the episode where they went to Big Cimaron as Caloria�s athletes in order to
get one of the Four Forbidden Boxes.�
Liked it.� Decided to go with it.� I am assuming it means �third son� or
something like that.

(2)
�Sibilia, Seraphina or Amalia� � those are actually a
couple of my ancestors names.� Seraphina
was born in 1837 and died of gout four months before her second birthday.� Amalia was her sister (who changed it to
�Emily� when they came over to America
from Germany).� Sibilia was their mother.

(3)
�Twila or Theckla� � Theckla was my great great great
great grandmother�s name.� I believe she
too was German.� Twila was my great
grandmothers sister.� She was Irish.

(4)
This information is from wikipedia.

A/N:� The wedding is on its way!� Yeah!�
Wolfram and Yuri are eloping!�
Boy, are they going to be in such big trouble, but then again seeing as
Gwendal doesn�t want his �nephew� to be born a bastard, and the actually
wedding is not for another few weeks, there really was no other option
considering the fact that the baby is coming!�
The baby is coming!� The baby is
coming (which you guys seemed to have voted overwhelmingly to be a boy)!

I want to
thank you guys for being so patient with me.�
The catering job I had with Red Scream Films (my dad�s film company) is
finally over.� Thank God!� If I ever consider doing something like that
again, feel free to shoot me, okay?� Now
I can concentrate of finishing my million and one stories as well as try and
find a job.� Fun.� Fun.

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