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Wolfram�s Bruise

Written by:
chochowilliams

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:� Wolfram and Yuri return home with their new
family.

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

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(Last Time)

�Congratulations seem to be in order yet
again, Your Majesty.�

�Wha�?�

�Sire, may I present Rey August
Shibuya�Your son.�

Yuri�s mind went blank.� �My�son?�

There was a smattering of sound about
him.

�Yes, sir, Your Majesty.�

�But��
His gaze swept over to Hussein who still held Seraphina.� �Sera��

�It seems, Sire,� Adele said stepping
forward, �that you were right.�

�I was?��
Yuri turned towards his Lieutenant.�
�How?�

�Twins.�

+---+---+

Chapter 14: Wolfram�s Fourteenth Bruise

(Temple
of the Water Dragons)

So much has happened in such
a short amount of time.� First, he
officially asked Wolfram to marry him.�
Then he had to risk life and limb by getting Gwendal�s blessing.

Then of course there was that
man who came to the Great
Demon Kingdom
hoping to be treated as a hero after he failed to assassinate King Belar.� All he received though was a one way ticket
back to Big Cimarron to stand trial.

He signed Mother�s Day into
law.

Then Wolfram dropped that
bombshell on him.� Those flu-like
symptoms he had been experiencing turned out not to be because he was sick, but
because he was pregnant.� That was
something Yuri had not seen coming.�
Though, admittedly, if he would have paid more attention to G�nter
during his lessons, then maybe it would not have been such a surprise, but it
was hard to pay attention to his aide.�
The man was just so boring!

More countries joined the Alliance.

Caloria gained full autonomy
and independence from Big Cimarron.

Women now had the right to inherit
in their own right.

His precious little girl had
a boyfriend.� �Had� being the
keyword.� That sly demon fox tried to get
a little too frisky.�� Greta panicked and�to
cut a long story short, said boyfriend now knew what a piece of meat felt like
flame barbecued.

Add a rushed wedding into the
mix, a haywire, roller-coaster ride of emotions courtesy of a very expectant
Wolfram, a pile of paperwork each night taller than Mount
Fuji and now not one, but two new entries into their growing
family.

That seemed to be the norm in
Shinmakoku.� Something was always
happening somewhere.� It certainly kept
things interested.

He said it before and he
would say it again.� Even if he could, he
would not change a thing about his life.

His husband of a mere handful
of hours appeared completely wiped out.�
His luscious golden man had the consistency of straw.� His face was drawn and haggard.� His fiery temper to match the emerald flames
in his eyes was diminished from a heart-stopping roar unto a playful- if not
slightly irritated- meow.� He was
unkempt.� It was un-Wolfram-like and
highly unusual.� Usually Wolfram would
not be caught dead with even a hair out of place or a wrinkle in his uniform.� Even if it was one only he could see.� It was actually kind of humbling.� Made him seem human.� Though, Yuri was not so suicidal as to say to
out loud.

The Temple Maidens
had gathered around the bed Wolfram was resting upon, a mountain of pillows and
blankets encasing him.� They cooed and
fawned over the Royal Twins, gushing cutely to the point pf nausea.

Lady Alese was speaking
quietly to a very attentive Wolfram, who was nodding almost nonstop at
everything she was saying.

�Wimp!�

Despite his muscles turning
into jelly from a fatigue he probably had never experienced before, Wolfram�s
voice was still as sharp and commanding as ever.� It snapped Yuri�s head around and out of his
musings.

�What are you doing over
there?� Wolfram demanded.� �If you�re
ogling all of the-�

Yuri�s heavy sigh drowned out
the rest of the accusation.� Here we go
again.

Adele and Hussein chuckled
lightly from either side of him.

�Wolfram.�� His voice was soft, but there was a hard
commanding edge underlining it.

�Don�t you even try to deny
it, you wimp.�� Wolfram glared across the
room at him.

�Wolf,� Yuri sighed, �the
only person I�m �ogling� is�my husband.�

The statement was followed by
squeals and a wave of fierce blushes that swept through the temple.

Wolfram opened his mouth, but
the snappish reply never came and he closed his mouth without saying a
word.� A pinkish tint colored his
cheeks.� Clearing his throat, Wolfram
looked away while saying, �Good.�

Yuri shook of his head.

One of the Temple Maidens,
a different one than before, stepped forward and placed Rey into his mother�s
arms.� Guess it was time for dinner, Yuri
assumed when he noticed another Maiden appear from a doorway he had not noticed
earlier with a bottle in her hand.

�Wolf,� he called as he
crossed the chamber.

�Yuri.�

An aisle was created for him
as one by one the Maidens and the guards stepped aside.

Yuri sat gently on the bed
besides his family. A soft smile crossed his face.� Reaching out, he traced Wolfram�s chiseled
jaw line.

Wolfram tipped his head into
the touch, before shaking himself free.�
He eyed Yuri suspiciously. ��What
are you up to wimp?�

Yuri smiled sweetly.� He shook his head.

Though Wolfram could not hide
the fact that he was blushing, he violently clearing his throat and focused on feeding
his son who was sucking on a bottle of what appeared to be milk as if his life
depended on it.

�I think it�s time that we
returned home.�

�Hm.� Yeah.�
I suppose you�re right.�

�I wonder if they�ve realized
that we�re not in the castle.�

�Probably.�

Yuri groaned.� �Great.�
Just what I need.� To be
castigated the same day I got married and my children were born.�

Wolfram harrumphed.� �It would serve you right.�

�What?� Why?�
What did I do?� Yuri could not help but whine.

Wolfram gave him a look that
said it all.

Yuri gulped and laughed
nervously.� Dear Great One, what had he
gotten himself into?

�

+---+---+

(Covenant
Castle)

The Chief of Staff under the
27^th Demon King, Yuri Shibuya, and brother to the fianc� of the
Demon King stormed through the castle like a man possessed.� Down the long winding corridors meant to
confuse any of those foolish enough to wander into the castle.� The same halls he has been walking since
before his birth.� He�d know his way even
blind, deaf and struck dumb.� As he made
his way to the Demon King�s private wing, those he passed gave him a wide
berth.� Once they were safely out of his
line of fire, they began whispering amongst themselves.� The rumor that the Demon King had slipped
away with Lord Wolfram to secretly elope had made its way throughout the
castle.� Nobody could prove this, but the
mere fact that Lord Von Voltaire was in such a foul and destructive mood
confirmed their suspicions.� Doria,
Sangria and Lasagna were already making the rounds collection bets.

�Gwendal,� Conrart tried for
the umpteenth time, �don�t you think you are going a little overboard?�

Gwendal�s long graying black
hair swung violently as he turned the last corner.� The doors leading into the King�s private
wing were in sight.

�Even if the rumors are true
and His Majesty and Wolfram have eloped, would it be so bad?�

It was after all the whole
point of the last three months.� Whether
it was done in a proper, formal and traditional manner with the entire kingdom
in attendance or in a quick, informal ceremony with only the minimum number of
witnesses permitted, as long as His Majesty and Wolfram were properly married
before the birth of their child, what did it matter?� Everyone knew that it was a race against
time.� Would the baby come first or would
Yuri and Wolfram have time to wed?� Even
a rushed wedding takes time.� So Gwendal
knew that it was entirely possible that Wolfram could go into labor before the
wedding ceremony scheduled for a week�s time.�
If that happened, there would be no other option but for His Majesty and
Wolfram to elope.� At least they would be
married before the Royal Heir was born.�
Afterwards, when Wolfram was properly rested, the formal ceremony could
commence.� So, what was Gwendal getting
into such a state for?� Maybe it had
something to do with the �elder sibling disease�?

The two Black Knights
standing guard outside the King�s bedchamber sensed them coming before they
were in sight.� �My Lords.�� They snapped to attention.

Ignoring them as if they weren�t
there, Gwendal threw open the doors.� The
face that Yuri�s guards were still at their posts confirmed what he already
knew.� Or thought he knew anyway.

The guards glanced at each
other uncertainly.� They broke out into a
nervous sweat.

Conrart watched from the
threshold as his older brother marched across the chamber and tore open the
heavy velvet drapes that curtained the bed.�
His eyes went wide.

�I knew it,� Gwendal growled.

�Oh!� There you are,� exclaimed a new voice
happily.

The brothers turned.� �Your Eminence.�

In the doorway stood Ken
Murata in his gold hemmed black uniform.�
�I�ve been looking all over for you guys.�

�Where is he?� demanded
Gwendal.

�With Lady Gisela,� Ken
answered as if the answer should have been obvious.

�What?�

�My Lord,� Conrart asked in a
deadly calm voice, �has something happened?�

�Well�� Ken pushed his glasses back up with his
finger.� They gleamed in the rapidly
falling light.� �You could say that.�

�Enough,� Gwendal
snapped.� �Has something happened or not?�

Ken sighed.� Lord Von Voltair was the same as ever.� Impatient and no fun.� �Well, while you were running around the
castle, it seems that Lord Von Bielefelt went into labor.�

�What?!�

I knew it, Conrart thought.

�But there�s no need to
worry,� Ken continued, �I had- Woh!�
Hey!� Wait!� Lord Von Voltaire!�� He sighed again as Gwendal rushed passed him
in a green blur and quickly vanished.�
�Ah man and I didn�t get to tell him the happy news.�� His expression did not look the least bit
disappointed as his tone suggested.

Conrart stepped forward.� �Your Eminence?�

Ken turned towards the middle
brother with a chuckle.

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(Covenant
Castle)

The castle clinic had taken
over the guest wing which had fallen into serious disrepair because of the continual
infestation of the Bear Bee.� Because it
had sat long abandoned in order to protect the Bear Bees whose young were born
each spring in the basement, it had become a serious danger to the same
creatures the rumors of �monsters� were supposedly trying to protect.� So the guest house was renovated top to
bottom and retrofitted as the new clinic.�
By the suggestion of Conrart, the basement was kept empty and ready for
the Bear Bees.� Of course, a new entrance
was constructed for them, making it easier for them to come and go.� But this led to a new problem.

With the formation of the
Great Demon Kingdom Alliance, various leaders and ambassadors from those
countries newly allied with the Great Demon Kingdom
were constantly in attendance at Covenant
Castle.� Even with new barracks being built for the
soldiers that freed up considerable room within the castle itself, there was
still not enough room for the many visitors Covenant Castle
hosted on a daily basis.� So, an entirely
new wing had been constructed.� Conveniently,
its construction was due to be completed by the time of the Royal Wedding.

�Ah, Gwendal,� Anissina
greeted as he strode up to the door of the guest wing turned clinic.

�I don�t have time-�

�Come to see the Royal
Heirs?�

That stopped Gwendal cold.� �What did you just say?� he asked, turning
towards the neon pink haired inventor.

�What?� Don�t you know?�

Gwendal remained silent.

Smirking at the knowledge
that she knew something her best friend did not; Anissina turned and strode
into the hospital wing.� �Come.�

Frowning, Gwendal could do
nothing but follow.� He did not like
being left out of the loop.

+---+---+

�Awe,� Lady Celi cooed over
her newly arrived grandchildren.� �They
are certainly adorable.

�Ah, Princess Seraphina with
her regal black hair and young master Rey with his black eyes.� Most befitting of the Great Demon
Kingdom,� G�nter gushed.

�Twins.� Who would have thought,� Gwendal said as he
too fawned over the newly arrived royal babies.

�Congratulations, Your
Majesty.�

�Oh, Conrad,� Yuri greeted as
his godfather appeared behind him.

�Hey,� Wolfram barked from
the queen-sized bed, �I just managed to get them asleep!� If you wake them up, so help me I�ll-!�

�Please, Your Excellency,� Gisela
was saying as she strained with her hands on Wolfram�s shoulders.� �You need to rest.�

�Get off of me,� Wolfram
ordered sharply.� �I will not have any of
you-�

�Oh, Wolfie, settle down,�
Lady Celi told her baby boy.� �A grandma
has the right to spoil her own grandchildren to her heart�s content.�

Yuri sighed heavily as the
bickering continued.� Back and forth and
back again.� Like a tennis match.� Ridiculous.�
Things never change do they?� He
was amazed that neither of the twins had woken up.� Sound sleepers.� Good.�
They were going to need to be, living at Covenant Castle.

�Where is Greta, Your
Majesty?� Conrart inquired.

�I�m not sure,� Yuri
admitted.� He still felt bad that she had
to remain behind while he and Wolfram eloped, but it would have aroused too
much attention if both he, Wolfram and Greta went missing at the same time, but
he was sure that the kingdom and Wolfram would insist on the public
wedding.� So, Greta still had her chance
to be the Flower Girl.

�Oh, she was making a
surprise for her new sister and brother,� Ken informed them.

�Ah!�

�Your Majesty, I would like
to congratulate you on the birth of the young Princess.�

Yuri turned.� �Anissina.�
Thank you, but you go know that we had a boy as well.�

Anissina waved his statement
aside.� �Yes, but she is the Royal Heir, Your Majesty.� Princess Seraphina will be the one who will
succeed you.�

Yuri had a very bad feeling.

�And I will be the one who
will oversee her training.�

Yuri gulped.� Dear Great One, help them all.

�I will personally make sure
she is-�

�You will do no such thing,�
Wolfram snapped from the other side of the room.

�Now now Wolfram.�

�I will not have you anywhere
near my daughter!� Do you hear me?�

Oh, boy, Yuri thought with a tired
sigh as once again the sound of bickering filled the air.� It never failed.� They could not be in the same room together
for more than five minutes without an argument of some sort breaking out.� A smile broke out across Yuri�s face.� But he wouldn�t have it any other way.

With a light chuckle, Conrart
pat Yuri�s shoulder before crossing the room towards the two bassinettes
sitting at the foot of Wolfram�s bed.

�You sure attract all types,
Shibuya.�

Yuri groaned.� �Don�t remind me.� But I do want to thank you.�� He turned to face his long time friend.

�Nah!� Don�t worry about it.� It was actually kind of fun.�

�What exactly did you tell
them?�

�Well,� Ken scratched his
cheek, �I merely told them the truth.�

The color drained out of
Yuri�s face. �Panic set in.� �What?!�

�Relax, Shibuya,� Ken said in
a hushed tone.

Yuri glanced quickly at the
others surrounding Wolframs bed.�
Good.� They weren�t paying him and
Ken any attention.� It was a good thing.� The last thing Yuri needed was to have them react
to his outburst.� How he would explain it
away was beyond him.� He was not a very
good liar.� Ran in the family.� But it was not a very good idea to prove the
rumors true either.� �How can you tell me
to relax when-?� he demanded through clenched teeth.

�Shibuya.� All I told Lord Weller was that not very long
after waking from his nap, Lord Von Bielefelt went into labor.� And by your order, the Priestess was brought
to the castle and she married you and Lord Von Bielefelt in a short, quick
ceremony.�

Yuri was amazed.� �Wow, Murata.�
Not bad.�� He could always count
on Ken Murata to have his back.� A quick
thought crossed his mind.� He narrowed
his eyes.� �You did tell them that we
were married before Seraphina and Rey
were born, didn�t you?�

Ken pet the air between
them.� �Don�t worry, Shibuya.� It�s all been taken care of.�

�Hmm.�� Yuri did not doubt it.� He may not agree with his best friend�s
methods one-hundred percent of the time, but Murata did get the job done.� He would trust him with his life.� �Thanks again, Murata.�

�Like I said.� It was fun.�

Bringing up his left hand,
Yuri took in the marque that had been stamped o the back.� He smiled.�
His chest swelled with pride.�
Tears misted his eyes.

Lifting his head, he scrubbed
his face free of the water gathering there, but it was futile.� You cannot turn off a faucet that had no
dials.

�Oh!� Oh!� No
Mother!� C�mon!� No!�
Stop it!�

Yuri chuckled at the
sight.� Lady Celi was the same as
always.� Smothering Wolfram to her plump
bosom.

It sure was good to be home.

His grin slipped.� Dropping his gaze to the floor, his hands
clenched into tight fists.� Then he
relaxed his grip.� Lifting his head, he
gazed at his family.� Conrart.� Gwendal.�
Anissina.� Lady Celi.� G�nter.�
Ken.� Wolfram.� And now Seraphina and Rey.

Shuichi narrowed his eyes.� �This has nothing to do with society or how
you were raised,� he continued.� For
Jennifer was very open-minded and the least prejudicial person in the
world.� Not even the Pope can say that.� Shuichi could not even say that about
himself.� �No.� This is about��him�.� Isn�t it?�

His cousin�s words echoed in
his head.� Yuri knew he had to tell
Wolfram about Kojiro.� Wolfram deserved
to know the truth.� But�

�Yuri.�

A soft voice spoke up from
behind him.

�Greta!�� Yuri turned and caught sight of his daughter as
she stepped into the room.

He loved his life here.� As Demon King.� As a father.�
As a husband.� All he wanted was
to concentrate on the future, but what was a future or even a present without a
past?� Our pasts made us who we are.� It laid the groundwork for what was to
come.� It dictates our actions.� All he wanted was to forget his.� But would erasing what had been affect what
is or what will be?� The last thing Yuri
wanted was to go back to that time, but did he really want to risk the future
of his husband and his children over such an unknown?� That was the question.

---OWARI---

Preview:� �Yuri�s
Secret�

A/N:�
Thank you guys for being so patient with me.� I�m sorry if I haven�t been able to respond
to every single one of your comments, but I have so much to do in so little
time, but that doesn�t mean that your input is any less important.� They mean the world to me.� So, what did you think?
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