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Wolfram�s Bruise

Written by: Chocho (chochowilliams)

Crossover with: Only
the Ring Finger Knows & 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:� It is a week later and while Yuri goes back to Tokyo to approve the
preliminary sketches for his gift for Wolfram, he meets someone unexpected but
not until Wolfram makes Yuri pay for making a
fool out of him.

Warning: drama, romance, fantasy, language, M/M
sexual situation

Inserts:�
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A/N: By popular
demand, the series is now consolidated!�
Yeah!

+---+---+---+

Chapter
5: Wolfram�s Fifth Bruise

(A Couple
Hours Later - Covenant Castle - The Great Demon
Kingdom)

Standing outside the closed double doors of the
study, Yuri yanked on the bottom hem of his black uniform to straighten any
wrinkles or unsightly creases that may have appeared.

The two guardsmen in their stiff black uniforms
that had glued themselves to his side as soon as he returned from Japan
stationed themselves on either side of the study doors.� The soldiers reminded Yuri of the English
Guards that guarded Buckingham
Palace with how stiff,
formal and unbothered they always appeared to be by everything around
them.� The sight of their grim faces
always reminded Yuri of Gwendal.

He shuddered.

�Are you going in or not?� snapped a voice in his
ear.

Swallowing a startled yelp, Yuri spun around and
saw Wolfram standing behind him.�
�Wolfram,� Yuri breathed placing a hand over his racing heart.� Gulping, he felt a trickle of sweat trail
down the side of his face as he gazed at his fianc� who had his arms crossed
over his chest.� There was the flicker of
emerald flames burning hotly in Wolfram�s eyes.�
�You scared me,� Yuri laughed nervously.

Wolfram took a step towards his fianc�.� �That�ll be the least of your problems if you
don�t get in there and talk to Gwendal.�

Yuri gulped nervously and glanced over his
shoulder.

�Well?� Wolfram demanded.

If it was at all possible, Wolfram scared Yuri a
lot more than Gwendal did.� When had that happened?

To make up for what he did earlier, Wolfram
demanded that Yuri speak with Gwendal about
allocating some of the mountains of paperwork Yuri had every single day to
other, more capable handlers so that Yuri was free to see to other more
pressing matters like spend some time with his fianc� and their daughter.� It was something Yuri has been meaning to do
for a while now anyway, but has been putting off for one reason or
another.� So, the request was no big
thing, but his second request was another thing.

No, not request, Yuri corrected himself.� Wolfram�s demand.

Wolfram had insisted, in no uncertain terms, that
Yuri was to speak to Gwendal and get his blessing.

Him?� Speak
to Gwendal?�
About him, having sexual relations with the Commander in Chief�s baby
brother?� What did Wolfram think he
was?� Suicidal?� �What?!�� Yuri had exclaimed scandalized.� �How
am I supposed to do that?�

Wolfram had merely shrugged.� �You
will think of something.�

�But why
me?� Yuri whined.�
�He�s your brother,� he had pointed out.� �Why
don�t you talk to him?� He wants to
castrate me.�

�Because
you are the king.�

What kind of reason was that?

Sighing heavily and knowing he had little choice,
Yuri grabbed the golden handles and pushed open the study doors.

�Just remember,� Wolfram hissed as the heavy double
doors swung open, �tonight, your ass is mine!�

Was it possible to be turned on and terrified at
the same time?

+---+---+

(Wataru and Yuichi�s Apartment - Tokyo, Japan)

�You know,� Yuichi Kazuki
said unexpectedly as he slid his apartment key into the lock.� His face turned thoughtful.

�Kazuki?� Wataru piped up from behind his boyfriend.

�I didn�t like that guy.� Not one bit.��
Yuichi turned the key.� The
tumblers shifted with loud thuds.�
Pulling the key out, he turned the doorknob and pushed open the door.� Standing aside, Yuichi waved Wataru in.

Wataru�s obvious infatuation with that guy brought back
memories Yuichi would much rather forget.

�Who didn�t you like?� Wataru
inquired as he stepped inside the apartment.�
He looked at his TU student boyfriend over his shoulder.� Wataru froze when
he was met with a grim expression.� He
swallowed painfully and broke out into a nervous sweat.

�Your boyfriend of course.�

�B-Boyfriend!��
An image of the guy with the raven locks and endless obsidian eyes flashed
through his mind.� Wataru
felt his face grow warm.� Okay, so he
thought the guy was gorgeous.� He will
admit that much.� But that did not mean
anything.� He thought many people were
attractive.� Both men and women.� That did not mean that he was attracted to them.� Or liked them in that way.� There had just been something about the
guy.� He could not put his finger on what
that something was, though.� �C�mon Kazuki,� Wataru whined as they
changed into house slippers.� �That�s not
fair.�

Yuichi pressed his face in close to Wataru�s and grinned.�
�Then why is your face all red?�

Wataru�s face flamed brighter.� �Th-that�s�!�

�Hm?� That�s what?� Yuichi asked, cocking an
eyebrow.

�Uhm�That�s�Well�You
see��

Chuckling at the now flustered Wataru�s
discomfort, Yuichi ruffled Wataru�s dark locks.

�Kazuki,� Wataru pouted after Yuichi as the older male waltzed into
the kitchen to the fridge.� Now he was
confused.� Not like that was anything new
when it came to their relationship.� �Are
you mad?�

Yuichi snorted.�
�If I got mad each time you paid attention to someone other then me, I
would never get anything accomplished.�

�W-what�s that supposed to mean?!�

�Didn�t you say the same thing to me once?�

Wataru�s face grew warm as he remembered to what Yuichi was
referring.� It had been after he received
the results from his mock exam when he was in his final year of high
school.� He had gone to the caf� where
Yuichi worked as a waiter, hoping to cheer himself up, but unfortunately, it
had the opposite effect as once again all of Yuichi�s female customers had been
practically drooling over Wataru�s boyfriend.

�We-well��

�Besides,� Yuichi added, �you used to ignore other
guys other then me.� Right?�

�We-well, that�s true.�

Yuichi nodded.�
�So, this just means that you are becoming more comfortable.�

Wataru turned red when the implied meaning made its way
through the thick veil of confusion fogging his mind.

�Anyway.�

�Huh?�

Yuichi glanced over his shoulder from his stooped
position in front of the refrigerator and smiled.�

Wataru�s heart gave a tiny flutter.

�Didn�t I tell you before?� It doesn�t matter what the truth is, as long
as your feelings are directed only at me.�

Then a slow smile spread across his face.� �Kazuki.�

Clearing his throat, Yuichi hurriedly turned his
face away to hide the pink tinge that now highlighted his cheeks.� �So?�
What should we do for dinner?�

With his head cocked to the side, Wataru watched the long, lean line of Yuichi�s back with
the smile that even someone like Yuichi had fallen for.� His dark eyes sparkled.� He stepped forward and wrapped his arms
around Yuichi�s middle.�

Yuichi gave a start.

Pressing his cheek into Yuichi�s back, Wataru whispered, �I told you before.� It doesn�t matter who is in front of me
because, Kazuki, you are the only one in my
eyes.�� Lifting his head, he met Yuichi�s
gentle gaze.� �I love you, Kazuki.�

Straightening, Yuichi turned to face his boyfriend
and lifted his hand to cup Wataru�s cheek.

Wataru leaned into the touch.

�Yeah, me too, Wataru,�
he whispered just as their lips touched.

+---+---+

(That
Night - Covenant Castle
- The Great Demon Kingdom)

Yuri thrashed wildly upon the bed.� His raven black hair was glued to his head by
sweat.� Endless obsidian eyes were
clouded over by lust.� With his right
hand, he gripped the bed sheets above his head tightly.� The pressure turned his knuckles white.� His other hand was lost among the thick curly
mop of blond hair that was bopping up and down between his legs.

Throwing his head back, Yuri arched off the
bed.� His mouth opened in a soundless
gasp as a jolt of pleasure raced through him.

He had had a long talk with Gwendal
earlier and they had called a truce.�
Though it was an uneasy and temporary armistice, it was a start.� Gwendal had agreed
to look into siphoning some of the paperwork off.� Though he warned, a great deal of it had to
go through him as the demon king for approval.�
Yuri had a feeling that Gwendal was willing to
comply with this request more for his own benefit than for Yuri�s seeing, as Gwendal was the one who took over the king�s duty in the
absence of the king.

�And you
will get Big Brother�s blessing.��

Even now, Wolfram�s demand rang through Yuri�s
head.

Yuri had never understood that phrase, between a
rock and a hard place, but he did now because that was exactly where he had
been when he had tried to discuss his relationship with Wolfram with Gwendal.

What was worse?�
Being flamb�ed alive?� Or buried
alive?� It was toss up that would
definitely land heads up in favor of Wolfram.�
Mostly because Gwendal would only be his
brother-law.� Wolfram would be his
husband.� It was not that Yuri was down
playing Gwendal�s influence or role in his life.� No, it was more that Wolfram had the biggest
role in Yuri�s life other than that of their daughter and Yuri�s duty to his
people.

�Uhm, Gwendal, there is another
matter that I would like to speak with you about.�

Yuri shuddered even now, as he remembered the look Gwendal
had given him.

He had assured Gwendal
that he was madly in love with Wolfram and had every intention of marrying
him.� He wanted to make a life with
Wolfram.� Have a family.� Grow old and grey together.� Get bald and fat and wrinkly.� Wolfram was such an ingrained part of his
life, that Yuri could not imagine his life without Wolfram.� But seeing, as Yuri was not even nineteen
yet, that time was not anytime soon.

There had been such a long, tense silence that followed
his speech that Yuri started to think he had overstepped his bounds.

Bowing politely, Yuri had turned to leave the study
and rejoin Wolfram and the punishment that awaited him.

�If,� but Gwendal�s voice had
stopped him, �you hurt Wolfram��

The unspoken threat was left hanging there.

Licking the last of Yuri�s essence off his lips,
Wolfram sat back on his hunches and gazed up the hard, lean body of his fianc�
with a self-satisfied smirk.

Panting heavily, Yuri licked lips gone dry and sagged
exhausted onto the bed.� He draped an arm
over his eyes.

Yuri peeled open an eye with difficulty as he felt
the bed jostle.� He watched as Wolfram
rounded the bed to the nightstand.

Wolfram opened the top drawer and felt inside for
what he knew was there.� His hand closed
around a glass vial.� With a sly smile,
he pulled it out.� A thick, clear, guppy
liquid filled the vial.� Closing the
drawer with his hip, Wolfram turned back towards the bed and his affianced.

The night has only just begun.� Yuri was going
to pay for making a fool out of him.

Yuri felt himself rising back to life as he watched
the predatory gleam in Wolfram�s eyes.

�Don�t
worry, Gwendal,� he had assured his Commander in Chief, �I would never do anything to hurt Wolfram.� You have my word on that.�

But if he did somehow hurt Wolfram, Yuri would be
the first to offer the elder demon his head.�
For a life without Wolfram was not a life at all.

+---+---+

(A Week
Later � Parfait � Tokyo, Japan)

�Oh!�
Yuki!� It�s beautiful!� I love it,� Shuichi exclaimed as he admired
the gold band on his left ring finger.

�Looks like it�s a perfect fit,� Touko Kazuki noticed proudly.

Of course, it was, Eiri
thought smugly.� He knew the body of his baka better than
anyone else did, even Shuichi himself.�

With his violet eyes sparkling happily behind a
sting of tears, Shindou Shuichi, lead singer of one
of Japan�s greatest pop/rock bands and lover of Japan�s hottest bachelor and
romance author, threw himself at his now fianc�.� �Oh, Yuki!�
I love you!�� At that moment,
Shuichi was the happiest boy in the whole world.

Eiri wrapped his arms possessively around Shuichi�s
narrow waist.

�Congratulations, Mr. Shindou.� Mr. Yuki.�

�Oh, thank you, Ms. Touko,�
Shuichi said pulling partially out of Eiri�s
arms.� He inclined his head in gratitude
at the woman who Eiri had commissioned to create this
one of a kind beauty.

The ring was nothing fancy.� There were no diamonds.� No black mother-of-pearls, hermatites, obsidians, sapphires, jades, emeralds, topaz or
any other precious gems.� It was just a
plain 24k gold band with silver hatch marks down the middle.

It could be a cheap, plastic, adjustable ring from
one of those twenty-five cent machines and Shuichi would not care.� As long as it was a gift from his Yuki,
nothing else mattered.

Shuichi turned back towards Yuki.� Vivid violet met hazel golden like the
sun.�

Eiri reached out and brushed a stray strand of pink
streaked jet-black hair behind his lithe lover�s ear.

A rosy tint colored Shuichi�s face.

Eiri chuckled.�
Cute, he thought.

Lacing their fingers together, Shuichi whispered,
�I love you, Uesugi Eiri.�

�I know,� Eiri whispered
back just as their lips met.

+---+---+

Tsutsui Akira never knew that skipping school would be so
boring.� Yawning, he scratched the back
of his head and then resettled himself back against the wall.

Final examinations had taken place back in December
at the end of the fall semester right before winter break and now, classes were
strictly on an optional basis until the mandatory graduation ceremony rehearsal
(2).

Most of his friends were applying to public
colleges, so their hell had just begun.�
Mizuho�s older sister had had a nervous breakdown last year while
cramming for her entrance exams. �He
wished them all luck.� Since he was being
forced into going to the same private college his father and his father and his
father before him went to, all that was behind him.� Thank God.

But now he was bored.

Akira�s dark chocolate eyes caught sight of a lithe
guy crossing the street towards him at a jog.�
A feeling of d�j� vu washed over him.�
He studied the guy with a frown.�
Something about the guy seemed familiar.

With hair trailing down between his shoulder blades
as black as raven�s feathers and eyes just as equally black, the guy was
dressed in a pair of jeans faded over the knees, whether by design or wear
Akira was not sure, and a yellow polo shirt pulled over a white long sleeved
shirt.� The black messenger bag that was
strapped across his chest bounced against his leg as he ran.

The answer hit him hard and fast.

No!� It could
not be.� Could it?

Akira scrambled to his feet, �Shibuya,� he called
after the guy.� �Hey!� Shibuya!�

Hearing his name, Yuri glanced over his
shoulder and saw a guy racing towards him.�
He frowned.� Did he know him?

�It is
you,� Akira exclaimed.� �Isn�t it?�� Now that he got a good look at the guy�s
face, Akira was not so sure anymore.� It
certainly looked like his old teammate, but he looked�different.� His eyes were sharper and more focused.� His expression grim and serious.� Shibuya had always been a little on the lean
side.� Keeping his body toned and in
shape, even in the off-season.

Yuri took in the guy before him.� He was maybe a couple centimeters shorter
with short-cropped brown hair and dark brown eyes.� Dressed in a black uniform with the mandarin
collar similar to the one he used to wear.�
The black jacket was unbuttoned revealing a plain white T-shirt
underneath.

�Aah!� Tsutsui!�

Now he remembered.� They used to be on the same baseball
team.� Akira was one of the pitchers.

�Hey, Man!� How�re you doing?�

��Fine�,� the demon king replied with
less enthusiasm than his friend had.

Yuri was on his way to Parfait.� He had come specifically at mid-day because
he knew everybody that could possibly know him would be either at school or at
work.� Or they were supposed to be.� The last thing he wanted was to have to try
to explain why he seemed to have fallen off the face of the earth, which in a
way was exactly what had happened to him.

�So, what have you been up to?� You just suddenly dropped out of school and
quit the team��

Yuri was not sure how he was supposed to answer
that.� The truth would surely get him
locked up in a padded cell in the nearest loony bin.

Before he could even search his mind for a suitable
answer that would not invite additional questions, he heard a familiar voice.

A quick glance over his shoulder and Yuri was
thanking the Great One.

�I�m sorry, Tsutsui, but
I gotta go!��
Without waiting for a reply, Yuri took off down the street.� Leaving his old teammate to gap after him.

+---+---+

�Oh!� And
flowers!� And�!�

Eiri heaved a heavy sigh as Shuichi prattled on about
plans for their wedding.� He massaged his
temples with his free hand.� He was
beginning to regret asking the baka to marry him.�
What had he been thinking?

A flash of memory from that night came back to
him.� With his pink haired idiot glistening
in sweat and covered in come and moaning erotically underneath him.

Oh, yes.� He
had not been thinking.

�Hey!� We can
get your father to marry us!�

Eiri�s eye twitched.

�That would be so cool!� Don�t you think, Yuki?�

As cool as snow in July.

Eiri�s father had not exactly given his blessing for Eiri to court to Shuichi.�
In fact, Eiri�s father refused to acknowledge
the very blatant reality that his eldest son was gay.� Evidently, Eiri was
nothing more than one disappointment after another.� Not only was he in a homosexual relationship
with a rock star, but he was an author of romance novels, had given up his life
as a Buddhist monk (not that he had wanted to follow in his father�s footsteps
in the first place) and dumped the girl his father had wanted to betroth him to
for a hyperactive idiot that had a tendency to cosplay
in female clothing and who had actually flashed Eiri�s
father at one time.� Oh, well.

�Shuichi!�

Cut off in mid-thought, Shuichi blinked blankly at
the guy jogging towards him who had a smile on his face and was waving his hand
above his head.�

A grin slowly spread across Shuichi�s face.� �Yuri!��
Unhooking his arm from Eiri�s, Shuichi raced
full throttle down the street towards his cousin with a squeal.

Sighing tiredly, Eiri
followed at a more sedate pace.

Shuichi launched himself at his younger cousin.

Used to being glommed, Yuri merely smiled as he
patted Shuichi�s back lightly.

Grabbing the back of Shuichi�s shirt, Eiri pulled the singer off the poor boy he was choking to
death.

Yuri gave his cousin�s lover an appreciative
smile.� �Eiri,�
he greeted.

�So, Yuri, what brings you down here?�

�Oh, just running some errands.�

Squirming out of Eiri�s
grasp, Shuichi shoved his hand into Yuri�s face.� �Look!�
Look,� he squealed hopping up and down.

Yuri spied the ring on his cousin�s finger.� His eyes went wide.� �Is that-?�

�Yes,� Shuichi nodded with a giggle.� �Eiri asked me to
marry him!�

�Congratulations!�

With his large eyes sparkling, Shuichi clasped his hands
together.� �You have to come to the
wedding!� Promise!�

�Of course.�

�And you have to bring Wolfram, too, okay?�

�Oh, he�d come even if he wasn�t invited,� Yuri
confessed with a deadpanned expression.�
If he did not, he would have to hear about what a cheater he was for a
week.� Yuri felt the beginnings of a
headache just thinking about it.

Eiri chuckled lightly.�
That sounded like someone else he knew.�
He shot a glance at Shuichi.

�And!�
And!� Greta could be the flower
girl!� She would be so cute in a little
kimono!�

�She�d love that.��
Especially seeing as by the time her fathers married, she would be too
old to be the flower girl.

�And?� Shuichi pressed.� His eyes were gleaming eagerly.

Yuri blinked.�
�And�what?�

�What about Wolfram?� Did you propose to him yet?� I heard from Maiko that Mom said that your
mom overheard you speaking with Ken about buying him a ring and proposing
properly.�

Yuri�s face was aflame with a mixture of horror and
embarrassment.� Oh, Great One!� The whole family knew?

Feeling bad for the boy, Eiri
walked up this fianc� and with a fisted hand, bopped him on the head.� �Alright Brat.�

�Ow!� Yuki,� Shuichi whined covering his head with
his hands.� Tears filled his eyes.� His lower lip trembled.� �What did you do that for?�

�We gotta get going,� he
reminded him.

�Aw!�

�Don�t give me that,� Eiri
scolded.� �We�re supposed to be meeting Seguchi and my sister for lunch.� Remember?�

�Oh.��
Shuichi face turned downcast.� He
wished they were not.� Neither of them particularly
cared about Shuichi being with Eiri.� �Right.�

Eiri rolled his eyes.�
He understood perfectly why Shuichi was not particularly eager to go to
lunch even if it meant going on a date with him.� �Come on, Brat.�

�Do we have to?� Shuichi whined.

�Yes.�� Eiri grabbed Shuichi�s hand and lacing their fingers
together, dragged Shuichi down the street to the car.

Yuri watched in amusement as Shuichi continued to
protest the whole way.

�Oh!� It�s
you.�

The surprised exclamation turned Yuri around. ��Aah!� Karin, wasn�t it?�

�Hello,� Karin Fujii
greeted with a polite bow.

It looked as if the girl was just coming into work.

�Uhm, the sketch for the
rings is completed,� she informed him.

�Really?�

Karin nodded.�
�Would you like to come in and take a look?�

�Yes, I would.�
Thank you.�

Side by side, they walked down the street towards
the jewelry shop.

---TBC---

A/N:� Thank you to kokoro192, eclst,
Mister-Wombat, ShadowDancer18, xXxMidNightShaDowxXx,
Sheinah, Goddess of All Knowing-ness, XOiHeartMiloOX, Sayoko Bizen,
hottee39, Mrs. Suou, Vaporwatergirl, Sir Gawain of Camelot, anon
azure, rowen raven, lisse08, SP777,
XZanayu. And a very special thank you to bittersweet dreams.
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