A and D Finale

Chapter 9

The highest tower of Covenant Castle came into view as they lead their horses home. It was always a reassuring picture. Yuuri was excited. He felt revitalized.

From the corner of his eye, he looked at his fiancé, who was quiet and calm. Then he remembered that they went through this journey for him. But the blond didn't get anything. How was he going to solve this?

It was his fault, after all.

Did they also imprison their kings?

Yuuri though he should just as well accept that. The blond didn't deserve him. He didn't deserve his title if he himself will hurt his own people--for personal reasons.

"Conrad."

"Yes, Yuuri?" Conrad replied to his king, motioning his horse to prance in parallel to Ao.

"You and the men go ahead." he ordered. "I need to do something."

"Can it not wait until we reach the walls?"

"Wolfram is all the protection I might need. Besides, this has waited far too long."

Conrad smiled gently. "Of course." He nodded to the troops and increased their speed to their home.

At a slow trot, Yuuri and Wolfram allowed silence to linger for a while. The whole thing would have been peaceful save for the wrecking nerves either knew the other had.

The blond risked a peak at their king, noticing no change and resumed his eyes on the path. Did everything become so clear to him when Katsumi rejoined him? Will he finally break the engagement? I wish he would speak up.

Don't wimp out now.

"Wolfram?"

The prince suddenly pulled on his horse's reins, making it stop and neigh--with Yuuri still at a steady pace ahead of him. Yuuri had to make Ao make an about face so suddenly, it made the whole act seem humorous. But the blonde's face was far from comical.

"Say what you have to say, Wimp. The wait is becoming unbearable."

Yuuri urged Ao next to Wolfram's mare until their knees touched. The blond wasn't at all looking at him, almost as if he was disgusted. But Yuuri reached out to make the blond look at him. Smiling sadly, he said, "You don't deserve me."

Wolfram's eyes teared. "How dare you assume that?"

"You are ready to die for me without the assurance of me returning what you give."

Despite the tears, Wolfram glared at him. "That's why it's called love. You don't expect it back and accept it. I love you, Yuuri. I don't care what came into your sense when Katsumi returned to you. I don't see any difference! And I don't care! I love you!" He wiped at his tears with the sleeve of his uniform like a child. "But I'm not stupid. If you're going to break up with me, do so now. My feelings won't change. But if that's your wish, so be it!"

The blond was telling his heart out and Yuuri watched as it spilled into his hands. "Wolfram." He smiled tentatively. "I'm not going to break up with you. But I was going to ask for some advice about your captors. Things really got complicated."

Wolfram was dumbfounded.

"We went through this journey to settle that, but we came with nothing--except the presence in me that I didn't know was missing." He pulled back a little, scratching the back of his head with one hand. He laughed nervously. "The journey was for you, Wolfram. So, I want you to make their judgment instead." He beamed.

How disappointing.

Wolfram urged his horse forward. What a waste of time! Here I was, pouring my heart out, professing eternal love--

Yuuri sighed behind him, "Wolfram, wait!"

He rolled his eyes and looked back at their king. Irritation etched his face almost completely.

"That wasn't what I wanted to tell you, however true it was." He urged his horse to pace in tune with Wolfram's mare. He was shaking his head when he was right beside the other boy. "Katsumi said that she was everything I deny. What more have I been denying all this time?"

"Your engagement to me." Wolfram answered lightly as if it was a fact the entire world knew.

"No." Yuuri reached out to the reins of Wolfram's horse and stopped them both. "It's my love for you." He breathed deeply, taking all that he said in. He sighed soundly. "I do, Wolfram."

"I told you to never say it if you're uncertain."

"I know. That's why I'm saying it now. I love you, Wolfram." He heard the blond sigh.

"Wimp," Yuuri heard him say.

Instinct told him to retort if it wasn't for that ghost of a smile that appeared on Wolframs lips. He smiled back. "Let's go home."

I love you, too.

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Like two spoons, the newly married couple laid on the bed they've shared for so long. It was a cold night, but the comforter need not be higher than their hips. The feeling was rather dreamy. But both were far from falling asleep. With only two candles lit on the bedside table, the room had a golden glow to it. The biggest window to the room was the only one open. The curtains rustled softly as wind blew inside. Candle light danced to the soft breeze, giving a different kind of life in the room.

Yuuri cuddled at the exposed flesh of his husband, which was between the shoulder and the ear. That area has never before been as tempting to take a bite. He felt like a man, stranded in a dessert, suddenly given a small cup of water. Giving in, he leaned close and pressed his lips on the blond's nape.

Wolfram moaned softly.

He moved a little and kissed the flushed skin a second longer. The blond wiggled within his circle of arms and turned to look at him. Those green eyes met with deep black orbs.

"Are you happy?" Wolfram asked.

"I've had worse." He teased and poked at his chest. "Ow!" But he laughed heartily and wrapped his arms tighter around the nightgown-clad form of his husband.

Wolfram returned the gesture, leaning forward to kiss Yuuri's throat. It vibrated against his lips. He went lower to press his lips against the hollow of the king's throat.

Yuuri gently pushed at the blond to look at his eyes. "It's your wedding night, too."

"I know. But you're such a wimp to begin." The blond teased, resuming his kisses. Fingers fumbled at buttons.

Yuuri ran his fingers through the blonde's scalp. "If I remember correctly, I did the first move." He chuckled.

Wolfram felt that with his lips pressed against the king's throat. He smiled against the other boy's skin. "Really?"

"Oh, yeah." From his scalp, Yuuri's hands lingered down to Wolfram's back. He felt the blond shudder beneath his hands. He pulled him closer at the base of the boy's back. Their hips pressed together in the most erotic picture.

Wolfram moved his leg to wrap it around both of Yuuri's and brushed himself closer. "What did you do?" His voice was heavy with lust, triggering the king's darkest desires.

Yuuri leaned closer, pushing the blond back until he was positioned above the other boy. His knee went between Wolfram's. Supported by his elbows on either side of Wolfram's face, he went down and kissed that beloved flesh between his husband's ear and shoulder.

*Fin*

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Well, thank you very much for reading up to the very end. It makes me happy, really, to know that the simple things I write have readers. It's what every writer dreams of. My writing fanfics does not end here, of course. I already have ideas to write a sequel to Without Sight. I'm still working on it, though. So just wait for that. hehe.

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