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Warning: Contains soft boy to boy love.

Chapter One:

It was dark all over Blood Pledge Castle, save for the torches that hung along the corridors. The whole of Shin Makoku is already at the brink of a peaceful slumber that will lead them to the new bright day.

Yuuri Shibuya, ruler of this land in the alter world or Earth, is already in his bed waiting for the sand man to sprinkle his magic over him. He also waits for his fiancé, Wolfram von Bielefeld, to claim his right to be in the same bed as his king. Relationships such as theirs are accepted, if not encouraged, in this land. Their king is close to accepting this as well.

The room was extremely dark save for the silver light given off by the moon. Yuuri sighed and cuddled closer to his pillow.

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his arms and legs. He opened his eyes and didn't see anything looming over him or even across the room. He was sure those were hands, but he couldn't see anyone. He felt another pair of hands on his neck and air was hindered from entering his body. He struggled, feeling the pressure on his chest. He tried to scream but without air…

He felt a hand over his eyes; it was soft, warm and almost feminine.

"Yuuri!" he heard Wolfram's voice from their door. He heard the blonde scream and his sword being unsheathed.

The hands left him and he coughed as he tried to catch his breath back.

Wolfram was immediately at his side, stroking his back. Yuuri sat up; holding his neck, there will definitely be a bruise in a while.

"Turn on the lights." Yuuri said, taking deep breaths.

"What are you saying? The lights are turned on." The blonde answered, sudden worry echoing with his voice.

Yuuri rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them, everything was still dark. "I can't see!" He started panting and his skin turned clammy.

"Relax, Yuuri. It's just magic. We'll call Gisela and have it fixed."

"But—but—" Yuuri started shaking, unable to get the words out. "I—I haven't seen the things I wish to see in my life…I still want to see the—"

Wolfram's two older brothers, with Gunter behind them, stormed into the room, their swords already drawn.

The blonde tightened his hold on his king, "Call for Gisela, Yuuri's been attacked."

"Is he wounded?" the silver-purple haired man asked.

"No, but his sight has been taken away."

The three men nodded to each other. Conrad and Gwendal called for their troops to filter the castle, Gunter ran to find his daughter.

Wolfram supported his shaking fiancé back down, but Yuuri bolted back up, still panicking. The double-black boy felt his fiancé's arms around him, warmth quickly enveloping him. "Ssh…it's okay, calm down now."

"But I can't see, Wolfram!" he exclaimed, struggling to be free from the calming warmth, subjecting to it would be like total acceptance of this, but he's not yet ready. He felt heat on his sweaty forehead then, knowing immediately that it was Wolfram. He stopped moving. And perhaps breathing. The blonde was never this close to his face before, not intentionally.

"I need you to calm down, wimp." Wolfram's voice squeaked at the last word, and Yuuri knew that his fiancé was in tears.

"Wolfram."

"I feel useless right now, Yuuri."

Yuuri had to smile at that. He touched the blonde's face, sighing. He felt the tears and wiped them away. Another sigh before he wrapped his arms around the other boy. "You were never useless. Never. You hear me?"

Wolfram breathed deeply, as if assured of something he wasn't fully aware of what. With both of them calm, the soldier pulled away and changed into his nightgown and cuddled close to Yuuri who was already asleep then. But as if on instinct, the king pulled the other boy closer to him.

"I hear you."

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Gisela came into the royal bedroom and wished she didn't have to disturb the calming picture. However, being the healer, she has to attend to the patient as soon as possible.

She was unable to heal Yuuri, much to everyone's hopes, because the reason for their king's predicament is a spell alien to Mazoku. She has a theory though, the spell can be broken if there's a task fulfilled. But that is still a theory.

Yuuri took it silently, and at the end of Gisela's explanation, he just nodded. Every body else in the room was not surprised. Yuuri is still young and has not gone beyond his home on Earth, not even much here in Shin Makoku. But he bid everyone goodnight with a smile.

Everyone felt the hurt. Wolfram most of all.

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Although the bid to retire for the night was easy to say, to actually fall back to sleep was yet another task.

"Wolfram?" Yuuri softly voiced, knowing well that the blonde wasn't asleep yet either because he hasn't heard the soft snore he has learned to sleep with every night. "Do you think I will be able to see again?"

Wolfram grunted, unable to know the answer himself.

The king shifted closer to his fiancé's warmth, which welcomed him. "Now that I am calm," he draped an arm around the blonde's midsection. "I've thought about how I'm going to live with this in case I won't be able to see ever again. It would definitely be different. But—" he paused, cuddling closer, weariness dawning on him, "—I think I can live with that."

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Yuuri felt the warmth of the morning and the sun light on his face, but when he opened his eyes, it was still dark. He almost forgot he was temporarily blinded until they found the culprit, and almost bolted upright when he panicked.

Wolfram felt the body next to him tense and shifted to lean towards the king, who accepted his show of affection. Yuuri immediately relaxed when he felt his fiancé next to him, and nuzzled the hair that was next to his chin. "Go back to sleep, Yuuri."

"I have duties, we have duties."

"I believe you're exempted from that until we get your sight back," he voiced groggily against the king's neck, sending shivers.

"I'm the only one with the right to grant that exemption, and I won't."

"Wimp."

"I'll let that go this time."

The blonde grunted.

"I'm not invalid, Wolfram, I just couldn't see. I'm still fortunate that it's all that was taken, I can do other things. I'm not just going to lie here and wait. I'm not like that."

Without hesitation, "I know."

The king smiled. "That's why we have to get to our duties right away." He gently pushed at Wolfram and sat up, swinging his legs to the edge of the bed. "I have history lessons with Gunter, politics with Gwendal, sword training with Conrad…" he stood up, his arms stretched before him, trying to feel his way to his closet.

The blonde was still half asleep. When he cracked one eye open and saw Yuuri halfway to the closet, he had to smile. The king didn't even ask for help.

"…and you," the king continued, "I believe you're in charge of patrolling borders to—ah!" he hit his toe against the foot of the dresser and almost fell if it wasn't for his fiancé.

"What are you doing?" Wolfram asked. He didn't wait for Yuuri to answer. "I have sworn my life to protect you from all harm—that includes hitting your face against the wall or the floor." Despite all these, he smiled.

Yuuri laughed, "Come on, now. You don't have to do that." He sat, crossing his legs, while the blonde squatted before him. "I can ask another person to act as my eyes. Who will lead the patrols?"

"I'm the only one with the right and the privilege to be your eyes, Yuuri." His eyes suddenly sharpened, "unless you were trying to get a girl as your eyes. You cheating wimp!" he exclaimed the last words.

Unlike Yuuri's defense against his fiancé's similar tantrums, he reached out for the blonde's face and cupped it with both hands, "Now why would I cheat on you?" he asked softly.

The king didn't see the blush that crept up Wolfram's face but—"You're blushing! Your cheeks are so warm!" he laughed then, a warm hearty singsong of air.

Wolfram tackled Yuuri to the floor and hugged him tightly, laughing himself.

"Your Majesty—" Gunter opened the door and witnessed the outburst of emotion from the soldier. He blushed, and looked away when the two finally noticed him. "Your presence is awaited at the breakfast table." He slowly closed the door behind him.

There was a short awkward silence between the two before Wolfram stood up pulling his king with him. "Let's get dressed before further suspicion is upon us."

Yuuri could only nod after the blush he never saw himself with before.