The Wolf and his Wimp

Chapter III

Hello, fellow Yaoi fans! I am back with this lovely fanfiction! I really like this story, and I some evil plans for Yuuri and Wolfram for later 😈. Bad for them, good for us. *insert evil laugh* Vote, Comment, and share! Spread the yaoi goodness!
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"Wow, Lady Cäcilie has really outdone herself this time," Yuuri praised as she looked around the gardens. "Yeah, mother has been in a really big flower mood lately," Wolfram agreed. Yuuri hummed, "I can tell. This garden is amazing," she said in awe.

Wolfram smiled softly as Yuuri looked around at all the different flowers. "Yuuri, come here for a moment," the blonde Mazoku said as he motioned for his fiancée to come over. Yuuri blinked and walked towards Wolfram, mindful of her dress. "What is it?" she asked as she reached the blonde. "Look at this flower," Wolfram said.

Yuuri frowned and bent down to observe the flower. The flower was white with a black center. "Wow, it's so unique," he commented. "It's one of mother's newest flowers. Yuuri's Innocence," Wolfram said. Yuuri blushed, "Oh, come on, I'm not that innocent," she said. Wolfram chuckled, "Yes you are, you wimp," he insisted.

"Am not," Yuuri pouted. Wolfram chuckled and stood up. "You are too, on both accounts," he said. "I am not a wimp! Why do you call me a wimp?" Yuuri asked annoyed. Wolfram smirked slightly, "Your reactions are adorable," he said as he walked away.

Yuuri blushed fiercely and started to walk behind Wolfram a few paces behind. While looking around, the double black spotted a particular flower that brought a devious smile to her face. "Hey, Wolfram, look what flower I found," she said as she walked towards said flower. Wolfram frowned as he turned around and followed Yuuri.

"It's the Beautiful Wolfram, I never did understand why mother decided to name it that," Wolfram hummed as he stopped next to the double black. Yuuri smiled and looked Wolfram in the eyes. "It's because you're so beautiful," she said.

Wolfram raised an elegant eyebrow. "Cheesy much?" he asked. "Not cheesy enough," Yuuri pouted. Wolfram laughed, "You're too cute when you're pout," he said. "I am not! I'm a boy, boys aren't suppose to look cute," Yuuri whined. "Really? You pull it off beautifully," Wolfram replied.

The Maou's face lit up with embarrassment. Wolfram chuckled, "Too cute," he mused as he started to walk away. "Wooooolfraaaaam! I'm not cute!" Yuuri whined as he hurried after the blonde prince. Wolfram only laughed as the two continued their stroll through the gardens.

~Later~

"I'm tired. Who knew being a girl could be so exhausting," Yuuri sighed as he flopped down onto the bed. Wolfram smiled softly as he closed the door. "Any submissive Mazoku would," he said as he walked towards the bed. Yuuri looked up at the blonde consort, and glared at him. "I hate you," she stated bluntly as her head fell down towards the bed again. Wolfram frowned a little, "Hey, Yuuri...could I talk to you about something?" he asked. "Sure, what is it, Wolfram?" the double black asked. Before the blonde could answer, there was a knock on the bedroom doors.

The blonde Mazoku growled, "What?" he snapped as he spun around towards the doors. The doors opened to reveal Gisela with a large white box. "Well, excuse me. I didn't mean to interrupt your alone time," she said. Yuuri sat up and smiled. "Don't worry, you didn't," he reassured. Gisela smiled as she walked into the room, and set the box on a table. "Lord Wolfram, I suggest that you leave for a little," she suggested.

"And why is that?" Wolfram asked annoyed. Gisela sighed as she opened the box, and pulled out a black lace bra. Wolfram's eyes widened, and Yuuri face grew really red. "Oh...umm...I'm going to go," the blonde said as he walked towards the door, not without bumping into a few things here and there. 

The room went silent a few minutes after Wolfram left.

"You showed me how to put on of those on this morning, so why do you have those now!?" Yuuri asked, still very flustered. "Extras," Gisela replied simply. "O-okay, but why did you need to have Wolfram leave the room?" the double black inquired. "Because, your highness, we're going to be discussing something important," Gisela said in a matter-of-fact tone of voice.

"And that would be?" Yuuri asked curiously. A serious look appeared on Gisela's face, and Yuuri started to feel very nervous. "Your period," she said poker-faced. Instantly, all the blood flowed out of the double black's face. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" she yelled.

~Wolfram von Bielefelt~

Wolfram looked behind him, and frowned. "That sounded like Yuuri," he muttered worried. "Don't worry about his highness, Wolfram, I'm sure Gisela is taking good care of her," Günter reassured the blonde Mazoku. Wolfram nodded as he turn around to face the long silver haired male. "Yeah, you're probably right. Did you need something?" he asked.

Günter nodded, "As a matter of fact, I do. Gwendal and I need to talk to her highness about something, but, since she seems busy right now, I guess you will do," he said. "Okay, is my brother in Yuuri's study?" Wolfram inquired, and Günter nodded. "Then  let's talk there," the blonde Mazoku said as he passed Günter, and made his way to the king's study.

When they arrived at the study, they walked on in Conrart and Gwendle conversing about something. "Yuuri is in the middle of something," Wolfram said as he and Günter entered the room. "We heard," Conrart chuckled lightly. "What made her highness yell so loudly, I'm kinda curious as to what it was," Günter admitted, and Wolfram shivered a little. "Wolfram, are you alright?" Gwendle asked.

"It's nothing, just continue," the youngest of the three brothers said. The four other Mazokus looked at each other and silently voted to leave it alone for now. "So, the thing we wanted to talk to his highness about is an issue that popped up in the country of Kalumia," Gwendle said. "Kalumia? You mean that desert country we went to a few months ago?" Wolfram asked. Günter nodded, "The very same," he confirmed. "Okay, so what's happening there?" Wolfram asked. "There have been a few reports of kidnapping of young women in its capital of Hosha," Gwendle replied.

"That doesn't sound good, how many have been kidnapped so far?" Wolfram asked seriously. Gwendle looked through the papers on the study deck, till he found the right set of papers. "About ten as of last week," he answered. Wolfram nodded his head as he crossed his arms. "We'll monitor the country for a few more weeks. If anything amiss appears again, we'll head there. I want Yuuri to get used to her new body before we travel anywhere," he decided.

All three Mazoku nodded in unison. "Sounds like a reasonable response, but you might what to talk to Yuuri about it. You know how he...ehh...she gets with this kind of thing," Conrart said. All four males flinched a little at the thought of one of Yuuri's infamous, and never ending, rants. "Yeah, good idea," Wolfram said. Gwendle nodded as he looked at the time. "My guess is that Gisela is finished with whatever she was talking about with her highness," he said. The blonde Mazoku looked at the clock and nodded. "You're probably right. Hopefully at least," he said. All three males laughed. "Well, good luck, little brother," Conrart said. Wolfram glared at his half brother, and walked out of the room.

When Wolfram arrived back at his and Yuuri's room, he found something that was between worrying and freaking adorable. Yuuri was wrapped up in the covers of their bed, and was shaking like an icecube. "Yuuri...are you okay?" Wolfram asked worried as he approached the bed. "Never again...My teenhood...ruined..." the double black whimpered. Wolfram sweatdropped as he sat down on the bed, and started to his fiancée's soft black hair. "What the heck happened?" he thought perplexed.