Till Death Do Us Part
Rating: T
Warning: Yaoi, language, violence, and self-destruction
Summary: Love has finally taken its toll on Wolfram. Five years after his wedding and Yuri still doesn't love him. However will Yuri start to care when his husband starts acting a bit…strange.
Disclaimer: Don't own…want to though…really badly.
A/N: Sorry this story is taking so long to build up, but now I hope this will increase the tension. Thank you again for your wonderful reviews. And to maldita08 yes, I am posting all three chapters, and don't worry, I'll find a way for you to tell them apart. This is a rather short chapter seeing that I only wrote it in one day. I was on a roll this morning…whoot!
"You love me because you see through me. I love you because you see through me and still love me." Emma
Chapter V: Hoping for the best
"Your grace? His majesty has returned from his trip," said one maid when she entered Wolfram's office. Not wanting to show his happiness, he asked her to go away. Inwardly he felt as if the sun burst inside of him and everything wrong that happened during Yuri's absence will be all right. He wanted to run to his husband and welcome him back home…properly.
However, he was a prince and he had to act dignified. So he opted to straighten out his uniform and walk gracefully to the entrance hall to welcome his husband. He had heard nothing but good news about his travels to the foreign lands in terms of alliance and Wolfram wanted to congratulate him on that.
When Wolfram arrived at the entrance hall, he saw his daughter running towards his husband and embracing him tightly. He watched from behind a column as the others welcomed their king back home. The young prince felt a slight twinge of jealousy when he saw the others show their affection for Yuri so publicly. Eventually Yuri spotted him and a smile stretched across the king's face. Wolfram stepped away from the pillar and slowly moved towards his husband as Yuri power-walked towards Wolfram. For the first time in Wolfram's life, the king reached to embrace the prince and held him tight against himself. There were "ohs" and "aws" around the room, but Wolfram was just merely shocked at how the king ignored them, but hugged Yuri back in any case.
"Are you sure you are my husband, sir?" he asked both jokingly and seriously into Yuri's ear. Yuri kissed his check and whispered in Wolfram's ear as well.
"I just missed you so much while I was away this time. There was something different about that place and I felt like…I don't know. But…being there made me realize that I wanted to hold you again."
If this was a dream, Wolfram never wanted to wake from it.
Although the scene that Yuri caused in the entrance hall was warm and inviting, their night in their sleeping chambers was not.
Wolfram paced across the room looking for his nightgown while Yuri changed and watched his husband closely from the corner of his eye. The two finally lied down in their side of the bed and each blew out their candles. As Wolfram was about to fall asleep, Yuri called out to him.
"Wolfram?"
"Yes, Yuri," replied a very sleepy blonde. The full-blooded demon felt his spouse move to face him, so he turned to face his husband as well. He opened his eyes to see Yuri open his arms. Wolfram snuggled into his husband's chest and placed his ear next to Yuri's heart. The heart beat was soothing, and although he felt chilled and felt like he was about to be sick, Yuri's mere presence whisked that away. Yuri kissed Wolfram's sunshine hair and started to run his fingers through it.
"I received a letter while I was away," the king whispered.
"Mine?"
"Of course I received yours…and Greta's…and Gisela's…" Upon hearing that name Wolfram immediately sat up.
"Gisela! What did she write? What was in that letter, Yuri?" Yuri frowned and struggled to hold his husband from escaping to murder the medic in the middle of the night. He kissed his husband's shoulders and neck in an effort to calm him down, which inevitably worked.
"Please sit," pleaded Yuri. "Please don't stress yourself with it. I asked a long time ago that people tell me about you while I was away and she was merely following orders."
"More like telling everyone my secrets!" With that Wolfram started to cough again. Yuri ran from the bed in order to fetch a glass of water for him. However, Wolfram couldn't accept it seeing that he was bent over trying to catch his breath. Instead Yuri placed the glass on the vanity and held his husband again. He rubbed soothing circles on his husband's back and whispered reassurances in his ear.
"I came back because I was worried about you. You mean a lot to me, Wolfram."
When Wolfram stopped coughing, he looked up into his husband's eyes and saw the pain and concern in them. The demon prince looked away, as if he felt unworthy to look into the king's black eyes.
"That was not part of the agreement we had."
"Wolfram, forget the agreement! I am seriously worried about you. The things that Gisela described in the letter we not good! You're ill, Wolfram!"
"…I know that…but what can I do?" Wolfram was on the verge of crying. Every wall that he ever built in self-defense was crashing around him. Yuri saw his husband start to tremble and embraced him tighter.
"Just take care of yourself. I'll handle everything else. I'll make sure you get better."
The next morning Wolfram awoke to a full course breakfast laid in front of their bed. He saw Greta sitting by his vanity eating some of the fruit that was on the breakfast table and smiled at his daughter. He gestured for her to join him on the bed, and although he was worried about the crumbs, he figured that the maids would clean it later. As Greta plumped herself onto the bed, Wolfram grabbed her sides and started tickling her.
"Now, my little imp, what are you doing eating breakfast in my room so early in the morning?" Greta kept laughing and couldn't answer so Wolfram stopped and helped her sit up again.
"Yuri-papa came into the kitchens when I was there and asked me to join you for breakfast since he was called away but Gunter."
"That's Mr. von Kleist to you, Greta. He is still your elder and no matter how overly energetic he is, you must treat him with respect." Greta blew a raspberry at her second father and saw him smile at that.
"Oh! Blowing raspberries at your father, huh? You know what happens to princesses who don't show respect to their elders?" He lunged forward and continued to tickle his daughter. When that little tickling session was over, Greta hugged her father and he hugged her back.
"Greta has heard that you were not feeling well. I am happy to see Wolfram-papa smile again." Wolfram pulled his daughter away from him and took a good look at her.
"Everything that you do makes me feel like nothing is wrong. I thank you my daughter." Greta smiled and moved to get a plate for Wolfram.
"What do want to eat? I personally like the fruits since they are fresh, especially the strawberries, but you can eat what you like…"
Wolfram grinned and chuckled at his daughter's rambling. Maybe today will be better for him.
"Nothing…are you sure?" said Yuri. Wolfram was walking past Gisela's office to confront her about sending a letter to her husband when he heard the two of them talking. He stood by the door and listened to the two talk.
Gisela sighed and replied, "Yes, Yuri. I'm very sure. I am so sorry. I've really…I spend nights…I-I"
"It's okay. I understand. I'm grateful for whatever you have done for him. I'll look in the old records." Wolfram leaned closer to the door and heard Gisela start to sob.
"I just can't tell what's wrong! I really want to help! He's my friend…" Yuri's footsteps seemed to go farther away from the door, probably towards Gisela to comfort her.
"I know. I'll try my best too. Next time I go to my world I'll see if I can't pick up some medical books or some medicines to bring back."
"When…are you going back?" Gisela sniffled.
"I don't know. I don't want to leave Wolfram here alone…" He heard Gisela composing herself by trying to stop crying.
"We'll watch after him. Don't worry…you going back is better. Maybe we can find out what's wrong with him in your world. Or…" Wolfram heard a chair being moved, so he guessed that Gisela was sitting and stood up. "Maybe you can take him to your world. Let him see a doctor!"
"And what? Forge a fake identity for him. Not to mention the anatomy of a human should be different from that of a demon. No, I think it's better if Wolfram stays here. Besides, who knows what the traveling will do to him."
"I'm sorry to suggest that…"
"No, it's okay. I understand. In fact, is there any place that you think Wolfram would be willing to go to? Somewhere far from the stress of this castle and far from the city?"
"Elizabeth's palace maybe?" Wolfram heard heavy footsteps, which could only indicate Yuri, was pacing.
"No…we'll have to explain to her what happened and Wolfram doesn't want anymore people to know." Suddenly a door opened from inside the room and Wolfram was sure someone came in.
"He can stay at the von Kleist house. There is no one there but some caretakers. I used to use it as a vacation home to bring Gisela to," said a voice that Wolfram was sure was Gunter.
"Are you sure about this Gunter?" asked the king to his advisor.
"Of course. It's far away from anything industrial, human, or any moving body of water. There is a small lake there and the mountain air should be good for the prince consort."
"Thank you so much Gunter. I don't know how to thank you."
"How about a hug your majesty?" Wolfram could swear he heard a heart at the end of the sentence and heard his husband being thoroughly…what would Yuri say…glomped? However, he didn't hear his husband protest.
"As my thanks sure!" Almost immediately afterwards, he heard a thud that could only mean Yuri pushed Gunter away out of pure instinct. "Sorry about that. Um…I'll go out the way Gunter came through just in case Wolfram walks by here. Thank you again Gunter…and you too Gisela."
"Have a good day your majesty," replied Gisela.
"Oh your majesty! Let me follow you! We have much to talk about!" Wolfram heard the two sets of footsteps leave the room and a door shut behind them.
After some time Wolfram knocked on the door to Gisela's office and asked to enter. When he was invited in he saw her looking at him cautiously. Wolfram smiled and started to tear again. Probably some side effect to his sickness. He ran towards the medic and embraced her.
"He cares about me!" the price cried out, void of all dignity. "He really cares for me!"
"Of course he cares about you. We all do!" replied Gisela. She started laughing and crying as well seeing that the prince was happy.
The two must of looked completely ridiculous standing there laughing a crying, but they were too happy to care. They felt loved and that was all they needed.
Later that night Wolfram started coughing badly and sweat ran down his face. His entire body felt cold as ice and nothing he could do kept him warm. Everything was dark around him and he seemed utterly alone.
Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped a blanket around him and strong arms lifting him up. He was carried through the castle to what he guessed was the stables do to hearing the horses neighing, however he couldn't find the strength to open his eyes.
"I think we have to take him to Gunter's house now," he heard the voice of the person carrying him say. He was sure it was one of his brothers, but which he couldn't tell.
"I think so too," he heard his husband say. "Get Gisela. She'll go with him and have their things sent in the morning. I want at least five guards to go with them as well should anything go wrong, preferably ones with some training in healing. He's too sick for horseback so arrange the carriage."
"Already done, Yuri." Wolfram was sure that was Josak from the deepness and everlasting cheeriness in his voice.
"Good." Wolfram started coughing again and felt Yuri's hand brush the hair from his forehead. A kiss was placed there as Wolfram heard carriage wheels coming towards them.
"I got here as fast as I could your majesty," he heard the panting voice of Gisela.
"Thank you. I'm sorry to ask this of you but–"
"Of course I'll go with him. I've brought some of my medicines all ready."
"Good, good. Thank you. Please put him in the carriage. And thank you again everyone. I'm sorry to disturb you in the midst of the night like this."
Josak chuckled at the king's humility. "No problem your highness. I'll go with them to watch you husband."
"Thank you Josak." Wolfram felt himself being deposited on a seat and having his blanket wrapped around him. "I guess I'll explain this to Greta in the morning. Thank you Conrad for getting him. I thought in my panic I might accidentally drop him."
"No, your majesty. Thank you for caring for my brother."
"Have a safe trip Gisela." Wolfram felt a breath by his face and kiss to his cheek. "Feel better, Wolfram. Please come home okay."
"We should get going your majesty," said Josak.
"Good luck and safe travels everyone," he heard his husband announce. That was the last time he would hear his husband in a while.