Well Hello Minna-san...I've been a very bad Authoress haven't I? Hehe...I'm back to write a new Fic and I will also take the time to say that I've been writing the chapters of my other stories. Do not worry I will update soon.

I do not own Kyou Kara Maou...Nor do I pretend to...however some characters that are not part of the Anime or manga are mine and mine alone. My pretties...LOL.

Part One.

Blood Pledge Castle...

Marriage...Marriage? If someone had told the Demon King that he was to marry he would have laughed in their face. Why? Simply because he did not ever give that part of a person's life any thought. Yeah okay so he had slapped the bratty prince when he first met him and thus catapulted himself into an engagement. But why would they have held that against him? If he was the king, could he not just simply annulled the damn thing? Obviously everyone had plotted against him and had made some excuses as to why they could not dissolve the engagement.

Yuuri Shibuya had for the most part forgotten about the marriage part of the problem for three years. Three long and amazing years without having to think about him and Wolfram in a more serious relationship. Granted every chance the prince got he always made it his duty to remind the young king of their engagement.

Yuuri sighed as the beginnings of a headache were making his temple pulse with pain. On his eighteen birthday he would have to marry Wolfram, not only because that was the right age to wed, but also because according to Gunter and some of the higher ups, it would strengthened the kingdom. "I really don't want to go on with this. I don't love Wolfram and even so, the idea of being with a man is really disturbing. Why can't they understand that I don't feel comfortable with this situation. I'd hate to hurt Wolfram's feelings, but I don't want to be with a man for the rest of my life. Not to mention that we wouldn't be able to have children. Arrrr". Yuuri banged his head on the desk before him.

The door to his office opened and a lovely man by the name of Gunter entered. "Heika is anything the matter?"

Yuuri's head rose from the desk and he settled his obsidian eyes on the lovely man "Gunter are you sure there is nothing I can do to stop this non-sense? I mean how can Wolfram and I get marry? He's a well a guy?"

Gunter wanted to laugh at his king. Not because of what he said, but because he was still such a child in so many ways. "Heika I'm sorry. We have gone over this with you and the council, the time to have ended the engagement had passed two years ago. I'm sure you can understand that you can not back out of this anymore. I'm really sorry".

Yuuri scowled and then stood up making the Mazoku move a few steps back. Their young king had indeed grown up in three years. His frame was tall and lanky but not to the point where he looked skinny. No he had muscles and his hair was that infamous black hair that the 'Demon' side of their king was known for. Gunter gulped a bit as Yuuri walked over to him. Even the height of his king was impressive. Although Gunter and Gwendal were tall or at least taller than the other members of the royal family, Yuuri had to be at least as tall as him. "Fine" the king spat "do what you must with the arrangements, but do not think that I will partake in anything. As far as I know this is a sham marriage".

Unbeknownst to both men inside the office, a beautiful creature with golden locks and eyes as green as emeralds had heard the conversation. Prince Wolfram of Shin Makoku turned on his heels and left. Why subjugate himself to more humiliations?

He was beyond angry. Wolfram was rightfully hurt and wanted nothing more than to beat the wimp until he at least accepted to care for him. Fine so he wasn't a woman, but could Yuuri at least make an effort to get to know him. Three years...three years wasted. Spent trying to get the wimp to come to terms with the arrangements. It was him who had proposed not the other way around.

Wolfram Von Bielefeld picked up his trusty sword and began to swing and the imaginary enemy. Most likely he was imagining a wimpy king at the end of the sword. The marriage was but a week away and in all the time that Yuuri had known about it-meaning two months now-he had done everything in his power to avoid Wolfram. Fine he wanted to pretend this marriage was great infront of the eyes of the people of their kingdom, but then pretend like they were strangers in private. Then Wolfram too would do the same. Already eighty-five years old (about 17 in earthling years) and he was condemned to a life where his soon to be spouse wanted nothing to do with him. Shinou why me? Is this a test? Am I to live the rest of my life in a loveless marriage?.

Wolfram closed his eyes for a brief moment, just to let the tears that always tried to get out return to their hole "Lord Von Bielefeld". Wolfram turned to his right and watched as one of his soldiers rushed up to him. He was a young lord as well that had wanted to be a squire and thus became a guard in the royal army assigned to Wolfram.

What was his name again? I've been so busy with mother and Gunter that I've neglected my duties. "Ah Diederich is some thing the matter?" the knight stood before his commander and shyly scratched the back of his neck. Wolfram was known as the beauty of the three children of Lady Cecilie. It wasn't a secret that half the battalion was in love with the youngest of the sons. Male and female alike could not deny the beauty Wolfram possessed. It was this beauty that at times made Wolfram hate himself.

Alan Diederich made it his mission to always be near his superior, not because he wanted to be the favorite, but simply because he wanted to be as close as possible to him. It was a shame that he was already engaged to the king, but that did not mean he could not get close enough to the prince. "I've been looking for you my lord. I believe you and I had a practice for today at high noon. If you are not able to partake in this then I shall leave"

Wolfram glared at the man before him. Yes man, because he was older than wolfram and taller. It wasn't fair that the prince was surrounded by tall people. Even the wimp had outgrown him already and he barely grew two inches. What was with all these punishments for him? Arr stupid men. I'm surrounded by the lot of them. Shinou help me! "You sir are to stand where you are while I prepare myself for our match" at least this would prove to be a distraction for the young monarch. Yuuri was taking up too much of his thoughts already. The wimp never gave him anything, so Wolfram would start to think about himself and his own happiness.

Diederich smiled at his prince and secretly was pleased that he had not backed out of their match. Every minute spent with the prince was heaven.

Two days later...

Yuuri was about to burst. Gunter had brought the royal seamstress to measure him and now he was forced to stand in the middle of the room with needles everywhere. He did not want to deal with this wedding, much less with thoughts of Wolfram. And every second someone had to bring up the bratty prince. Which reminds me. Where is he staying at? He hasn't slept in my room in months now. Oh well what do I care? He shrugged.

"My lord please do not move"

"Fine, fine. Just finish this I would like to take a shower as soon as your are done"

The elderly woman smiled "yes my lord"

Gunter cleared his throat "Heika has Wolfram also taken his measurements?" The look Yuuri gave Gunter made Gwendal look like a kitten. Oh how Gunter wished to have kept that name from coming out of his mouth or at least to have been with Gwendal instead of in the presence of a pissed king.

Yuuri unclenched his hands "how should I know Gunter? Don't answer that" the old woman finished the measurement and stood.

"I've already taken the measurements of your consort my lord. And his attire has been finished. All we needed was a bit of adjusting. I shall adjust your attire as well. Do not fret we will have everything ready for the occasion" she gave him a sweet smile and although Yuuri wanted to frown and say that he didn't care, he smiled back.

Knock on the door interrupted the trio in the room. Speak of the devil, thought Yuuri grimly as Wolfram entered the office. "Could I have a word with Yu-I mean my lord?"

Gunter and the old woman looked at each other and then to the door. Understanding passed through their eyes and both did not wait to be told to leave. Yuuri began to take out the needles from his clothes while Wolfram anxiously cleared his throat "Yuuri I've come to speak with you about our vows" Wolfram cringed when Yuuri hit his leg on the desk. He heard the young king curse under his breath and wanted to smile, but he knew Yuuri would only get upset.

"What's there to talk about? You write yours I write mine" he really didn't want to be mean to Wolfram, it wasn't the prince's fault that they had to go through this, but he wasn't making it easy for Yuuri to forget about the entire thing. I need to just make this work and the best way is for us to be friends. It will make everything easier for us. It is for the good of the kingdom, the good of everyone...man I suck at this. I should have decided to return home instead of staying here.

"Yuuri you wimp! Are you thinking about a girl again? You cheater! Shinou why are you doing this to us?!!"

Yuuri came out of his thoughts to see an enraged prince fisting his hands around a piece of paper. No doubt the vows he came up with "nani? Wolfram look like I said. You write your and I write mine"

Wolfram flushed with anger "it's not alright okay. We are getting married in three days. I wanted for us to write them together. It is that hard for you to do so?"

Yuuri slammed his hands on the desk "Of course it is. Lets get something straight here Wolfram, you are my friend, nothing more nothing less. We are engaged because I didn't know any better. When I thought of vows to write I always imagined they would be for the woman I love. Not a guy and especially not you! We are going to marry, but you and I will not act like a married couple in private. You will stay in your room and I will stay in mine".

He should have known. He really should have known. But Wolfram was a stubborn person by nature and thus could not help but keep picking at the little things. It hurt to hear Yuuri speak that way, it hurt even more to hear him say what he thought of them. Why should it surprise him? Yuuri made it his business to make Wolfram understand that they were simply friends, and even that wasn't a good relationship.

Yuuri regretted the words he said the moment he realized what he had uttered. But it was out in the open and he would not take them back.

Wolfram sighed dejectedly "You are right Yu-your Majesty. I will do as you wish. We will be a happy couple to the people of our world, but in private we are merely acquaintances. Please forgive me for..."

"Enough Wolfram. My name is Yuuri. Look I've had a horrible day and I think..." before he could finish anything Wolfram decided to leave. He couldn't let Yuuri see the tears or the hurt any longer. The young king dropped his head in shame "I'm sorry" he whispered.

He didn't know where he was going. All he knew what that he wanted to get away from him. Get away from the hurtful words. It wasn't like he wanted to anger the king, Yuuri just had a way of making Wolfram livid. Not paying attention where he was going, Wolfram found himself colliding with a firm chest.

"Lord Bielefeld? Are you alright?" the young prince looked up into the blue eyes of Alan Diederich and found himself drowning in their deep color.

Pulling away from the knight, Wolfram straightened himself and wiped at his eyes furiously "Nothing is wrong. I've been practicing with my fire element and the smoke made my eyes irritable"

Alan shook his head "you do not need to lie to me my lord"

"Who said I was?" the young prince sneered.

Alan reached out with a hand and wiped away a tear "your eyes give you away my lord. They can not lie very well"

Wolfram pulled away from the young man as if the touch had burned him, but in reality it had felt nice, warm "you are forgetting your place soldier"

Alan reluctantly dropped his hand away from the prince "I apologize my lord. I'm merely concerned for you. Perhaps this wedding preparation is too much for you?"

Wolfram shrugged "who knows. Why are you not in the squire's quarters?"

Alan grinned "I saw you running and wondered what was the matter"

"WOLFRAM"

Both men turned to see Gunter frantically running "you are needed my lord"

Wolfram turned to face the running man while speaking with Alan "you should return to your quarters Diederich" he then met Gunter half way and began to walk towards the castle with the excited man.

Alan smirked "I've yet to show you what love is Wolfram. The king is an idiot and you deserve more".

Wedding day...

Gwendal's frown-lines were becoming more prominent. He could see the blankness in his brother's eyes. It was for the good of the people Gwendal kept telling himself. He really wanted to end this charade of a wedding and allow Wolfram the opportunity to find true love. He cared for Yuuri, but Wolfram was his sibling, his blood and as much as he respected the king, Gwendal could not forsake the life of his youngest brother. If it wasn't for Conrad he would have made the king end the engagement the moment Yuuri had touched that soft cheek of his brother.

He watched as Wolfram followed every order their mother gave. From undressing to re-dressing himself. Gwendal normally wouldn't be caught dead inside the changing room of the bride-to-be, but he was giving away his younger brother today. All due to the lack of fathers for any of the three brothers. He noticed that there wasn't a smile on Wolfram's face. Normally the blonde would have been jumping for joy, but something had changed in the past few days. He was willing to bet Yuuri had said something to him.

Conrad knocked on the door and waited till he was allowed in. Normally the bride-to-be would not have anyone besides the maids and the mother in the room, but Wolfram wasn't a woman and he was a prince marrying the king. That gave the brothers special allowances.

Gwendal opened the door "Yes Conrad?"

The smaller man smiled his soft smile "we are ready for you all"

The Ceremony...

Yuuri looked calmed and collected to the people in the church, but inside he was a nervous wreck. It wasn't like he was excited or anything, but he really didn't want to go through with this. If Wolfram would just stay in his room...ah but who was he kidding? He knew Wolfram would never back away. If anything the blonde was probably planning their wedding night. Ha! Like that would happen. He looked sideway to his right and noticed his mother and father sitting in the front. They had smiles. My parents are happier than me. Good god why can't they just stop this? If they loved me they would. I wanted to marry a nice woman and have two or three kids.

Wolfram had to put on a show. He could not let his people down and disappoint his mother. A sad smile came over his lovely face, his eyes lightly glazed over with unshed tears as he entered the church with Gwendal by his side. The older brother held Wolfram's hand gently. He really wished that things would have been different. That Yuuri did love his little brother and that he could give him the love that he, Conrad and even his mother had neglected to give to the young one.

Even Yuuri had to admit that Wolfram was as lovely as ever. Even wearing the dress that surely Cecile had made him wear did not do justice to the prince's lovely features. What was he thinking? Wolfram was a guy...a guy...

The young king did not even pay attention to the ceremony. His best friend Murata Ken had been asked by the shrine priestess to perform the ceremony. The only times Yuuri knew that he was still in the church were when he had to say 'I do' or his vows. Other then that he blanked everything out. Even Wolfram's unusual quietness.

"Now, since we decided to incorporate both Earthling traditions with that of this world, let us have the royal couple share a kiss to seal this union" Ken had requested.

Wolfram bit his lower lip while he turned to face his husband. Husband? Ha! He will never share my bed or body. What a wimp.

I will not kiss wolfram. I will not kiss wolfram.

Wolfram lent forward while Yuuri had no choice but to lean down. He was taller than the blonde. Instead of a kiss on the lips as Wolfram was expecting, Yuuri purposely moved his face and kissed him on the cheek. The people cheered.

The party from hell was in full swing. Yuuri was speaking with Conrad while Wolfram sat at the banquet table. Not once had his husband spoken with him. Not once had Yuuri looked at him to make sure that he wasn't bored or crying. Not that the wimp would care. When time for a dance came, Yuuri had excused himself saying that he has real bad ache on his feet. So wolfram was stuck sitting at the table while Yuuri continued to talk with Conrad and now Jozak.

Alan placed his cup of wine down and decided to be bold. For once in his life he wanted to make his prince...er...queen smile. With determined steps he strolled up to the table where the now queen of Shin Makoku was sitting speaking with his mother and mother-in-law.

"My queen would you do me the honor of having this dance?"

Wolfram and his mothers all stopped their chatter and looked up to the young knight. Cecilie giggled, while Jennifer shibuya frown. Yuuri should be the one asking wolf to dance. I hope that Yuuri doesn't start to ignore Wolf's feelings.

Wolfram looked around the party trying to find his husband. His eyes narrowed as he watched Yuuri laugh with a few of the women that dared approach the king. Fine Yuuri. We are nothing but friends. So why can't I enjoy myself as well?.

Alan saw the determination in his queen's eyes and gladly put out his hand for Wolfram to take "My queen"

Wolfram stood and with a gentleness not known to him placed his hand in that of Alan's and walked towards the middle of the dance floor. The people where murmuring. How could the queen dance with a knight before dancing with his husband? Wolfram could careless, but when he saw Yuuri, he really had wished to be under rock at the moment.

Yuuri tightened his fists as he watched his wife dance with the knight. How dare him embarrass him in front of their people? So he didn't want to dance and made up and excuse, but that didn't mean that Wolfram had a right to dance with another man. Not that Yuuri was jealous mind you. Sure keep telling yourself that Shibuya.

Jozak wasn't helping matters either. He and two women who had joined them made it their business to anger the king "I don't believe the queen is allowed to dance the first dance with a man not her husband"

Conrad glared at the tall man "Yuuri is not feeling well. Wolfram loves to dance, it is natural for him to accept an invitation" he reasoned with his soft smile.

A lady however drove the knife in deeper "surely you know that if a queen dances with a man not her...er...his husband, he or she is publicly saying that her/his king is not fit for the job. I say it is an insult to the royal house and the king. Surely you will hear the rumors about how inadequate you are my lord"

Yuuri glared at the couple dancing and without realizing it his eyes turned that little bit silver when angry. He stormed away from the group he was currently in and strolled towards his queen.

"My queen you are radiant tonight" Alan would not lose his chance.

Wolfram blushed. No one had ever been so forward with him "thank you"

Alan smiled "I do not say it so you can thank me my queen. I simply am stating a fact. I noticed your eyes are dimmed. Are you not happy?"

Wolfram took in a deep breath "Diederich must I always remember you are forgetting your place. And why are you so interested in my eyes"

"Yes why are you?" both gasped as they notice the king standing but a foot away from them. Alan bowed to show respect, while Wolfram lowered his eyes "My king. I do not mean to intrude. I merely wanted to be in the presence of our queen. If I have offended you please do not hesitate to punish me"

Yuuri ignored the knight and concentrated his eyes on Wolfram. Without a word his grabbed Wolfram's hand and led him away from the party. Some whispering that the King was going to have his way with his wife, others smirking since they thought the queen was in a for a punishment. Alan wanted to smack the king.

Wolfram did not fight him. No he allowed Yuuri to drag him Shinou knows where. When Yuuri stopped in front of his office Wolfram was wondering what he had in mind. Yuuri shoved the door opened and pushed Wolfram inside "How dare you embarrass me? I told you that we are to appear as a couple before our people, but what do you do? You go and dance with that knight. The rumors are going to run wild now. Is that what you wanted?"

"No" he whispered.

"No? It obviously didn't seem like you were objecting to it. Look wolfram, lets make this work. You and I will appear like a happy couple to the outside world, that means you will not be enjoying another man's presence"

Wolfram sharply turned to Yuuri "oh! And you can be with all the women in the world? What was I supposed to do your highness? Sit on my ass all night while you have a ball with my brother and those women? I'm not going to be your doll Wimp, I don't want to be seen as just your consort. If you can't love me then at least allow me to have my freedom. I don't want to pretend to be happy when I'm not. I'm sick of this. You proposed to me and didn't take it back when I asked you"

"It doesn't matter anymore Wolfram. You are to do as I say. That's an order" Wolfram stormed out of the office leaving Yuuri sulking.

It wasn't till a day later that the big problem would start.

Wolfram punched and kicked the hay sack on the floor. It wasn't fair that Yuuri was denying him the love he so wanted. Why was the wimp such a wimp? And to make it worse, he was still very much in love with him and found it very hard not to lust after his husband. Gunter had taken him to the side one day and decided to give him the talk. The talk! His own mother didn't even give him that talk. It had ended up with him promising Gunter that he would not let Yuuri deflower him till the time was right. Besides he didn't want to become pregnant just yet.

When he had taken Yuuri to the side to explain to him the expectations of their marriage...ie..trying to explain to him that everyone was expecting an heir soon...yuuri had with all the anger in the world, told him to get out of his room and never bring up anything that had to do with their personal lives. But then again he shouldn't have gone in while Yuuri was trying to discuss a treaty with a human country. It was his own fault for getting yelled at. However, he was still very much hurt by the outburst.

So here he was punching and kicking the hay.

"If you wanted to parred you should have come to me my queen"

Wolfram stopped his attack on the poor hay and turned to glare at Alan "you are always somewhere near. Did my husband tell you to follow me around?"

Alan chuckled "of course not. Besides I'm your knight. I'm supposed to be around"

"Pst"

"Come let us par and maybe you can take out the frustration on a real opponent"

It was invigorating. Liberating and relaxing. He really did enjoy his duels because his anger could be let out. Wolfram was as elegant in fighting as he was in dancing and Alan could not take his eyes off of him. If only he had met the prince first. If only...all the what ifs.

Not paying attention caused him to lose balance and fall backwards. But he did not count on Wolfram reaching out to help him, nor on the both of them falling together. To spare wolfram any damage:::not that he was an it:::: he turned and took the fall on his back.

Breathing deeply Wolfram opened his eyes to see Alan smiling up at him "I caught you"

"Jerk, you also brought me down"

Alan laughed and it made Wolfram blush. They were pressed up together in a rather compromising position. Alan couldn't take it and without much thought to consequences of his actions decided to lean up forward and kiss Wolfram with all the might in his body.

Wolfram's eyes widened not believing what was happening at the moment. He tried to pull away but the knight's arms were wrapped around him tightly. He didn't want to be in this position, didn't want to admit that he liked it...like the warmth, like the protectiveness he felt...he really didn't want to close his eyes and surrender to this bliss...he really didn't want to, but sadly did. Closed his pretty eyes and kissed back. Disregarding the voice in the back of his head telling him that he was doomed.

A minute or so later Wolfram pulled away and stood up. How could he have allowed it to happen? He was such an idiot "you shouldn't have done that. It is wrong"

Alan stood up dusting his clothes "wrong? Forgive me my queen, but you kissed me back. Your husband is not good to you and you are always crying. Forgive me for trying to make you smile. For trying to see those eyes sparkle with life. You deserve better"

Wolfram slapped him "you know nothing. You crossed the line"

Alan pulled him towards him encircling him in his arms "did I? You enjoyed it. You wanted it..and you know what else?"

Wolfram struggled, but to no avail. Alan was stronger than him "let me go"

"No. You enjoyed it. Admit it. You want me to do it again"

"I do not"

"Oh no? I'll prove it" and that he did. Neither knew when or who pulled away. But Wolfram was blushing and his lips were swollen. No one had ever kissed him like that "you want me...and I've always wanted you. It's not fair that you have to be married to a man who does not love you"

Wolfram lowered his head "please let me go. I wont tell anyone about this. We can't do anything. I'm the queen now and you are just a knight"

"A knight who wants to make you happy. No one has to know my queen. I will comfort you and love you when he can not. Allow me this"

Wolfram shook his head "we can't. No we can't" Alan took his lips in his once more shutting him up. Wolfram did not want to admit that this was the beginning of something forbidden, but very much wanted...an affair.

Author's note: I simply hope that everyone who reads this enjoys it. I've got big plans for the couple. Greta is not in the fic yet..if you know what i mean. Let me know if you like it. Shitsuree shimasu.