This is my second ConYuu fanfic. Phew, I guess I am starting to like this pairing intensely. This is just a random thought a while ago at our Botany class. I thought of this idea while coloring fruits. I know it's weird to think of ConYuu while coloring fruits. Anyway, it's because that we felt like pre-school children a while ago, thinking of our lab manuals as coloring books. We were all reminiscing our childhood habits and that's how this idea came up.

I hope you guys would leave me reviews. Please be gentle with me, I'm new in this pairing. I'm also new at writing ConYuu fics.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou.

Like a Child

by: Miyuki Meiru

Nights in Shin Makoku had always been like this. Yuuri rubbed his temples and gave out a silent cry of protest. Wolfram kicked him again and thus he ended up falling off from the bed. Yuuri knew that the blonde was a very violent sleeper and it was always him getting caught up with this silly sleeping arrangement. Yuuri could only sigh with his situation right now.

When he was still a child he would always sneak on his parent's bedroom late at night to sleep with them. Yuuri loved his mother's sweet and caressing lullabies. Miko would always sing lullabies and embrace him until he fell asleep. He loved the feeling of his mother's warm embrace. The presence of his parents reassured him with protection and he felt very well loved.

He was eight when he stopped his sneaking habits. Yuuri, as an independent child, realized that this was not the way a boy in his age should act. He strived to be independent much to his brother's protest. He wouldn't admit it though that he missed sneaking to his parent's bedroom that badly.

Yuuri didn't know why he was currently at the wide hallways of Blood Pledge castle. He felt like he couldn't sleep anymore with the constant punching and kicking routines of Wolfram. He heard a soft rustle and creaking sound of the door.

"Your Majesty," he heard Conrad's voice. His god father eyed him suspiciously. There must have been something wrong if the black haired king was wandering in the hallways in his night wear.

"Ahaha, Conrad, you know very well that it's Yuuri" he blushed, "Umm, Can't sleep. You know… Wolfram" he said with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, to disturb you. I see that you're about to sleep." He said feeling guilty of disturbing Conrad who just probably came back from a patrol. He was about to leave when he felt a hand in his right shoulder.

"Your- Yuuri, why don't you stay here for a while,"Conrad said with his usual smile.

"Is it okay with you?" The teen asked.

"Of course, Yuuri" Conrad replied. Yuuri smiled and without farther ado he entered Conrad's room.

"You should sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the couch," his protector said as he slipped into his own night wear.

"N-no, I mean… this is your room so I think you should sleep on the bed," Yuuri said with a blush.

"Yuuri, really you should sleep on the bed," Conrad insisted.

"Aah, why don't we both sleep on the bed!" he said in an outburst. Yuuri blushed madly after he realized what he just said. "I mean the bed is wide enough for two of us so…" he continued to blush.

Yuuri would always be adorable. Conrad chuckled, "As you wish, Your Majesty."

The black haired king pouted. "Conrad, don't call me that…" he paused, "it's Yuuri."

"Yes, Yuuri…"

Yuuri still couldn't sleep despite the fact that Conrad was just beside him. Something was missing. He felt it. What was it again?

He remembered his sneaking habits way back when he was a kid.

"Conrad?" he said in a whisper-like manner.

"Yes, Yuuri…" his protector replied.

"Hug me."

Conrad chuckled a bit. "As you wish, Yuuri…"he gladly complied.

Yuuri felt like a child again.

The End!

Hope you like this oneshot! Should I write more ConYuu?