It's a little pass noon; I know where that wimp is. Making steady strides towards his destination; before Wolfram even enters the courtyard; metal striking metal could be heard. Just by listening to the sound cause by the blades, Wolfram can tell that Yuuri swords skills are getting stronger, quicker, and much more accurate compared to the young and naïve Yuuri years ago. Making his way out to the sunlit courtyard, Wolframs squinted a little adjusting the sunlight that assaulted his gorgeous emerald orbs.

Wolfram couldn't help but smile at what greeted him. Yuuri's unclothe upper body glisten from excursion. With the sword training and conditioning that Conrad had put him through; the king has developed tone muscles in all the right places. With each swing of the sword, Yuuri muscles flexed showing off what a magnificent specimen the king has grown into. Wolfram couldn't but help admire the body in front of him. Starting with the kissable neck, trailing down to the broad well muscle shoulders and chest, lowering to the washboard abs, admire the perfect round bottom that belongs to Yuuri. Wolfram mentally kicked himself for molesting his king so openly. Wolfram tore his eyes off of his king before his own body started to betray himself. With each passing day, the blond became more and more attracted to Yuuri. But the more Yuuri mature, Wolfram own insecurities became harder to conceal. Wolfram was not the only person that saw the change in the king, more and more men and women gave sly glances at Yuuri to the dismay of the blond prince. Just thinking about this made the blond boiling mad. It didn't help that Yuuri was half dressed in the middle of the courtyard looking like a Greek god. Yuuri belongs to me Wolfram mentally chanted. Of course Yuuri was oblivious to the admiration he is receiving everyday.

Besides physically changing, Yuuri has gotten wiser as well. With Gunter's daily education, Yuuri somehow has absorbed a majority of Shin Makoku customs and traditions in the short 5 years he has been in Shin Makoku. Yuuri can now speak with dignitaries and royalty around the country with ease. No longer was Gwendal and Gunter worried about Yuuri doing something to accidentally insult someone or even start war with the neighboring countries. Needless to say the two still keep a close eye on their king just in case Yuuri would revert back to his childish ways. Yuuri is beginning to understand what it is like to be a true king, understanding the ins and outs of ruling a kingdom. Even with all the changes, many things still remained the same. Yuuri was still as kind hearted as ever, still rushing head on like a fool to help people in need, still does not think about his own safety to the dismay of his loyal protectors, especially Wolfram. Wolfram acknowledges the fact that his Yuuri was no longer the naïve king that he once was, but he would never allow Yuuri to know that. His love has grown stronger and smarter with time, but still his love still cannot admit his attraction to Wolfram openly, but behind close doors is a different story. That is still the reason that causes Wolfram to still call Yuuri a wimp, besides the blond likes that affectionate nickname for his king.

In between swings of the sword, Yuuri spotted Wolfram from the corner of his eye. Yuuri knew that the blond found him attractive, even more so since he had development into a man. Wolfram had grown as well, but his features and body still remain delicate as ever. Even today, people still mistakes the blond prince as an exquisite blond nymph princess. Wolfram's golden hair showed brighter than the sun itself. Porcelain skin so soft and flawless imitating a marble goddess. His waist as slim as ever; hip flaring just enough to produce the image a female form but not enough to take away the fact Wolfram is indeed a male. Wolfram possessed the best long shapely, hairless, soft legs, Yuuri has ever seen. How they begged to be touched. Interesting enough Wolfram did not have any hair on his body, which adds to his feminine features. Wolfram was tone, but without the masculine features of Yuuri. Those striking emerald orbs no human or Mazoku should possess. One look from them can melt a polar ice cap, and if you are lucky enough, Wolfram would grace his beautiful face with the most magnificent and stunning smile any would ever have the pleasure of seeing. That smile could bring back the dead, since it was that rare to see. Wolfram is a sight to behold. Some might say Wolfram beauty has even surpasses the sexy-ex queen Cheri.

There are still many who try to man handle the blond thinking of him helpless due to his exquisite beauty. Needless to say, anyone who dear makes that mistake to the blond would face the wrath of the prince's red-hot temper. More than a hand full of men has been burned and require immediate medical attention. Wolfram may look delicate, but in actuality is the fourth strongest in swordplay behind Conrad, Gwendal, and Yozak. His use of magic is second only your Yuuri's Maou powers. Wolfram is second to none in his beauty, now only if his temperament can be reign in somehow.

"Conrad, you are going easy on the Wimp again."

"Don't call me a wimp you blond nymph," Yuuri quickly retorted.

"I told you not to call me that beyond our bedchamber, Wimp," the blond hollered.

Conrad's eyebrow quirked up with that statement made from his baby brother.

"Conrad step aside, I will teach this Wimp a lesson."

Yuuri couldn't help smirk at how easily he could get his blond nymph to react. Wolfram quickly removed his blue navy jacket and walk over to where Conrad was standing.

"Be gentle with him Wolfram, Heika has been practicing for over 2 hours."

"Like hell I well, two hours of you training Yuuri equals to half an hour with your own men. No wonder his skills are so weak."

"Hey that was uncalled for," Yuuri pouted.

Wolfram pulled his sword from its sheath.

"Whatever, Yuuri, you ready" the blond asked.

A nod was Yuuri's response.

Wolfram and Yuuri started to circle each other: sizing each other skills. Wolfram knew that Yuuri has improved but still was not a match for him. Yuuri charge first, swinging his sword down from the top. Wolfram blocked it easily. Wolfram moved to the right of Yuuri, ready to strike at Yuuri side. Yuuri saw it coming, bringing his sword down to his right side blocking Wolfram advances. Since Yuuri was stronger than Wolfram, Yuuri was able to push the blond away a couple feet, seeing an opening; Yuuri quickly lunged straight at Wolfram. Yuuri may be stronger, but Wolfram is quicker. Wolfram was quick to react, that Wimp never learns. Bringing down a swiping hard blow with his sword, Wolfram was able to dislodge Yuuri sword from his hand. Wolfram used his legs to swipe at Yuuri's foot, effectively getting the king off balance. Yuuri fell on his royal bottom with a loud thud. Before Yuuri knew it, Wolfram had a sword pointed at his throat. Looking up, Yuuri could see the smug look on his blond prince.

"You lose Yuuri."

"Heeeiiiikkkaaaa, what are you doing to His Majesty? Are you all right? Wolfram what is the meaning of this? You can't point your sword at our most gallant and beautiful Heika. Oh Heika, did hurt your royal bottom, do you need to help? I should call Gisela right away."

Wolfram was rolling his eyes; Yuuri was still astonished on how Gunter can overact when it comes to him.

"Gunter calm down," Conrad finally said. "It was just a light sparring match between the two."

"Conrad you should know better to let Heika get hurt."

"Gunter I am fine," implored Yuuri.

Yuuri got up, slightly rubbing his royal bottom due to the impact.

"Oh Heika, let me see, if you are injured."

"If you go anywhere near that area or lay a hand on my finance, I will burn you to a crisp," screamed Wolfram.

Everyone visibly gulped.

"Gunter, I have matters to discuss with you."

Gwendal, everyone acknowledge the stoic first born son.

"But Gwendal, Heika may be hurt."

"Gunter, if you want to be turned into a bonfire, then stay."

Gwendal starts to walk off followed by a very scared looking Gunter.

I swear, one of these days, I really will turn him into a bonfire. The blond thought amusingly.

"Yuuri lets go!"

"But I am not done training yet."

"You are quite done Wimp!"

Before Yuuri can protest anymore, Wolfram grab onto Yuuri's wrist a dragged him into their bed chambers. The soldiers and maids that saw Yuuri being dragged around could only snicker, seeing that Yuuri was a full head taller than the blond and probably a third bigger in stature, the great Maou was being dragged around like a puppet on a string.

"Wolfram let go."

"No," was the snappy reply.

Finally Wolfram released Yuuri arm when they reach their bedchamber.

"What is the big idea dragging me all the way in here?"

"Why are you flaunting yourself around the castle?"

"Flaunting, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? What do I mean?" Wolfram was practically screaming right now. "You are practically wearing nothing, everyone in the castle has his or her eyes glue to you. You belong to me Yuuri and no one else."

Yuuri was still unsure why the blond is so mad; before he knew it a shirt was thrown at him.

"Put that on Wimp." Wolfram all but ordered.

"Wolfram, I am not putting the shirt when I need a bath."

"You can put that on and then walk to the bath. I will not allow all these people to molest you with their eyes."

Yuuri began to snicker.

"Why are you snickering Wimp?"

Yuuri began to laugh harder; steam was practically coming out of the blond by now. Yuuri laughter still did not cease. Wolfram was ready to turn Yuuri into a crispy critter when Yuuri cease his laughter and walk closer to Wolfram practically invading his personal space.

"So, my blond nymph, did you so call "molest" me with your eyes all well" Yuuri cooed into Wolfram ears.

"Of course not, you wimp, why would I."

With a slight pout, "Oh so you don't find your finance sexually attractive at all."

"No, I mean yes, Ummm."

"Yes, No, so which one is it" purred Yuuri.

Wolfram was looking at the floor intently now. "Wolfram, look at me." Wolfram still did not look up. Yuuri titled Wolfram head up, with his index finger. Emerald eyes meet Yuuri's midnight black eyes; "You are the only one that I want to molest me is you my blond nymph." With that, Yuuri only smirked and walk to the bath of course he put on the shirt before leaving.

Wolfram was still standing in the exact spot that Yuuri had left him in. The blond was stunned by Yuuri bold words. Coming out of his stupor, Wolfram softly and affectionately mutters "Wimp." It has been like this for those to for 5 years. Besides playful banter and somewhat flirtatiousness between the two, nothing too physical went on between them. Sure there were soft kisses that they shared in their bedchamber and sometimes they would hold each other close especially after a rough argument, but nothing below the belt. Every time Wolfram tries to go further, Yuuri would stop him. Wolfram has once asked why, Yuuri could only reply that he wanted to take it slow. Five years is slow enough isn't it. I snail moves faster than Yuuri. Our beautiful blond could only wait until Yuuri fully accepts him. Wolfram had an uneasy feeling about his relationship with Yuuri, he just hopes his suspicion about Yuuri and their relationship was wrong. In the meantime, he would enjoy every playful touch and caresses he receives from Yuuri.

Author's Note

I will not post the next chapter until my entire story is done. I should take another month or so.