[ Disclaimer ] I do NOT own Kyou Kara Maou

A/N::: Well, I'm turning 17 on May 1st, how fun. Um…I'll be the same age as Yuuri when Micah is born…0.0 I didn't plan it but that's funny!

"Get away from me!" Murata snapped to the older male as he walked through the crowds. "What is with you?" Shinou kept his smile firmly in place. Murata had to keep his voice low because no one other than himself could see the blonde man.

And on Earth, speaking to a supposedly 'imaginary' friend at the teen age in life wasn't exactly normal or thought of good mind. "Why is it we are here my sage?"

Murata closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. "I'm not yours." he hissed between his teeth, not bothering to look at the man. "and Shibuya's birthday is coming up."

"His birthday?"

"Yeah." He answered absently while looking in the windows of random stores he and his stalker were passing.

"If I do recall correctly; his birthday is in July."

How…? Murata shook his head. "You're right."

Ignoring the sigh from Shinou, the young sage stopped in front of a sport store. Yuuri loves baseball and he could use a new ball and bat and when Micah is born and grows could use a mitt…Murata saved that away in his mind and continued walking.

"So tell me my Sage - "

"Not yours."

That went ignored by the blue eyed male.

"Why it is May yet you are purchasing him a gift?" Murata stopped his steps. People passed him by but he paid them no mind as they paid him no mind.

"On earth, its nearly may. On Shin Makoku, it is July and nearing Yuuri's birthday."

Shinou nodded. He loved Murata's voice. Even if he had to ask questions he already knew the answers to or saying he belonged to him just to hear the young boy call out he didn't.

"What is it you have in mind for him?" Shinou continued as Murata began walking the streets once more.

Dark brown eyes hidden behind glass narrowed. "Do you ever shut up?" They were now alone, no person was near, it wasn't that time of day when the streets and shops became overly busy.

Murata had stopped and held up both his hands, his head turned to one side with his eyes shut tight. He cut Shinou off before he could answer by opening his eyes, reviling they were sharp like daggers.

"Nope. that's the answer. What is your problem? Don't you have other people in Shin Makoku you can bother? Or how about a late lover? Hmm? Go be in someone else's life but get the hell outta mine."

Murata turned on his heel completely ignoring, or not noticing, the wide blue eyes filled with shock and pain.

Yuuri watched Anissina from a safe distance. He sat in his office, leaning his folded arms on the window ledge, looking down at the woman. She didn't have another invention with her but one could never be to careful around her.

Greta didn't seem as scared as everyone else. She would walk up to the red haired woman and the two would and could talk for hours on anything if not everything. It was nice, Greta didn't have many people her own age in the kingdom and Beatrice wasn't around too much now that she and her father left for their home.

Yuuri was beginning to feel bad. Maybe they could take a trip to see Beatrice or maybe have some village kids play with Greta…she seemed to be fine having only the adults around but Yuuri knew no kid liked being without a friend.

Speaking of friends…

Blood?

Where was he? Yuuri hadn't heard from him in awhile and it was beginning to worry him. Blood? You there?

No answer. Yuuri felt his heart sink. Why did he care? The man was always acting like an ass! So what did it matter to Yuuri if the bastard wasn't around? Good riddance!

Such kind words. Although I know you love me more than that.

Blood! You're alright!

Of course, why would I not?

Yuuri didn't know how to answer that. Because Conrad had said to lock him up? Or because he hadn't spoken or shown up to Yuuri in days? The young king shook his head. No reason…

I sense Micah, he's grown well as well as his power.

Oh great… Yuuri didn't want to admit it, but he was getting a bit afraid of Micah's growing power. Not because he didn't want his child to out rank him in power but because he felt as if he didn't have much power left.

Yuuri's eyes widened, his body shaking slightly. Blood…

You are not going to die; I won't let that happen even if it was going to happen

What?

You're fine. Do not worry.

But -

Wolfram will be there in a moment. By the way Yuuri, Happy early Birthday.

Blood!

"Planning to jump?"

Yuuri glared at the smirk and shook his head, turning to face his lover. "Ah, no." Yuuri sat back down and turned, facing Wolfram completely. Said blonde sat himself on Yuuri's desk, leaning back on his hands. "If not jumping, what were you up to?"

Yuuri shook his head. "Nothing…Blood just being Blood…without fully being Blood."

Wolfram blinked. "Not going to ask." He waved his hand as if to physically wipe the air of Yuuri's last statement. "Our wedding, mother is preparing it to be three days following your birthday."

"Yay! More gifts!" Yuuri giggled like a young child receiving a cookie before dinner after begging for a long while. Wolfram watched silently, a smile on his lips. Whatever had worried Yuuri about Blood was now temporarily forgotten.

A/N::: Sorry this is so short, but this was supposed to be up BEFORE my birthday but that didn't happen…DAMN IT! FUCK MY LIFE!

*cough* sorry for my outburst. Hopefully I will have another chapter up in the following to weeks, if not I'll have a new story uploaded.

I can't decide which/what to post … POLL TIME! Check it out!

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