Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Kyou Kara Maou…yet

Title: Love Sucks (Literally) The Reasons
Author: Me (darksmistress)
Series: Kyou Kara Maou
Rating: uh…NC-17 (this chapter) NC-17 in later chaps.
Pairing: Mainly Yuuram. Hinted Conzak and Gwenter on the side
Genre: angst, drama, comedy, yaoi
Chapter: 14/?
Summary: Yuuri moves to a new town and his life is turned upside down. New school, bishounen, crazy teachers, yaoi, and...Vampyres?

Warnings: My first yaoi fic, yaoi (duh), some violence

A/N: I had completely written the chapter entitled The Slayer, but in order to get some more relationship stuff in, I wanted to do a chapter focusing on more Yuuramness. So I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to update. But I hope you like what I give you this chap .0 Winkz

Thanks to: All my reviewers and readers!

Tenshi of Freedom – Glad to hear it!

MarketPantry – Happy to know you like it. I'll try and answer your question in this chapter.

sHiNiGaMi-ArAsHi1412 – Who is this 'football player guy' of yours?

Chibi Kurama Peony/ChibiKurama – Yay! Another happy reviewer!

Phantome101 – Glad you liked the long chapter. I'll try and write more. (maybe, then, they won't seem as rushed)

Shin Chim Hye – Thank you very much! Bows

AestheticBreezyDoll – I thought I should start up the Yuuram.

Merissala. – I agree. sigh

Alice22 – Well, not till he becomes a Vampyre.

Yuuram88 - whew I'm glad the kiss was alright and not totally 'whoa-this-is-weird'.

Fan Girl 666 – Thank you! -

Tartaria – lolz it's spelled 'Yuuram' not 'Yuraam' oh wellz XD

Descendant of Fianna – Yay! Cupcakes! scorfs em all down …lolz scorfs

June – Glad to know it!

Vidalark – cool. -

Sesshyro – I was seriously thinking of doing that, but it would have been too fast. I thought: 'I'll have them do it when they know how they feel about each other'. I don't really like those stories where they regret it afterward.

IceFireAngel – I shall try my best

Mizuki Hikari – The stronger his Thirste, the blacker his eyes. When his Thirste is satisfied his eyes are emerald. If Vampyres lose control, or have let their Thirste overcome them, their eyes become red. This goes for all Vampyres (except Yuuri cause his eyes can't get blacker).

Blue-ruins – lolz. I gotcha. O

Darth Sparky – What does tasticish mean?

Death To Haru – Yay! dances with you

Priestessmykala – Good!

ADarkNightsObsession – Ahaha… I'm so srry!

Recap:

Yuuri's hand slid up Wolfram's shirt, eliciting a gasp. The king's fingers toyed with the prince's nipple, pulling, pinching, and rubbing as he kissed his way down Wolfram's neck. His other hand started to undo the buttons of Wolfram's shirt.

Despite how good he felt, Wolfram pushed Yuuri away. Gasping and panting, both boys stared at each other with lust-glazed eyes.

Coming down from his high, Yuuri realized just what they had almost did. Despite his loss of blood, Yuuri's face flushed all the way up to his ears.

Wolfram chuckled. "You look like a tomato."

"Shut up." Yuuri retorted as he quickly stood up. Immediately he felt light-headed and dizzy. Swaying slightly Yuuri stumbled around the room. Suddenly, he felt warm hands supporting him. Wolfram led him to the bed and laid him down gently.

Yuuri tried to protest, but Wolfram held firm. "Yuuri, you need to recover. So rest a bit, understood?"

Sensing that he wasn't going to win the argument, Yuuri gave in quietly.

He closed his eyes to attempt sleeping and found that he really was tired. He had almost dozed off when he felt those same warm hands on his chest. He opened his eyes and saw Wolfram above him.

"Whoa! What are you doing?" He tried to push Wolfram away, but to no avail.

"Undressing you." Wolfram stated simply. A blush rose to Yuuri's cheeks. The young prince leaned down and undid Yuuri's first two buttons.

"Stop!" Yuuri said, slapping Wolfram's hands away.

"Yuuri, you cannot go to sleep in your clothes." Wolfram complained.

"Oh…"

Yuuri just finished his morning shower, and was getting dressed when someone knocked on the door.

"Just a minute!" He called. He was already wearing his pants, so he pulled his shirt on, leaving it undone, and draped his towel over his shoulder.

"Come in," he said. The door opened to reveal Wolfram, dressed in his usual royal blue.

"Oh! Hey, Wolfram!" Yuuri greeted happily. "Morning." The blond said with a small smile.

"Feeling better?" Yuuri asked.

Wolfram took a deep breath and his smile grew. "Yes. Much. What about you? You were pretty lightheaded last night."

Yuuri laughed. "I'm fine. I'm fine." He said, taking the towel to his head.

Wolfram held back a blush. Something about seeing Yuuri half-dressed and wet got to him in a way he didn't really understand.

"So…what can I do for you?" Yuuri asked, tossing the towel in the bathroom.

'Take your clothes off, for starters...' Wolfram cleared his throat. "I wanted to talk to you about last night…"

A blush rose to Yuuri's cheeks and he looked away. "Oh ya…" he scratched the back of his head. "I'm…sorry about that. I don't know what came over me. I think we should…forget about it…right?" He looked over at Wolfram.

"Uh…yes. Yes, I think we should."

"Great!"

Wolfram smiled. "I'm…going to go now. I have…homework…" with that Wolfram left quickly with a small wave.

Yuuri stood staring at the door. Thinking of what he had initiated last night. 'I still can't believe I kissed him...' He absently touched his lips with his fingertips. Noticing the gesture, he removed his hand and shook his head.

'Why is my heart beating so quickly! I'm straight, for god's sake! I can't be attracted to Wolfram… We're just…friends…'

-W-

Outside, Wolfram clutched the left side of his shirt.

'Why does it feel like I've punched? I knew he'd want to forget...' His grip tightened. 'But why…?' He opened his eyes in shock. "Don't tell me…I've fallen in love with that wimp?"

For the next couple of days, both boys avoided each other. Each time, both boys felt a pang of guilt – and a pang of something else.

Wolfram would still stay in Yuuri's room, but he would arrive after Yuuri was asleep, and leave before he awoke.

When the time came around once more for Wolfram to drink, neither boy knew what to do.

I promised Yuuri that I would drink his Bloode when I need it… Wolfram thought, looking in the mirror at his darkening eyes.

I promised Wolfram I'd always be there for him when he gets thirsty… Yuuri thought, lying in bed and staring up at the ceiling.

But… both boys argued.

It was nearing October 31st and the whole school was bustling around to get ready. Because Halloween celebrated creatures that weren't human, Cruorem Academy celebrated it like it was Christmas or Hanukah.

The students in art classes were busy making decorations, the students in the home economics classes were making costumes and various gourmet snacks and meals, the students in music classes were putting together and practicing various haunting tunes, the theatre classes were getting ready for a play, and everyone else was helping decorate or clean up.

Yuuri, however, was kept in either his room or Gwendal's office signing papers. The documents went from ordering more flour to ordering more flowers.

The celebration was to be a humongous party with dancing, food, music, rides, games, a play, contests, and almost anything else one could think of.

It reminded Yuuri of a blown-out-of-proportion school festival.

All family and friends were invited to join in the festivities. Yuuri had gotten word that even his human parents had been invited and that they had accepted. Yuuri couldn't wait to see them again.

With everything to be done, Yuuri and Wolfram barely ever saw each other.

Yuuri was working his hardest to finish his duties quickly so he could do something else.

In fact, Yuuri had worked himself sick.

The day before Halloween, Yuuri awoke to a headache. And no matter what he did, he couldn't seem to get warm. He snuggled under the blankets, but to no avail. Wolfram had left a while ago, his side of the bed wasn't even wa0rm.

Yuuri got up and decided to take a shower before class started. However, he found that he couldn't even stand up straight. His headache had gotten worse and he felt tired and cold.

He sat back down on his bed and waited for his vision to stop swimming. He felt a little sick to his stomach, but it could be that he was just hungry. He didn't know. Everything was muddled.

He laid back down and tried to go back to sleep. He had almost succeeded when there was knocking at the door.

"Yuuri?" It was Wolfram. He must have forgotten something, Yuuri reasoned. "I'm coming in."

Yuuri closed his eyes and tried once more to go back to sleep. Wolfram saw Yuuri still in bed and started to scold him. "Yuuri! What are you still doing in bed? Class is about to start!"

Yuuri mumbled something, but even he didn't understand himself.

Wolfram came over and whipped the blankets off. "Come on! Get-!" Wolfram stopped mid-sentence when he saw Yuuri. He was sweating, flushed, and shivering.

"Yuuri…" Wolfram leaned down and put the back of his hand to Yuuri's forehead. He pulled back in surprise. "Yuuri! You're burning up!" Wolfram quickly covered Yuuri back up. He turned to the phone and dialed quickly.

"Gisela? It's Wolfram. Yuuri has a fever. Could you come and check on him? Yes. Thank you." He hung up the phone and turned back to Yuuri.

Brushing away some stray strands on Yuuri's face, Wolfram asked, "Are you still cold?" Yuuri nodded meekly. "I'll be right back." He said and ran out of the room at top Vampyric Speede.

A few seconds later he arrived with his arms full of blankets and Gisela behind him.

He started laying a few blankets on top of Yuuri as Gisela took his temperature.

"A hundred and four degrees." Gisela clucked her tongue. "Your Majesty, you've simply been working yourself too hard. I am ordering you to stay in bed for the rest of today, and even tomorrow if you have to."

At the thought of missing one of the biggest events of the year and the opportunity of seeing his parents, Yuuri quickly sat up. "But!" he protested. Then, once more, he became dizzy and was gently – but firmly – pushed back down.

"Your health is more important." Wolfram said. Gisela agreed with a nod.

Yuuri let out a disappointed sigh and closed his eyes. "Fine." He said softly.

After Gisela had left, leaving Yuuri some aspirin in case his headache became unbearable, Wolfram moved Yuuri's desk chair beside the bed and sat down.

"You don't have to stay, you know." Yuuri mumbled softly, cracking open one eye to look at his visitor. Although – deep down – he wished Wolfram would.

"Someone should look after you." Wolfram said simply.

"But, don't you have to go to class? Or have something else to do?" He tried to sit up again, but Wolfram pushed him back down.

"Yuuri, I'm staying here. Whether you like it or not."

Yuuri gave a small pout, but inside he was smiling. "Okay..."

For the next couple of hours, Yuuri drifted in and out of consciousness and squirming around to try and get comfortable. The whole time, Wolfram stayed true to his word and stayed by Yuuri's side.

Yuuri was glad that the blond had decided to stay with him. They still hadn't spent time together in quite a while and Yuuri had started to feel lonely.

Yuuri glanced over at Wolfram who was presently doing some homework.

He watched the blond scribble down quick notes and answers, watched his eyes dart from left to right, reading the text. (1)

His eyes…

"Wolf," Yuuri started, sitting up. Wolfram kept his eyes on his work. "Hm?"

"…You're eyes…are darkening." Yuuri said hesitantly. Wolfram's pencil stopped momentarily. "I'm fine." He said, and started writing again.

Yuuri sat up. "Wolf! You haven't drank from me for a week!"

Wolfram calmly set down his pencil and closed his books. He stared straight at Yuuri. "Yuuri, I'll be fine for another week or two, alright? I don't need to drink from you every time I get a small twinge of Thirste."

"But—"

"No 'buts'." Wolfram interrupted. "Besides, you're sick."

"So? I read that even if a vampyre drinks from someone with an illness or disease, it won't affect them. It'll only affect the taste of the Bloode." Yuuri argued. "Hey you never know, my Bloode could taste really good." He added teasingly.

Wolfram could feel his Thirste reacting to that thought. Annoyed at himself, he took it out on the closest person to him. "Yuuri!" He scolded loudly. "Drop it!"

Yuuri remained quiet, but couldn't help notice that Wolfram's eyes had darkened considerably.

"I'm sorry…" Yuuri mumbled, looking at his hands that were tightly clutching the sheets.

Wolfram let out a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. "No. I'm sorry. You were only looking out for me."

A – somewhat – comfortable silence ensued.

"If you think about it," Yuuri started with a small laugh. "We've been avoiding each other since the get-go."

Wolfram let a small smile loose. "Yeah." He agreed. "When I first met you, I avoided you because of what your scent was doing to me."

"And then we got on good terms, but you…lost control. Afterwards, you completely avoided me because, what? You were scared of losing control again?" He hadn't meant to sound mean, but that sentence just didn't come out right.

Wolfram seemed unfazed of whether it was rude or not. "Yeah… And the other night, when I bit you, I thought everything was going to be okay."

"But then I went and…" it was hard to say it.

"Kissed me." Wolfram finished.

"Yeah. That…"

"You hated it that much?" Wolfram teased.

"No. I mean yes! I…don't know." Yuuri mumbled.

Wolfram leaned back in his chair, smirking. "Well, seemed to me like you liked it. A lot."

"I did not!" Yuuri protested, frowning at Wolfram.

"Really? Considering you had me half-undressed by the time we stopped…" Wolfram mused.

"I…" Yuuri tried, but couldn't come up with an excuse. "You were undressing me too!"

"Well, maybe I liked it." Wolfram teased.

Yuuri thought for a sec, "If you liked it so much…why'd you push me away?" That question had been bugging him, though he'd never admit it.

"Um…" Now it was Wolfram's turn to be tongue-tied.

"Well?" Yuuri prodded.

"There were…many…different reasons." Wolfram said dismissively.

"Such as…?"

Wolfram looked away. "It's…complicated."

"Then explain."

"Just forget it, okay?" Wolfram said heatedly, glaring at Yuuri.

"What's got you so worked up?"

"What about you? Why do you care so much?" The young prince questioned suspiciously.

"I…um…I'm just curious. That's all." Yuuri said with a weak shrug of his shoulders.

"Yuuri…you…you liked it, didn't you?" Wolfram said, happily surprised. Yuuri ignored him, but a blush had risen to his cheeks.

"You're blushing!" Wolfram pointed out amusedly.

"I have a fever!" Yuuri protested.

"Aw. C'mon. Admit it! You liked it!" Wolfram prodded.

"So what if I did?" Yuuri said. He then realized he had just confirmed what Wolfram had wanted him to.

"Humph. Happy now?" The young king asked sulkily. He crossed his arms and looked away, pouting.

A mischievous smile played across Wolfram's face. "Very."

Yuuri stared back at Wolfram. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, suspiciously frightened.

"One of the reasons I pulled back was because I didn't know if you wanted it. But now…" Wolfram let the sentence hang as he licked his lips, much like a cat does before pouncing on very delicious looking prey.

"Wolf?" Yuuri squeaked before Wolfram, did indeed, pounce.

In a mere split second, Yuuri found himself pinned to the bed with Wolfram sitting on top of him, holding his wrists on either side of his head.

Suddenly, Wolfram was whispering in his ear. "So you liked it, huh?"

Yuuri shivered as the vampyre ran his tongue from Yuuri's collar back up to his ear. Wolfram could taste the tangy sweetness that was Yuuri, in fact, he relished in it. Licking the tender earlobe, he asked again. "Ne, Yuuri…you really liked it" – He nipped the tender flesh – "…didn't you?" he breathed, tickling Yuuri's ear.

"Y-yes…!" Yuuri admitted, gasping. He had to admit, he sure didn't feel cold now. Heat was pulsing through his veins and Wolfram's own body heat added to it as he pressed down from above.

"Does it…really feel good…when I do this?" Wolfram bit down on Yuuri's neck, drawing Bloode, and eliciting a moany gasp from the 'victim'. He drank a bit and pulled back. Wiping stray Bloode off his chin with his thumb, Wolfram seductively licked it off while asking, "Does it?"

Yuuri, flushed and panting, nodded shyly.

Wolfram leaned down again, stopping just millimeters from Yuuri's lips. "I can't hear you." He said.

"Yes…" Yuuri mumbled, lustfully staring into glimmering emeralds.

"Louder." Wolfram commanded.

"Yes! …It feels good, really good, when you do that." Yuuri said, squirming to get closer. He was so hot already, but he needed more. "Wolfram!" he whined when the contact was denied.

Wolfram chuckled. "Impatient wimp." He mumbled as he finally locked lips with the hungry teen below him.

The heat between them increased, but pleasantly so. Wolfram ravished Yuuri's mouth and Yuuri ravished Wolfram's. Much like their earlier intimacies, both boys re-explored each other.

Erections were straining, hands were searching, and tongues were clashing.

The shirts were long gone and pants had begun to open, but once more, Wolfram pushed away. Yuuri whimpered.

Panting, Wolfram gently cupped Yuuri's cheek. With an apologetic smile on his face Wolfram explained. "I said there were reasons. One has been taken care of, but the other…" He looked away.

Yuuri pushed Wolfram back. "What is it?" Yuuri asked anxiously and needy. He gripped Wolfram's shoulders.

Wolfram smiled at his impatience. He pushed Yuuri back down again. "I…don't want to hurt you. You'll have to wait until you're Turned." He leaned down and kissed Yuuri again. "'Kay?"

"But Wolf-!" Yuuri protested. But Wolfram shushed him.

"Yuuri, I'm too strong. If I lost focus for one second, I could really hurt you. But…" He smirked. "I can't leave you with this, can I?" As he said 'this', he sensually stroked Yuuri's aching member. At the sudden contact, Yuuri's muscles tensed and he gasped.

Wolfram lapped at one of Yuuri's nipples as his hands slowly pulled down Yuuri's pajama pants. Yuuri's breath caught in his throat as the cold air hit him. Wolfram slowly kissed his way down and stopped when Yuuri's shaft was pressing against his throat. He pulled back and stared in surprise. He hadn't expected Yuuri – of all people – to be so thick. Yuuri noticed that Wolfram had stopped and was about to ask why when he caught the blond staring down at him. He turned away quickly, blushing even more furiously than before.

"Could you…not stare?" Yuuri asked meekly. A smile spread slowly across Wolfram's face at his partner's embarrassment. "Alright then." He replied absently.

He leaned down, placing his left hand on Yuuri's hip. Holding Yuuri down, he gave a testing lick on Yuuri's head. Yuuri held back a groan. "Wolfram…! It's so…nn!"

The blond had run his tongue up Yuuri's length. He brought down one of his hands to fondle Yuuri's sacs a bit as he gently kissed the tip of Yuuri's shaft. The double-black gripped the sheets and bit his lip. The prince slowly twirled his tongue around his king's slit before engulfing the top. Waves of pleasure shot through Yuuri. He could feel his nipples hardening, his member twitching as Wolfram sucked on it. He was getting close to his limit, the heat was searing all over his body, sweat had formed, and even his goose bumps had goose bumps.

"Wolf…" Hearing Yuuri moaning his name, it was hard not to get too excited.

He took in as much of Yuuri as he could, humming to increase the pleasure. He rolled Yuuri's sacs between his fingers, his other hand toying with Yuuri's nipple.

The heat of Wolfram's throat…the tightness… Yuuri wanted more, but Wolfram's grip was so strong that he couldn't thrust in deeper.

He was so close…

Wolfram leaned back, removing almost all of Yuuri. The said king whimpered, but gasped once Wolfram started moving back and forth, sucking hard as he did so. That and with the blond's other touches quickly sent Yuuri over the edge.

"I-I'm going to…! Wolfram!" He barely had time to warn the prince before he came into his now-lover's mouth. Choking a little at first, Wolfram then graciously gulped down all of Yuuri's seed as it came out in spurts.

Yuuri's back had arched painfully, his knuckles had gone white with his tightened grip. His release had never been so pleasurable. He slumped down onto the bed, panting hard.

Wolfram sat up, licking his lips. "Mmn… Even your 'milk' tastes good…" He smirked as Yuuri's face grew even redder.

Wolfram leaned down and kissed Yuuri once more. Yuuri could taste himself on Wolfram's lips. Wolfram pulled back and got off the bed. He walked over to Yuuri wardrobe, rummaging around a bit until he found a fresh pair of pajamas. He walked back to his chair and sat down.

Embarrassed, Yuuri pulled the sheets around him. "S-So… What now?" he asked.

Wolfram smiled. He leaned in and, pushing Yuuri's hair away, kissed him tenderly on the forehead. He dropped the fresh pajamas on Yuuri's lap as he pulled away. "First; you need to get changed." Yuuri blushed and looked at his discarded shirt. "Second; you need to get some more rest."

Picking up his shirt and jacket, Wolfram walked over and dropped them in the bathroom's laundry hamper. The blond walked over to the window and shut the drapes, then turned off all the lights but the ones on the night tables. He then went over to 'his' side of the bed and pulled out his nightgown from the drawer on the side table. He stripped off his pants and slipped on the gown. He pulled back the covers and got in. Yuuri finished changing and lay back down. Wolfram reached over and turned off his light, Yuuri did the same. Yuuri was about to speak when Wolfram embraced him.

"Wha…?" The young king asked, flustered and blushing.

Wolfram shushed him. "Body heat will help bring down your fever. But you still need to sleep, okay?" Yuuri nodded and snuggled a bit closer.

Letting Wolfram's warmth surround him, both boys peacefully fell asleep in each other's arms.

I always picture Wolfram with reading glasses in this scene…

Okay, I know you probably feel some hate towards me for not updating for so long, and I don't have an excuse. Well I do…but it's not a good one. (I got caught up in watching Detective Conan XD)

Anyway, I know it's in the goodness of your hearts that you found the strength to be so patient with me. I'm m truly sorry and will try my best from letting it happen again! Gets on hands and knees and bows

I hope you like the extra-long chap, it was the only way I could think of repaying you guys. Thanks for staying with me!

Next chapter:

The festivities begin! Really just a filler chap with some fluff.

Chapter 15 The Day of the Dead

…'fluff' and 'day of the dead' don't go too well together, now do they? "