Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh and am in no way profiting from this fan fiction.
A/N: Hey everyone. Thanks for all the great reviews. Sorry the update took so long, my mother passed away and I've been in a funk ever since. Anyhoo…I got my first flame the other day! And guess what? It was given for "For My Fiancé." Well I won't bore everyone with more useless rambling, so on with the fic! Oh and Please review
A Fresh Start Ch. 3
Yuuri slowly trailed his hands up and down Wolfram's arms. The blonde sighed lightly at the comforting gesture, feeling his muscles and his mind relax under the attention of his boyfriend. Tender hands trailed back up once more before gliding across the blue uniform jacket covering a toned chest. Yuuri slid his hands down to the waistband of the blonde's pants, dipping his fingers barely underneath before ghosting back up again. He felt a shiver run through Wolfram and knew he was enjoying the attention. He slowly turned his love around and rested his hands lightly on the blonde's shoulders before moving down and slowly undoing the clasps on the jacket.
Wolfram was nervous. More nervous than he could ever remember being. He trusted Yuuri with everything, but if this was leading to what he thought it was, it was a huge step for the both of them. He wanted the black haired boy, had wanted him desperately for a very long time. But he never imagined he would actually have him this way. Now that it was right in his face, he didn't know what to do, so he froze.
Yuuri glanced at Wolfram's face. His big emerald eyes were wide with shock and perhaps a little fear. He noticed how Wolf had gone completely still and was slightly worried. He thought that the boy would've wanted something like this, he never expected him to freeze up in fear.
"Wolf? Hey Hun you ok?" Wolfram blinked himself out of his thought and looked deeply into Yuuri's eyes, almost as if searching for something. Both boys remained silent, as Yuuri patiently waited for the blonde to reply. He watched as different emotions ran through those big green eyes. Fear, nervousness, uncertainty, desire, determination and finally love. Yuuri was slightly surprised to see so much love in the boy's eyes, and all for him. After what seemed like an eternity, Wolf slid his slender fingers into silky black locks and pulled the boy into a slow and very sweet kiss. Lips brushed tenderly together, barely touching before Yuuri lightly slid his tongue along the blonde's lower lip, pleading for entrance. Surprised, Wolf let a small gasp giving Yuuri the opportunity to slip into the sweet cavern and drink in the blonde's intoxicating taste.
With Wolfram distracted by the deep kiss, Yuuri let his hands wander back to the blue jacket and finished undoing the clasps, before slipping the material off of his arms. When his hands met the soft material of the white undershirt the black haired boy had the urge to growl in frustration. He swiftly began undoing the seemingly endless amounts of buttons trying to move as quickly as possible. His need to feel the baby soft porcelain skin he knew he would find was becoming unbearable. His fingers began fumbling in his rush and he reluctantly broke the kiss to better see what he was doing.
Wolfram let a whimper of protest when Yuuri broke the contact between their lips. He looked at the boy in confusion before noticing the difficulty his lover was having with the shirt. Chuckling lightly he moved to undo it himself, only to have his hand batted away. Yuuri gave a triumphant grin when the last button finally gave way and the white material parted to reveal the pale, muscled chest underneath.
Wolfram gasped as Yuuri latched onto his neck while quickly slipping the shirt from his shoulders. The ebony haired boy nibbled his way down to the blonde's collar bone and sucked on it mercilessly, making sure to leave a mark. Once satisfied with his work he continued to trail down onto the boy's chest, barely brushing his lips along the smooth expanse of flesh until he came upon a rosy nipple. He gently brushed his fingertips over the protruding bud before licking curiously at it. The blonde gave a low, encouraging moan. Yuuri smirked slightly before closing his mouth over the small spot, sucking and nibbling with vigor. He moved across to the other rosy bud, giving it the same attention before trailing his lips down to the blonde's toned stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into the tiny belly button and moving even further to the waistband of his pants.
He swiftly undid the button before looking up to Wolfram. The blonde was flushed and heavily panting through kiss swollen lips. Yuuri gave a devilish smirk and leaned forward, pulling the blonde's zipper down with his teeth. Tan hands smoothed up Wolf's thighs, over his hips and grasped the material of his uniform pants, slowly pulling it down. He grasped the blonde's leg, just below the knee and gently pulled the material over and off of one pale foot before moving onto the other. Once he was finished with his task, Yuuri stood and took his love's hand, leading him over to their enormous bed.
Wolfram slowly lowered himself to the plush surface of the bed and stretched out. Yuuri watched the arousing display for a moment, before pouncing on the boy.
Gwendal cautiously entered Gunter's room. He was nervous, and confused. He didn't understand what made Gunter so upset, he just knew it was his fault and he had to figure out a way to fix it. He watched the lavender haired man for a moment, noticing his shoulders were shaking with hushed sobs.
"Gunter I…." The man quickly turned to look at Gwendal.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to find out this way." Or at all he added as an after thought. Gwendal looked confused. He didn't understand what Gunter was going on about, wasn't he at fault here?
"What in the world are you on about? You ran away crying because of something I did, didn't you?" Gunter's eyes snapped up to meet the other mans questioning gaze. He was surprised; he could have sworn that everyone had figured him out, especially Gwendal himself. He had been positive that they knew he was in love with ebony haired man and it scared him half to death, so he ran. Now he felt even more foolish, well that and relieved. He let a small chuckle out and gave Gwen a smile.
"I'm sorry Gwen. I overreacted for no reason. You know how I can get." He waved his hand dismissively, hoping it was convincing. However when the brunette scowled at him, he knew he wouldn't get off that easily. Gwendal walked over and pulled the lavender haired man up by the arm and dragged him out of the room. They walked for what seemed like forever to Gunter who was concentrating on the warm hand wrapped around his wrist. He was jerked from his daydreaming when Gwendal came to an abrupt halt and opened the door to his own bedroom. He quickly pulled Gunter in before closing and locking the door. He turned to the confused man and motioned for him to sit down on the bed. Gwen walked to a chest by the window, and pulled out some bandages and such to take care of the other man's wounds.
"First I'm going to wrap your hands, and then you aren't going anywhere until this whole thing is straightened out." Gunter moved to speak, but Gwendal interrupted him before he got the chance. "I want the truth too, no half assed excuses." He gave a weak nod and lowered his gaze to the floor while the brunette cleaned and bandaged his hands.
Once that was taken care of, Gwendal sat down next to Gunter and motioned for him to speak. The lavender haired man nervously ran his hands through his long silky locks before glancing back at Gwendal. The look on the man's face was one of curiosity and slight irritation, which made Gunter even more nervous.
"I…I thought t-that…well I…" Gunter continued to stutter, trying to find the courage to tell the brunette what really caused him to become so upset. Gwendal's eyes softened slightly and he rested a hand on the other man's shoulder to get his attention. Purple eyes trailed up to meet the concerned gaze of the brunette, and he immediately became lost in the warm depths of Gwendal's stare.
"It's ok Gunter, you can tell me anything." He kept his gaze on the other man, awaiting a response. Gunter seemed to calm slightly at this, as if giving in to the fact that he would have to just say it and get it over with. After another moment of silence, and a few deep breaths, Gunter looked into Gwendal's eyes as calmly as he could manage.
"I-I'm sorry, I thought that everyone had discovered my secret and I-I j-just panicked." Gwendal raised a slender brow and waited for the other man to continue. Gunter took a tan hand into his own pale one and continued.
"I'm in love with you Gwen."