Fifteen minutes ficlet

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Word : Fever

Fandom : Full Met... oops, Kyou Kara Maoh.

Characters / Pairing : YuuriWolfram


When Yuuri opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Wolfram's face. A worried face.

The Maoh tried to speak, but the other shook his head.

- You're sick, Yuuri. You fainted yesterday, during the ceremony... everyone was scared ! You... stupid ! It was a very important ceremony, and you... and you...

The face was not worried anymore, but angry. With Wolfram, it was the same thing. Yuuri restrained himself from laughing.

- Conrad had to carry you to your bed, and Gunther was screaming, and Gwendal was shouting at the guards... and all that because you, the Maoh, had a fever !

- Wolfram, calm down, orderred Conrad's cool voice. Now he seems to be doing much better. Everyone can be sick, Wolfram.

- Not him !

- Wolfram...

- And if he does the same thing at our wedding ?

- Wolfram, Yuuri won't do the same thing at your wedding.

- Wolfram I...

- You shut up !

- Wolfram !

The blond went out from the room and Conrad sighed.

- I..., tried Yuuri.

- No problem, he's just worrying too much. Everyone is worrying, in fact.

- Sorry, Conrad.

- No problem. You'll probably get up soon, and tomorrow we will play baseball together.

- And Wolfram...

- He will just look at us and menace me if I try to steal him his fiancé. Don't worry Yuuri.

The Maoh smiled and tried to get up. He felt so warm and sick...

- Yuuri, don't move.

- I really fainted ?

- Yes, you really did.

- And... what was Wolfram doing ?

- He was crying.

- ... crying ?!

- Yes. He believed you were dead.

- He did so ?

- Yes.

- Oh... I'm sorry...

- You don't have to.

They said nothing during a few minutes, then Conrad got up.

- I suppose I have to leave you, my brother will probably come back soon.

- Thank you...

- No problem.

He left the room and, indeed, Wolfram came back soon.

THE END.