Fifteen minutes ficlet
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.