Has been fixed, not rewritten.
My second Kyou Kara Maou fanfic, enjoy! It's kind of a crossover with Wanted, you know the one with Angelina Jolie? Anyways I'm going to be using some ideas from that movie, don't own. I also made a mistake in one of my earlier fics. In 'Good Knight My Dark Knight', I said that 'Forget Me Not' was a Conyuu fic. Well it's actually the Wolfyuu-Conyuu fic, and 'Hope never dies' was the Conyuu.
Chapter 1: Gone
Disclaimer: Don't own Kyou Kara Maou. If I did... Yuri would already be married to Wolf or with Conrad... And I'd be RICH! (insert evil laugh here)
'Forget me not':
A WolfYuu-Conyuu story.
Shibuya Yuri walked slowly down thin hallway and entered a room, with walls covered in a crimson substance, and in the center of the room was a figure, drenched in blood. He couldn't see it clearly, because it was faced away from him, making crunching and sloshing noises. The smell of the room was horrid and Yuri couldn't stop himself from gagging, or entering. He looked from side to side and saw the ground littered with corpses, some were missing some significant body parts, and others were completely torn in half. His eyes drifted back towards the slumped over figure and Yuri heard the door slam shut, breaking the attention of the figure from whatever was preoccupying it before. Its head snapped back and it stood to its full height, which was a good five inches taller than Yuri, before turning to face the intruder.
Yuri gasped when he saw it. The figure had long black hair, reaching to the middle of his back, and was streaked with thick dark blue streaks, that was a startling contrast to his eyes. His irises were blood red and flashing to a set of dark gray eyes, that looked beyond Yuri, like it didn't see him. What was most startling though was the face, that was definitely a mirror image to Yuri's own, but an animalistic look replaced Yuri's frequent one of happiness. It opened its mouth and let out a feral snarl and large fangs were visible. It dropped what it had been chewing on, making a loud thud on the floor and Yuri saw that it had been a severed arm. Yuri blinked and he could feel his doppleganger behind him now, which made itself apparent when Yuri felt it breathing down his neck. Yuri turned his body quickly to face his assailant and saw the gray eyes staring back.
"...Are you here to kill me...?" The older man asked in a hopeful tone.
Yuri felt his body start to shake, and he took a step back, trying to distance himself. The man looked sad for a moment before laughing in a low tone.
"I'm sorry... You are nothing but a child. You must leave now, while I have control over myself. If you continue to stay, I can't be held responsible for my actions." He paused for a moment, but continued. "You should go 'home', it' be a shame for you to be so far from family right now." he finished quietly and Yuri, reluctantly walked towards him. The door was on the other side of him after all.
Before Yuri closed the door though, he asked the man a question.
"...Who are you?" It was simple, but Yuri has never expected to shiver when the man answered.
"I would have thought it was obvious... I'm you." Yuri watched as the man's eyes changed from the calming gray to crimson and suddenly leap onto him.
Both crashed into the wall opposite to the door and Yuri opened his eyes, just his other self leaned in and sank his teeth into the flesh of Yuri's neck.
Yuri snapped his eyes open to see Wolfram staring down at him, shaking him back and forth. He blinked a few times trying to clear his vision and heard as Wolfram scoffed at him.
"Honestly you wimp, only you'd be weird enough to start screaming in the middle of the night." Wolfram stated.
A dream? Was that all it was? But it was so real... And what did he mean by going home? Yuri stopped staring when Wolfram waved his hand in front of his face, breaking Yuri from his thoughts. Yuri looked at Wolfram and saw that he was still clad in the familiar royal blue uniform, at... Yuri looked at his watch... Three in the morning. He looked closer and noticed that he looked slightly dishevled, and unkempt. His blue coat was unbuttoned and the white shirt underneath not tucked in. Not to mention that his hair looked like it had not been brushed.
"...Wolfram, why are you dressed?" Yuri asked innocently, and Wolfram panicked a little.
"... I was called to go on a scouting trip last night and just got back in..." Yuri nodded, choosing instead to swallow the obvious lie and retrieved his pillow off the ground. He had a pretty good idea of what Wolfram had been doing, but didn't want to confront him about it. "Never mind me, what were you dreaming about that made you start screaming like that?"
Yuri paled significantly, before answering. "...It's nothing important... Just a nightmare."
"... I bet you'd tell that damn Weller, if he asked." Wolfram said looking at the ground.
The action had startled Yuri and he looked at Wolfram with a confused look. "... No, I mean it. This is nothing to worry about, I must have just eaten too many sweets after din..." Yuri never got to finish, because Wolfram had grabbed Yuri's face and pulled him into a bruising kiss.
Yuri was about to object, but realized that this was what he wanted too, and started to kiss back, but Wolfram pulled away before he could. "... You always think of my damn half-breed brother before me, your own fiance!" Wolfram hissed out, low enough not to wake anyone. "... I'm sick of it... Even if you don't return any of my feelings... And even if you never look at me the same, I don't care..."
Wolfram ripped at the buttons holding together Yuri's pajamas and pulled his shirt off, against Yuri's protesting. He then pulled Yuri's wrists together and held them high above his head, pinning him to the mattress.
"Wolf... I don't wan..." Wolfram used his other free hand to cover Yuri's mouth to stop his talking and Yuri struggled against the grip of the soldier, but to no avail.
"I told you Yuri... I'm tired of you stringing me along everyday... You are my fiance and I want you to act like it." After saying this Wolfram removed his hand and trailed nips and bites along Yuri's shoulder, moving lower, and drawing blood each time. It had been painful, but Yuri bared through it, trying not to yell out each time it happened. He was actually afraid... This would be his first time going through this and he didn't know a thing about male sex. Sure he knew the mechanics, but nothing about the preparation. Wolfram used his free hand and pulled down Yuri's pants, taking the black underwear with it, in one fluid motion, leaving Yuri bare to the world. Yuri whimpered and tried to pull his arms back down again to cover himself, but Wolfram was having none of that. Instead, he flipped Yuri over and used his weight to hold him to the bed.
"Get on your knees Yuri..." Wolfram said in a husky tone and Yuri squeaked in reply. He felt Wolfram grab a section of his hair lifting his head to meet Wolfram's gaze. "Yuri... Don't make me say it again." The look in Wolfram's eyes was enough and Yuri did as he was told.
Yuri could hear Wolfram fumbling with his belt and heard as it clanked to the floor. "Wolf please, I'm not rea..." Yuri had tried to tell Wolfram that he wasn't ready to take this step yet, but Wolfram silenced him and positioned himself behind Yuri.
Yuri felt something in him break when Wolfram entered him, it wasn't the ripping pain erupting from Yuri with each hard stroke. No, this was something entirely different, something just broke and Yuri was afraid it couldn't be put back together again... Wolfram dug his fingernails into the sensitive flesh at Yuri's waist at an attempt to steady the young man beneath him, but only succeeded in gouging out long scratches. Yuri yelled out in pain but Wolfram only pushed into him further and raked his nails across Yuri's upper back, marking him. Finally, Yuri could feel Wolfram start to climax and he hit that spot that made Yuri yell out in pleasure, hitting it over and over again, until he spilt his seed inside Yuri. Wolfram removed himself, pulled his pants back on, and walked out the door, leaving Yuri in a curled up position on the bed.
Yuri woke up the next morning and his body was in shambles. Never in his life did he think that he was ever going to go through anything that hurt so much. He wanted nothing more than to lay in bed all day, but if he didn't show up for breakfast the others would began to wonder if he was sick, and come rushing to his aid. This was something he definitely didn't want to explain to anyone right now. He lifted himself gently out of bed and ripped the bloody sheets of the bed, choosing instead to burn the evidence, instead of allowing the maids to find it. He walked into the bathroom and washed his body of last night's interaction with Wolfram, and pulled on his usual black uniform before stepping out of his room. Yuri struggled to walk straight, as he passed the guards and maids, trying not to raise too much suspicion.
Wolfram had not been gentle in the least, and Yuri knew it was because he had put off a consensual relationship with him for as long as possible. It's my fault, I should have been more attentive to his feelings, he thought to himself. Recently, Yuri had been going over his standing on same sex relationships and had figured that as long as you loved the person it shouldn't matter if they were male or female. Yuri had come to realize that he did in fact have strong feelings for the blond Mazoku and had meant to tell him the other night, but ended up falling asleep, waiting. When Wolfram did come back... They did other things. Not that Yuri was complaining or anything... But he never did tell Wolfram those three little words that he meant to in the first place.
Yuri reached the huge oak door of the dining room and upon seeing his arrival the guards opened them for him.
"Ah, agrigato." He said appreciatively, before entering and taking his seat, eliciting a nod from each of them.
This received a glare from Wolfram as he sat down, and Yuri flinched slightly. Wolfram had never really understood why Yuri chose to treat his subjects like this. They were subjects, nothing more nothing less, and they didn't deserve to be treated with such respect.
"Did you sleep well heika?" Conrad asked as he sat down.
"Did you hit your head or something Conrad?" Yuri asked pointing to himself. "You named me, so call me Yuri." he said, trying to avoid the question altogether, Conrad chuckled.
"Of course Yu-ri." He said back, making Yuri smile.
The normal breakfast conversation had ensued and soon everyone was laughing; having a good time, but this was interrupted when the doors flew open revealing Yuri's, older brother, Shori.
"Yuri..." He said around labored breaths. "... I have some bad news... Our parents died a few hours ago in a car crash. I just found out about it myself and rushed over here to tell you." He finished, and everyone gasped at the news, but returned their gaze to their king.
He had turned a sickly color and kept his own gaze to the table, avoiding all contact with the others. ...Is this what he meant? When he said I should not be far from family? How did he know? Yuri thought to himself, and started shaking. Conrad had never seen Yuri in such a state before, it scared him a little, but he reached out in an attempt to soothe the young man. Yuri flinched away from Conrad's touch, slipping backwards and bringing the huge dining room chair with him in the process.
"...Ah, Gomen." He mumbled out, then turned to Shori. "You came here to get me right? To go back to Earth?" The older man nodded and Yuri looked towards Gwendal for approval. He nodded and both double blacks left the room.
Two weeks later in Shin Makoku...
Conrad dutifully noted the the dark clouds that littered the sky, as a testament of his Yuri's feelings. The news of his parents left the boy broken, and he ended up going deep into a depression. One that even his adopted daughter, Greta, had not been able to help him from. Conrad could feel his heart snapping at the sight of the forlorn young man.
Every heart has its secrets and Conrad was no exception. He has successfully harbored this secret since his godson became Maou, at the age of fifteen. The truth was, he had slowly fallen in love with the seventeen year old, and how could he not? After all Yuri was kind, honest, loving and caring. All the things a ruler should be. In a short amount of time he was able to win the respect and admiration of many countries that had previously hated Shin Makoku. As well as the trust and faith of his own people. Someone would have to have a heart made of ice to not love his person. These were just a few things that had caught Conrad's attention.
Yuri's ideals have relatively stayed the same, since his arrival two years ago. He tries his hardest to see the good in people, but has realized that sometimes even that is not enough. That doesn't stop him from trying though.
These past two years have changed Yuri from the skittish, naive child he was when he first came here, into a mature young man, that isn't afraid to voice himself. It was thanks to Gunter's lessons, that he was able to understand the traditions of Shin Makoku, and the demon language. Due to this, he no longer required Gwendal's assistance in understanding the documents and he didn't complain when he had to spend the entire day indoors, completing said documents. He even sometimes finished extra, so that he could have time alone the next day.
Recently though he'd been slacking, and for a good reason. He has had to go back to Earth numerous times and set up the funeral arrangements of his parents. Both him and his brother agreed that it would be best if they were buried in Shin Makoku, since it's the birthplace of they're father and they're mother has always wanted to visit...
Conrad understands what it is like to lose a family member, especially a parent, because he too has lost his father to age. But to lose both parents, in the blink of an eye, and far before someone would expect them to, is torture. Because of this, Conrad has kept his feelings hidden, not wanting to burden Yuri with a sudden confession. He always placed Yuri's well being far above his own, as any soldier should do, even if he has to suffer, and boy he was suffering. Every time he sees Yuri, he is overwhelmed with the sudden urge to get rid of the heavy burden in his heart. He has been able to keep himself in check so far, but recently he's been getting much worse. Something in him has been threatening to shatter into a million pieces, and he has been avoiding Yuri because of it. His oldest brother, Gwendal, has noticed a change in Conrad, but hasn't confronted him until now.
"Conrad!" Gwendal called out over the roar of the storm that had developed, breaking the captain out of his reverie.
Conrad glanced up to see the familiar hunter green uniform of his brother and his lover, Gunter Von Kleist trailing after. "Is something wrong Gwendal?" He asked.
"... I was going to ask you the same thing, you've been acting odd lately. Like trying to avoid heika..." Gwendal tried but Conrad shook his head.
"... I just thought that he might want his space right now... What with the death of his parents..." He whispered.
"... Yes, but that doesn't explain why you change directions when you see heika. He's starting to think he's being a nuisance to you and that's why you're avoiding him..." Gwendal said in his 'fix this now' voice.
Conrad understood that he may have been being a little too obvious, but he as pretty sure that Gwendal still had no idea...
"... I would love to Gwendal... But I have to train our soldiers right now... So tomorrow..." Gwendal gave Conrad a glare.
"No... you will do it now. He's sitting over by the fountain Gunter and I will watch you as you do, to make sure you don't leave, or else..." Conrad paled slightly, but nodded, and made his way towards the fountain.
He traveled down a less used corridor, one that the maids used and was quicker in getting to the courtyard, when he heard the unmistakable sounds of sex. He felt himself turn red and quickly walked past the room, but froze when he heard the voices the sounds came from.
"You're a little slut...Now say you want me..." He heard the voice of his younger brother say, over the animalistic grunts.
"...I want you... In me now..." The other responded, and from Conrad could tell, it was the voice of Edward, one of Wolfram's personal body guards.
Conrad knew he had listened enough, Wolfram had been cheating on Yuri, for who knows how long. Each time Yuri had been called a cheater by his little brother was reflecting on what he himself had been doing. Conrad banged loudly on the door and stepped in before its occupants could dive out the window or something. Wolfram looked at Conrad with a confused look on is face before changing to a glare.
"Weller, what do you want?" Wolfram asked, as his guard covered himself with the sheet and grabbed his clothes before running out the door. Wolfram was sitting on the bed shirtless, but still had his pants on, he had apparently been teasing the young soldier, just as Conrad walked in on them.
"'What do I want?'" Conrad repeated. "Wolfram, what the hell do you think you're doing? All this time... Calling Yuri a cheater, and you were doing this yourself, you hypocrite... The council could have you hanged for this... You do realized that right?" Conrad asked around clenched teeth.
"... What I do in my spare time is none of your concern Weller. As for Yuri, he cheats every chance he gets, and the council won't hang me, seeing as how I'm the only Von Bielfeld representing them in the castle." He sneered before continuing. "Besides Yuri is my fiance, I have the right to do what I please with him. You're too late Weller, I already took him weeks ago." Conrad's normally passive face suddenly contorted into one of rage, never in his life did he want to watch someone suffer, even if this was his little brother. Wolfram laughed, when Conrad clenched his hands so hard they started to bleed. "What? Did you think I didn't know? It's so obvious with the way you look at him... Get this through your head. He's. Mine, Weller." Something in the room made a clattering noise and both looked up to see none other than Yuri looking back, a blank look in his eyes.
He reached down and picked up the books that he dropped and walked out of the door. Conrad followed and heard Wolfram curse just as the door slammed shut. He ran in the direction Yuri went, but couldn't see him anywhere. Finally he spotted a mass of black hair laying down on the edge of the fountain, looking at the sky. Conrad approached him cautiously, not wanting to spook the young man. What am I thinking? This is Yuri, not a deer...
"Heika?" Conrad tried, eager to hear Yuri's reprimanding voice.
"Hmm?" Was the only reply he got.
Conrad flinched slightly, "..." He wasn't exactly sure of what to say in such a delicate situation, before he could say anything Yuri spoke up.
"...You don't have to say anything. Truth is, I kind of suspected this for awhile. I've just never caught him, until today." He finished quietly, sitting up to look at Conrad. "... Am I a bad person, to have made Wolfram wait so long...? I always thought that something like that should be done when both people are ready..." He asked, keeping his tone quiet.
Conrad felt the oozing sensation in his chest again, but ignored it. "You did nothing wrong, Wolfram is at fault." Yuri nodded but his tears spilled over anyway.
"... But I drove him to this... So it's my fault, not his..." Yuri bit out.
"It was Wolfram's decision, not yours. Please don't hold yourself at fault for his actions. You deserve so much better than this..." Conrad pleaded, he saw a figure move slightly on the balcony and realized Gwendal and Gunter said they were going to watch him.
They were most likely listening to every word of this conversation. The double black sniffled a couple of times, and rubbed at his eyes, trying to get rid of the tears. "Thanks Conrad, can you not tell anyone about this?" Conrad stiffened, but nodded. He wouldn't tell, but he couldn't speak for Gwendal and Gunter though...
Yuri stood up, but tensed. "Conrad, look out!" He yelled.
Conrad immediately drew his sword, and held it in front of him, searching for what had scared Yuri. He felt a sense of dread come over him and looked down at his feet to see a black mass grabbing at his boots. He brought his sword down on the creature, but it was too late, it lurched out and cover him from head to toe and he dropped his fighting stance.
"... Conrad?" Yuri tried, reaching out tentatively.
Conrad's body turned around so fast, and in an instant Yuri felt a fire in his abdomen. He looked down and saw Conrad's sword had pierced him through. Conrad smiled evilly and he pulled the blade up in a violent motion that made the sword gouge out a cavern between Yuri's ribs. Yuri stood there for a moment, trying to register what had happened, taking one last look at Conrad's now ice cold eyes, before falling backwards into the fountain. Gwendal and Gunter ran out of the building, swords drawn, just as Yuri's body disappeared in a blue flash, taking Conrad's sword with him.
"Gwen... We were too late..." Gunter whispered.
Conrad doubled over clutching his abdomen and couched violently, throwing up a black sludge. He finally reverted back to his true self, and stepped away from the sludge.
"That's a Midori..." Gunter answered after the sludge seemed to stop moving. "They only attack a those with a burden in their heart, and take over its actions, killing whoever is closest to them. They are supposed to be extinct though." The sludge moved quickly and dove into the water, where it fizzed out, joining Yuri's blood.
"...Oh, Shinou... What have I done?" Conrad said.
The others looked at him with remorse in their eyes, knowing that even though Conrad had not been in control, he had watched as his body killed the Maou, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Two months later...
Since Yuri's untimely death, nearly everyone has gone into seclusion, mourning the loss of perhaps one of the greatest rulers since Shinou. Conrad especially, he has only kept healthy in order to train the soldiers. He rarely sleeps any more, and even if he does his dreams are riddled with nothing but nightmares. Plagued forever by the sight of Yuri's lifeless eyes, and pale body as he fell back into the water. He'd live with these dreams for the rest of his life.
Conrad had just recently returned from a scouting trip to the border, apparently Little Shimaron had been acting strangely for the past few weeks, and no one could predict what their next move would be. For one of the first times this month, all the nobles of the castle, excluding Wolfram, had come together in one of the meeting rooms to discuss the best possible course of action.
"... Obviously we should do all in our power to avoid a possible outbreak of war." Gwendal said. "The last thing this country needs is that. Perhaps, a meeting could take place between our countries to discuss what has been happening?" He finished, going for the route that Yuri would have most obviously chose.
"Gwen, if we send representatives to their country, there's a chance they could see this as a threat. Perhaps another way should be chosen." Gunter said, and he was right.
"... Conrad what are your thoughts?" Gunter asked.
The entire room silenced, when he began to speak for one of the first time in two months. "... A meeting and discussion would be the route, but maybe we could set up a halfway point at the border. That way neither side is technically over their boundaries." Conrad stated.
. "Everyone who thinks this is the best alternative raise your hand." No one disagreed. "Conrad we'll be going with your plan, I call this meeting adjourned." Gwendal called out.
Everyone rose from their seats, but were stopped in their tracks when a man in what, Conrad thought, seemed to be his early thirties on Earth, barged through the door. He had black hair and was wearing an olive green shirt and black pants, but his eyes were obscured by round glasses. Conrad thought the man had reminded him of someone, then it hit.
"Geika?" He said in more of a whisper, when two guards came in behind the older man and tried to haul him out.
"Of all the infernal, yes I'm Murata. Now tell these buffoons to let me go, before I hurt them." He threatened.
The guards dropped him instantly when Gwendal glared at them, and left the room after a quick bow.
"What are you doing here? Yuri is the only one who now has the power to travel here from Earth..." Conrad asked.
"... I made Shinou keep just enough power in reserve for a couple of jumps, in case of emergency." Murata answered with a sly grin.
"Why are you so much older then?" Gunter asked next.
"... How long has it been here, since Yuri's disappearance?" Murata asked trying to make sense of it all.
"Around two months." Wolfram supplied and Murata blinked in confusion.
"Only two months...? On Earth it's been over fifteen years..."
"What?" All three nobles said simultaneously.
"... That doesn't make any sense..." He moaned frustrated, and continued. "But enough about that, Yuri is still alive." The entire room gasped at the news.
"... If Yuri is still alive, then why hasn't he come back to us?" Gunter said over all the tears.
"... That I'm not sure of, but I had Ulrike perform a search for him, and his life force is still beating. The problem is, when he came back he didn't phase back to the area he usually does. Ulrike can send us to his last known coordinates, but from there we're on our own." Murata stated.
Conrad immediately rose to the occasion, "Alright Weller, I'll leave it to you, but you need to have Yozak accompany you." Murata announced, he reached into his pocket and produced a credit card, handing it over.
"When do we leave?" Conrad asked in a hopeful tone, grabbing the card gratefully.
"... Now a good time for you?" Murata asked, and Conrad nodded.
About thirty minutes later, both Conrad and Yozak had strapped daggers to their side, and were standing in one of the pools. After Conrad had mentioned the fact that on Earth no one carried swords. That didn't mean they could carry weapons, just something a little more inconspicuous.
"Are you ready?" Ulrike asked in her small voice, and both men nodded. "I have no idea where this path will take you, only that it will place you in the vicinity where heika is currently. What you do from there is entirely up to you." She smiled, waving her hand over the water, and both men disappeared in a flash.
Once they were on Earth, Conrad looked around trying to figure out exactly where they had ended up. The scenery was nothing like what he had encountered in Japan, in fact this reminded him more of the time he had spent in Boston. The area was obviously a city park, and one that people visited often Conrad thought as he and Yozak stepped out of the lake. Conrad noticed the crowd that had gathered around the lake, looking at them suspiciously. It must have been quite a sight, now that he thought about it. Two men splashing around in a lake, dressed in garments that could possibly be from the medieval era here on Earth, carrying a dagger on their sides.
He was able to pull himself out of the lake, and figured the first thing they should do is get some actual Earth clothes.
"... Yozak, we should head into the city. First thing we need to do is get some different clothes." Conrad concluded, and Yozak agreed.
They walked down what seemed to be one of the busiest streets in the city, and had a hard time keeping track with each other. Conrad ended up picking a clothing store, just to get away from the crowds.
"Hello sirs, can I help you with anything?" A blond asked in English.
Conrad blinked a few times, before answering. "Actually yes, my friend and I need to purchase a few clothes, we kind of ruined the ones we're wearing..." He smiled and rubbed that back of his head.
"Of course, this way please." She said and Conrad motioned for Yozak to follow.
They ended up choosing just something basic, and easy to move around in. Conrad handed her the credit card and she swiped it quickly giving it back.
"Will that be all?" She said with a smile.
"Actually I was wondering if you happen to sell maps of the area? We're kind of new to the area, and well..." She reached below the counter and pulled out a couple of maps, handing them to him.
"How much do I owe you?" Conrad asked and she gave him another smile.
"Don't worry about it." He nodded and walked out the door, Yozak following.
"Taichou, I heard the kiddo speak his language before and that sounded nothing like it..." Conrad heard Yozak say over the sound of all the cars.
"... She spoke english, and these maps say that we are nowhere near Japan. We are in New York City..."