Nanika O Eru Tame Ni Nanika O Ushinatte Daremo Ga Kizutsuiteru

Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters from Kyou Kara Maou.

Some Japanese words used:

Maou: Demon King

Yuuri heika: Your majesty Yuuri.

I thought it fitting to put the title in Romanized Japanese but I couldn't put the full thing for the posted one so I wrote it here too as you can see above. I got this line from one of Gackt's songs called Mirror. This story was inspired by his songs Hoshi no Suna and Last Song and also evil plot bunnies popping into my mind at night.

Sorry for my rambling and now onto the story and hope you enjoy!

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The sun stood proudly in the clear blue sky, reflecting the happy and excited atmosphere within Blood Pledge Castle. Wolfram von Bielefeld faced the mirror in his room simply gazing at his wedding suit, for he was finally getting married after having to wait two long years.

He felt excited yet nervous at the same time, though with a little painful tug at his heart, but letting it go for that was in the past. He couldn't wait to finally walk down the aisle to be wed to the one he had unexpectedly fallen in love with. Wolfram could hear the guests chatting animatedly away, waiting for the ceremony to begin. A knock on the door tore him away from his thoughts as he quietly gave the person permission to enter.

"Wolf, are you ready?" His mother Lady Cecil asked eagerly.

Giving her a nod his mother squealed with joy, hugging him to her bosom. Letting him go she gave him a sad smile, though Wolfram didn't notice, quickly changing it to a happy grin while she dragged him away to commence his big day. Walking along side her, Wolfram couldn't help but wonder at the sudden turn of events that had taken place during the last two years. It had been an unexpected one, but was happy none the less. He felt nervous butterflies in his stomach to the point of wanting to stop, and running back into his room. However, he wasn't going to let his nerves ruin his special day.

"Wolfram!" Someone shouted.

Wolfram looked to the person who had shouted his name from down the hall to see Greta decked out in a beautiful gown, running towards as she gave him a hug when she finally neared. Wolfram hugged her back, squeezing her just a little tightly as his heart gave another small painful tug. He stared at her carefully, observing how much she had grown into a beautiful young lady. He gave her a small smile as she settled herself back into line.

The heavy wooden doors to the same room Yuuri had his coronation in opened. His mother stood by his side, elegantly linking her arms with his for she was the one that was going to lead him down the aisle. Music floated through the opened doors as the line started moving down the aisle. Wolfram waited patiently while the others made their way. While the others settled in place, Wolfram and Lady Cecil slowly progressed their way through as every guest stood facing them, showing their respect. Finally they reached the grand stairway leading to the alter as his mother gave him another hug, going to her designated seat.

Wolfram stood in front of his soon-to-be husband, looking him in the eyes. His partner gave him an affectionate and loving smile before taking his hands into his own, turning to face the priestess Ulrike. After the vows were exchanged the newlyweds made their way to the reception hall to celebrate their day with family and friends. Wolfram and his husband shared their first dance together while everyone watched them with content smiles on their faces.

Feeling secure and loved within the arms of his love, Wolfram laid his head on his shoulder, closing his eyes slowly swaying to the music. The music came to an end, bringing Wolfram out of his peaceful daze, opening his eyes slowly. He went back to the main table where he and his husband were meant to sit.

Throughout the reception Wolfram danced with the few people he loved and cared for, especially Greta who seemed to find it amusing to constantly drag him to the dance floor. The party was still in full blast so Wolfram left to walk around the garden. He came to a stop in front of the flowerbed where his mother had named flowers after him and his two brothers. Smiling softly Wolfram continued to gaze at the flowers when he felt a presence behind him.

"Wolfram…"

"Yuuri…" He replied just as quietly.

Yuuri came and kneeled beside him as he too gazed at the flowers. They stayed in companionable silence not wanting to break the peaceful moment. However, that didn't last long as they were interrupted.

"Wolf."

Wolfram stood up, looking behind him to see his husband standing there. Yuuri stood as well though chose to stay silent.

"Give me a minute." Wolfram softly requested.

His husband nodded in understanding, leaving him alone. Wolfram didn't make any movements still looking at the same spot where his lover had stood a few seconds ago. Suddenly he turned towards Yuuri, giving him a hard look. Yuuri was taken aback, but knew he deserved it.

"Listen and listen well, because I'm only going to say this once." Yuuri gave him his consent with a nod, "I'm married now and will be leaving tomorrow morning to live with my husband so from here on now I'm nothing but another loyal subject to the Maou. There's nothing left between us anymore as you had broken the engagement three years ago. I had waited seven long years for you to accept me, but it never happened and now it's been ten years since that day you proposed to me. Now I'm with someone else who loves me in return. However, I'll write to Greta for I love her as my own and she may visit me whenever she wishes though strictly based on your permission. This is goodbye and anything we had in the past ends here. Farewell Yuuri heika." Wolfram bowed, but not before slipping a piece of paper into his hand and giving him one last look. Walking away from the one whom he had thought he would be happily married to one day, a tear slipped out, making a trail down his cheeks, signifying their bitter parting from each other.

Yuuri looked down at the piece of paper clasped in his hands, slowly opening it to read the content inside. Finally the tears he had been holding back spilled freely, smudging the immaculate writing, as the words written on it resounded in his head, bringing about a harsh, cold truth which he had been denying ever since the news of Wolfram's engagement to another was announced. As he reread it images of what could have been flashed within his mind all being nothing but "what ifs" of regret.

Dear Yuuri,

In order to get something, you have to lose something and someone will be hurt.

Love,

Wolfram

In the end Yuuri had gotten his freedom, but only to end up losing the one person who meant the world to him, and in the process hurting him because of his own selfish gain.

Owari

Hope you enjoyed this and sorry for all the Yuuri fans, but I just think Wolfram deserves someone who can love him. I'm still a full supporter of them because to me they're the best pairing ever. Oh and if you haven't figured it out yet, the title was revealed in the piece of paper Wolfram gave Yuuri. Please leave me a review as I would like to know your opinions on this and whether you actually liked it or not.