Author's Note: This is a dual effort between me and a friend of mine. We actually met during the rp that this fanfiction has stemmed from. I have taken our rp and changed it to fit a more 'novel' like look. The dialogue is very similar to what was in the rp, as are most of the actions of the characters. Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
Wolfram walked quietly through the forest. His men were spread out amongst the trees around him. Though he couldn't see any of them. His horse was left by the road, tied to a tree for when he returned. The day was warm, but not too much so that he needed to remove his jacket. Patrols had been peaceful over the last few months. Dai Cimeron had kept to themselves, bandits had traveled further from the castle. It was just another day as far as Wolfram was concerned, however he enjoyed his time outside the castle. He felt more freedom while he was able to patrol the grounds and perimeters. Though it was only one of his duties, it was his most favorite, aside from protecting Yuuri.
It had been years since Yuuri first came to Shin Makoku and claimed the royal seat of the 27th Maoh. Though not much had changed within the kingdom, Yuuri had slowly started to show affection to Wolfram. More so than as a friend. At first, Wolfram assumed he was playing a trick on him, even causing him to be upset, but slowly, Yuuri started to show his affection more often. Wolfram himself had fallen for the boy from Earth after a year of their 'forced' engagement. His attachments at first were out of duty and the need to protect his own honor. However he couldn't properly share his emotions for fear it would ruin the friendship they had developed.
Wolfram smiled to himself at the thoughts. He stepped over a fallen log and barely missed a small puddle of gathered water from a previous rain storm. Small twigs snapped under his brown, leather boots as he walked. The forest seemed empty of trouble, as it had for weeks. He sighed, hands on his hips as he looked around. It would be time to meet up with his men near the road and he turned to begin his journey back.
"Wolfram!" A man's voice called from behind him, followed by the rustle of leaves and thin breaking branches. The voice was unfamiliar yet knew his name. Wolfram turned at the sound and took an immediate step backward. A man, taller than he, stood nearly against him.
"Who are you?" Wolfram asked, reaching for his sword, his hand rested upon the hilt. Then he looked at the man, his eyes widened. "Y-you're a double black." He said his eyes meeting his face. He stepped back once only to have his wrist grabbed. "What do you think you're doing?" He growled at the man. Something told him, this man wasn't good news.
"Don't walk away like that. I only just found you!" The man said pulling on his wrist then let go. "I've heard so much about you, you really are just as I've heard!" He smiled at him, dark eyes meeting emerald.
Wolfram tensed a little even though his hand fell away from his sword. "Who are you?" He asked again. He didn't like the man, almost immediately. His disregard for personal space and respect apparent.
The man seemed to either have not heard him, or completely ignored the question as he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wolfram's arms pulling him into a tight hug. "Now, you are going to come home with me."
Wolfram, very alarmed, tried to shove himself away from the man. "What? No I am most certainly not!" He yelled. When the man released slightly, he thought he was free. However he found himself suddenly lifted from the ground and tossed over the man's shoulder. "What do you think you're doing?!"
The man chuckled at his reaction. "Now Wolfie, what do you want to do today?" He asked as he started walking.
Wolfram kicked and pushed with his hands trying to get down or at the very least, reach his sword. "Put me down!" He yelled as he continued to thrash. "I'd love to return back to the castle and protect my fiancé!"
The man managed to hold him as he walked, albeit a slow pace. "I don't think that is possible. You are coming back to earth with me or we could randomly go and visit Dai Cimaron or we could go and visit Yuuri. Would you hug him for me if we did that?"
Wolfram's eyes widened at the man's words. He couldn't be serious. "Dai Cimaron? Are you insane?! And Yuuri is at the castle! I'd hug him for me. No one else is allowed to hug him!"
"Well isn't it pretty over there at Dai Cimaron? And I think I would get to Yuuri before you could. I would fight through you and Conrart and even Gunter to be able to give Yuuri one hug."
"You. Are. Insane. I can't just show up in Dai Cimaron. It's suicide!" Wolfram cried as he once again tried to get himself down. The blood rushed to his head as he was partially upside down. How did the man know so much about him and his brothers? Wolfram had never seen him before and with black hair and eyes, he certainly would have known about him. "And you stand no chance. Especially since you failed to mention Gwendel. Now put me down already!"
"Oh?" the man smirked. "Most likely Gwendel will be doing something with Lady Annissina if I am correct. And I will not put you down. You are just so huggable and well so easy to carry." He thought for a moment, then remembered the pair of handcuffs he carried in his pocket. In most circumstances it would be considered simply coincidence that he had them. However, the man carried them with him at a regular basis. He smirked again and quickly dropped Wolfram, his hand gripping the Prince's sword sheath as he fell. The leather strap broke from the weight, coming lose in the man's hand. He bent over, before Wolfram was able to recover and snapped one cuff onto his thin wrist then attached the other to himself. There. Not even your Demon flame can make these cuffs come off." He smiled down at Wolfram. "Now where to first?"
Wolfram stared at the strange metal shackles aghast. "What have you done?!" Wolfram yelled as he stood and reached for his sword finding it no longer there. "What is the matter with you? This is kidnapping you hear me? And where is my sword?!" He tried to push the cuff off his wrist. It was similar to the shackles he'd seen in dungeons and such within his own world, but these were much different, and even more painful.
The man waved the sheath and sword in his other hand. "It's right here." He smiled at him. "And it's not kidnapping when it's willing. Right Wolfie?" He whispered into Wolfram's ear. "You know you like it!" He continue to walk in the direction he was going. "So how is your relationship with Yuuri doing? Anything sexy? Like more than a peck?" He asked looking back at him.
Pink touched the surface of Wolfram's cheeks. The question seemed very outlandish and extremely personal. "I-I hardly think that's any of your business!" He pulled on the cuffs again. The last thing he wanted was to be dragged heaven knows where with this strange man who knew too much about him. "Gah, stopit!"
"I think it is my business." The man said and stopped as he felt the backward tugging on his arm. "So you don't want to go to Blood Pledge Castle? I can't wait to see everyone's faces. Especially Yuuri's. He will now be allowed to call you the cheater, won't he?" He smirked at the smaller man beside him.
Wolfram's eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare tell him that! It's a lie and you know it! I am 100% faithful!" The blonde defended. How dare he call him a cheater? After these few years he'd never once done anything of the sort.
"Well yes, I know that, but these handcuffs could say differently couldn't they?" He smirked as he continued to pull Wolfram towards where he assumed the castle was. "So Wolfie dear, what were you doing all alone in this area anyway when I," The man hesitated. "Well convinced you to come with me?"
Wolfram growled in frustration. He pulled again and again, trying to get the wretched things off. "I was searching the area for ruffians." He glared at the man.
"Oh? Why were you searching for ruffians? Were you making sure it was safe to bring someone here? Yuuri perhaps? For some alone time?" He smirked knowing full well why Wolfram glared at him. He smirked in return. "You know, you're even better looking when you glare."
"It's my duty to protect him and the castle. Obviously." Wolfram rolled his eyes and looked away mumbling. "How do you even understand my language anyway?" He tried to pull it off but quickly became more and more frustrated.
"Well..Yuuri's mother gave me this." He took a small object from his ear and showed it to Wolfram before replacing it. "It translates languages. I'm guessing Lady Annissina made up this contraption, am I right? It's very nifty. Jennifer said that it fell from your pocket, Wolfie, right before you transported away. She gave it to me since she said it might be useful. And look it is!"
Wolfram was silent a moment then looked away. "Yeah, so what? How did you even get here?" He stopped walking altogether realizing he'd mentioned Yuuri's mother. How could he possibly be in Shin Makoku? He pulled harder on the handcuff. "Get this thing off me." He grunted as he looked at it, and tried to get it off once again.
The man was jerked to a stop. "Ouch! You know every time you pull on it, it hurts me as well." He glared at Wolfram. "So, the faster we get to the castle the faster you can get it off, right? You are such a wimp sometimes. Can't even handle being kidnapped." He smirked at him. "Wimp."
"Well I hate this thing- Did you just call me a wimp?!" Wolfram glared in return. "I'm not a wimp! Yuuri's the wimp! I'm way better than that!" His temper reverted him to a slight childish behavior before a thought struck him. "Aha! So you admit it! You've kidnapped a prince! Me, Wolfram von Bielefeld! You'll go to the dungeon for this, just you wait!" He huffed triumphantly folding his arms, disregarding the pull on the handcuffs.
The man was pulled closer to him, their bodies touching. "Ah...Yes!" He whispered into Wolfram's ear* "Wimp." His smirk widened. "You are a wimp. See, well I did technically kidnap you, but you are willingly coming along with me aren't you? Even if you are just standing there and pouting." He leaned his face closer to Wolfram's. "You know, your lips look really kissable right now."
"I am not! You-" Wolfram's face reddened. "I have a fiance. That's completely out of line."
"Ah, but your fiance doesn't have to know. Mmm." The man continued to stare at Wolfram's lips. "They really do look very kissable. Has Yuuri kissed those lips more than once?"
Wolfram stepped back a little. "That's none of your business. Stop looking at me like that."
"Oh, I think it is my business." He smiled and moved close enough to lick Wolframs cheek. "So how many times has he kissed you?"
Wolfram's eyes widened, cheeks pinking further. "S-stop asking such inappropriate questions!" He pushed the man away and rubbed his cheek with the back of his free hand.
"Oh? Why? Just because you ask me to?" He smirked even more. You're really cute when you blush, Wolfie. I can see why Yuuri has fallen in love with you."
Wolfram frowned. "Because it's none of your business!" He said, flustered. "Stop that." He crossed one arm over his chest.
"Stop what? Stop telling you good things about you and Yuuri? I don't think I could even if I tried." The man grinned." So. Have you two gone farther than kissing?"
"J-just stop saying unnecessary things." Wolfram's eyes narrowed a little. "Like that."
"Like what? You know that you can't stop thinking about it can you? All the things you want to do to him and that you want him to do to you."
Wolfram's face flushed in embarrassment and anger. "Would you quit that! That is a private matter between two people."
"No I will not quit it because I like making you blush. And you're blushing because you know what I'm talking about! So, Wolfie what kind of fantasies do you have of king Yuuri?"
Wolfram scowled. "I refuse to answer such questions."
"And you only refuse because you don't wish for me to know, because then I just may tell Yuuri. Correct?" He smirked. "You know, every single expression you make is attractive."
"Hmpf!" Wolfram turned around, frustrated that he couldn't use his hand the way he wanted. "I don't have to play your game."
"Oh? I think you do! I have you handcuffed to me, yes? I am in control of this situation. And even if you could use your fire you would still have me attached to you. Right?" His smirk widened and he started to pull Wolfram towards the castle again.
"Ack!" Wolfram was pulled back around at the movement. He stumbled and tried to catch himself. He growled in frustration at the man's back. "I still don't have to talk to you." He clamped his mouth shut and nodded.
"That is true. But aren't you curious on why I stole you in the first place?"
Wolfram's mouth opened but he quickly closed it looking away. He silently fought with himself for a few minutes. "Fine. Yes, I want to know your purposes for kidnapping a Prince of the Demon Tribe."
"To see Yuuri's reaction of course!" The man smiled spreading his free arm out. He looked around the forest. The sun had started setting some minutes ago and darkness was quickly coming. "Ah we should make camp for the night, don't you agree? And I'm not kidnapping you I'm borrowing you. Big difference sweetheart."
Wolfram balked. "You're only wanting to see Yuuri's reaction? The hell is the matter with you? And yes. You are." He glared then turned his head away. "Kidnapping, is kidnapping. No way around it."
"It's not kidnapping. At least not in my dictionary. Also, I want to see his reaction because I'm an old friend of his. I can't wait to see the others reaction as well. I wonder what your oldest brother Gwendel will think of us being hand cuffed together." The man mused, fully aware Wolfram could hear him.
"Is this all just some plan of yours to embarrass me in front of everyone?" Wolfram huffed angrily.
The man's eyebrows lifted. "Oh, no. No, no, no, no. Nothing like that silly Wolfie. It's something to embarrass Yuuri! Didn't you always want to see Yuuri embarrassed or really enraged but doesn't go into Maoh mode? I think it will be interesting."
"Embarrass Yuuri? Ha! He's too much of a wimp to even get it! And no, I've not. You, have problems. You say you're his friend but then you want to "experiment"? And quite calling me that name!"
"I am his friend. And that's what friends do best. Push their friends to see what they can handle and what they cannot handle. Don't you agree Wolfie?" He smiled.
Wolfram scowled at him. He wanted nothing more than to abandon the man in the forest. He immediately hated him. Everything he said rubbed him the wrong way and Wolfram just had a feeling that meeting this man would turn out to be something he'd regret for a long time.
Yuuri paced back and forth on the front steps of the castle. He'd wanted to send out a search party a mere hour after Wolfram had failed to return. He was restless, impatient. Something was right. His fears grew when Wolfram's men returned without him, his horse trailing behind them. He hurried down the steps to the leader of the squad.
"What has happened?" Yuuri asked before the man even had a chance to dismount his horse. "Where is Wolfram?"
"I apologize, Your Majesty." The man responded, his expression sullen, worried. "We were unable to find him. It is like he just disappeared."
"Disappeared?" Conrart asked from behind Yuuri. He'd approached quietly. Yuuri didn't notice him until he spoke.
"Yes, sir." The soldier nodded to Conrart. "I am very sorry."
Yuuri waved the man away and started to pace once again. One hand gripped his chin as he mumbled string after string of words. Anything could have happened out there. Bandits, human rebels, enemy soldiers. Anything. Yuuri felt a twist in his gut at the thought of something having happened to Wolfram. He thought for a moment that perhaps he'd gotten lost, but soon pushed that away. That was impossible. Wolfram knew those woods like the back of his hand. He couldn't just 'get lost'.
Conrart put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I'll go out and search immediately."
Yuuri looked up at his most trusted friend. "Thank you, Conrart. Please find him." His eyes pleaded. "I'm afraid something's happened."
"Please don't worry, your Majesty. I'll bring him home." Conrart offered an encouraging smile then left to saddle his horse in the stables. A few of his men followed after to aid in the search.
Yuuri watched him go, standing helplessly at the foot of the long staircase. He wanted to go out and look as well, however Gwendel had forbidden it. If something had happened to Wolfram, it would be too dangerous for Yuuri to go out until they found out what. Gwendel had managed to hide his concern well, but Yuuri knew he was just as worried as the rest of them. It wasn't like Wolfram to return late.
I wrote for Wolfram
Friend wrote for the 'stranger'.
Novelized by me.
