Disclaimer: I do not own KKM just wanted to make that clear.

I don't know what's gotten into me when I wrote this one but I just did. Oh well anyway please tell me what you think about this.

In a dark dank cell a figure can be seen chained to the wall. His head was bowed and blood was dripping from the various cuts and whip marks that covers his body. He was left there a little while ago when he fell unconscious after the torture that he had been through. The guards find that it was not amusing anymore to continue what they were doing when their captive wasn't screaming anymore.

However in his sleep the lonely figure uttered a name. "Yuuri….."

"Well how is he holding up Captain? Has he cracked up yet?" The man in the throne asked as he stared at the red wine in his glass enjoying how the red liquid swirled. He then looked at his captain who was kneeling down in front of him.

The captain momentarily looked up as he answered his king's question. "No your Majesty he hasn't given us any information yet, I must say this however he is tough. After the whippings that have been given to him he still won't tell us anything"

The king chuckled appreciatively. "I wouldn't want it any other way."

The captain looked up confused by what the King just said. The King wanted information from this person but he liked the way their prisoner is acting. "What do you mean your majesty?" The captain asked so that he could be enlightened.

"Have you seen him?" the king asked.

"Your Majesty?"

"Our prisoner have you seen him? Have you taken a good look at him?" the king asked again.

"Yes your majesty." The captain thought it was a weird question since he was the one who had questioned the prisoner awhile ago so it was really obvious that he had seen him.

"He is quite beautiful isn't he?" the king then looked at him with a glint in his eyes.

"Yes he is your majesty." Yes, the prisoner that they had captured is beautiful quite an exquisite creature with blond hair and emerald green eyes that had showed deep anger when he looked at them.

"You do know how much I adore beautiful things don't you captain?" the king didn't let the other man answer as he continued. "There is just something about beauty that can captivate anyone that is why everyone tries so hard to acquire it. I am like those people I love acquiring beauty, I love adoring it. But most of all I love having power over it.

The king stood up and the captain followed him with his eyes. The king's eyes have glazed over and lust can be evident on them.

"The prisoner that we have now has beauty that I have never encountered before and with it a certain ferocity that is hard to tame. And taming that beauty is what I want. I want it very badly." The king then turned back to look at his captain his eyes back to normal.

"How is he doing anyway?"

"We weren't able to continue asking any information since he fell unconscious."

The king looked at him thoughtfully a grin forming on his lips. "I think I might be able to help in the questioning. Bring him to my bedchambers immediately."

"Yes your majesty." and with that said the captain went on to do his king's bidding.

Wolfram groaned weakly as he was unceremoniously woken up with cold water his body was freezing and he felt really weak.

"Wake up!" someone shouted to him as another person unchained his wrists. He would've fallen flat on his face but the soldier grabbed him just in time.

"What are we gonna do with this one anyway?" the guard who was supporting him asked.

The other one shrugged. "Clean him up I guess captain said that the king wanted to see this one." He said indicating Wolfram who was slumped over on the other man's arms.

"I think we should give him to a healer first."

"What? That would take too much time the captain said that we should hurry."

"Well you really don't expect the king to be pleased to see this one bloodied up do you?"

"Fine." The other one finally agreed as he helped the other to carry Wolfram to the healer.

The blond prince was laying down on the bed where the healer left him a few moments ago as he bandaged up his wounds. He was trying hard to sit up but found that he was unable to do so. Tears of frustration was finally leaking out of his eyes even though he tried to stop them from showing.

The door opened and a man with blue hair went close to the bed that the blond was occupying. Wolfram felt his body tense up as the man drew nearer.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a frightened voice which the man completely ignored as he placed an arm under the blonds' knees and another on the blonds' back. The man then lifted him gently bridal style.

Wolfram started to thrash in the man's arms but every movement caused him pain.

"You might want to stop that the healer just patched you up." The blue haired man calmly said.

Wofram however didn't heed what the man said as he still continued to struggle. "Put me down! Where are you taking me?"

"To the king, he wants to see you."

"NO! Let me go put me down!!

The blue haired man just ignored him until they finally arrived at their destination. Wolfram's heart started to beat faster and faster as the door was opened to reveal a smiling king.

"My angel finally arrived." The king said that sent shivers down the blonds' spine. "You may place him on the bed captain."

He was gently placed on the bed, as the captain was about to go Wolfram grabbed his uniform not wanting to let go. Not wanting to be left alone with the other man. He was ashamed that he was trying to beg for help but he couldn't stop himself.

Their eyes locked together for a moment brown eyes staring at the pleading emerald green eyes.

"You may now leave us captain." The king finally spoke.

"Yes your majesty." The captain took his arm away from Wolfram's grip and with one final glance at the blond he closed the door leaving Wolfram into the mercy of his king.

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