I know I've never posted anything since Our Fates, but here it is as a christmas present for all of you =D Merry Christmas and happy holiday =) Actually I have Christmas story for yuuram, a sequel from Our Fates, but I don't think that's quite good, I'm not good at making sequel you know XD so better not until I really find a good plot for it, I don't want to force my idea came out like that =)

Disclaimer : I don't own Kyou Kara Maou, but this story is mine and mine only! XD

Special thaks to my beta who help me with my grammar ^^

Shinou's Temptation

Chapter 1 - Nightmare

Wolfram's eyes widened in horror as he saw Yuuri in front of him, covered in blood. He looked at his trembling hands that were holding his sword stained with blood, Yuuri's blood. He let go off his sword immediately.

He gasped softly when he saw Yuuri's smiling at him for the last time and then fell to his knees. Wolfram quickly ran toward him and grabbed his shoulder, trying to help him to stay conscious.

'No, how could this be happening?' He thought anxiously.

"What have I done?" He whispered.

"Wolfram…" Yuuri called him. Wolfram looked at him.

"Yuuri!"

"Ari… gatou." He mumbled to him before closing his eyes and leaned on Wolfram's chest. Wolfram eyes widened, as he felt his tears gather in his eyes.

"No… No, Yuuri! Open your eyes! Yuuri!" he shouted as he shaked Yuuri's shoulders. He could feel his cheeks grew hot and so his eyes.

"Yuuri…. YUURIIIII!!!!" he shouted as his tears fell down to his cheeks.

"YUURIIIIIII!!!!!" Wolfram von Bielefield shouted in his sleep, surprising the king Yuuri wide awake.

"Yuu-mphh!!!" His voice muffled as Shibuya Yuuri, the 27th Maou pressed his pillow over his fiancée's face.

"So much for sleeping tonight…" Yuuri grumbled as he kept on pushing the pillow on Wolfram's face while he blonde kept struggling from under the pillow, trying to tear the pillow off of his face.

"AARRRGGHH!! What the hell?!!" Wolfram shouted as he tore the pillow from his face and tossed it away, and it ended up landing on Yuuri's face. He sat up immediately; he could still feel his heart beating fast and hands were trembling.

'That was a dream? I'm glad!' He shouted in his mind.

He looked to his side and saw Yuuri glaring at him. Then he remembered that Yuuri had placed the pillow on his face.

"YUURI! Why did you do that FOR? Did you want to kill me by choking me?!!" Wolfram shouted.

"SHUT UP! You're the one who woke me up with your wet dream!" Yuuri shouted back at him, blushing madly. Wolfram eyes widened.

"W-What??! What are you talking about?" he backed away.

"Oh? What is it then? You wake me up with your delighted voice, calling my name as if you're having sooo much pleasure." Yuuri said, crossing his arms.

"!!! I… I DID NOT!! BESIDES, I WAS HAVING A NIGHTMARE, YOU PERVERT!!!" Wolfram shouted, blushing furiously.

"Really? Then what were you dreaming about? Me getting killed by someone?" Yuuri asked in sarcastic tone. Wolfram looked at him shocked.

"It's…" Wolfram stopped, looking down while his hands cluntched his pink nightgown. He couldn't tell him that he was the one who killed him.

"It's nothing." Wolfram said and pulled the cover up. He then rolled up to sleep once again. Yuuri watched him rolled up beside him, he sighed.

"Try to dream about something else that's doesn't wake me up." Yuuri said as he lay down beside him.

"How can I do that, wimp?" Wolfram said but received no answer.

He turned on his back and looked at Yuuri's sleeping face. He noticed that his cheek was a bit swollen; he must have punched him while he was asleep but the Maou didn't say anything about that. Wolfram touched his cheek and he smiled.

"I'm sorry." he whispered. The silence continued for a few seconds until Wolfram finally added,

"I would rather kill myself than to kill you." He mumbled, then rolled to his side, giving his back to Yuuri, and then closed his eyes. Yuuri slowly opened his eyes, stared at his fiancée's back with his half-opened eyes.

"Well, then I would kill myself also, so that we can be together in the other world." Yuuri whispered.

Wolfram yawned and he covered his mouth with his hand. Yuuri looked at him surprised. They were now in the large dinning room having breakfast. Everyone had already sat around the round-table while the 3 main maids set the breakfast for them.

His Godfather, and older human brother of Wolfram, Conrad Weller, his tutor, Gunther von Kleist; the oldest brother of Wolfram, Gwendal von Voltaire, and the mother of the 3 princes, Cecillie von Spitzberg who was also the ex-Maou, were there, besides Wolfram and Yuuri himself, of course.

"You didn't sleep well?" He asked as he sat down in front of Conrad.

Wolfram nodded, grunted at him. He remembered the dream he had last night. It was the same dream that he had been having for several nights now, Only it was a little bit different. He could see Shinou standing in front of him, pointing the whole scene of him killing Yuuri with his sword.

After that he woke up, body's trembling and sweating. Could it be that Shinou was trying to warn him? But what was it about? About him killing Yuuri? Or what? He couldn't tell the meaning of his dream. He sighed as he sat on the chair beside Yuuri. Said person looked at him worried.

"Are you okay?" Yuuri asked.

"Don't mind me, mind your own business." Wolfram said, as picked up his fork. Yuuri's concerned face turned into anger at Wolfram's reply.

"Hey, I'm concern about you, why do you have act like that?! Fine, I don't care anymore." Yuuri said, stuffed the small-round bread inside his mouth.

Wolfram looked at Yuuri, who was obviously hurt but he didn't say anything. It wasn't like if he wanted Yuuri to know about his dream.

Yuuri secretly took a glance at the blonde beside him. He was very concerned about him now. He looked down on his plate, started to think about the dream. He got killed by Wolfram? He laughed out loud in his mind.

That would happen anytime if the wolf kept throwing him a giant fire ball every time he got jealous. But the wolf seemed to think a lot about the dream, as if it would happen anytime soon. Yuuri could see that Wolfram was getting tired of it. Well, one could be hurt for killing their own fiancée even in their dream. But you shouldn't trust a dream so much right? It would only make you stress.

Yuuri, once again took a glance at Wolfram. He wanted to start a conversation, but he was confused from where he should start. Playing with the knife that he used to slice the bread earlier, he took a deep breath to gather the courage and started.

"Umm…" Yuuri mumbled making Wolfram look up at him.

"Uh… If you…"

Wolfram was now looking at him questioning. The Maou was sure acting strange this morning.

"If you want to talk about something that is bothering you…. I… I could listen, you know?" Yuuri said, trying hard not to look nervous.

He was trying to avoid the blonds' emerald eyes, but when he finally dared to look at him, he could tell that Wolfram didn't catch what he was trying to say. Yuuri looked away from him, now blushing furiously.

'God, what's happening to me? I'm acting like an idiot! Is it hurt just to say that I'm concern and worried about him? AARRGHH!! This is why I hate not having a girlfriend in these 15 years! And now I'm falling for a guy?! How should I show my feelings if I don't even know how to treat a girl?? Wolfram is right, I'm such a wimp!' Yuuri was shouting and mumbling inside his mind.

Wolfram only looked at him more worried as if the king had lost his mind.

"Yuuri? Are you sick?" That's the only thing he asked him.

Yuuri's expressions change immediately.

'Now, he thinks I'm such a weirdo,' He thought as he ran his hand on his forehead.

"Not that…" he said.

"Then what? Don't act like a wimp, Yuuri," Wolfram said. Yuuri looked at him mad.

"I'm not a wimp!" Yuuri said.

They heard a small chuckled from the other side of the table. Yuuri and Wolfram looked at Conrad who was smiling at them.

"Is it so hard just to say that you are concern about Wolfram, Your Majesty?" Conrad asked. Yuuri cringed and Wolfram blinked. He looked at Yuuri who was now blushing as red as tomato. Wolfram smirked at that.

"Hmm… Worried eh? I've never thought that the wimp would ever care about me…" Wolfram said.

"Of.. Of course I'm worried! You are my…" Yuuri stopped.

His mouth opened but no words came out. All of them on the table stared at Yuuri curiousky; after all, Yuuri was never admitted or shown to Wolfram that he really cares about him.

"You are my… fi- friend…" he mumbled softly, loud enough for all of them to hear him though. Wolfram's face fell in disappointment.

"I know you are always planning to do weird things, but this time. Isn't it a bit too much?"

"Just do what I said, my Great Sage." He said with a smirk. Murata sighed.

"Alright, whatever you want… but…" Murata turned around, his glasses gleaming as he looked down.

"I wont forgive you if this ends miserably…"

Shinou watched him leave without any another words.

TBC…