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Warning: Angst and swearing later on.
Summary: He was sick of it all. He was sick of people calling him 'spoiled' and 'selfish'. He was going to give up the things he wanted most for the ones he loves. He will no longer be 'spoiled' and 'selfish'. He was doing it all for them.
This is my 2nd fanfic. I hope you all like it. It won't be updated as quickly as the first fanfic because of school and everything. But, I'll try not to keep you all waiting that long. I would love reviews on this.
Chapter 1:
In the middle of the night, there sat a figure on the windowsill. The only source of light came from the full moon that the figure happened to be gazing upon. His golden hair and fair skin seemed to be glowing from the light; it made him look somewhat more angelic than he already did. The tears streaming down said figure were sparkling from the moonlight as the events from that afternoon replayed in his mind.
Flashback
Wolfram von Bielefeld was walking through the corridors of the castle looking for his fiancé. The blonde prince was annoyed. He could not find his fiancé anywhere. He recalled the event that occured in Gwendal's office half an hour ago that led him to find Yuuri. Gunter had been destroying Gwendal's office wailing about how Yuuri hates him and how he failed the Maou and deserves to be put to death. Gwendal had so many more wrinkles that he resembled a Shar-Pei. The eldest son of the 26th Maou finally snapped and told the hyperactive adviser to shut up and sit down. He then turned his attention towards his baby brother who just happened to walk into the room and shouted at the blonde to find the king.
Never had his oldest brother yelled at him like that. It was beyond him to even take his anger out on other people. Wolfram thought he'd die right there and then from the terrifying glare that Gwendal gave him. The fiery blonde was going to give a piece of his mind to the double black when he found him. He was in a bad enough mood as it was without his brother snapping at him for his fiancé's disappearance. How was it his fault that his stupid fiancé decided to go run off and probably flirt with every pretty girl in sight?
Wolfram was about to turn the corner when he heard voices. He stopped to listen. "Your majesty, do you think we should be doing this? I mean what if someone sees us? What if Wolfram sees us? I don't want to feel the wrath of your fiancé." It was a female's voice that he didn't recognize. The fiery blonde could feel his blood start to boil. "It'll be alright, nobody will find out. Wolfram is probably busy training his soldiers. And, he's not really my fiancé. It was just an accident. He means nothing to me in the romantic kind of way." Tears started to well up in Wolfram's eyes as he heard the words come out of the mouth of the one he loved. Wolfram thought he would die right there and then as his heart shattered into a million pieces. The blonde prince was too busy trying to keep himself from bursting into tears to even hear the last six words that his so called 'fiancé' said.
Wolfram knew better than to look but he did anyways. There before his eyes was Yuuri with his arms wrapped around some girl with their lips pressed together. That was when the prince's whole world came crashing down on him. Instead of making a scene he turned and ran the other direction as quietly as possible. He ran passed Conrad who looked at his receding back with a worried look. He could've sworn he saw tears coming down his baby brother's face.
Wolfram ran into his room, not the one he usually slept in with Yuuri. No he ran to the room he slept in before Yuuri became king. He slammed the door behind him and locked it. His mind went numb. He couldn't think straight. All he could do was pace the room trying to calm down to think of what to do. He just saw the love of his life cheating on him. Wolfram always called Yuuri a cheater but that was to get some sort of reaction out of him. That was the only way he could get the double black's attention. All those names he called Yuuri was just to get the double black to at least look in his direction. Yuuri would never look his way if he were quiet, kind, and calm. Yuuri would never acknowledge his presence. The only reason he threw these 'tantrums' was to be noticed by those he loved. If he didn't, he would've been some shadow everybody walked by. He hated feeling lonely. That's why he put up that façade, so that people would notice him.
Tears were streaming down his face as he paced the room. He couldn't take it. It felt like Yuuri literally plunged his hand into his chest and ripped out his heart. Then threw it to the ground and stomped on it. The blonde princes started to throw things hoping that it would calm him down or at distract him from the pain he was feeling. He couldn't believe that Yuuri would be so heartless and just lead him on like this. Yuuri could've just saved him from all this heartache by breaking off the engagement in the beginning before he could fall for him. But no, the double black being the idiot he was kept the engagement and lead Wolfram on.
Out of anger and frustration, Wolfram turned and punched a vase. He watched as the vase shattered and blood started oozing out of the cuts on his hand. The prince calmed down significantly after that. He sat down and watched as blood dripped from his hand and onto the floor. It felt like all his pain was leaving him with the blood. So he sat and did nothing but watch for a while. He felt himself start to feel dizzy. He was starting to lose too much blood. He ripped the sheets and started to bandage his hand. Wolfram was free from the feelings of anger, frustration, sadness, and loneliness. But, it wouldn't last long. The prince got up and sat down on the windowsill where he would remain for the next few hours contemplating on things.
End of Flashback
Wolfram moved from the windowsill to his bed. The bed he had not slept in since he became engaged to Yuuri. The thought of Yuuri made more tears appear. He didn't bother to wipe the tears away. More would just keep coming. The fiery blonde climbed into the bed and pulled the blanket up to his chin. He hadn't slept alone in a while. Yuuri decided to stay in Shin Makoku permanently so there was no more disappearing Maou. Wolfram stared up at the ceiling deep in thought.
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Wolfram's Thought:
I'm so sick of this, sick of everything. I'm sick of feeling lonely, sad, angry, jealous, and most of all unwanted. I've felt those feelings more often since Yuuri arrived. I hate it. I'm sick of people calling me 'spoiled' and 'selfish'. I want someone to love and just a little attention, so I'm called 'spoiled'. I want to be happy and to be loved, so I'm called 'selfish'. The feelings I detest come with that of what I want. So, to end it all I'll just give it all up for their happiness. Apparently, I do not deserve happiness. Apparently, I do not deserve love. I am useless and unwanted.
If I did not throw these 'tantrums' my own family would continue to ignore me. My 'fiancé' would not even look in my direction. So, I put this façade just to get some kind of acknowledgement of my existence. I want to be acknowledged. I want to know that they love me. I want to know that I am wanted. But, apparently I'm not going to be getting that. I, Wolfram von Bielefeld, give up. This facade I put up seems to be backfiring on me. It only causes trouble for everyone and pain for me. I want everyone to be happy. If that means I have to suffer more than I already have, then so be. Everyone is more important than me, especially Yuuri. They deserve to have everything I can't.
Starting tomorrow, I am starting my new life with the new me. No more 'spoiled', 'selfish' Wolfram. The first thing I am going to do is break off my engagement to Yuuri. It's for the best. I don't want my king to be trapped in a relationship he doesn't want to be in. Everyone will be happy, especially him. He will get to marry a girl like he always wanted. That girl will probably make a nice queen. It'll be for the best.
End of thought
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This is my second fanfic. I hope you enjoyed it. I won't be updating as fast as I did with The Black Rose. You know school is starting and everything. I would love reviews. They motivate me .
I'm still working on the Epilogue for The Black Rose, for those who are waiting. I will be done as soon as I can. Right now I do not know what to write. I am sorry. But, please be patient. I promise it'll be done.