The Tales of Yuuri and Wolfram

Drabble 1:

One Last Kiss

-Modern day Japan-

Yuuri stared into the window of the jewelry shop, never paying attention to the hard rain pelting his shivering body. He chewed on his bottom lip in thought, his eyes latched onto the silver band with small crystal-shaped emerald decorated around the metal and in the center, a larger one sat.

"Yuuri! I want this one! It matches my eyes perfectly!"

"...You're such a spoiled brat."

"What was that wimp!? Forget it now! You'll have to buy me the most expensive ring here without ANY discounts from mother!"

"Eh!? Wolfram! That's not fair! That would cost me an arm and leg!"

The usual bubbly feeling in his stomach formed soon followed by his usual hyperventilation attack. He ignored the passing people who gave him curious looks before continuing on to get out of the storm.

"Yuuri?" Yuuri jumped, swirling around to come face to face with the son of the Jewelry Store owner. Wolfram held the umbrella higher, allowing Yuuri in and glanced over his appearance. Sighing, he knew what was up.

"Why don't you just buy a ring…?"

"I…"

"She won't wait forever Yuuri.."

The words made the brunette flinch.

"I.."

"Come inside." Wolfram unlocked the door and ushered the soaked boy inside the dark building. Flicking on the lights, he tugged Yuuri to the backroom of the shop until they made it to another door. Unlocking that door, they entered the apartment complex of the shop, owned by Wolfram and his family, who were out on business.

"Wolfram…I.."

"Undress. You'll catch a cold in those clothes." Wolfram stated firmly and exited the living room to his room to gather some old clothes that could fit the boy. Yuuri began to chew on his lip again, the nervousness ate at his stomach again.

After a few minutes of changing, the two were seated on the couch, watching the weather channel to see if the storm would lift up anytime soon. While watching, Yuuri couldn't help but peek over at Wolfram who was concentrating on the weather than on him.

The feelings returned again.

"Wolfram..-"

"It looks like you'll be able to go home in a hour." Wolfram replied.

Yuuri fell into silence.

The TV continued to murmur about the weather for the night and the weekdays coming up.

"Wolf-"

"Are you hungry?" Wolfram stood up from his seat and disappeared into the small kitchen not far from the room. Yuuri pulled himself up and followed, watching the man rummage through the refrigerator.

"Wolfram, listen, I-"

"I can make meat and potatoes. Sorry if doesn't taste the same. I'm not a good coo-"

Yuuri slammed his hands on the countertop, silencing Wolfram whose back was still to the male. Breathing deeply, he finally spoke, mentally daring Wolfram to try and interrupt him again.

"Wolfram. I don't love her."

"…" Wolfram closed the refrigerator shut and turned to Yuuri, his eyes narrowed in a cold glare.

"I never did! You know that! I-I don't what happened, but I-"

"You don't know what happened? Yuuri. You got her PREGNANT while we were engaged! How can you not know what HAPPENED!?" He shouted before closing his eyes and counting his breath to calm himself down. He did not want to hurt the moron in front of him.

Yuuri curled his hands into fists.

"Wolfram, I told you! I had been drinking with Murata and before I knew it, I woke up in her bed! She said she had loved me and wanted me to have her first time. I left quick after she confessed that SHE had started it, not the other way around!"

"Oh really?! Well that's pretty hard to believe! The only way you two could have had sex is if you were aroused! So you WANTED that to happened!"

"Wolfram! I didn-"

"SHUT UP!" Wolfram clasped his hands against his ears. He didn't want to hear the same lies he had been told years ago. He didn't want his heart broken again nor did he want to remember the pain of betrayal again. Yuuri walked over, pulling the man's hands from his ears to force him to listen. His usually kind eyes had harden with determination and desire. Bringing the struggling man into his arms, he spoke softly into his ear.

"I love you Wolfram."

"SHUT UP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR LIES!"

"I love you."

"SHUT UP…just…SHUT UP YUURI!"

"I love you…"

"..shut up…I..I hate you so much…I hate you..Yuuri.." Wolfram sobbed, closing his eyes to hold back anymore tears from escaping. He was so ashamed of himself. He could feel his heart racing at the words and the part of him longing to just forgive him and return back to how they use to be.

"Wolfram.."

"Please…just go away…I don't want to be hurt again…"

Yuuri pulled away, looking Wolfram in the eye, searching for some hope that he could gain back his only love. Seeing none, he smiled weakly, closing his eyes and allowing his tears to spill down his cheeks. Chuckling, he wiped his eyes.

"You know…if I were like I was back then…when we go engaged by accident from your old family customs…I would have been thrilled the engagement had been off." He whispered, looking back up to Wolfram who frowned at the thought.

"I'd be so happy…having a wife and a beautiful daughter…I would have kept to that stupid thought of mine…of us just being friends…best friends forever. Nothing more and definitely nothing less…"

"Why are you saying this?" Wolfram finally questioned.

Yuuri smiled warmly.

"You don't know? Look at me Wolf…I'm begging for you to be back at my side…you changed me so much."He reached a hesitate hand out and stroked the soft cheek of the blonde.

"It use to be the other way, huh?"

Wolfram snorted softly, looking away, but never pulling away from the warm hand. Yuuri's eyes flashed with hope at the sign and took a baby step forward, not to scare him away.

"You would chase me through the city, calling me a cheater whenever I chatted with a girl for the smallest things or a wimp for not defending myself when it came to bullies…"

"You are a cheater…" Yuuri flinched.

"…and still a wimp." The old nickname he hadn't heard in years brought a bright smile on Yuuri's lips.

"I guess I am!"

A comfortable silence followed.

Wolfram closed his eyes, hating himself as he relaxed into the hand. Yuuri's eyes softened at the sight, remembering how back then Wolfram would cling to him whenever he was in the touchy mood. The happy memories seemed to take over his body for before he knew it, he was cupping both cheeks in his palms.

Emerald eyes stared into his eyes.

"Yuuri?" He whispered through trembling lips at how close the two were.

"Can I? I promise…I'll leave forever...just one last kiss.." He murmured, moving closer, he could almost feel the Wolfram's lips. He watched as Wolfram seem to have a inner battle with himself. His emerald eyes glistened with fear and rejection.

"I…Yuuri….."

Yuuri leaned forward, capturing the lips in a deep kiss.

Wolfram couldn't help himself, closing his eyes and leaning into the kiss that reminded him of their past kisses and love making. His felt like a sissy once his tears started up again and ran rapidly down his face, some soaking onto Yuuri's hands that hadn't left from his cheeks.

Pulling away, Yuuri began to speak but was stopped by another kiss. A moment after pulling back, Wolfram revealed his eyes and didn't stop the warm smile on his lips at the sight of the shocked brunette.

"Yuuri…I…hate you still…"

"Wolfram.."

"I know its been four years…but I still need time before I can…trust you again," Wolfram swallowed down his upcoming sobs and continued, "S-so…in order for you to prove yourself worthy….you have to make me fall in love with you again." He stated firmly, looking back up at the man.

Yuuri was trembling in joy.

Then a smile appeared brighter than before.

"I will! I promise! You'll love me again!"

Wolfram stared, watching the man continue to ramble on about plans on how to do this and when to do that. The scene made Wolfram smile and laugh at himself inwardly, realizing that he had already fallen back in love with him already.

But he chose to keep the information to himself.

He would tell Yuuri when the time came.