MEMORY
Disclaimer: I do not own KKM, I wish I do own this stuff.
Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction installment so please don't be hard on me.
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I EDITED THIS FIC!!
Chapter 1 : Sudden Chill
Sometimes you think that you
haven't the special person in your life
when all the time you are always together.
You'll just understand your feelings
when that special person has
vanished and you regret the times
when you're not there to accept
that person's feeling towards you.
It was dark everywhere, I saw Yuuri kneeling in front of a flower; it was 'Beautiful Wolfram'. I know he was crying because his shoulders were shaking. It was hard for me to explain this feeling, sadness, I was in total loss.
I was shocked when I saw blood coming out from the flower then it was ablaze. Yuuri tried to put the fire out with his hands, I became worried. I ran toward him and shouted at the top of my lungs but it seemed that he wasn't able to hear me, until I saw Yuuri's hands burning. I cried in horror, I shouted until…
Wolfram woke up from his dreams, or should he call it, a nightmare. He sweated a lot; tears were running down his cheeks, he brushed it off. Breathing was very hard for he was in that kind of state. He sat on their bed and looked out the window. The sun already rose and he smelled the morning air. Wearing his pink nightgown, he headed towards the terrace to see the bright new day, but still, he couldn't stop thinking about that nightmare.
He leaned on the railing of their terrace, he felt the cold morning breeze that touched his skin, the wind played with his hair, it was relaxing.
He saw that everyone, as always, was busy. He saw that even though they're just guards and maids, they're contented, it's written all over their faces.
"Was that happiness they felt? I don't want to discover."
Wolfram spotted the brown haired girl; it was Greta, so full of happiness in picking the flowers. She saw Wolfram and waved at him. He saw Greta's genuine smile spread across her youthful face. Wolfram smiled back at Greta but not as lively as her. The prince went inside the room and gathered his uniform. He headed towards the baths and got cleaned.
After refreshing himself, Wolfram made his way back to their room to get his sword. He entered the bed chamber and saw Greta sitting at the edge of the bed. When saw her father, she stood up, smiled excitedly and hid something behind her back.
Wolfram walked toward Greta and when he was a foot distant, he kneeled down and asked Greta.
"Greta, what are you-," but before he could finish his sentence, Greta cut him off.
"Close your eyes."
"What?"
"Close your eyes."
Having a clue that Greta has a surprise for him, Wolfram closed his eyes. He felt that his daughter went behind him and she put something atop his head.
"Open your eyes." she said, and for a father's part being excited, he did what she asked him to. Wolfram was surprised when Greta pulled him towards the full length mirror. She gave Wolfram a chance to see himself fully.
No one said a word, the prince just stared at his reflection, he cannot believe that the crown gave his face a more feminine look. Greta tugged his sleeve and asked, "Wolfram, don't you like it?", he smiled and said, "No Greta, I like it, it's just that, this is the best gift I ever had.", thinking about gifts, he really didn't get any gift from his own family, so that means ,this was the first gift he had in his entire life. Wolfram hugged his daughter and she hugged him back. They were like that for a minute.
"Wolfram, what's bugging you? You seem very worried from the moment I saw you this morning. What's wrong?" the prince was shocked when Greta asked him that question, he didn't expect that she'll be the first person to console him. Wolfram smiled an said, "I'm just worried about Yuuri, that's all." she formed an 'o' on her lips and walked back to Wolfram and Yuuri's bed.
She grinned and proudly beamed another masterpiece, just like Wolfram's. "This is for Yuuri; with this crown people here will see you two as king and queen." That was the last wish Wolfram ever wanted, to become Yuuri's spouse. But then again, it was just a wish, wishes were meant for tales.
He was distracted from his thoughts when Greta tugged his sleeve. "Come on Wolfram, we need to eat already, I heard that Yuuri is going to be back today." with that, she held his hand and headed towards the dining hall.
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"Wolfie," it was Lady Cheri who called the blond prince, she gave him a hug, "you look gorgeous, who made that flower crown?" he stepped back and showed Greta ", Greta made that."
They took their seats and started to eat their meal. The breakfast went smoothly, a little chit-chat and laughter. Then suddenly, Dorcas bursted the door open and announced, "Heika is already approaching the castle's main entrance."
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When they got there, not long enough, they saw the carriage approaching. The first people to get out of the carriage were Conrart and Gwendall. They greeted the castle occupants but Weller wasn't wearing his smile and Gwendall was sterner looking, it's as if they got a big problem. And finally, there was Yuuri who showed himself, he greeted them and gave Wolfram a sad smile, a smile that clearly tells that something was not right. Greta made her way towards Yuuri; Yuuri kneeled so that Greta could reach him. Greta hugged him and in exchange, Yuuri hugged her back. Greta broke the embrace and put the flower crown atop Yuuri's head. She smiled and went back beside Wolfram; Yuuri stood up and waited for the last person to come out of the carriage.
A woman who has long tresses with yellow highlights, amethyst eyes and skin neither fair nor tanned; showed and introduced herself, "I am Tricia, Yuuri's future bride. It is an honor for me to be here in front of the nobles." Everyone kept quiet and all eyes turned to the blond prince whose head was bowed. Greta held Wolfram's right hand while Lady Cheri held his left hand. Yuuri wanted to say sorry to Wolfram so he walked toward the blond prince but before he could make it to the third step of the stairs; he saw Wolfram freed his hands from the hold of Greta and Lady Cheri.
Black orbs stared at green ones, until; Wolfram spoke, "Congratulations Your Majesty. I'm happy that you already found the person you love." the king could tell that Wolfram's really hurt, by him. His voice was flat that any minute may broke into sobs and his eyes were carrying a deep emotion, hurt and sadness –because of Yuuri- and also love and acceptance –for Yuuri- but the king did not see any vengeance lingering in the blonde's eyes.
Wolfram turned his back to Yuuri and walked…a little faster…and some distance away, he ran towards their shared room.
Tricia was confused on what had happened so she asked Yuuri about it.
"Who is he?"
"He is Wolfram Von Bielefeld, third son of the former Demon Queen and he will be my ex-fiancé."
"Oh, so that's how it is. I thought that your fiancé is a 'she' and not a 'he'."
"Don't worry; it'll be okay so, let's just continue the introductions."
"Lady Cecille Von Spitzweg, Former Demon Queen and mother of Gwendall, Conrart and Wolfram." Cheri only gave her a smile.
"No wonder, Wolfram is such a pretty boy, he got his looks from his mother." said Tricia.
"Gunter Von Christ," Gunter bowed, "my royal adviser."
"Greta Shibuya," Greta curtsied, "my daughter."
"Your daughter?" asked Tricia, dumbfounded.
"Yes, I adopted her." After the introductions, they went inside the castle.
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While walking…
"Ahm… Yuuri…May I go and see Wolfram?" asked Greta.
Yuuri smiled and said, "You may, he'll need you." With that, Greta went her way towards the blond prince's whereabouts.
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Wolfram was in Yuuri's bedchamber gathering his clothes; he placed his clothes in a medium sized bed. He then sat on Yuuri's bed and contemplated on the things that he did.
This is right. You are doing a great job Wolfram. Move and simply live. Wolfram felt that tears were running down his cheeks. No one will be able to see my frail state so it's okay to cry now. I've already shed tears; my heart broke a thousand, no…million times. This will e the last times I'll be in this kind of state for I will never let myself fall in love with him again. Loving the one who doesn't love you,…really hurts.
Someone knocked at the door. The prince wiped his tears away; he can't afford anyone to see him in that very fragile state.
Another knock, "Wolfram…," realizing that it was Greta; he hurriedly went to the door, unlocked it and opened a small space so that Greta could enter the bed chamber. Greta saw Wolfram's tear-stained face and slightly red eyes, she frowned a little. She observed the room and saw a medium sized box, she the asked Wolfram. "Wolfram, where are you going? Are you leaving?" the blond prince cannot help but give Greta an apologetic smile.
"Perhaps, it is time to give this whole room to Yuuri, but packing doesn't mean leaving Greta. I'll just move back to my original room, want to come with me?"
Thought ran inside Greta's head until, "Only if you promise me something."
Wolfram nodded. "So, what is it?"
"There are two things that I want you to promise. First, even if you'll not be Yuuri's fiancé anymore, you'll still be my father; I can still sleep with you, read with you, play with you and even paint with you. And second, I want you to be happy; I don't want to see any tears of sorrow and agony in your eyes. I don't want to see you in a frail semblance because it pains me whenever you're in such state. So please, don't let your smile and laughter fall, I'll support you in everything you decide."
To hear such words in his once daughter; he can't stop himself but hug the girl and cry, Greta hugged him back. At least there's one person who truly care about him.
"You don't know how I feel Greta," Wolfram started "You don't know how happy I am right now. You made me feel loved and cared. You gave me so much importance, so I promise you; I'll be your father forever and you'll not see me cry again. Let me cry, for now, and all my sufferings and pains will vanish later." minutes passed and Wolfram calmed himself down.
The blond prince straightened himself and got the box. They went out of the maou's bed chamber and walked side by side towards Wolfram's room.
When they were in front the prince's room, Greta opened the door and let Wolfram enter the room first. The princess was surprised when she entered the room of her father; she saw that it was decorated in all shades of blue and there were also the colors yellow and white.
The bed was four-posted one, and it was white, to add more color; its bed curtain was sky blue with its ribbon having a light yellow color. The bed cover, blanket and pillow surely matched Wolfram's pale skin; it was royal blue with golden yellow lining on the hem of each fabric. And there was the curtain that looked so soft, it was white and, no doubt, a cloth made of satin. The whole room looked simple yet elegant.
"Wow..." whispered Greta.
"…What is it?" asked Wolfram while arranging his clothes.
"This room sure looks beautiful, I love it!" exclaimed Greta.
"Uh…you love my room not Wolfram anymore." Wolfram pouted that made Greta laugh.
They spent the day having a conversation with one another; they ate their lunch inside Wolfram's room so that their talk won't be broken. Everyone who passed the prince's room seemed to hear the princess' and the maou's ex-fiancé's laughter, at least the princess made Wolfram feel relax and happy.
Night descended very fast and the nobles gathered in the dining hall to eat. There were some changes in the hall, instead of having seven seats; there were eight seats. The new seat was for Yuuri's future bride. Gwendall took his seat beside Conrart; he was thinking that Wolfram would be seated between Lady Cheri and Greta.
Not to everyone's surprise, Wolfram entered the door with Greta; they were holding each other's hands and were smiling. As Gwendall expected, Wolfram seated himself between Lady Cheri and Greta. They ate and finished their own meal; the silence was deafening until Wolfram stood up and brought his table napkin. He walked towards Yuuri; when he was beside Yuuri, the king turned his head to the blond prince; they stared at each other for a moment.
Wolfram gathered all his courage and put his trembling hands on the side of Yuuri's face. The distance of their faces went nearer and nearer, a few millimeters apart Wolfram stopped, he closed his eyes and there, the blonde's lips met the king's. The dumbfounded king couldn't move, all he could do was gaze Wolfram's closed eyes. Their lips were in contact for a minute the Wolfram broke it and wiped his lips with his table napkin. Yuuri was in total loss, he couldn't think straight, he didn't know how to call the feeling that sparked in his heart.
"Your majesty, pleases wipe our lips." was all Wolfram could say. Yuuri can tell that Wolfram said something because the blonde's lips moved, but he couldn't hear his ex-fiancé. Wolfram waited for Yuuri's action, but it seemed that the king was still in his flabbergasts state due to the unexpected kiss, so without waiting anymore, Wolfram wiped the dazed king's lips. He bowed and exited the hall.
Yuuri inquired his royal advisor on what just happened, he couldn't figure out why Wolfram would do such thing to him and, no less, in front of everyone. "Gunter… What did… What did Wolfram do…just now?" obviously the king was recovering from the kiss, "Ah yes your majesty, Wolfram terminated the engagement…and…" Gunter didn't finish his sentence because Gwendall continued his explanation with his cold voice, " …and to think that he himself is the one that wiped your lips, I certainly believe that he gave you up already, your majesty." with that, he stood up and left the hall.
The king, seated on his chair, bowed his head and asked the occupants to leave the hall. Everyone left the hall wearing their worried faces. Tricia went beside Yuuri and hugged him, the king only glanced at her and gave her a reassuring smile, she then left.
Yuuri was the only person in the dining hall, he stood up and walked straight to the window, he put his palm against the window, he stared at his reflection.
Two hours passed and it seemed that Yuuri was still in the dining hall. Conrart entered the hall and saw Yuuri's stationary form. He approached the king, " Your majesty, it is getting late you should go to bed now." he was going to give Yuuri a shoulder pat when suddenly the double black spoke, " Conrart, it Yuuri. I'm not yet tired, I can't sleep with this feeling, it's a mix of all my emotions. This morning I felt guilty when I saw Wolfram's eyes carrying a deep emotion when the news broke. When Wolfram kissed me my heart beat fast, at first I was stunned but as seconds passed, I relaxed a little bit. He was closing his eyes when he kissed me, I thought that he did that because he loves me, that he did that to show Tricia how much he truly love me, but then, I learned that it was a part of your custom, that kissing and wiping your lips means terminating the engagement. I felt hurt when he broke the engagement, like a special person lost to me. I don't know what to do."
"I think my brother kissed you, not only because of the custom but also because he loves you. When he walked towards you, he was trembling because he didn't want to do it but because he didn't have any choice, he forced himself to do it. And to think that you have mixed emotions, I think, you love my brother." Yuuri was not shocked when he heard that because he was expecting it, he just waited for someone to say it.
"If I love Wolfram, then how do I call the feeling I have for Tricia? It's not possible for me to fall in love with two people." Yuuri asked a little confused now.
"Perhaps you made a mistake thinking that you won't fall for a guy. You put into your mind that you love girls not guys, but in your heart you already fell for Wolfram. I think it's not too late to make up with Wolfram since Greta made him feel better." with Conrart's piece of mind Yuuri felt relieved and thanked his godfather.
While walking towards the bedchamber Yuuri saw a figure seated in the grass enjoying the evening. He walked nearer to see the person, and then he realized that it was Wolfram clad in his nightgown, no longer pink but white. The blond prince looked so calm, eyes closed and his hair was dancing with the evening wind, his skin shone brightly because of his gown and moonlight. The king was awed by the beauty of this calm Wolfram. That was all he wanted to witness when Wolfram stood up and turned around, their eyes locked but Wolfram's eyes were not carrying anger, love, hurt or any emotion, his eyes were blank. Yuuri was shocked when he saw the blonde's eyes but he cannot let this moment slip.
Wolfram was walking towards the castle when, "Wolf, about the engagement-," but he was cut off by Wolfram, "Your majesty, I'm tired. Good night." and there he continued to walk towards the castle. " But I love you!" shouted Yuuri, Wolfram stopped on his tracks upon hearing the king then after a while he continued his walk.
Yuuri was left, unheard by Wolfram. He stood in the grass alone. He was distracted by Wolfram's emotionless eyes. He dropped on his knees and cried. No one will comfort him. No one.
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At last, I finished it! So do you like this edited version? I'll edit the next two chapters and I'll continue to write the fourth one. I deleted chapter 2 and 3 but I'll post the edited version maybe this month. Chapter 2 is fine with me but some editing won't hurt right? And what I really like to edit is chapter 3 because it's just so wrong. Anyways, Thanks for reading!! Please Review!!