A Lonesome Waltz

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Ma-O, the characters, storyline, plot, or anything relating to it. All of the above is copyrighted totheir respective owners. I do not own the story of Cinderella, either.

Intro: -Beautiful Planet- I haven't done a KKM! fic in a while, so here is the multi-chapter I've been waiting to write. A fairy-tale take on KKM! (smiles) Fourteenth fic, enjoy!

Epic Rating: Brief Violence, Sugesstive/Sexual Themes, Language, Shounen-Ai, Yaoi, Alcohol, ect.

Pairing: Wolfram x Yuri – Kyo Kara Ma-O!

A/N: I altered Cinderella's plot to fit the fic...

ACT -1 -OVERTURE

"…Do you understand?." A tutor calmly finished his long lecturing of a blonde demon prince who would be destined to fulfill the throne one day, Lord Wolfram Von Biefelt. Lazy green eyes slid open as he nodded his head, an easy way to avoid the re-explanation of his tutor. "All right then, you are dismissed, Lord Wolfram."

Wolfram got up from the seat which by this point had his rear-end engraved in it. As he strolled down the long hallway, he remarked all the things he'd rather be doing at that very moment.

"Wolfram! Don't space out when walking! What's gotten into you lately?" A wrinkled brow made his way toward Wolfram. Holding a large box filled with what was most likely plush animals made by himself, Gwendal stood steadfast while interrogating Wolfram.

"Ah Gwendal. It's none of your business. I'm just bored. There's nothing to do and I keep having to listen to these stupid, long lectures. I'd just really like to sneak out and see the tow- Er… Yeah. The tower! I'd like to see the tower again!" Wolfram, feeling the slight bit flustered, ran away quickly to his quarters.

Slumping on the bed, he slid his hand into his hair and down his face until reaching his neck. He took in a deep breath before exhaling a loud sigh.

"For once…" the prince started, "it's be nice for someone to understand there's so much more I want."

Scouting the area quickly but securely, Wolfram headed down his window into town where he had been recently sneaking out to.

It was a secret. His secret.

-O-

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! You really are a stupid step-son, you know that Urine?"

"Yeah, yeah. And it's Yuri…" a shrimpy double-black sighed. He once had a loving family, but after his mother died and his father remarried, nothing went right. Later, Annissina, the woman of his father's dreams worked him to death while conducting a strange experiment.

To top it all off, he inherited two pushy step-sister, Giesela and Greta. His family fortune was squandered on weird expeditions in the science and womens' improvement fields and the pampering of his two step sisters. His step-mother abhorred men, and therefore abhorred Yuri. She put him to use by making him cook and clean. The last ounce of manliness left in Yuri was his manhood and his love for baseball. His new family even made him wear frilly pink maid outfits!

Yuri made his way up the stairs to his room where he was often locked inside. This time was no exception, either. One slipping of the tea landed Yuri in his hostile environment for a whole week.

Feeling down and depressed, he sat at his desk looking out a window; his only key to real civilization. He reminisced about the past and wondered how different his life would be if not for a few minor experiences.

Tearing out the pink outfit, Yuri changed into some regular clothes and decided to sneak out once and for all. He had never done it before and he didn't know what other people were like.

After climbing down the window, he took one final glance and his home before running into town – a place where he had never stepped a foot into and his first contact with reality.

-O-

He had snuck out a few times before, but never had the market been so crowded. The large crowds pushed, shoved, and touched. Wolfram felt disgusted being near beings of inferior status, but he refused to go home.

As he made his way to the town square, he realized a large amount of people gathering. Masses stared as a double-black calmly ate a sandwich – a cheap and common dish. "A double-black…" Wolfram said, staring with numerous others. Decided to get a closer look, he made his way to the front. Double-blacks were extremely rare and rumored to be very powerful and influential.

-O-

'Why are all these people staring at me?' Yuri thought to himself. Was it so strange to eat a sandwich? All he did was eat a sandwich with emergency money from years ago.

After contently finishing his meal, Yuri arose from his placement and started looking about. These were house, shops cafés, and a market. Beautifully colored and pleasing to his eyes, the half-breed couldn't wait to explore the new environment.

"Hey you! Double-Black! You think you're so mighty and powerful? Wait till I kick you ass!" A small band of thugs made their way toward Yuri. Clearly, they were drunk, but not a hard as the ring leader himself.

"What? Did I do something?" Yuri's eyes widened. He had only ate and already he had done something wrong.

"Playing innocent, eh? I'm gonna kick yer scrawny God-damn ass!" The leader, commencing to attack Yuri, was soon slain.

In the flash of an eye, Yuri was being lead away from the crowds by a blonde-haired boy.

After reaching a good distance away, the boy confronted the other. "You're a double-black. You must be really important. Who are you and what are you doing?"

"What? I'm nobody special! I live a ways away from here! I'm just the son of a regular working class mother! But both of my parents died so now I live with my crazy step-mother and her two daughters!"

"Really. Well, I think," Wolfram started, looking up and down Yuri, "that you're nothing more than a moronic wimp!"

"Wh-What?" Yuri choked out.

"Yeah. You're an idiot, too!" Wolfram said, walking away with his nose in the air.

"You… you say that again! And to my face!" Yuri scowled.

Turning around and facing the double-black once more, the arrogant prince returned the call. "I said you're a-"

-SLAP!-

Yuri took a few breaths after slapping the boy. His instincts told him to hit the other with the palm of his hand and deliver a blow to the other's face.

Staring in disbelief, the blonde-boy soon ran away in shock. Yuri, feeling triumphant, soon realized that the boy's sword fell out of its sheath. Picking up the sword gently, Yuri examined it closer. Engraved on the sword stood the initials WvB.

END - 1 - OVERTURE

Afterthoughts: Wow! I think this came out pretty good. The Cinderella part will kick in the chapter. As soon as I figure out how to add chapters, I'll upload it. (throws hands in the air) Thank you to all the people who reviewed any of my other fics! (huggles) Until the next bulk upload! (waves)