A/N—I own nothing. Hahaha You can't sue me… Well you can but it won't do much good. So there!

Pairing—Yuri/Wolfram (duh!)

Summary—He finally got Wolfram to leave him alone. It is a time for celebration and happiness, so what if nobody has seen Wolfram leave his room in over a week. Yuri didn't care…Right?

Warning—This story is rated M and you should be warned that there will be self-mutilation involved as well as other adult (mature) themes. If this bothers you then you are free to leave. Remember you have been warned.

Saving Dying Angels

A black hair young man looked out the window of his bedroom suite, watching as the birds flew in the sky and throw the clouds. They seemed to be so carefree and peaceful as if there was nothing in the world that could ever touch them. How the young man wish that the same were true for him, but alas it was not meant to be so.

"Yuri, what are you looking at? Probably some girl out in the courtyard or something. You are such a weak cheater." The blonde haired prince's voice entered Yuri's mind crashing all of his hopes of having a peaceful day. Yuri could remember all of the times that Wolfram had called him a cheater and weak (along with some other names better left unsaid), all of the anger he had felt because of this abuse was finally reaching its full capacity. Yuri was sure that if Wolfram said one more spiteful thing that there would either be a dead prince or there would be one hell of a fight between the two young men.

Sure enough, Wolfram just didn't know when to quit when it came to Yuri and his anger. "What Yuri? Lost your ability to talk or have you just found that you are too weak to do anything right? I mean come on look at you. What are you really doing for this kingdom? I can answer that question for you if you want…Nothing! You are doing nothing for us. All of your talk about wanting peace for all, including those stinking humans, is just that, TALK! When are you going to realize that this place was just fine and dandy without you and it can and will be fine and dandy when you are gone. Why don't you just do us all a favor and stop wasting our time. Go back to your own world and waste their time with all of your useless shit on peace." Wolfram kept on going without even noticing that Yuri was now shacking with rage. Not just anger, he had crossed that line a long time ago, now he was seen nothing but pure rage toward the blonde.

"ENOUGH! I WON'T LET YOU OF ALL PEOPLE LECTURE ME ABOUT USELESS SHIT!" Yuri's blood was boiling. How dare Wolfram treat him like this, like he was nothing but a stupid, incompetent child. Well Yuri would show him. Taking a step toward the blonde the double black boy let a smirk cross his face. You will pay for all that you have done to me. I will no longer stand for your disrespect and jealousy. I am your king and I will be treated as such, from here until I say you are no longer allowed to speak to me unless you are addressed to. Is that understood?" Yuri read the shock and fear coming off of the young prince and took that as a sign of understanding but he wanted to hear the blonde say it. "I SAID IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?"

Wolfram jump at Yuri's outburst and quickly mumbled a meek 'yes' after which was followed by a squeak and lots of running.

Yuri's watched Wolfram run away from him with a puzzled expression on his face. 'What's up with him?' Yuri looked around his room and tried to remember doing anything that could scare the blonde but nothing came to mind. All he could remember was falling asleep while looking out the window. 'Come to think of it, I did have a strange dream were I yelled at Wolfram…hum…at least I think it was a dream when I yelled at him…'

"I better go find him and ask what happened. I hope that I didn't really yell at him, he has been so nice and not pushy and jealous lately that I have been able to get to know the real him better." Yuri talked to himself as he wondered the halls looking for his friend/fiancé. "Gods I hope that he does do something stupid." With that thought in mind Yuri started to run around in his search.

Somewhere outside the castle….

Wolfram sat down panting from his long run away from Yuri. For the life of him he could not find a reason as to why Yuri would yell at him. He had done nothing wrong, all he was doing in the first place was trying to tell the young king that dinner was ready and he should come down before people, mainly Gunter, started to worry about their slightly ditsy king.

Tears started to fill the young blondes eyes as he sat there catching his breath, "I am sorry for whatever it was that I have done to upset you Yuri. Please don't be mad at me." The tears began to fall but he took no notice, all of the pain that he had been feeling the last few years was starting to get the better of him. He had taken all of Yuri's rejection over the course of the last four years as if Yuri was just a young scared boy. Okay so Yuri was a young scared boy but now he was more confidant and he showed that he did care somewhat for Wolfram.

At least Wolfram thought that he did…