Edited 09/12/10

I will complete this. Got bummed with Season 3.

It's no surprise that Yuuri have finally mustard up the courage to speak with him about the topic of their engagement, after all it was Wolfram's plan all along. Still the slight hope that Yuuri wouldn't be so easily manipulated into this lingered in his guarded heart. It's only natural to hope that their one sided love would be returned. The adventures, agruements, all of what they been through will never be the same after today. Both of them will forged their own path in life, but only Wolfram knows that his King Yuuri will always be his first priority.

The fire demon took a moment to calm himself infront of the ornate wooden door before knocking to alert the half human king that he has arrived. The corner of the blonde's mouth turned upward seeing that Yuuri deligently working on the massive pile of paperwork. It wasn't long ago that the same young man would have found an excuse to ignore his duties as king for a round of baseball with Conrad. The yound man of 21 looked like his head was glued to the many scrolls and maps lay on his desk while letting out sighs of frustration. If only he would just tackle on thing at a time, it would make it so much easier for him, Wolfram thought inwardly.

"Even after all these years, paperwork is still your least favorite" Wolfram chuckled.

Sighing in defeat, the king scratched his head vigorously and stumped into his chair.

"I'm glad none of the nobles are here right now. What would they say if they saw our king display such undignified behavior?" Wolfram childed.

Yuuri quickly straighten his back, leaned backwards entwining his fingers in front of chest. Eyes turning sharper more mature, dangerous. "The noblity knows their place" floated through the room sending the all too familiar want through the demon's body.

"Yuuri maybe you should take a break. I can sense your darker half" as Wolfram step further into the study.

Just as quickly, the cat like iris turned back to the rounder, gentler shape that most everyone in the castle is so familiar with causing Yuuri to stumped deeper into his chair while closing his tired eyes. Wolfram circled the desk standing behind his king, gently working his hands on the tense shoulders hoping to relieve some of the king's built up tension. There was a time that the Japanese man would have jumped out of his seat at any physically contact between them, now he welcomed it sometimes even demanding it.

Their relationship over the years has evolved beyond friendship but not quite lovers. Wolfram was hoping that he would at least have a chance to find out if their bond was something more than what it was. Sounds of contentment came out of the young man who leaned even closer to the blond. Sometime elasped before the young king opened his eyes and motioned for Wolfram to take a seat in front of him.

Their eyes met, something deeper hidden within their gazes. The blond could see the slight changes of his king's pupil and just as fast returned to normal. It quivered as in protest. Their gaze never left each other until Yuuri broke the silent by looking away. His dark eyes now stared intently as the fine wood of the mahogany hand crafted desk. The king's body language said it all; this would be the end and beginning for them. Yuuri would drag this out by stumbling over his words and awkward explanations while Wolfram wanted to end this as quick as possible, so he spoke first.

"Gwendal has probably "hinted" to you about making an "honest" man out of me. He's only watching over me Yuuri; don't put any thought to his words. You're still far too young to think about marriage. It is crucial for you to learn all you can in order to become a great ruler. You have big shoes to fill since Shinou left us. . You only need to concentrate on becoming a great king everything else can wait."

"Wolfram, this would mean that the engagement would be nullified."

"You don't need to say anything, becoming and good king is your priority at the moment. You can't have anything or anyone distract you, your citizens need you."

"Where does that leave us, Wolfram?" Yuuri asked looking up for the first time since the conversation started.

"I will always remain by your side, Yuuri. Our engagement is a distraction that the kingdom can ill afford. I have already instructed Gunter to annul the engagement as well as informed the rest of kingdom that you will not be entertaining suitors for the time being.

"The king didn't know what to say. He has let Wolfram down once again, the one that watched over his every move, keeping him on the right path. The one person that would look past the resentment and hurt, always putting him above all else. Wolfram had sacrificed his own happiness for him. Yet in return all he can give the blond demon is a tarnish reputation and embarrassment that comes with a king not wanting him.

The shear unselfish act by Wolfram filled the king's eyes with tears that flowed down his tan face and chiseled jaw line. Yuuri was repulse with himself, all he could do is cry and let the guilt eat him up from the insides. Wolfram despite of himself wrapped Yuuri in his embrace letting the young man cry all that he spent hours crying into Wolfram chest. The blond stood silently cradling the young man until the sobs left his body as it was replace with the rhythmic breathing of sleep. The blond relinquished his hold on the king to the second son. Conrad nodded as Wolfram turned his back to the sleeping young man and left him to the care of another.

The blond demon shed not a single tear for the dissolution of his engagement. He would face all the rumors and whispers with the pride that the Bielefields are known for. It would be a lie to say it didn't hurt, , but like all wounds, it will slowly heal on its own. It would take months for the fire demon to calm the storm that rage inside of him. Yet each day he continued his daily duty without fail; being a pillar of strength for his king; never far away when the king needed a shoulder to cry on or just an ear to listen to his frustrations. Be it out of duty, pride, or honor, he would remain the proud soldier that he is for not only his country, friend, family, Yuuri, but most of all himself as Wolfram von Bielefield.