Summary: Yuuri finally gets his chance to be free from Wolfram's bonds (or so he call it). Now that the two of them are separated, will Yuuri finally realize what he has happily pushed away and will Wolfram willingly go back to all the pain Yuuri caused him? Is it just too late to make the moon smile?

Ethereal… Surreal… Captivating… These three words are mere understatements if used to describe Shin Makoku tonight… and yet; no other words can be used to express the beauty that the moon and her stars bring upon the lands of a certain young Maou. Picture this, the moon in her full glory surrounded by her little twinkling stars above the lands of Shin Makoku. It almost feels like a dream, isn't it? However, nobody knows what this night's events will bring… It may bring pure happiness… happiness that is suited to be witnessed by the elegant moon and her children… or it may bring a pain so deep… deep enough to make the moon cry.

Inside Blood Pledge Castle, a party is held in celebration of the young Maou's sixteenth birthday and of his becoming a pure-blooded Mazoku. Officially tonight, he will be crowned as the strongest king Shin Makoku has ever had both for establishing alliances with human nations and for defeating the evil force that has been lying in Shin Makoku all this time. Sure enough, tonight will also be the night when he finally announces whether he will break his engagement with his fiancé or not. He has been given this liberty when he finally got Gwendal and the others to think this matter over.

(One Month Ago)

"But Gunter, come on. We all know that my engagement with Wolfram is just an accident." Yuuri whined for the nth time.

"Your Majesty, I know that very well. However, traditions are traditions here in Shin Makoku and there has been no known Mazoku to ever violate any tradition." Gunter explained to the young king who is now slouching in his seat. "In addition to that, it seems that Your Majesty's relationship to Lord von Bielefield is going all right. If that's the case, then why would you want to break this engagement?" The lavender-haired Mazoku wondered as he turned his back to his king and began to make elaborate arm gestures. "Oh, Your Majesty, is it because you already realized how deep my love for you is? Or maybe because you really want me to be your fiance? Or is it because…." Gunter's voice trailed off as the young Maou stood and approached the door.

"Ugh… Not this again…" Yuuri sighed as he walked out of the room. After a few moments, a loud –thump- was heard from the room he had left.

'Maybe I'll just talk to Conrad… I'm sure he'll consider it this time. However, come to think of it, he never really reacts whenever I open that topic with him…' Yuuri mused as he walked the long corridors of his castle. 'Or maybe I'll just discuss it with Gwendal. Surely, he'll understand why I'm bringing this up again… Still, there is the VERY BIG possibility that he'll just shrug me away—like he usually does.' The young Maou sighed as he continued his walk. 'Ugh… what am I gonna do? Oh, for the love of Shinou! Who am I gonna talk to? I might as well consult Murata and…' Yuuri stopped in his tracks as realization dawned on him. 'Yes, yes… that's right! Oh, for the first time in my young life, my inner monologue has finally produced something productive!'

"Conrad!" Yuuri shouted as he ran and looked for his stoic godfather.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" Conrad asked as he stopped his sparring session with another soldier. "What is it that you might need?"

"Conrad! Don't call me 'Your Majesty'! You're the one who named me, right? So it's Yuuri. YUU-RI. Just DON'T call me Yuu-chan, okay?" Yuuri explained while panting. "Anyways, I'm gonna go to Shinou's temple and go talk to Murata."

"Is that so, Yuuri? If that's so, then wait here and I'll go get the horses." Conrad was about to leave when they saw Gunter came out.

"Your Majesty Yuuri, Conrad!" Gunter called as he rushed towards the Maou.

"What is it Gunter?" Yuuri inquired as he stared at the older Mazoku.

"Gwendal is asking Your Majesty to come to his office. You come too, Conrad. He says it might be time to prepare for Your Majesty's birthday. He also mentioned about discussing some important matters that might be considered now."

"Very well then, let us go." The young Maou said as he led to Gwendal's office.

'This might be the chance to discuss this matter with them! Oh, at last!' Yuuri thought excitedly. However, his face fell when he realized that it is Gwendal, Gunter, Conrad and even Wolfram who he will be discussing this with. 'Oh Shinou… Please let me live after this…'

And so, it has been decided on that fateful assembly consisted of Gwendal, Gunter, Conrad, Wolfram and him that the final decision regarding that matter will be made and announced by Yuuri himself on his birthday and in front of all his people and alliances. This decision pissed off Wolfram, evident in his storming out of the room before their meeting was over—'pissed off', as Yuuri would say. However, what he did miss was the look of pain and the tears welling in Wolfram's eyes as he went out of the chamber and headed for his room.

And so tonight, Mazoku and humans will witness the young Maou make a decision that will greatly affect his life—and his ruling as well. As the clock chimed the eleventh of the evening, Yuuri, clad in his royal black suit and a black robe which was presented to him earlier this evening as a sign of his authority, walked regally towards the platform in front. All eyes then turned to look at him and whispers of 'He really is a great king. Just look at him walk.'; 'I just realized how handsome our Maou is! I wonder if I could be a nice fiancée for him.' and others would be heard.

'Oh for heaven's sake! I hope I can still live after I do this.' Yuuri thought as he stared straight ahead, now conscious of the many eyes burying holes in him. 'Come to think of it, where is Wolfram, anyways? Usually, he would be breaking my back and neck or just plain attempting to kill me. Now that I think about it, I'll kinda miss that. Oh… what am I thinking?! Miss that?! You've gotta be kidding me… I would never miss all those near death experiences whenever I'm with Wolfram. That guy is just plain worse than death itself… But…' Yuuri was cut off with his internal monologue when he reached the platform's stairs. He slowly took each step, careful not to trip in his elegant robe in front of too many people whose eyes are clearly on him, watching his every move. He reached the platform itself and he made his way to the microphone in the center.

'Here it is… Here it is… This is it…'

"Ah-Ahem…" Yuuri cleared his throat as he spoke in the microphone. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, Mazoku and humans. I, Yuuri Shibuya, want to thank you all for coming this evening. It has been of my great pleasure that you are all here. I hope that you have enjoyed this evening and will be enjoying the rest of it after my speech." After having said this, Yuuri closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 'This is really it… Forgive me, Wolfram.' "Tonight, I will be announcing my final decision with regards to my engagement with Lord Wolfram von Bielefield. This announcement has been decided a month ago by me and my royal subjects. And now, my final decision…" He paused again for a dramatic effect and then continued. "My final decision will be…"

Yuuri was cut short when the double doors of the hall burst open and a certain blond Mazoku came in. He had been running, evident in his panting and sweating. All eyes were now focused on Wolfram as he walked towards the platform now that he has regained his composure. He walked up towards the stage and stood beside Yuuri who is now staring bemusedly at him. Wolfram gave Yuuri a sad smile and a nod, signaling for the young king to continue.

"Wolfram! What are you doing here?" Yuuri blurted out before he can help it.

"Hmmph… It's just like you to continue announcing this decision without me. Who knows what might happen to you after this? You're still a wimp, as always." Wolfram managed to answer back with less force than usual. It is unmistakable for all those who were watching them that the blond Mazoku is holding back his tears. "Now, will you continue announcing before I turn to stone here? I do need some rest, you know."

"Uh… Y-yeah… You're right." The Maou stammered as he returned to look at the expectant faces of his audience. "Now, my final decision…" He sighed and took a deep breath.

'Forgive me, Wolfram.'

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing, so it would be appreciated if you would be considerate. Anyways, as we all know, Kyou Kara Maou is not mine--just the plot (the drama, the angst and etc.) Thank you for taking time to read this! God Bless to you all!

P.S. I don't really know when I will publish the next chapter but please don't sue me for writer's block, 'kay?! I'm kinda still searching for my muse...

P.P.S. This is not beta-ed, so forgive me for the wrong tenses and bad grammar... I really am sorry.