Author: concei're
Title: Chronicles of the Petals:Uncried Tears (title has been changed)
Disclaimer, I don't own Kyou Kara Maoh…. XP
Chapter 1: "Even if it hurts"
He moved several paces back, the pain from his lean chest had gotten much heavier, and he could feel the intense heat running through his veins. The dark room seemed to swallow him whole with evil roaming around the treacherous corners. His body fell, inclined and weak on the floor, his eyes were covered with darkness as the pain hovered once again from the thorny plants that his opponent showed. The thorns were like thousands of blades piercing through his chest, killing him physically but have yet to destroy him emotionally as well. He still held on with hope, praying to protect his love from everything that could and would hurt him. So much that he forgot to protect himself.
Everything was such a blur, he could not see anything or anyone, darkness blinded his vision and he could still feel the pain. He shouted and cried, panicking everyone in the room. Moments later, he found himself lying on the floor; he would curse himself if he ever found himself like this. To take back what Console did to him, he stood, hearing a voice shouting his name. He balanced himself with his sword from his right using what was left in him.
"Wolfram! Wolfram! Stop!" Yuuri shouted, as he ran towards him.
"A great soldier never ends a fight like this." He struggled to get up, all he could see was unfocused images of Console and a ball of blue light from his hands that reflects on the glassy floor of Blood Pledge Castle.
He withdrew himself from his ground. He obtained bruises on his face from protecting his fiancé, but nothing could be more painful than what he felt inside. He charged into the laughing person in front of him, tempting him to fight back. He laid his life.
Others were fighting back with the plant thorns that proceeded to wrap around them tighter and tighter. Yuuri dashed for Wolfram - to stop him.
"Ahh! You'll pay for this!" Wolfram shouted holding the sword in to fight.
"No Wolfram! Stop it! Yuuri sprinted after Wolfram, a vein of thorns captured him as he fell to the ground.
"Yuuri! Stay back!" Wolfram ran, with much anger and determination to destroy Console.
"You can't beat me. I can read your mind…" Console threatened him with his evil laughter that he elicited before. His deep voice was an agonizing pain for Yuuri.
"Wolfram no! Don't do this!" Yuuri pleaded, still lying on the floor as he watched his fiancé.
"No Yuuri! Even if it's so, I'll fight him." Wolfram shouted back as he stopped and looked back at Yuuri.
"Hmmmpppfff… I think you didn't hear me, I can read your mind and I can also take your heart." Console was torturing him again.
"Shut up! Don't you dare threaten me! I have already killed my heart once!" Wolfram shouted.
"What?!" Yuuri was entirely worried.
"Stay back, your majesty!" Conrad reminded him. He was still wrapped up in the thorny veins along with Gwendel, Gunter and Josak.
The walls of the castle was breaking apart, almost crashing down upon them, close to burying them alive as it cracked its way down to the cold floor. The sky was at its darkest and the mood spelled of the dreaded tragedy.
Wolfram blazed into action, Console had long prepared for this moment. He came there for a reason after all, a reason only he knew. Wolfram elected a huge cry but within a fraction of a second, as he came nearer to his opponent, getting a good view of his wicked and unmerciful blue eyes, Console got hold of him as he moved swiftly like the wind. Console's cold-blooded hand seeped through his chest. He could feel the tight grip as Console found his emotions deep inside his heart. He was not dead, only numb. His hands were bloody cold as his emerald eyes constricted. Tears came gushing out from his eyes because of the pain and partly because of his loss of feelings. Flashes of memories from love, anger, hate, trust and regret disappeared from his heart; these feelings were sucked out. He dropped his sword and felt nothing anymore.
"Ah… Now I found it…" Console stated, unmerciful.
"Wolfram! NO! STOP IT CONSOLE! STOP IT!" Yuuri cried out in panic, his eyes widening with fright. He could sense that Wolfram was being killed. Despite the great hate hovering his body, no matter how he tried to be the Maoh, he just could not. He wept and begged for him to stop it as he knelt to the ground, crying out for mercy.
"Wolfram, no, this can't be… Ahh!" Gwendel yelled as he tried to talk, the grip constricting tighter as the thorns pierced his skin.
"Wolfram!" Yuuri shouted as Console dropped the unconscious body from his hands. He ran to Wolfram and investigated to see if he was alright. He knelt down and cradled his head in his lap.
"Oh, these sweet feelings. It's so hard to just throw them away…" Console held a 5-petaled flower but each petal has different colors respectively. It was known to be a rare flower that never withers.
The veins stopped and released them automatically, as they heard Console's words resonate around the castle walls. The thorny plants curled up and withdrew to the outsides of the castle.
"Wha- What do you mean?" Yuuri was flushed as he looked at Wolfram on his lap, weak and unconscious.
"Let's play a game, shall we? Wolfram will have his feelings back as long as you can find these petals. Each one is very powerful and it locks a certain feeling within that can reveal so many things. But, on the condition that you must be quick to find them all or your fiancé will die because of the physical pain I gave him. Each time you pursue a petal, some of his memories will fade and this can lessen the pain. I'm not that bad, am I?" Console blew each petal into mid air, disappearing into the endless sky as the winds carried them away.
"Console, what is the meaning of this?" Gwendel's growled, snarling at him. Conrad, Gunter and Josak granted him with suspicious looks of their own as well.
"Oh, well, simply put, this young man here has a lot of hidden feelings and it's such a waste to spoil it now, won't it?" Console strolled towards a window, looking every bit pleased with himself, hints of mischief hanging from his face.
"I can't understand. Why?" Yuuri clenched his fingers gazing down at Wolfram, regretting ever seeing that person.
"Your majesty…" Josak hesitantly spoke.
"Ha, ha-ha… I'll be back." Console left, crashing the roof where he originally entered, he flew in the darkness of the night.
Wolfram's face expressed innocence, hurt and everything else that Yuuri expected to see. His blonde hair shielded his pale face and Yuuri saw the droplets of tears on his cheeks that shimmered from the moonlight sneaking through the roof.
"It can't be. I'll find them for you Wolfram even if it takes me my life. I'm sorry for everything Wolfram." Yuuri grabbed Wolfram's hand close to his heart; tears came running from his eyes. Sobs echoing off the walls of Blood Pledge Castle. It was a sad scene that brought remorse from everybody. Remorse for being so weak, remorse for letting their guard down, and most of all, remorse for failing Wolfram.
"Little brother..." Conrad's whispered, as if afraid to acknowledge the incident had ever happen.
"All his sufferings for this?" Josak questioned, his lips pulled into a grim line.
"Stop this! He's not dead yet!" Gwendel was annoyed beyond reason. His brother still had hope, he was not dead yet.
Yuuri's eyes forbade him to hide his pain and sorrow. He remembered that he has been particularly harsh to Wolfram lately; he had been ignoring him for quite a while now. He did not mean that. He wanted to seek him out himself first but he even did not know why. Despite that, he witnessed what had just occurred before his very eyes. Wolfram still protected him to the very end no matter how badly he was mistreated. Wolfram kept saying he would never leave him and yes, he didn't. He held his hand tightly; his black hair covered his face as he bowed down to him, smiling but still hurting. He saw a scornful piece of paper from Wolfram's left hand.
"Get away from me Wolfram! You're so immature!" he remembered saying this very clearly.
From then on, even if Wolfram did change, Wolfram still hid the pain inside him. Behind closed doors, he wrote some words that meant a lot to him. Even if Yuuri denied and hurt his soul, he would still wait for him to call his name once again… until that day.
Yuuri opened it, he saw his tears on Wolfram's uniform and thought that it would never be the same again. He opened the piece of paper and sensed something. His tears came running down again. Regretful, he shouted those words to him, he read Wolfram's letter. Handwritten with promising words, it was faded because of Wolfram's early tears. Vibrant it seemed, calling, shouting his name, words he never expected from Wolfram, hating the days he left him. Tears came and fell once more. Wolfram held on to the last straw of his patience through these past few days. The words were of this awful day.
Yuuri embraced Wolfram… Staring at the piece of paper in his hand that was bound to be revealed in that moment…
"I'm Still Holding On…"
A/N: this is my first fic here, so I'm sorry if it's not good… please R&R… moments of the past will be posted on the next chapter and Wolfram's awake… hottee39, I can't thank you enough and thanks for being my beta.