The Earning
by: Maeleene
Chapter One: Burning
A/N: My first KKM fic. I don't know why, but I wanted to show Wolfram in a state of... well, near-insanity over something. I think he has the capability, with how deeply he feels things. I think it's just a matter of what sets him off, what the trigger is.
Anyway, please don't be too hard on me, but feel free give me feedback! I love suggestions! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kyou Kara Maou or any of the characters. Promise.
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"Thoughts mixed with definiteness of purpose, persistence, and a burning desire are powerful things." - Napoleon Hill
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The porcelain basin went crashing to the ground.
Next came the curtains.
Childish. The bed canopy.
Bratty. The night stand.
Insensitive. The dresser.
The words came crashing down on Wolfram, and so did his room.
Spoiled prince. Selfish loafer. Pretty boy.
The mirror. The mattress. The picture frames.
Those silly words and names didn't matter when his family said it. Not when the soldiers giggled about it. Not when the foreigners scoffed over it. They were just titles. Pathetic, really.
But when Yuuri said it... When Yuuri confirmed them...
"Geez, Wolfram! I'm beginning to think they're right about all your silly nicknames! Stop acting so jealous and just be reasonable for once!!"
Yes, be reasonable, because loving a boy was far from reasonable. Because giving your heart out only to be broken every day was not even logical. Yelling about it afterwards? Well, that was just plain stupid.
Wolf's breath came in staggered pants as he stood shaking. His room was a mess, but he didn't feel satisfied.
When Yuuri had said that simple statement, he had stared at the king wide-eyed, stunned. Yuuri didn't seem to notice, or maybe he chose not to. Wolfram wasn't sure. But when Yuuri's shoulders had slumped and he sighed, the blond had turned on his heel and walked calmly away. He didn't turn around when the other boy called for him to come back, didn't stop walking when he commanded him as the Demon King to listen to his apology. He didn't stop until he got to his room and, in a fit of rage and sorrow and disbelief, he began destroying it.
But it wasn't enough yet.
In frustration, he sent his fist through the window, the sharp edges cutting his hand as he pulled back.
Damn that WIMP!! Damn Yuuri for making him like this! He nursed his injured hand and gritted his teeth. It hurt. His heart hurt, and he didn't know what to do. The words stung, and he couldn't just brush them aside. He didn't know how to when Yuuri said it...
And then he felt it. The heat, the anger. He felt it rising up and seeping out of his skin. It made Wolfram feel better, not quite as helpless. He could feel his mouth curl upwards into a sick looking grin. And he could feel the fire forming in his hand, winding slowly around his fingers and nestling in his shaking palm. With steady steps, he made his way to the destroyed bed, and opened his fist.
The fire spread quickly, dancing along the feather pillows before jumping onto the down mattress and racing across the silk blankets. Wolf couldn't help it. He chuckled, throwing the fire towards his art supplies on the ground across from him. The blaze spread, charring the walls and flicking out the shattered window, circling around the Mazoku until he was sure he would burn, too. A sick feeling bubbled up from the pit of his stomach, curling up his throat until it came out as frantic laughter. He heard pounding on his door, but all he could do was fall to the floor, clutching his sides as he laughed.
The hilarity of this situation was obscure at best, but he laid back with a goofy grin as he watched the ceiling burn. The flames looked so pretty. Peaceful in their wrath. This was the destruction he was looking for.
The door crashed to the ground and, frowning, Wolfram cursed the unusual rain that fell inside the room, dousing his fire.
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"A good way to threaten somebody is to light a stick of dynamite. Then you call the guy and hold the burning fuse up to the phone. 'Hear that?' you say. 'That's dynamite, baby.'" - Jack Handy
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A/N: Well... Continue on:) Review, please! Comments and criticism welcome.
Chapter Status: Complete