Title: Kyo Kara Maou: Wake the Dragon Lord

Author: Orial

Rating: R

Summery: Gwendel becomes possessed by the spirit of a dragon lord and becomes a rampaging danger to not only the Demon kingdom but to himself as well. Gunther must make a choice between his two loves, Gwendel and Yuri, as to who to protect and who to love. The lives of the demon kingdom and all who live in it lies in Gunther's torn heart.

Pairings: Gunther/Yuri, Gunther/Gwendel, Yuri/Wolfram

Disclaimer: I own nada.

Author's note: I love the show, I love the characters, I love the pairings, and for those of you who don't know me...I torment the ones I love. BTW, I am a Gunther/Gwendel supporter. PS: Feed the Plot Bunnies! Review today:D

Chapter one: Dragon soul, Demon heart

Gwendel worked over the maps late in the night. Though he wouldn't tell anyone, horrid nightmares had been keeping him up. From the death of his brothers and their blood covering his hands to the destruction of the kingdom and him reigning in terror and fear. He was not a murderer, and he was no tyrant. Yet what tormented him most about the nightmares were the dragons. Massive dragons large enough to devour a horse whole were at his beck and call. They obeyed him and he would give orders for them to kill the Maou, his best friend Anissina...and.

Gwendel shook his head from the final thoughts, shaking slightly from the exhaustion, and the fear. Was it the Original Demon King sending him visions of what would happen if he continued on this path, or was it simply his mind being over worked.

"Nonsense, the only one who could control the dragon hordes is the Dragon Lord. And he was killed hundreds of years ago..." he muttered to himself. He yawned and sipped his tea trying once again to work out strategies incase of war. He growled and pushed them away, his mind in clutter and torment. He got up, taking the hot tea filled kettle and his cup to his rooms. He would sit and knit a while before trying once again to sleep.

Sitting in bed in his night clothes and picking up his latest project, a gift for Anissina, he began to knit. He smiled slightly and concentrated on the rhythm of knitting, safely tucked inside of his room in his warm bed. Within several minutes he was dozing off, and with his last energy for the night, put up the knitting turned out the lamp and laid down to sleep. A sleep once again filled with the great dragon hordes and the deaths of those whom he loved.

Gunther walked towards the war room, expecting to see Gwendel there, working as he always did, to call him for breakfast.. When he found the room empty, he was a little perplexed and headed for his private rooms. Knocking politely before opening he found the bed a horrid mess and a tea kettle broken upon the floor, as well as yarn and broken knitting needles.

"Gwendel?" Gunther came into the room and looked around, his heart racing in his chest. "Gwendel!" He ran towards the back of the room and opened the door to the private bath, finding the black haired demon sprawled upon the floor near the bath. Gunther rushed to his side and touched his neck to find a pulse. "Gwendel! Please wake up!" Shaking his shoulder gently he finally got a response.

"Ohhh...what...what happened?" Gwendel woke his blue eyes fluttering to life staring into Gunther's worried and tear filled face. "Gunther...? what's wrong?" Gwendel winched as he got up finding shards of broken pottery in his hands, his eyes widening in fear.

"Spirits are you all right Gwendel? You scared me half to death! Oh my! We need to have your hand tended to." Gunther's voice was frantic as he gently brushed the black silky hair out of the face of the general. Gwendel shook his head and moved to remove the shards himself.

"I...I'll be fine, Gunther. There's nothing to be so concerned about. I can take care of it myself," he muttered unsure of himself that everything was just fine. It wasn't the first time that he had woken out of his bed from the nightmares. As soon as the thought of the night before flashed through his mind his entire body tensed and he reached for his head.

"You're not fine, Gwendel, you need to see a doctor. Gwendel?" Gunther placed a hand upon his shoulder and the man seemed to snap out of his horror and reluctantly nodded.

"I need to stop this...Gunther this is the third time I've woken like this. Ever since these nightmares started I've been waking in different area's of the castle, always facing to the south. Gunther..." Gwendel looked up to the demon by his side, his blue eyes filled with a fear that none had seen. "I'm afraid something is going to happen to me and to the Demon Kingdom."