I DON'T OWN KYOU KARA MAOU
Warning: a bit OOC. This is not an AU as the story is still in the universe of Shin Makoku.
Betrayal, adventure
Note: I wrote this story almost two years ago, so if you see any resemblance with another fanfiction, I'm sorry. But this story is NOT plagiarism. I thought it was sad to let this story in my drawers while it's my first real serious fanfiction about Yuuri and Wolfram. You are warned, thank you.
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Yuuri and Wolfram were holding hands of each other. They were in the ballroom where many people were happily and noisily dancing. The room was adorned with many colours but golden and pink roses were the main. Everyone knew that the reconciliation between the young king and the blond mazoku was being feasted.
What a reconciliation? So it meant there had been an argument between the two? A breaking-off too. Knowing the young couple, it was not something normal and known...
Greta who was dancing with Conrad caught a glimpse of her two fathers and instantly smiled. She ran towards them and the two boys hugged her.
" I'm so happy to see you together once again! I love you so much!" She was almost crying.
" It's good..." Yuuri faintly muttered; giving a tender kiss on her hair. Wolfram was stroking her face and back, lovingly looking at her.
" Papa and Daddy are better now, my darling. We're going to be much better parents for you. I promise Greta!"
" Yeah, I know..."
Wolfram turned his gaze to Yuuri who was smiling weakly. The blond prince squeezed his hand and shyly gave a kiss on Yuuri's soft lips. Greta's eyes were shining like stars:
" When do I have a sister or a brother?" She asked half-mischievously, half innocently. The fiancés glanced at each one, reddening terribly. Gunter, next to a more than glad Celi, was crying, joined hands on his heart.
" Aah...Love is so strong..."
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One year before.
Wolfram was sure to know Yuuri's feelings now. During a game where Greta had ended up crying because she saw her dads fight again and didn't know what their feelings truly were, Yuuri kind of admitted he liked Wolfram very much.
Wolfram had smugly smirked, Greta had dried her tears but Yuuri had felt extremely humiliated.
For a moment, Yuuri had felt a kind of depression. A sort of internal crisis. He was sharing his time on Earth, where he was a simple boy, playing, without any girlfriend, going to school with other pupils and his time in Shin Makoku. There, he was a powerful king with high duties, sometimes too heavy for his frail shoulders. The reality was harsher for him. The crisis that the kingdom had gone through some months before had been a trauma for him as he could clearly remember it. He saw many people die in front of him. He was more and more affected. Conrad prayed him to rest on Earth with his family. After all the unhappiness and the blood he had seen, Yuuri wanted nothing but do what Conrad was saying. He thought he would calm down. He thought he would smile.
But he was wrong.
He couldn't help but think of everyone he had left in a difficult situation, the brave soldiers with no fortune who were fighting and dying for him. He felt more than guilty that some died instead of him just because he was the king.
I have accepted to be the king. I have a big duty for all of them, they're all happy to be my people. But the only thing I'm doing is leave them.
The fact that he felt less courageous than the others was haunting him. Wolfram was right: he was a wimp. Much more...A coward.
I don't want to be a coward but I exactly act this way. I'm not able to protect my people. So why should I be the king?
He couldn't give up. Greta was one of his main reasons to keep being strong and she was so proud to have him as a father. Conrad told him almost every day he was a good sovereign. Some kept believing in him, he was the hope of many here.
Happy to be loved, Yuuri couldn't help to feel it as a burden gradually. And he himself started to wonder if he really deserved all this kindness and support.
He was not twenty but that was as if world was expecting him to carry all the troubles on his shoulders. All the issues. All the tears and screams.
Yuuri could have felt lonesome and totally misunderstood. Who could totally understand him?
Celi, the former Queen? But she was often in trip. Except, Murata, he hadn't real friends on Earth.
Love was absent too, on his native planet. Girls were not interested in him.
Wolfram. Life appeared a bit happier with him. And it was enough to keep Yuuri standing on his feet steadily, ready to work again. It was weird but right: being with Wolfram was more efficient than being comforted by sweets or chocolate. With Wolfram, he felt able to fight, to take decisions, to be a king. Yuuri knew he was giving him more and more trust and affection. He understood he was-maybe-falling in love with the proud blond. To make things worse, he couldn't forget the two kisses they had already shared one night. Short, cute and warm. But that was all. And the next morning, he saw himself cuddling against Wolfram, holding firmly his hand. Wolfram who had been tenderly watching him looked at him with a dubious eyes.
" Hey, Yuuri, what's up?"
" W-what were we doing?"
" ...We only are together, holding our hands. What's wrong with that?"
" I can't believe this."
" Hey, wimp, there's nothing bad to do it."
Yuuri squeezed his two lips against each one, quivering and he suddenly looked away.
" Going to take a bath."
Wolfram with big eyes watched him heading towards the bathroom and noisily locked the heavy door. The black-haired boy knew it was unfair but it had been stronger than him.
I don't want to like boys! Never!!
Doubting of his abilities, doubting of his life on Earth and doubting of his own sexuality were making Yuuri more and more fragile. Even though he was trying to hide it.
Though it didn't help to hear rumors about him. At school, people started to believe he was truly gay as they had never seen him with a girl. Several times, they had made fun of him about this fact. It was mortifying and humiliating to be the victim.
Yuuri joined immediately Shin Makoku after his tests at school, using the bathtub water.
He found himself crying against the bed. He had of course already known breakdowns but not as harsh as this. He was totally lost in his thoughts, wondering how to escape from this situation.
It's only then he noticed two pale hands were holding his wet cheeks.
" Yuuri! Yuuri! Are you hearing me?"
Yuuri then saw Wolfram knelt in front of him, with a slight frown of worrisomeness on his face, big green eyes locked on his black ones:
" W-wolfram?"
" What's going on, Yuuri? You scare me like this."
The dark-haired boy didn't know what-and how-to answer. Wolfram was truly caring for him. He caressed the damp cheeks.
" You're shaking Yuuri! You're cold?"
Wolfram grabbed a near towel and draped his fiancé with it. Pulling him closer to him, he started to stroke the dark hair, the tanned skin and the face. When he saw water still escaping black eyes, Wolfram understood:
" Yuuri...you're crying?"
The Japanese boy slowly looked at him,unable to say whatever could be right. He wasn't going to say he felt self-conscious and for never dating anyone, for never knowing what a real kiss could be...He felt so inferior!
" I'm c-cold, Wolfram..."
The latter weakly smiled, his heart swelling to the warmth he felt because of Yuuri's childish voice.
" Okay. You're all wet because of your return."
Let me take care of you.
Yuuri only nodded. Wolfram daintily took to make him stand up, then he removed the soaked clothes. Yuuri-strangely-didn't care to be naked in front of him. He kept drying him with the towel, bringing some warmth.
" Sit down, Yuuri" Wolfram softly said patting the bed. "I'm going to dress you."
Yuuri meekly obeyed as Wolfram was searching for some clothes. He found the blue pajamas. It was weird for Wolfram to dress Yuuri as a baby, as a doll but he didn't care. He just like it.
He could see Yuuri needed comfort and company so he would have done anything to make him feel better and happy.
" How is Greta?" The king suddenly asked.
" She's fine, don't worry. Anissina is teaching her new history lessons."
" Ah...Well."
" Have you eaten?" Wolf asked as he was buttoning the shirt.
" No, but I'm hungry."
Wolfram frowned, pushing a slender hand on Yuuri's forehead.
" Jeez, you're sick. You need to rest a little. I'm going to tell the others you're back and I'll bring some food."
As he started to stand up to exit, he felt a feeble hand grabbing his arm. The blond stunningly looked at Yuuri.
" Please, Wolf. Don't go. Stay with me. I don't wanna be alone."
Seeing the sadness and the weakness in Yuuri's voice, Wolfram didn't hesitate to stay with him. He gently smiled,squeezing his fiancé's hand.
" Of course."
They went under covers and Yuuri was reassured to have someone beside him, to feel someone else's presence.
Wolfram smiled again and shyly took Yuuri's hands. They stared at each one before Yuuri dropped his gaze, still quivering as a leaf. The blond came closer and and started small caresses on the arm and chest. As Yuuri-unconsciously-leaned over him, Wolfram gradually took him in his arm, hoping to cease the shaking. He then noticed Yuuri's feet were as cold as snow.
" Damn, Yuuri! You're frozen!"
The prince immediately at up and began rubbing the cold members to bring some warmth.Yuuri felt to sick to protest. Then Wolf dressed his feet with socks.
Wolfram tugged his man towards him, nuzzling their heads together. He widely smiled, happy to share such a sweet moment with his fiancé but still worrying for his health. He kissed the forehead, promising to do his best to heal Yuuri.
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When Yuuri woke up, he caught a glimpse of Wolfram sleeping so close to him. His breaths were hot and smelling good. Yuuri unconsciously stroked the soft pink lips. Yeah...Wolfram was so...girly. Yuuri little by little remembered the moment before they fell asleep.
The blond mazoku had been so nice to him. Yuuri felt his heart fill with gratefulness and admiration. Wolfram started to open his eyes, his vision more and more neat as he saw his king grinning to him. He feebly smiled too, feeling tired but relieved, to see his fiancé. Sleeping with Yuuri was the greatest thing ever.
" I can note you've slept well, Yuuri."
" And so have you?"
" Yes, how long have we been sleeping?"
" Don't know..."
Wolfram kept smiling.
" You look much better, Yuuri. It warms my heart!"
" Yes, thank you, Wolf! You made a great job!"
" It's such a thing to comfort a wimpy fiancé"
Wolfram caressed him again, encouraged by Yuuri's smile.
" Yuuri, tell me what's going on?"
" Wolf, I don't think..."
" No, tell me! I need to know! How can I be a good fiancé if I don't know what's happening to you." Wolfram uttered with pain in his voice.
Yuuri understood it would be useless to hide his internal turmoil to the fair-haired boy who was good at reading thoughts. So, sighing, he answered:
" I have to admit...I feel sometimes alone...I don't know what's wrong with me..."
" Yuuri. Shut up, please. You don't suck. You're good...And a good king too...And a funny fiancé as well...Though I think you could be better for the role. Except that, I'm angry you feel alone. Don't Greta and I count in your life? We love you and need you...So stop whining."
First startled and astounded, Yuuri began to smile and again. He nodded, his eyes locked on Wolfram's. He was so kind under his proud appearance and his rough manners. And he was so beautiful...
Yuuri leaned more and more until his lips reached Wolfram's. The blond was completely surprised but he happily accepted, demanding nothing more than that. It was totally new yuuri gave willingly a kiss.
And it felt so good!
When their tongues met, Wolf found himself moaning, enjoying the slow and dainty touch of Yuuri.
He dared let his hands wander on Yuuri's chest as the king stroked his arms and back. Their intimacy became greater...but...
What am I doing? Wolfram is a boy! Oh...It's so soft...but it's not right!Just NOT right! I was myself depressed to feel so different! And here I am: kissing a boy! It's not something good!
Wolfram began to frown as he felt Yuuri more and more uncomfortable. His surprise became bigger when the young king withdrew his tongue and pulled back, pushing Wolf away from him.
" Y-yuuri, what's wrong?"
" I-I...I don't know...I...!"
" What? Hey, are you fine?" Wolfram asked, full of worry, reaching Yuuri's cheeks to caress him and bring some comfort but the black-haired boy just jerked it away.
" Don't touch me!"
The big green eyes widened in amazement. Why was his fiancé so harsh? Why did he reject him now?
" Yuuri...You're just a bit sick, everything is going to be alright!"
" S-shut up!"
The young king sat up in bed, his face dropped in his quivering hand. Damn it! It couldn't be possible! He didn't like boys! After all! But...he had just kissed one and had enjoyed it furthermore!
It was disgusting, just so wrong! But what was happening to him?!
Wolfram sat up like him, his eyebrows frowned and deeply worried. He was watching Yuuri in a total agitation and was feeling bad, ashamed, guilty for not being able to help him, to understand him better.
" Yuuri...please what's going on?"
" I shouldn't have encouraged you!"
" For what?"
" T-that kiss!" The Japanese boy said in a disgusted tone.
That hurt Wolfram so badly. It reached the core of his soul.
So Yuuri...once again, found it shameful and horrible to kiss him, his own fiancé? The prince felt rage and pain invading his body.
" Yuuri, you're the one who started to kiss me! You did enjoy it! You did accept me in this KISS!"
" No! That's not right!!"
" Stop it! Why are you acting like this? Why are you protesting as if you've made the greatest mistake of your life!! There's nothing wrong with it!! I-I love you...And I wanted you to be fine! We did nothing wrong!"
" Of course, we did!" Yuuri ranted, looking at him. " Kissing someone of your gender is totally wrong, bad and FORBIDDEN! We should have never done it! Never!"
Wolfram was shaking like a leaf. A wind of rage and anger was animating him. His blood was seething as it had never seethed before. His hand was holding the cover.
" Don't tell me you didn't like it! Don't tell me you're ashamed! Yuuri, I kissed you and you kissed me! And we enjoyed it, no matter what kind of bullshit you say!! So damn it! Why are you whining like a kid, now?! You love me, you're fine with me, it's so obvious, why don't you just accept it!"
Wolfram was panting, his anger too great. Yuuri was staring at him with disbelief and shame,as if Wolfram was Satan himself.
After some silent minutes, Yuuri got off of the bed and heading towards the door , forgot to take clean clothes.
Utterly worried, Wolfram immediately followed him, catching Yuuri's hand.
" Where are you going?"
Yuuri glared at him:
" You don't have to know, let me go!"
And before Wolfram had the time to say something, Yuuri exited, coldly.
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There was tension in the air.
Everyone could feel it.
Yuuri was often-or rather always- nervous. Wolfram was avoiding him. He didn't want to have matters with the king anymore. He felt so hurt.
Yuuri was feeling guilty for being so inconsiderate and cruel with the one who had always been there for him. He knew he was certainly the one to be blamed. He had given Wolfram hopes and then he rejected him. The blond wasn't a toy. He had a heart and Yuuri was afraid of his fragility. He was well aware of Wolfram's powerful feelings and his expectations from him.
I can't give one day what he wants and then withdraw it the next day. I'm just hurting him. And however I do like him.
He couldn't bear this suffocating atmosphere. He wanted to find Wolfram, to say he was sorry, to make their relationship better.
That day, Yuuri found Wolfram in the gardens, after he had trained his soldiers. One of them, a red-haired boy was serving him water. Wolfram must have surely worked a lot and hard, he was perpiring. Yuuri approached him as Wolfram drank the water and noticed his presence. His eyes immediately became cold and scornful. Yuuri felt hurt but it let this feeling aside.
" Wolf..."
The blond looked away as the soldier gave him water again.
He was slow to the action and Yuuri could observe him. The soldier was good-looking, tall, pretty and well-shaped. And Yuuri didn't like it at all. He didn't desire to see a handsome boy so close to Wolfram. He gave him a harsh look. The blond prince noticed it and icily replied:
" Don't look at him that way, Your Majesty. Ludwig, please, go away."
The red-haired soldier first surprised, obeyed to his captain after a bow. Wolfram, who was sitting on a bench, stood up.
" What do you want ?" He cruelly asked.
" I...I wanted to apologize for the other day..."
" Is that so?" The blond's voice was ironical and scornful.
" I didn't mean to hurt you."
" But you did hurt me. And badly."
" I know and I regret it. And I didn't want to do it again. I-I promise..."
Yuuri's expression was distressful, pathetic and heartbreaking. Wolfram's anger almost melt in a less great one. But he couldn't help but feel grudge towards his king.
" You say that Yuuri, but you will start again."
" But I..."
" Shut up! With you, I really don't know if my feet are on a sturdy ground. You make it crumble every time we try something intimate."
Yuuri was truly feeling bad. Wolfram's resentment was so strong that he could feel it.
" Wolf...I will try to be more considerate and kinder. I mean...I know I'm a little afraid but I can do better..."
" Afraid? Let me laugh. You're a wimp. A total and complete one! You're such a child who doesn't want to understand. Everything is not like in your world. Men can love men, girls can love girls. You're so dense, you refuse to see that."
" But I..."
" And I don't know if I want to stay with the stupid boy that you are!"
Yuuri was very frustrated, being interrupted and hearing Wolfram's disdainful and biting voice was more than hurtful. The blond accurately watched him before uttered:
" I don't long to be be with someone who's not strong and not open-minded for this. I have had enough Yuuri. You don't figure out a least bit of it..."
" And you?! Do you understand me. Do you even try?"
Yuuri suddenly asked, almost shouting. That startled Wolfram but the Japanese boy didn't mind.
" Do YOU even try?"
He continued:
" I was nothing but a teen in a normal world, with his family and his school! When I came here, I discovered I was a king, I had many things to do and many people to protect! I'm the support of many hopes and lives! And then, you came up with your stupid brat's caprices! You're just selfish Wolfram, you want me all over you but sorry: it-is-not-possible! I was given a boy for a fiancé while I wasn't aware of it! Can you understand for someone like me it's hard to accept something like that? Or you're just to childish to understand that?"
Wolfram was glaring at him in a deadly way. He had been insulted by Yuuri, the one he thought would never pronounced such words. Yuuri lowered his face into his hands, taking a deep breath before lifting his gaze and stammered:
" Wolf...Don't...Forget what I have just say..."
" So you pretended to love me? You pretended to accept me? Yuuri... You're just a coward...Nothing but a coward. I'm terribly ashamed for having you as a king. I don't want to be with a coward like you, you bastard!"
And Wolfram turned round to escape. Yuuri tried to reach him but the blond just yelled at him:
" Don't follow me! I wanna be alone!"
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Greta, some hours later,had joined Yuuri in his office. She had wanted to comfort her father and understood what had happened. In fact she had heard a bit of their argument and it had frightened her.
She was sitting on Yuuri's lap.
" Is it over between you and dad?Have you broken up the engagement?"
He smiled and gave this response:
" I really don't know, my darling...Daddy Wolfram is very angry towards me."
" I saw it."
" But he didn't give me more indications about the fact if he wanted or not..."
" To remain your fiancé?"
" Y-yes... Though Conrad told me we have to break it properly in front of everyone as I'm the king and he's one of the nobles."
It was awkward to acknowledge that the breaking-off could hurt. But truth to be told, this was what he was feeling deep inside. Greta was still staring at Yuuri:
" You've angered him quite a lot, papa."
" I know. I shouldn't have...but you know...things are not always as we would like them to be."
She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.
" So...What are you going to do with Wolfram?"
" I don't know. He's very angry and even papa, Greta, can be afraid of things... like his reactions if I try to do something now."
" But you have to do something! You're not going to give up! You chose Wolfram! You have to stay with him! You like him and he likes you! And I love both of you! I want my two dads together because it's the way to be!"
The little girl had spoken loud enough. Yuuri was looking at her weirdly.
" How old are you?"
Greta watched him intently before she eventually said:
" Younger than you. But when you're not fine, I notice it!"
He took a deep breath as she pecked his cheek.
" You like him, don't you?"
" Yes...I do."
" And I'm sure you don't want him to be with someone else?"
This was a startling question, making Yuuri blurt:
" No! I...we..."
" Well, understood...If you don't want to loose Wolfram; papa, you should find him right now and apologize from all your heart and say him, for once in your life that...you love him. He will surely apologize too for his harsh words."
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Greta was right. The smart little girl had only helped him to sort out his feelings. He couldn't keep acting as if he had not feelings for Wolf. Yes, he really liked him...Always being with him, sleeping with him, eating with him, fighting with him; even kissing him...
Wolfram had become a big part of him. A special part of his heart. He couldn't deny it anymore.
His heart lightened considerably, feeling it swelling considerably until it painfully hammered against his chest. Now that he was facing the truth, he could see clearer. He had feelings for the blond.
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Yuuri was picking himself beautiful flowers in the garden. Mostly roses, tulips and the "Conrad stands upon Earth." He wanted to make it very personal. The floral spray was big and colored. And beautiful.
Because Wolfram deserved it.
Wolfram was awfully pretty. He had no problem to admit it. But it made him flush as now...as now, he wanted to seduce him.
Then he looked further where he noticed other kinds of flowers.
" Perfect:they're rare , it fits Wolfram."
This was when he approached those flowers that he could hear some moans and groans. Sometimes, some screams. Not too loud. But loud enough to be heard.
Is there someone hurt?
It was quite awkward and scaring. Yuuri had never heard such things before. He tried to listen better. That sounded familiar enough. And little by little, he guessed where it came from. That made him really curious.
It was behind small tress and roses.
Yuuri stepped forward with a wooden stick, ready to discover what it was. When he heard another scream, he was sure now that someone was assaulted. He immediately ran.
" Hey! What!..."
Yuuri's blood froze.
What he could see couldn't be possible and right. It was...it was an illusion...But this was however true.
Wolfram was lying on the grass, naked, the red-haired soldier Ludwig was between his legs, deeply fucking him. And Wolfram, by the bliss expressed on his face, his eyes closed and his slight open mouth to let his moans out, seemed to enjoy quite a lot.
But when they heard someone yell behind Ludwig, the two lovers instantly looked at behind him.
Wolfram's blood froze as his eyes widened.
" Y-Yuuri..."
The king had a hand on his mouth, his eyes were wide open, and his lips were shaking.
" Oh-oh my God..."
The floral spray fell on the floor.
The double black stepped back, ready to run away.
Wolfram roughly pushed away Ludwig, taking quickly his trousers to pull them on.
" Y-Yuuri! I-I'm going to explain! Yuuri!!"
But the sovereign was already running away, not able to believe what he had seen. But to his horror, it had been true, it was true! Wolfram being fucked...Wolfram had sex...Wolfram was making love with someone else... His heart was beating hard against his chest, the hit becoming painful and strangling.
Yuuri kept running, his eyes overwhelmed by tears. He wanted to escape, no matter what the place could be. And to think he had been on the edge of apologizing! And to think he was about to say he loved him! What a fool! What a fool!
" Your Majesty!" Conrad exclaimed appearing from behind an open door as he was making research.
" Yuuri!!" Wolfram said, running too to catch him. " Wait!"
Yuuri suddenly slid on the slippery floor, shouting as his ankle and his left knee twisted.
Conrad was running towards him, then he reached him and took him in his arms. His surprise was great when he saw the tears.
" Heika...! What..."
" Yuuri!! How are you?"
Wolfram finally reached him, kneeling before him. Yuuri immediately clinched Conrad's arms, water still leaving his black eyes.
" Make this fucking bastard far away from me!! Right now!" He pointed his finger towards Wolfram; who was totally afraid, guilty and remorseful. "Yuuri..."
Both the blond and Conrad were stunned by the words coming out from the king's mouth. Even Conrad wondered if this was really his king.
" It's an order, Conrad!!"
" Yes, Heika!"
Conrad carried Yuuri in his arms, utterly astounded by the situation. He glanced at his little brother.
Hold on...Why is he half naked?
He left with a quivering and sobbing Yuuri.
Wolfram was shaking.
TBC.
Eirina.
Sorry for the grammatical mistakes. The story should normally be updated very quickly each week as I have already the end of it.
There will be a plot because of this betrayal from Wolfram.