Title: Innocent Sorrow

CHAPTER 2:

I'll never Say Goodbye

Softly playing the piano, gentle and a beautiful tune was produced. Wolfram was woken up by the familiar tune. He was sure he heard it during one of the times he –forced Yuuri to bring him- went to Earth with the young king.

The pianist saw that his captive was awake.

"Hello, Wolfram-sama, long time no see." The man changed his sitting position and faced Wolfram who was still hazy.

"Who are you?"

"The wish granter,"

"Stop joking, what do you want bastard?" Wolfram growled at him. The blond soldier tried to stand up but there was a green glowing chain binding him to the bed.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't escape the chain made through houseki stones and magic,"

"Damn you!"

The pianist just laughed. Like a psychopath. "I'm a wish granter and I am here to grant somebody's wish."

There was a momentary silence. Despite being weaken, Wolfram was still able to stare daggers to the capturer but it didn't affect him to any point.

"My name is Sorcier de Morte," the pianist said smiling sadistically. "My client wished for your misery and I need to comply with that request…"

To the pianist's surprise, a fireball was sent flying to him, which he dodged a few inches only.

"FUCK YOU!"

The pianist didn't dare to look back and left the blond screaming in agony as the binding magic enveloped his entire body and the blond prince finally succumbed into an eternal darkness.

xxx

"Morte-sama," the puppeteer kneeling in front of the pianist started talking about their client's wishes.

The pianist stopped playing Moonlight Sonata and placed his thumb on the chaw to lift the face of the young puppeteer. "You were a very good-- subject to me…"

He placed a kiss on her lips and just like that she turned to dust. Forever gone.

"Che, you were really that useful, being able to bring Wolfram von Bielefeld to my manor…"

And with his sadistic face, he began to play Raindrops.

xxx

Yuuri awoke with the cool breeze from the early dawn dew. He knew he just made love with a stranger but he never placed any hickeys on her (a.k.a. bite/love marks). What a sin he has committed but he didn't what came to his senses.

Yuuri still in a euphoric state, lay back again in bed, silently and carefully in doing so. He didn't want to wake up his courtesan. Slowly he drifted back to sleep. This time his sleep wasn't peaceful, it was quite disturbing actually.

The double black king was in the middle of a meadow. A meadow drenched in blood. Flowers didn't exist instead corps of all ages were scattered. This shocked him and he flinched. Without his own will, he began moving. Moving ahead. He didn't expect any better than this but not something more worse.

As he walked further, Blood Pledge Castle came into his view. The castle that used to stand majestically was now in ruins. Bodies were trapped under the castle debris form the aftermath of who knows what has happened.

"Wh-what happened here?" Yuuri whispered to himself. "This is just a bad dream. Not real…"

The king tried, no wanted to run away, but his other self or the Maou blocked him.

"Where are you going?" the other Yuuri who was wiser and looked more mature than him. "Don't run away,"

The young king just stood there and fire was in the background.

"You know, what you have done?" The Maou started. "You destroyed the person that I no, we loved the most."

"Huh?"

"You haven't realized it but deep down you really love Wolfram von Bielefeld and so do I. If I were you, fix things as early as possible…"

His appearance began to fade and as well as everything from his sight.

"Wake me up inside, before I become done."

"Save me from the nothing I've become"

xxx

Three days have passed and Wolfram' body ha weakened terribly. His capturer didn't visit him again. Though maids or his servants constantly came to give him, change the sheets or to change his clothing. Despite his current situation, he still has some hope, well maybe none at all.

He lost his sanity bit by bit when he saw that things he dreaded most. He can't sleep but when he hears Sorcier play the piano, he enters a deep state of slumber. 'Curse that man,'

His mind was becoming hazy and he feels bloodlust most of the time. 'Shit! What did that man do to me?!'

The doors swung open, and a man dressed in a brown formal suit entered. It was Sorcier, along with a young child holding his left hand tightly.

"Wolfram-sama, my client has requested that I will set you free and be able to roam here in my manor as an exchange to take care of this child."

Wolfram just looked at Sorcier with disgust but when he looked at the child, he was full of bruises, even if most of them were treated.

"This is the future adopted child of the Maou,"

"What the—"

-end of chapter 2-

A/N: I know this fic is crappy but bear with me… finally this is a real update and yes, the plot will be going on… I will let wolf suffer… wahahaha… I like to torture my fave characters… hehehe… forgive me…

And I killed one OC, the one that captured Wolfram…

Actually she was the main antagonist but I challenged myself, why not writes a male antagonist? So here he is… a sadistic pianist… I'll let his character develop…

I'M REALLY GRATEFUL TO ALL THE REVIEWS AND PEOPLE WHO ADDED THIS STORY IN THEIR FAVE/ALERT LIST… AND TO hottee39 FOR ADDING THIS IN the C2 COMM YuuRam AI…

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