Title: Gone

Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Don't own kkm

Written by: Lisse08

Beta read by gwendal's wife

A/N This story is dedicated to all Yuuram fans. Thanks to Knight of Caeli, Anonymous, maiyr, eclst, Nishigirl, Eveliina92, Akane and Ranma, radcliffe bass, BluePearl0luv, hannah-asakura, and DejiDenja who reviewed on my previous chapter.

Tears weren't helping him. They made it worse. Yuuri blinked and blinked, trying to ward off those tears clinging in his eyes. He wouldn't want to miss the last bit of Wolfram's. He wanted every part of him, remained in his inner eyes. But no matter how much he stared at the back of the blonde…

Wolfram never looked back…

Defeated, Yuuri turned as well. He shook his head, and headed out.

'Why did you always decide everything by yourself?'

"Be my boyfriend,"

"Sorry?" Yuuri stared, wide-eyed at the boy who had just saved him from the seniors' bully. He was a bit embarrassed to be rescued by his own classmate, Wolfram von Bielefelt. Wolfram was few feet shorter than he was, and yet, he was stronger than Yuuri. Looks could be really deceiving sometime.

"Do I need to explain to you what's meant by 'boyfriend'? I used plain English," Wolfram said. Yuuri's mouth hung open, he was asking Wolfram for prices to be paid for the rescue just now. Apparently, Wolfram saved Yuuri with hidden intentions. Yuuri had prepared himself for it, whatever it is, slave (most possibly), personal guard (on a second thought, since he himself was the one rescued, Wolfram might not need any protections), maid (maybe he wanted to humiliate him), anything, he had imagined it to be something really unpleasant, but never EVER a boyfriend.

"Yes." Yuuri's heard himself saying. Wolfram gave him an annoying look.

"Okay. I'm not asking you to be my boyfriend. I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend."

"Why?"

Wolfram looked around the area. They were in a kid playground. There weren't much people around. That was understandable since it was still afternoon and children normally don't appear there until evening arrived. He turned back towards Yuuri.

"You do know about William, don't you?" Wolfram neared his head towards Yuuri and whispered. His voice was so low that Yuuri had to strain his ear to listen to him. He nodded. Wolfram had been quite popular in school, with his gorgeous look and everything; he was titled the prince of the school last year. He was top in the votes too as the man whom most girls dreamed of dating. There were, not surprisingly to Yuuri, tons of girls who were hinting him to ask them out for dates. Some were bald ­

enough to the point to seduce Wolfram, but none of them was more shocking than a guy who chased around Wolfram, claiming that Wolfram was his. The name is William.

"What about him?" Yuuri asked. He stared at those green eyes. Feeling his heartbeat, he gulped.

"I want him to back off. You saw him too. He was asking for date in school this morning. If I don't agree with him, he's going to spread to the whole school about me sleeping with various women. I doubt that anyone will believe it, but risks remain. If this reaches any of my family, especially my brothers, I will never have any peace. So, I need to convince him that I have a lover, then, he might just back off."

"Are you a virgin?" Yuuri squealed, only then realized how rude he was when he asked that question.

"Of course I'm!" He snapped. "Are you going to do it or not?"

"Why did you ask a guy… why not girlfriend?"

Wolfram shot him another look. Why did this wimp have so many questions?

"It's easier to deal with guy than girl! Girl will just ask for more if they were given the chance to date with me. If that happened, I'll just be inviting troubles. I had enough troubles with William. What's more? You owe me this." Wolfram crossed his arms and looked back at him.

"What do I need to do…?"

"You'll just do what I tell you to do."

Yuuri opened his mouth, searching blindly for words to say. He closed them again. It was not because he found none, but quite the opposite, lots. For instance, he visualized, being Wolfram's boyfriend… does it require dating? Hugging? Or even… kissing?! He wasn't dared to express the thoughts.

"Deal…" Yuuri muttered, even though every bit of his heart was denying his words.

"Good. Tomorrow, I'll pick you up. Give me your address."

"HUH?! Why?"

Wolfram was getting impatient.

"Wimp, will it kill you to swallow up questions and do what I say?"

"Okay…"

Wolfram snorted. He took out his notebook and pen from his bag.

"I'm not a wimp," Yuuri mumbled and gave him his address. After scribbling the details, he tucked it back into its origin.

"Good, I'll see you tomorrow."

The Wolfram he knew, would have of course, walked off before Yuuri could say anything.

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Ever since the first time they met, Wolfram always decided things on his own. Not that Yuuri disliked it, but sometime, it annoyed him very much. He walked back out to where he had parked his car.

He swore that all those must have been a dream, a dream that is too good to be real. Yuuri dozed off with those thoughts that night, hoping that it wasn't really true. Reality is always cruel.

He was still enjoying in his dream land when he was awaken by the 'beep' of a car. Tossing off the pillow, he covered his ears with it and slumped further into the mattress. The sound continued for awhile. Yuuri felt himself frowning in his dream, but he didn't wake up. He was quite a heavy sleeper. It stopped and for a moment, he thought he might have imagined those disruptions.

Until…

A loud bang.

A slap on his face.

A shout.

"You stupid wimp! I told you I'll pick you up today. How dare you make me wait? Get out of the bed now!!"

Yuuri's sleepiness was all shoved away by the slap. He blinked. It was like having another dream. The 'prince' of his school, was now standing in his room. He blinked for the second time. Touching his burning cheek, he stared in disbelief at the blonde. Wolfram was dressed readily in their school uniform. As usual, he was charming. He blinked for the third time.

"What are you doing here in my room?"

This time, it was Wolfram who had his eyes as enormous as if he was going to swallow Yuuri alive.

"GET UP! GET UPPP!!" Wolfram lashed out. Yuuri's heart skipped at the monster who had clutched tightly at his blanket. Startled, Yuuri tried yanked it away. Groaning furiously, Wolfram gave up on the blanket, instead, he used up his might and caught hold of Yuuri's waist. The deathly grip was even more frightening. Now that made Yuuri totally remembered the promise he made with the prince.

"Wait, Beilefelt!"

"You shouldn't be calling my last name, stupid. It's Wolfram!"

"W—Wolfr…" Yuuri's tongue was tied. It was difficult to pronounce his name.

"Fine, 'Wolf' will do for you, now, if you don't want to be late for class, get up!"

"We'll still be able to make it in time," He glared at Yuuri, which made him shut up.

"Fine, I'm coming." Yawning for the one last time, he climbed out from the bed and headed towards the toilet.

He was definitely not going to like this guy named Wolfram von Bielefelt.

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Yuuri dragged himself into the car, slammed the door shut and sank into his thoughts. He was still having the sense of detachment. Wolfram couldn't have left him… Wolfram… His eyes darted over the seat, found back his cell phone. Wave of excitement shot through, he grabbed it and redialed Wolfram's number.

"I should have asked for your hand phone number first. That could have saved the trouble of me banging into your house." Wolfram said as he took out his cell phone.

"You did realize that you're banging into people's room, huh…?" Yuuri mumbled under his breath.

"Say again?"

"Nothing," Yuuri laughed, which was of course, fake. Nevertheless, he gave Wolfram his number.

"How did you manage to get through my mother?" Yuuri asked as Wolfram typed in the digits on his keypads.

"The truth." Wolfram's voice had lowered down compared to just now. Yuuri noted that he wasn't angry anymore, so he proceeded to ask.

"What truth?"

"That you're my boyfriend."

There was another loud bang, followed by coughs. Surprised, Wolfram rushed into the bathroom.

"Yuuri, what happened?" He tucked his head into it, and saw the teenager leaning over the basin, coughing out the water he would just swallow by accident.

"You okay?" Wolfram tentatively walked in. Yuuri, eyes closed wasn't aware of things that were happening behind. He was shocked. What was his mother thinking when she was told that? She must be too shocked to even respond, that must be the reason why Wolfram entered his room without much difficulty. 'Oh god… How should I explain to her?'

Yuuri jumped out of his skin when what felt like a hand touched his back. He snapped open his eyes and saw the reflections in the mirror. Wolfram's fingers were making circles on his back, slowly soothing the uncomfortable feelings. Instead of feeling better, Yuuri's whole stomach gave a flip. He wasn't sure what it was but if Wolfram intended to make him feel better, he had failed because it was producing quite the opposite effect.

"Stop that."

"I'm trying to help. Besides, this is a good practice."

"For what?!" Yuuri's palm cupped up the flowing water under the tap and washed them onto his face.

"To make it more realistic if we are to meet William accidentally, we must always be in the couple mode whenever we are in the public."

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"Sorry?!" Yuuri shouted again, making Wolfram stopped his motions almost immediately. Yuuri's stomach gave another turnover, this time, feeling sick because of what he had just thought. He couldn't believe he actually wished for the hands not to leave his body.

"You'll just do what I tell you to do. That is the deal, remember?" Wolfram said, his tone hard.

'Urgh… I still don't think I like him.'

Wolfram had switched off his hand phone. Yuuri sighed and hang up. He wasn't going to give up, though. Working on his fingers, he began to type in his message.

"Okay, now, repeat them to me." Wolfram instructed. His mind was half focusing on driving.

"Um… We started going out two weeks ago. We sort of hit off suddenly... The first place where we dated was Cinnamon Café. Your favorite food is pasta…" Yuuri frowned as he desperately tried to retrieve the details Wolfram just gave.

"Right. It's okay. I just wanted our answer to match with each other in case people questioned about it. However, if you don't know, I will ask you to tell them to mind their own business."

"But I'm not that type of person who'll be rude to…"

"Just do what I say!"

"Yes, sir,"

"Wolf!"

"Yes, Wolf."

"You're not supposed to reply my words with that tone!"

"Then what tone am I supposed to use?" Wolfram rolled his eyes.

"What tone does a couple used? Think, you wimp."

"Don't call me wimp."

"Stupid wimp, if William suspected anything, if this plan doesn't work out, I'll definitely kill you."

'That is it!' Yuuri shuddered. He definitely was not going to like the guy named Wolfram von Bielefelt.

Wolfram would have forgotten to call his mother again to report to her about his status. He was seating in the air plane now, anxious. Sliding his phone, he felt the thumping of his heart when a message popped out. It was from Yuuri. With another jolt, he opened it.

"Call me when you arrived…"

He smiled and typed back his reply.

"I'll miss you, Wolf," Yuuri held him closer to his chest, his hands stroking tenderly at the blonde's hair. They were perched on the grassy ground, looking up at the lonely but fantasying dots of stars.

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"Me too,"

"We're still going to keep in touch with each other?"

Wolfram didn't reply. He couldn't reply. He could taste the salty liquid and feel the known tears rolling down his cheek.

"Wolfram…" Yuuri ceased his stroking, taking a closer look at his boyfriend. His heart ached at the two lines glowing in the dark. Stretching out his fingers, he wiped off the tears on the blonde's face while Wolfram nodded slightly.

"Stupid wimp… Can't we just stop talking about it? It makes me…"

Unable to contain himself any longer, Wolfram sobbed into his chest.

Yuuri's arms found each other and locked the blonde even tighter.

"Sorry, Wolf…"

Wolfram held the cell phone close to his heart, closing his eyes and imagining himself hugging onto Yuuri.

Their love that night…

The secure Yuuri gave him that night…

He will not forget this feeling.

Xxxx Yuuram xxxX

Excitement blazed in Yuuri's chest when his message tone rang. He flipped his phone open and found Wolfram's name appearing on the screen. The tip of his fingers were working fast, opening it.

"I will."

Yuuri laughed a bit. He wasn't going to call him now… It would sure bring tears to him again. He inhaled and turned his head away from the mirror in the car. He was aware that he looked miserable now.

He definitely loved Wolfram…

A/N

Voting!! Please help me decide. There's two way of ending this story. First, nothing will happen to their relationship, they get back together, which mean, a shorter story with only simple romance. Second, something really bad happen to their relationship, they have difficulty trying to get back together when they meet again, which mean, a longer story with angst PLUS romance. Of course, I will try my hardest to get them back. XD

Which one do you prefer?