A/N: No one appreciates my creativity ;

Summary: Yuuri wishes that Wolfram was no longer a brat. He must face the consequences.

Pairings: Yuuram

Warnings: Shounen-ai and angst. OoC Wolfie

Disclaimer: I don't own XxXHOLiC or Kyou Kara Maou

B is for Brat

Brat. Wolfram Von Bielefeld was a brat, that's all Yuuri could say about him. He knew Wolfram was his fiancé but it wasn't because Yuuri wanted him to be. Lately, all Yuuri felt for the blonde was irritation so he had left to his own world to escape him. That's where he was at the moment, walking the streets of Japan. His mother refused to let him come home until he promised to apologize to Wolfram which he would not do. If anything, Wolfram should apologize to Yuuri! Apologize for stalking Yuuri and calling Yuuri a wimp and forcing himself on Yuuri and for just being near Yuuri.

'I can't believe I could ever think this about someone but...I think I'm really beginning to hate Wolfram.' Yuuri thought through gritted teeth. It was a thought that had frequented Yuuri's mind for quite a while. Lately, Wolfram had grown extra clingy and refused to leave Yuuri alone. The blonde had even had the nerve to ask when they were going to get married which prompted Yuuri to disappear for a while. 'We're never going to get married...but how do I tell him that without hurting him?' Even when angry, Yuuri was still Yuuri and he could never willingly hurt Wolfram so he needed to find a way to avoid that. "What can I do?"

With his thoughts focused on his blonde fiancé, he didn't notice that he had walked up to a small shop until he was on the front step. Looking around, he decided to observe it. It was a strange shop, he had to admit, almost like a house but something told him that it was indeed a shop. It was built in an ancient Japanese style and, if Yuuri were either Murata or Shori, he'd probably be able to tell from which era. What really caught his attention though, was the magical aura it gave off. It wasn't Maryoku but it was definitely some sort of magic. Before he could stop himself, he was walking through the door. "Excuse me, is anyone here? I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop myself from walking in." He was greeted by two young girls, one with short pink hair and another with long blue hair.

"A customer." The blue-haired one began and soon enough the other was repeating her. "A customer." Yuuri didn't know what to say so he just opted to remain silent. His silence was rewarded when he met another person, this one a teenaged Japanese boy, much like himself. The boy blinked when he caught sight of Yuuri and offered the Demon King a polite smile.

"Yuuko-san will be with you shortly." Yuuri didn't know who this Yuuko-san was but decided it would be best if he stayed to meet her. Soon enough, a tall woman entered the room wearing a very intricate and formal kimono. She also had on a very extravagant head piece.

"Welcome, Demon King." Yuuri's eyes widened. How could this woman know he was the Demon King? One thing was for sure, this Yuuko-san was no ordinary woman. "I take it you have a wish?" That stopped him for a second. What did she mean by wish. Before he could stop himself, he answered.

"I wish Wolfram would stop being such a brat and just leave me alone." For a second, there was something very hard in her eyes but in the next second it was gone so Yuuri was not sure if it had ever been there.

"Are you sure about this Maou Heika?" The other boy in the room blinked at their strange conversation but eventually sighed and walked away, muttering something about weirdos and drunkards. Yuuri ignored him in favor of thinking about the woman's question. Was that what he really wanted? He ignored the part of his heart that cried at the thought of not being with Wolfram to nod fervently. "If you are sure."

"I am." There it was again, that hardness, and this time Yuuri was sure he wasn't imagining it.

"There is a price." Price? Then Yuuri would pay it. "I will take your pendant." Yuuri froze. His pendant? Could he really give that up? Conrad had given it to him. The Demon King bit his lower lip.

'Surely Conrad cares enough about me to not care about the pendant as long as I'm happy?' With that reasoning in mind, he slipped his pendant off his neck and handed it to the woman. "Take it, just grant my wish." The woman handed the pendant to one of the two girls and both ran off with it.

"It is done." When Yuuri left the shop he felt eerily cold, like he had just lost something precious and he could never get it back. He summed it up to sadness at losing his pendant and left for home. Blank red eyes followed his back until he could no longer be seen.

"What's the matter, Yuuko-san?" Watanuki asked his employer. The Dimensional Witch was drinking again but it was more than usual and she was unusually somber. "Is it something to do with the customer who just left?"

"Watanuki-kun, I want you to remember that love is a rare thing. Many go their whole lives without a trace of it while for others, it is hitsuzen." Watanuki swallowed, Yuuko was only this philosophical when something horrible was about to happen. "You are one of the luck ones." He ignored the flush that came to his face at the subtle mention of Doumeki to prod her further.

"And that boy?" Those horrible red eyes turned towards him and Watanuki couldn't hold back a gasp. Yuuko was crying.

"He was the second, now he is the first." Was...so did that mean that other boy no longer had love in his life? "He was a fool and a bigot and because of that, he will lead a lonely life." As an afterthought she added: "He'll be back." Watanuki shivered.

Demon King Yuuri Shibuya was back in Shin Makoku. He could sense the happiness in all of his friends as they came to greet him at the fountain. Conrad handed him a towel and he smiled and took it. While rubbing himself down he looked around for a blonde head but stopped when he realized what he was doing. 'I just want to make sure that lady didn't rip me off.' He reasoned, even though some part of him knew it wasn't true. Finally, Conrad noticed his wandering gaze and smiled at him gently.

"Wolfram is not here, Heika." Yuuri gaped at him, how could the blonde not be here? He was always here--or there or wherever–as long as Yuuri was also around. "He said he hasn't been able to socialize in a long time, he feels like an old man, so he's gone off to a party."

"To a party?" Yuuri asked in shock and Conrad nodded. Yuuri noticed that Conrad's, as well as everyone else's, smiles were just a little too stiff. "Huh...did he say anything about me?" To his shock Conrad winced and everyone else tried to look elsewhere. "What's going on?"

"Heika...Wolfram told us to give you a message because he won't be home 'til late," Conrad began once more, looking fidgety and ashamed. "He told us to tell you that...well, he wants to end the engagement. He's already signed the papers...all you have to do is sign your share." If Yuuri was shocked before, he was positively floored now.

"He b...broke the engagement?" He knew he should be happy but he wasn't and he didn't know why. Now he could have his room to himself, his bed to himself, his life to himself but...he didn't want it that way. 'Could it be? Do I want to share my life with Wolfram?' As he thought it he realized it was true and turned to Conrad. "Where is he?" Conrad's smile had never been more genuine.

"Wolfram!" He called as soon as he got to the party. He didn't need to look for long because he saw a familiar blonde head in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by both men and woman. He felt a spark of what was undoubtably jealousy when he saw a man swoop down to kiss Wolfram's hand. It increased when he heard Wolfram giggle. "Wolfram, I order you to come here NOW!" Soon enough, the blonde head turned towards him and, after whispering something to the man he was dancing with, Wolfram made his way towards him.

"Yes Heika?" Yuuri's heart ached at Wolfram addressing him so formally.

"You don't have to call me Heika--" He began but was immediately cut off by said blonde.

"Yes I do, as I am no longer your fiancé, I have no right to call you by name." He told Yuuri apathetically but soon a sparkle of mischief entered his eyes. It made Yuuri gasp at the beauty he had always ignored. "You have ended the engagement right? I want to see if I can hook that handsome fish over there." Yuuri couldn't help but growl when Wolfram fluttered his eyelashes flirtatiously at the man he had been dancing with.

"No Wolfram, I haven't." He told the other boy with finality and now Wolfram growled.

"Well, why not? We both want this freedom right? I distinctly remember you saying that the engagement was an accident." It was true, Yuuri had said that a lot but now he wasn't so sure. Maybe it was fate. He tried to explain that to the blonde but Wolfram snorted distastefully. "As if." Yuuri stared at him, this Wolfram was completely different from the one he'd seen only a few days before.

"What happened to you Wolfram?" He asked desperately and watched the blonde roll his eyes. Then an intrigued look came upon the blonde bishounen's face.

"Well, it's somewhat strange. One minute I was moping and crying because you were never going to love me the way I loved you, the next my tears have dried up and I feel refreshed." The smile on the blonde's face is adorably curious. "I guess I just got over it." With that the blonde walked away leaving Yuuri to wonder at how such a drastic change took place in so little time. He suddenly remembered that woman's shop and before anyone could stop him, he was running out to the nearest body of water.

After looking for hours Yuuri finally came to a stop. The shop was no where to be seen. Finally, he sat down on the swings of a small playground near-by. He began to swing forlornly. He was surprised when a woman's finger on his forehead paused his swing. "Looking for me, Demon King?" He looked up at the tall form of Yuuko in shock. She was smiling mischievously.

"Yes!" He yelled as he stood up and grabbed the woman's kimono desperately. "Yes! You have to change Wolfram back." Her eyes hardened once more and a frown was prevalent in her features.

"I apologize, the price is too high to change a wish. You cannot pay it." Yuuri fell to the floor in a boneless heap. "Do you know what you did to that poor boy?" The Witch suddenly asked and Yuuri looked up at her in surprise.

"What?" He asked, his voice a mere whisper.

"You wished that he would no longer be a brat, not realizing that he behaved that way because he loved you. You foolishly wished for your soul-mate to no longer love you. Because of you...both of you will live a lonely life." Soul-mate? Tears began to flow from Yuuri's obsidian eyes as he realized the horrors of what he had done. The last thing she said finally registered in his mind and his eyes widened.

"Wolfram will live a lonely life too? But that isn't fair, it's my fault, not his." Yuuko scrutinized him closely for a second before she smiled sadly.

"You cannot pay the price to change things back but you can pay the price for his happiness." Yuuri's head shot up and his eyes were sparkling with hope.

"I'll do it." He told her immediately. She nodded knowingly.

"I thought you might say that. The price will be the stone on your sword." Yuuri nodded, he didn't even use Morgif's true power, it was a price he was willing to pay. "I hope you know child, you will never be truly happy, watching your love with another."

"I know." Yuuri said softly but he was just wanted Wolfram to be happy.

Wolfram looked beautiful, Yuuri thought, in his wedding gown. It was the happiest day of the blonde's life, he was all smiles as the tall man bent down to kiss him. Even though this was what he wanted, Yuuri couldn't help but cry a little inside.

'As long as you're happy Wolfram, I'll keep on crying inside.'

A/N: The beginning was good but I think the end began to kind of drag on. Meh, oh well.

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