A/N : I'm sorry it took a long time to update but I was able to watch Episode 11 of Season 3 and I was really depressed about Anissina and Gwendal. I like Anissina but I was pinning for Gwendal and Gunter! Anyway, I just watched Kung Fu Panda and it made me happy again. I just decided to do my own fluff about Gwendal and Gunter. I hope you liked it!

Also, please do leave a review if you can, I love reading them even if it's just two words (wink, wink)!

SilentKiller1: I honestly loved your review for chapter 2. I was thinking the same thing after re-reading the chapter.

Jonquina: I really want him to fry Yuuri but I don't want Gunter to get hurt lol

Panda: These two have had misunderstandings all throughout the anime; it wouldn't hurt to add more lol

Achilleas: Thanks for liking this fic, I'll try to update as much as I can.

Darkspider: I hated Yuuri a little bit as well when he kept on saying "Never mind the engagement". I was like wtf? Wolfram's like risking everything for you! Anyway, I hope I punished him enough here lol

Kailyssia: Wolfram's my fave, must be the reason I'm better at writing him coz I am so biased when it comes to him lol

Mizuki hikari: I am a solid YuuRam fan lol but I think I'll give Yuuri a few beatings first before I let him have my precious Wolfram (evil laugh)

Lastly, hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. Please R&R!! Arigato


Disclaimer : I do not own KKM, but I always wished I did.

Chapter 3

Wolfram was rooted in his place; he can't believe what he is seeing. 'The stupid cheater!' his mind screamed in anger. He clenched his fist and was silently calling on his fire maryoku when a flash of green appeared on his right side moving towards the king and his advisor, followed closely by Conrad. Yuuri yelped in surprise when he was forcefully wrenched from Gunter's body and dumped in Conrad's arms. "Heika, are you alright?" the brown haired soldier asked his godson. Yuuri nodded and said, "Yuuri, I said call me by my name Conrad." Conrad nodded and Yuuri gave him a goofy grin, he turned to his advisor and was about to ask him a question when he stopped, eyes wide in surprise. Conrad chuckled at Yuuri's expression, "Don't worry Yuuri, you're not the only one who's surprised to see this scene," he assured the young king. "I think I had the same confused look when I first saw Gwendal kiss his husband," he explained.

Wolfram can't help but chuckle at Yuuri, if the double black's face showed surprise earlier at seeing the scene, it now read shocked after Conrad explained the rationale behind. He had to agree with Yuuri though; it's a really weird sight to behold. 'Although it's a bit refreshing and calming as well,' he thought to himself as he felt his anger dissipate. "Husband? Married?" Yuuri asked stupidly, not quite comprehending the situation well. Yozak decided to step in, "They'd been married for 15 years now Heika."

"Oh," was all Yuuri could say. He looked at Wolfram for help. The blond prince sighed and said, "Nobody told you because it doesn't seem to fit the situation at hand." Wolfram turned around and looked Yuuri in the eye before saying, "Besides, you have already established your dislike for such things. So what's the point in making you understand?" With that the young prince left.

"That was deep," Ken Murata, Yuuri's bestfriend and the Great Sage's reincarnation remarked. "Aren't you going to follow him?" Yuuri looked at his friend as if asking 'Why should I?' Before Ken could answer Gwendal spoke, "Heika, I know you would never consider my brother as someone you could marry but I suggest you follow him and fix this once and for all." Then the soldier bowed at him and started to walk towards the palace. Gunter followed suit but not before whispering to Yuuri, "Remember Heika, do not remain blind to the things that matter the most." Yuuri saw Gunter look at Gwendal's retreating form with eyes full of love and respect. The older Mazoku looked at his young charge, "It's always nice to keep your eyes on the prize." He then bowed to his king and followed his most treasured person.

Later that day…

A couple of hours had already passed since the incident with the Maoh. He knew his husband well enough to let him have his space when he's in one of his jealousy fits. Gunter decided to just stay in the library for a while, before finally confronting Gwendal. He closed the door to Gwendal's office a little too loud to get the prince's attention. The oldest prince looked at him with questioning eyes. Gunter grinned goofily, "You were jealous." Gwendal snorted, "So what if I am? I am your husband, I have every right."

The advisor smiled, "I know, and I do not forget, you do not need to remind me." Gwendal smiled back, "Sometimes you need to be reminded, with all your antics and big crush on the Maoh." Gwendal leaned back on his chair and motioned for Gunter to join him. The lavender haired man obliged, he sat on Gwendal's lap and leaned on his chest. They remained like that for a few minutes, savoring this rare moment when they can enjoy each other's company outside their bedroom.

"Yuuri's a good person Gwendal," Gunter said after sometime. "I know," Gwendal replied, "I just don't like the way he treats my brother." Gunter sighed; he knows how overprotective Conrad and Gwendal are towards their youngest brother. He had to admit, even though he loved teasing and calling Wolfram 'Little Lord Brat', he himself is guilty of such action sometimes. However, this is Yuuri they are talking about, the kindest person he had ever met, and he isn't defending him because he is his loyal advisor but as someone who had seen the changes on the young man.

He was about to speak when Gwendal spoke, "But then, Wolfram chose this, so I know I don't have the right to intrude." He leaned his head on Gunter's shoulder, "Besides, I have seen the way Yuuri looks at Wolfram these past few weeks, and I think there is still hope." Gunter held his husband's face lovingly, "Yes there is still hope, let's just wish that Wolfram haven't gone tired of waiting." Gwendal nodded and kissed him.

The door to the office burst open which made the couple stop; there stood Yuuri, looking embarrassed and shocked once again. "Ano, gomen, I didn't know," Yuuri stammered as he turned his back from the sight. 'I have got to get used to this,' the young king thought to himself. He heard stifled laughter coming from the room before he heard Gwendal ask him, "Do you need Gunter or me for anything Heika?"

Yuuri turned and faced the people inside the room; thankfully, Gunter decided to stand beside Gwendal instead. Yuuri sighed in relief, "I was just going to ask if you have seen Wolfram? I can't find him anywhere." The two Mazoku's both nodded in the negative.

"Yozak said he saw him in the stables earlier, looks like he went out for a ride," Conrad said as he joined Yuuri at the door. "That was hours ago, it's getting a bit late, shouldn't we be sending someone to look for him?" Yuuri asked, hoping against hope that his suggestion would appeal to the brothers' overprotective side. "Wolfram's one of the best soldiers we have, he can take care of himself," Gwendal replied.

"But," Yuuri started to protest when Gunter placed a hand on his shoulder, "He can take care of himself, while you on the other hand should be preparing for our History lesson." Gunter's eyes sparkled mischievously as he dragged the protesting Maoh towards the study. Conrad and Gwendal exchanged knowing looks, 'There is still hope after all little brother, just hold on a little longer,' Gwendal thought as he looked outside the window, a wrinkle creasing his forehead when he realized that it is getting a bit late for Wolfram to be outside the castle.

That evening…

It was already dinnertime, everything seems normal except for Yuuri picking on his food. Conrad wasn't sure why but he has a feeling it has something to do with the empty chair beside him. He can understand how the king feels, it's really late and Wolfram hasn't gone back to the castle. Gwendal already ordered Yozak to look for the blond Mazoku.

"Yuuri," a worried voice broke Conrad from his reveries. He saw Yuuri look at Greta with reassuring eyes. "He'll be back, he just probably lost track of time," he heard Yuuri tell Greta, but Conrad cannot help but sense that Yuuri doesn't seem to believe his own words.

Silence.

Gunter sighed, it's really nice to see Yuuri showing concern towards his bratty fiancée but it's also unnerving waiting for Wolfram to arrive. He sometimes cannot comprehend why the prince does these things, but he cannot entirely blame him. Wolfram had changed a lot since Yuuri arrived; he had learned to care about the people around him. He learned to accept Conrad as his brother and show concern about the plight of humans, whether they side with Shin Makoku or not. But sometimes, like today, he just acts rashly which make the people around him worry about his safety.

He looked at his husband whose frown seemed to have deepened; he reached for his hand and smiled at him. He felt Gwendal relax a bit. The door to the dining hall opened and Yozak walked in. He bowed at everyone before announcing, "Lord Wolfram has already arrived and asked me to inform you that he will not be joining you for dinner. He asked Doria to bring his dinner to his room."

Almost everyone on the dinner table sighed in relief, except for Yuuri. "Doria," Yuuri said in a dangerously low tone. The maid stopped on her tracks and turned to face her king. "Tell Wolfram that if he wants to eat dinner, he needs to join us here, else he will not get dinner at all." Everyone gasped at the command; Yuuri raised his head and glared at everyone, as if daring them to defy his words. Much to everyone's surprise, not even Gwendal protested. Doria bowed and was about to go out when they heard a voice from the door say, "No need to tell me Doria, I heard everything," he bowed low before Yuuri, "Forgive me Heika, but I am not in the mood to eat dinner tonight, I'll be in my room should you need me."

The people sitting on the dinner table looked at each other nervously, at the Maoh and at the retreating blond. "Fine!" Yuuri shouted angrily. "If you want to starve yourself to death do so! I won't care!" Everyone gasped at the remark, the blond prince stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked Yuuri in the eye, he smiled bitterly, "That's just it Yuuri, you never cared."

Yuuri was dumbstruck. He has never heard Wolfram say those words with such bitterness and pain in his eyes. 'No! That's not what I really mean,' Yuuri thought to himself as he saw Wolfram leave the dining hall. Yuuri felt a hand touch his shoulder, he looked up to see that it was Gunter. "There goes your prize, are you just going to let it walk away?" he asked the young king. "A prize once lost Heika, is hard to recover, or worse."

That made Yuuri stand up and follow the blond Mazoku. 'Keep my eyes on the prize,' Yuuri thought as he followed Wolfram. "Wolfram!" Yuuri yelled at the blond prince, but the Mazoku doesn't seem to hear him. "Wolfram! Wait!" Yuuri shouted once more, but it seems like the Mazoku is determined not to listen to him. Yuuri stopped, Wolfram left him no choice. "Wolfram von Bielefield! Stop right this instant, that's an order!" That made the prince stop; he cannot disobey a direct order. Yuuri smiled as he walked towards the blond. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said earlier," Yuuri said as soon as he reached Wolfram's side.

Wolfram looked at the king, "It was nothing," he replied. "Do you need to say anything else? Coz if there isn't anything else, I would like to rest, Heika."

"Why are you doing this Wolfram?" Yuuri asked angrily. Wolfram looked at him quizzically, "Doing what Heika?"

"This! You've been avoiding me this past month!" Yuuri replied; Wolfram raised an eyebrow. "I'm not; I'm just busy with training, with the threat of war, we have to be ready," he replied.

"Yeah right, too busy you don't even have time to play with Greta," Yuuri retorted. Wolfram smiled cryptically, "I never forget my responsibilities with my daughter."

Yuuri stopped, that did make sense, and he always sees them together. "Well, ano, you never have time for me anymore," he whispered softly, which surely got the blond's attention. "Why should I?"

Yuuri's head shot up, "Well, if you need to remember I am your fiancé and I do require a little attention!" Wolfram's eyes widened in surprise, did Yuuri just call him his fiancé? "Your fiancée?" he asked the young king, eyes hopeful. 'Ooops! That didn't come out right,' Yuuri thought, he laughed nervously, "I mean, everyone knows it's an accident, but still, you're my FRIEND," he explained, "Friends spend time with each other you know."

Wolfram sighed, "Friends huh?" He looked outside, the moon is shining bright. 'It's now or never, Wolfram,' he thought, 'leave while you can still mend or stay and be broken.' Yuuri looked outside as well, trying to figure out the thoughts running on the blond prince's head. Out of the corner of his eye, Wolfram studied Yuuri's profile, memorizing each detail. "We can never be more than friends, right?" Wolfram asked.

Yuuri was surprised by the question, "It's not like…" But Wolfram silenced him, "The only answer I require is a yes or no."

Silence. Yuuri does not know how to answer, not trusting himself to speak. He cares for the Mazoku, he feels something more than friendship, heck, and he might even love him. But his mind is giving him warning signs that what he feels is wrong. He does not really know what to do; all he knows is that if he loses sight of this golden haired prince, he will go crazy.

Wolfram sighed, "I knew it," he faced the black haired boy and said, "I will leave for the Bielefield land first thing tomorrow, take care of yourself while I am gone Heika." He stepped forward and gave Yuuri a hug full of warmth and love. Yuuri welcomed the hug as it soothed his confused being, but he stiffened when he heard Wolfram whisper, "Enjoy your new freedom, Yuuri." He felt Wolfram break away from the hug and walk away from him.

It took sometime before Yuuri realized what Wolfram whispered earlier. "Freedom?" he shouted after him, "Just what do you mean by that?"

"I am breaking off our engagement, the dissolution I wrote two months ago still stands and will be duly acknowledge," Wolfram replied as he continued to walk. "It was never reinstated anyway, you chose not to."

"I never accepted the dissolution!" Yuuri called trying to make Wolfram stop, again the blond prince still continued to move away from him. Yuuri never felt so distressed and desperate in his whole life, he felt the warmth slowly leaving his senses as he looked at Wolfram's retreating figure. 'No!' he thought to himself, 'This is not happening, he can't leave me! I, I…'

"You can't break off the engagement Wolfram!" Yuuri shouted at his fiancée. "I love you!"

Wolfram stopped in his tracks, he felt his heart beat fast. 'He just said what I wanted to hear,' he thought happily, 'But is that how he really feels?' The prince sighed deeply and gathered all the courage he can get. He turned around sharply and closed the distance between Yuuri and himself in four long strides and grabbed Yuuri's face with both hand, aiming to seal the distance with a kiss. He felt Yuuri take two steps back involuntarily when he grabbed him and saw the flicker of surprise and panic passed through the Maoh's eyes before they shut close.

Yuuri can feel Wolfram's breath and his mix as the blond prince's lips started to move towards his own. He felt a mixture of excitement and panic while he waited for their lips to touch, Wolfram's lips is just a hair's breath away from his when he felt Wolfram stop. Still he waited but the kiss never happened, he slowly opened his eyes and saw green eyes staring at him with sadness.

"You tell me that you love me, but you cannot accept my kiss without hesitation and fear," Wolfram stated. Yuuri looked at him sadly, it was his fault, he admits. It's just that there are some things that his mind cannot accept yet.

Wolfram let go of Yuuri, the king tried to reach out for him but Wolfram's eyes stopped him. "Don't," the young prince pleaded. "As long as you take a step backward whenever I move towards you, do not attempt to touch me. I do not need your pity. Don't tell me you love me when you cannot even fathom the reality that with your love come certain needs that might be repulsing on your end."

"Wolfram, I…"

"Please stop," Wolfram took a deep breath trying to stop the tears that threaten to fall. "It will do you no good."

"I don't want to lose you," Yuuri finally managed to say.

"You're not losing me. Just think of me having a vacation for a while." The blond prince smiled at him, "Look deep into your heart Yuuri for what you really feel, when the time comes that you find it within your soul to accept my actions without taking a step backward… find me."

Wolfram smiled at him, once again he was amazed at the calming effect that smile always does to him. "Take care of Greta, Heika," Wolfram bowed once again and turned to leave.

Yuuri's shoulders collapsed in defeat, he cannot simply order Wolfram to stay for his own selfish reasons. He had hurt the prince long enough; it's about time to give him some reprieve. Yuuri looked at direction Wolfram was trudging on until he can no longer see the fire-wielder; he turned around to find comfort in his empty bedroom. He dropped himself on his bed, and for the first time in his life, Yuuri knew what it felt like to lose a battle.