Author's Note: KKM characters are by its creator Tomo, only the plot of this fanfic and some original characters are brought to life by ME I did some research regarding Angels before I write the story but please do not relate it to any religious content. It is not intended to offend any subject matter. Surrender it all to your imagination and enjoy! Like I do
Foreboding
"Nooooooo!"
"Ouchhh!"
Wolfram was awoken upon crashing onto Yuri, who yelled in pain and was almost thrown out of bed. As if by instinct, the blonde scrambled away from his victimized friend, ignoring the throbbing pain he felt caused by the sudden collision of their heads. He, himself, was shocked at what just happened.
"What was that all about?" Yuri yelped, massaging his knockout head. With his vision still a bit shaky and the utter darkness at his wake, he couldn't see his ferocious bedmate.
Wolfram, who was still busy registering everything that had just occurred, didn't hear Yuri. Realizing he just went beyond his usual rotation in bed, and it was far worse than sleepwalking, his green eyes widened against the dark. It was as if he had been suspended in midair one moment and suddenly he fell smashing against Yuri the next. The blonde tried to recall his dream for it was the most possible cause of his body's abrupt movement.
"Wolf?" Yuri asked anxiously, wondering if his friend was still there. Only the stretching silence responded to him.
"Hey, Wolfram," Yuri tried again, as he clambered back onto the bed's center.
The blonde was still in deep thought, but he just couldn't ignore Yuri, who was starting to get annoying.
"What wimp?" Wolfram managed in an irritated voice.
"You could at least say sorry than calling me a wimp," Yuri complained in exasperation.
"Hmmpp, sorry then…" Wolfram gave away, not in the mood to let his pride quarrel against the other young man again. His mind was still racing, busy retracing his dream. He stood up, lighted the candles by just passing alongside them and proceeded to the nearby door that leads to the balcony.
What's up with him?
Yuri was twice dumbfounded, not just because of the strike but more because it was unlikely for the blonde to not argue further and not mind apologizing promptly. Usually, Wolfram makes a big deal even out of small matters and will do anything to keep his apologies to himself. Yuri watched as the beautiful one disappeared through the balcony's door, completely isolating him. For some reason, Yuri didn't like that. Yuri sighed, curiosity was getting the better of him and so, he stretched out his muscles, jumped out of bed and followed the blonde.
When he reached the doorway of the balcony, he was met with a picture-perfect prospect that was most astounding. Wolfram was there, leaning his arms on the terrace and looking up at the sky, pokerfaced. That very uncanny expression sent a shiver along Yuri's spine. If Yuri hadn't known him, he would have mistaken his blonde friend for an angel. The clear glow of the moon dazzled on the flawless pearl white skin of the fire wielder, his golden curls shone like real gold crowning his priceless beautiful face as his frilly nightgown flowed with the fleeting. calm breeze. The emerald eyes that seemed to be taking in the illumination of the moon were enough to stir a strange feeling within Yuri he couldn't identify, but he was certain the organ in his chest began to tick faster than seconds.
Yuri had never seen his friend looking so vulnerable yet undeniably arresting. Yuri no longer cared about what happened a while ago, he was more concerned of the contemplating blonde before him.
"I can't remember it," Wolfram spoke quietly, almost to himself.
"What do you mean?" Yuri asked as he drew closer to his friend.
Wolfram didn't move and replied blankly without looking at Yuri, "The dream… the dream I just had… I can't remember it."
Yuri recognized that the blonde's tone was laced in utter distress.
"We tend to forget our dreams, Wolf. Whatever it was, it was just a dream," Yuri said, choosing his words with care, in fear of stressing the blonde further.
Wolfram did not reply. He kept looking and searching at the skies in a troubled expression. It was as if he just heard something that was suddenly lost and now, he was searching for it from above. Yuri observed him; the soundless mystification was biting and bothering his personality of wanting to know all the time what the hell was going on. Something was definitely amiss.
"I heard voices…" Wolfram whispered very softly, Yuri almost missed it.
"What voices, Wolf?" Yuri stepped nearer, now he was merely a few inches away from the blonde, who was starting to worry him to a great extent. Wolfram closed his eyes, with his head still pointing high towards the sky.
Seconds… Minutes… An unanswered question... Answer a question with a question, a utilized psychological defense. However that logic wasn't in Wolfram's mind, for in his silence, he was beginning to recover and reconstruct the pieces of his dream. As if the voice he just heard was helping him do so. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not recollect some of it, which seemed like the important ones. He just knew his dream was no ordinary one. He was floating in it, flying. And then there was this strong mixture of fear, grief, and loneliness that had lingered with him even until now that he was back to reality.
Yuri merely continued to study him. He didn't demand an answer, respecting the blonde's need for silence. After a few minutes, just when Yuri was about to leave, Wolfram finally turned to face the double black. Yuri heard the slight movement, and he looked back swiftly, eager to be of help.
"Yuri," Emerald eyes pierced black ones.
"Yes?" His question came almost in unison with Wolfram's voice.
But he was taken aback by what he saw, for Wolfram looked so shattered. His eyes were glistening with… tears?
"Yuri… will you be able to let me go… when I was never yours?"
Very Important Note to Chess of Angels and Demons readers:
To my dear readers,
I know it's too short, it should have gone together with the next chapter but I have decided to separate them so I could already post this one. I also want this to stand on its own. Sorry for the long wait to those who have favorited the story! Thanks for your patience! The next chapter's almost done, I'll try posting it as soon as I can.
Thank you Mitchie for beta-reading this chapter!
Guys and girls, I hope you like this one. Since I'm more of an artist, I'm also trying to come up with a perfect chapter artwork for this with the two on the balcony so I could give you a better picture of the scene. :)
Thanks for the faves and comments! + or -, I really appreciate them!
Living the Kyo Kara Maoh dream,
Nicholas
Beta-read by Mitchie
