Notes:'thoughts' "flashbacks"

Wolfram watched as Yuuri stormed his way out of the greenhouse. For a moment, he thought of following him but seeing as that the latter was mad at him, he decided against it. Though he was surprised, it didn't bother him too much; he didn't care much about Yuuri anyway. He had never spoken to him before. All he knows knew about the black haired boy was that he was the same age as him and that he was the baseball team's captain. He always felt a mixture of uneasiness and curiosity whenever Yuuri was around. He didn't know why but he thought it was because they could never stand each other.

'But why am I wasting my time thinking about him?' He mentally shook himself.

He had something else to worry right now. That's right, his reaction when Yuuri mentioned the name "Yuu". It bothers him a lot why he acted that way, so out of his character. Was it because for the first time in many years, he dreamt about his childhood friend? He sat and leaned against the sakura Sakura tree again, lost in thoughts.

From afar, he heard the bell ringing, but he didn't make any effort to stand up. With all that had happened, he doesn't didn't have any intention of going back to class.

Sighing, Wolfram closed his eyes and allowed his mind to wander to his childhood days. Yuu was the only friend he had before they left Japan. They were always together, playing at the park. He was the only person he felt comfortable with. He remembered the feeling he had when they were together. With Yuu, he always feels felt at ease and safe. It was like Yuu was protecting him, not that he was a weakling. He reminisced about the time when they were playing at the park; a bird fell out of its nest.

"Yuu-chan!" a blond kid called out.

"Just wait for me there honey-chan," Yuu replied. He was holding a little bird on in his hand while trying to climb a tree.

"But, that's dangerous!" He protested, attempting to follow the other boy. "Yuu-chan, come down. You'd You'll get hurt. Yuu-chan!"

Yuu ignored the protest and continued climbing the tree. He had a difficult time as he was carrying the bird in his one hand. The tree was only of average height but to a boy as small as him, it was really tall. After more painstaking minutes, he finally saw the bird's nest. Putting it back carefully, he made his way down in no time.

"See, honey-chan, I'm fine," he said as he approached his companion.

"But..but.." Honey in a stifled voice. He looked as he was about to cry. "You could have fallen."

"Waa, honey-chan, don't cry!" Yuu said quickly. As he said that, tears fell from honey's Honey's eyes.

A smile escaped his lips as he continued to reminisced his past. 'I wonder how Yuu is doing right now,' he mused silently, thinking about him for the first time. 'Does he still remember me? It's been almost ten years since we last spoke to each other. I wonder why you didn't answer any of my letters. There are a lot of questions I wanted to ask you.'

When they left Japan when he was five, he and Yuu never spoke to each other again. Despite the countless letters he sent him, he never once received a letter back. In the end, hurt by Yuu's betrayal, he gave up waiting and never wrote again. From then on, he tried his best to forget about him. He never mentioned Yuu's name out loud ever again. Whenever his mother or brothers would talk about him, he always appears appeared uninterested. Pretty soon, nobody mentioned him anymore and Yuu was forgotten in their household.

Even though he pretended he didn't care anymore, Yuu's absence created a hole in his heart. He never felt so lonely before. He missed Yuu's company so much that several times did he ask his mother to allow him to return to Japan but his efforts were useless. His uncle was adamant of him staying there.

'I wish we could meet again.'

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"Who does he think he is?" Yuuri muttered angrily, making his way back to the classroom. Fortunately, there was no one who saw him as everyone was back in their room. The bell had just ringed rung a moment ago, signaling the end of their lunch break.

"Who are you talking about?" a voice whispered behind his back, surprising him. "Are you talking about Wolfram?"

"Gaaah!" shouted Yuuri, taking a step back. "M-murata! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the classroom?"

"You were taking so long so I decided to check up on you," explained Murata. "So, what happened? Did the two of you had have another fight?"

"Do you even have to ask?" Yuuri answered back sarcastically.

"Well, judging from your murderous aura right now, I'm right at guessing the two of you had a fight."

"Well, what did you expect?" Yuuri challenged, starting to walk away. "Anyway, let's not talk about that right now. We should be getting back or we'll be late."

Murata nodded and followed behind Yuuri. They got back to the room just in time for their lecture to start. Muttering a quick apology to their professor, Yuuri took his seat and hurriedly pulled out his text book. It took him a while before he noticed that Wolfram's seat was vacant, although Shinou was in his seat. Looking around, he saw a few of his classmates throwing curious glances at him, as if waiting for an explanation at the prince's absence. Yuuri just gave them a blank look.

After a while, almost everyone was throwing glances at him. Deciding to ignore them, Yuuri busied himself by pretending to be reading his book. An hour had passed and yet the blond haven't returned. His anger subsiding, he couldn't help but to feel anxious. Throughout the class he kept throwing hopeful glances at door for any sign that Wolfram was coming back.

The time dragged by slowly and yet no Wolfram appeared. Yuuri then started to feel a mixture of guilt and worry. Finally, the bell rang again.

Making up his mind to look for Wolfram, he stood up quickly; he made his way towards the door, not bothering to wait for Murata.

"Yuuri!" the other black called out. "Where are you going? We'll have a meeting for the play you know!"

"I'll catch up," Yuuri replied hurriedly, without looking back. "I just have to do something."

He first went to the auditorium, but he didn't find although he didn't found Wolfram. He then tried at the library and the gymnasium but to no avail. Wolfram was nowhere to be found.

'Maybe he went home already', Yuuri thought to himself. He started to ask the guards around if they saw the blond leaving. To his dismay, none of them saw him leaving the school grounds.

'Where is he?' Yuuri thought desperately. The sun was already starting to set and he had already spent hours looking for him.. Walking aimlessly, he passed by the greenhouse where he and Wolfram got into an argument earlier. Taking a chance he pushed the door open and looked around. However to his dismay, Wolfram wasn't there at all. Feeling exhausted, he gave up and returned back to the classroom.

"Shibuya-san!" Someone said as he entered. Yuuri scanned the room and his heart sank. He didn't return back at all.

"He didn't came come back after all," he whispered very quietly.

"Could we start the meeting now, Shibuya-san?" their class president, Akira Sakamoto, asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry for making you wait," he apologized.

"Okay then, the rehearsal will start tomorrow before morning classes starts so please come around at 6:30. Those who did not get any role will make the props needed and arrange the stage…."

Yuuri didn't heard what Akira said next. His mind was already elsewhere, thinking where the blond prince could have gone to. There was no way no one could have seen him leave the school grounds. He just hoped nothing bad happened to him.

"Why don't you go atto his house if you're so worried," Shinou suggested, turning around to face him.

"At hHis house?" Yuuri repeated, unsure of what he heard.

Shinou was the cousin of Wolfram and should be a year ahead of them but he decided to wait for Wolfram. The two are splitting images of the other that the only difference they had was the color of their eyes. Wolfram's held the beauty of emerald while Shinou's are deep blue sapphire. Although that is the only similarity they had. Despite being cousins, the two have very different attitudes. Wolfram was hot-tempered, serious at times, and unsociable while his cousin is was laid back, friendly and playful.

"I could give you the address if you want so you could check up on him."

"Really?" Yuuri exclaimed.

"Sure, it's not like no one is allowed to know where he lives. I'll write it down for you."

"But don't you live with him?" Yuuri asked as Shinou write wrote Wolfram's address on a paper.

"I live on my own," he answered. "But I usually visit them once in a while. Here."

"Thanks," Yuuri said gratefully, taking the piece of paper from Shinou.

"Well, good luck on your visit. Try not to fight with him, ok?"

Yuuri immediately got up and excused himself from the meeting. After getting the instruction for tomorrow and assuring the president he'd pass the message to Wolfram, he dashed out of the room to where his service was waiting for him.

"Where are we off to, Yuuri-sama?" a middle-aged driver asked as he held the door open.

After giving the specific details, Yuuri got in the car and they drove away. It was already dark since the sun had set but it wasn't that quite late yet. The drive to Wolfram's house didn't take quite long.

As he had expected, the von Bielefeld family lived in one of the exclusive and elite areas. Wolfram's family status is equal to his. As they passed down the palatial houses with capacious yards, Yuuri wondered what kind of family Wolfram has. Wolfram had been his schoolmate for almost two years and his classmate for almost a year now but he barely knew anything from the person known to be the 'prince'. Except for the fact that his family had royal connections and wealth that could match theirs, he knows nothing about him.

"Yuuri-sama, we have arrived," Tanaka announced as the car came into a halt.

"Thanks, Tanaka-san, please wait for me. I'll be back in a bit." Yuuri stepped out of the car and gaze at the house in front of him. From the gate he could tell that it was a Victorian style house with a large garden containing many flowers.

Pushing the doorbell, Yuuri introduced himself and stated his purpose. Moments later, a maid came rushing out and escorted him inside.

"Shibuya-sama, please have a seat. Wolfram-sama would will be here in a moment." The maid then excused herself and left.

"What do you want?" A cold voice said.

Yuuri turned to the source of the voice and saw Wolfram standing with an annoyed expression; he didn't want to see the other boy.

A flash of irritation started to flicker throughout Yuuri. Reminding himself of his purpose of visiting Wolfram, he kept his emotions in check.

"vVon Bielefeld-san, about our earlier disagreement I'm sorry," Yuuri started.

"If that's all you came for then you may leave," Wolfram responded, already turning back.

"Look, I'm already trying to make amends with you and that's all you could say?" the black haired boy said asked heatedly.

"I didn't ask for your apology!" Wolfram said in the same tone. He looked furious. "It was your own idea to come here. Nobody forced you to do it!"

"Then I'll take my leave," Yuuri said coldy. "Tomorrow before morning classes starts we'll have a rehearsal. Make sure you memorize your lines." Without another word, he left.

Wolfram watched him go. He couldn't understand himself at all. Being near Yuuri made him feel uncomfortable and he would always act oddly.

Outside, Yuuri was still fuming with anger as he got on in the car. In his pocket, his cellphone started to vibrate. Taking it out, he saw that Murata was the one calling.

"Hello?"

"Shibuya!" the other line said enthusiastically.

"Why are you calling?" he asked urgently. "Did something happen?"

"No, no. So, how was the visit?"

"Disaster," he told him and he ended up retelling the whole event. "In the end, we just shouted at each other."

"Ne, Shibuya," Murata said thoughtfully. "Could it be that you actually like him a lot?"

"Like?" he said incredulously as if it was the craziest thing he heard. " Are you out of you mind? I couldn't even stand him, let alone like him."

"Well, there's a saying that goes, "'The more you hate, the more you like.' If I didn't know any better, I'd say that the two of you are couples having their little arguments."

"That is the one thing that'll never happen" Yuuri said seriously. "I'm not into those kinds of relationships. I like girls and no matter how pretty Wolfram is, he's still a guy."

"You'll never know. You can't teach the heart to whom it should fall."

"Whatever. I'm hanging up." He clicked the end button and pocketed his cell phone. Murata's words bothered him a little but he pushed the thought aside. Falling in love with Wolfram von Bielefeld was something that would never and could never happen.

Hi. I'm back again. Hope you liked the latest chapter. Being on hiatus for some time made my writing skills rusty but I did my best with this. So please don't forget to leave a review on what you think about this chapter.

I'll also be updating "Destiny" as soon as it is beta-ed. =)

Last note, I'm still on hiatus although I'll still try to update my stories as soon as I can.

Thanks for reading and take care!