Author's notes

Disclaimer: Don't own it. Done.

Warning : The story is short very short. Yaoi .

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Normal Pov

"I should talk to him." Gisela thought as she nursed Yuuri's burn for the third time this month.

"What's his problem anyway!" Yuuri complained. It was obvious that he was talking to the girls anyway. But Gisela remained quiet.

"I - I mean I wasn't even flirting!." Trying to justify himself.

"They were all over me. Like a herd of rhinoes. They were CRUSHING me!" He started to make some wild hand movements to show how they suffocated him.

"Yes Heika, I understand. But I would like it if you would stop moving so I can properly nurse that burn of yours." Yuuri blushed, embarassed.

"It's not my fault." Gisela nodded.

"Did you try explaining to him." Yuuri opened his mouth to say something but he was interrupted.

"Without shouting at him." Yuuri raised his eyebrows at the accusation.

"What's the difference? He was already going to hit me any- Ouch."

He winced as cold water was poured onto the burn. Gisela carefully wrapped his arm with the bandage, making sure it was immobilised so it wouldn't aggrevate the burn any further.

"It's the difference that always cause this." Gisela said calmly as she returned Yuuri's hand back to him to emphasize her point.

She smiled at him and gently pushed him out. He turned around facing her, his mouth once again opened to say something but he only got the door.

Gisela let out a sigh.

"Shinou help them."

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Normal Pov

The wind blew in as the night fell, the figure stood on the balcony. Delicate fingers laced together. A sigh escaped the luscious pink lips as the blonde hair swayed with the wind. Tired emerald eyes closed in desparation. He then laid his hand exhaustedly onto the ledge.

"Help me."

It was then that droplets of rain started to fall. A strong wind rushed through him.

And just like that he was gone.

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Yuuri's Pov

"Maaa, Wolfram, don't kick me." I mumbled through the sheets as I flailed my arm at the thin air. My back ached and it was no wonder, I was on the floor again. Did he have to kick me off.

I wrestled with the blankets that is tangled up with me. Curiously, the blankets are still with me, usually Wolfram would have brought it back up.

I lifted my head, craning my neck. He wasn't there, that much was obvious.

"Wolfram?" He shook his head.

He must already be up

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Wolfram's Pov

I gave a small groan and I slowly got up . Brushing off the imaginary dirt from my knees. I was in a room, it unsophisticated and quite small compared to the rooms in Blood Pledge Castle.

So I'm not in the castle, huh.

It was then the door creaked open, I heard some muffling noises. They were battering with each other. I could make out three distinct voices.

Then the door opened.

"Mama?"

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Sorry I was like in hiatus for a very long time. After my exams had finished I only got one time to actually online before getting this horrible diarrheoa from my own cooking. It's the holidays both my mother and father works so I had to cook or go out to buy food. So I chose to cook. Dastric results anyway.

I will continue to update and I promise tomorrow's page will be much much longer, hopefully.