A/N: Okay, before the chapter starts let me say one little thing (takes a megaphone and a very deep breath):

WOLF IS BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! BACK! (it was supposed to be only one long "back" but keeps cutting it off ¬¬)

Yes! Finally our favorite spitfire is back! I thank everybody for the patience! I know it took long enough, but I promises he won't disappear again, okay? ^^

Super-special-thanks to:

Kaei Kon (I'll explain in a second, just keep reading the note =3)

anonymous (Don't worry, I'll not kill Yuuri. I need someone to bully u.u)

Now, since I feel I did not explain things well, I'll take Kaei Kon doubt and (try to) give a decent explanation. She asked me what Yuuri was planning, saying all those bad things in the last chapter so, here is the answer:

After Wolfram left, Yuuri was hurt. He never realized he had feelings for Wolf in the first place. Also, it feels like everybody had betrayed him in taking Shinou's law instead of Yuuri's will so our dear Heika decided to burry everything with work, not just because Wolf had told him to be a good king but also if he did his job right, there would be no need for someone to take Wolf's place in always explaining him things. The problem was: Yuuri did it so well he actually forgot about Wolf.

Now, to the current situation: When Yuuri saw the boy for the first time he felt some familiarity (so much he almost remembered Wolf). He liked the boy but also hated his bratty attitude. Also, growing as a Maoh, Yuuri is now a proud demon that doesn't accept be beaten by a child, especially in front of everyone. So, seeing the boy was tired and not strong-build enough to take a full blow from a grow man, Yuuri started to say those things to make the kid attack blindly, therefore get a chance to knock him out for good. The plan backfired, though, and instead of attacking with his fists like he was doing until now, the boy just gave up and went for his last and most powerful attack.

…Omg. That was a big note -.-'

Still, I hope I let things a little more understandable now. So without further delay I invite you all to go and see Wolf! \o/


All the pain I thought I knew

All the thoughts lead back to you

Back to what was never said

Back and forth inside my head

(Take me away – Avril Lavigne)


No one could understand what happened. Breaths still on hold and hearts beating madly, all they could do was stare blankly at the scene, incapable to believe in their own eyes.

It's a dream. – was all Yuuri could think of, not daring to move an inch even if he believed it with all his being. Could anything else explain the yellow lion that came out of nowhere and passed through the seal's golden barrier like it was nothing but silk? Could anything explain how or why it crashed over the blue lion at full force, smashing it against the floor before it could do as much as lay a claw on the king?

Yeah, definitely a dream.

Green eyes snapped open when the seal was broken, just in time to see his lion be crushed merciless, dissolving in half a dozen small blue flames. However, what shocked the blond most was the other lion. While made by common yellow flames it was way bigger than his, a full grow and noble lion, with sad ancient eyes that stared right through him before disappearing.

A royal lion.

- Father! – the boy exclaimed even before he finished turning on his wheels, running to a figure standing half covered in shadows in one of the ballroom's secondary exits. The call seemed break the spell and on the next second everybody was breathing and moving again. And, on the second after that…

- What are you waiting for? Arrest this traitor immediately! – Gunter nearly screamed, sword still in hand and ready to be used. He then took in a dash across the room and was quickly followed by the guards, Gwendal and Cecile taking the rear but ready to join the fight if needed be.

But tonight was not just a night of disaster, but a night of surprises as well.

- As much as your protection may be needed, Gunter, touch my daughter and you're dead. – the newcomer said calmly, snapping his fingers to lit the remains of the candles once again, revealing himself with ease.

And all presents were once again thrown into a stupor. A very, very big one.

The intruder proved to be a blond man in his later twenties with a slim but athletic body and slight sun-kissed pink skin. He was wearing cheap but perfectly tidy clothes, giving away his old habit. His face was delicate, blond curls of hair enhancing the air of innocent beauty. However, there was also a sharp edge that made the face look early-aged somehow, even fatigued. But his eyes…those green orbs that were once famous for his burning fire where now drained and dull, like the fire behind the color was slowly dying. With the dark circles surrounding those orbs and the pitiful light of the room they even seemed black.

- Father, you shouldn't be here! – the blue wilder once again broke the spell, this time with a very distressed voice – You'll exhaust yourself!

Ignoring the nearly panicked fit the intruder just raised a hand, grabbing the boy's blond locks and pulling it without a second thought. A loud cry was heard but before anyone could say or do a thing all the blond was ripped out, revealing short brown hair.

- My past is mine to bear, Kitai. – the intruder's voice was hollow as he tossed the blond wig on the floor carelessly, eyes seeming to get even darker – Your stupid act could have cost Heika's life!

- I wasn't going to kill him! – the child defended himself, anger sparking on his eyes – But he started to talk shit and I…I just…

- You lost control. – the intruder sighed, slowly turning forward the others in the room. Gunter and the guards were clueless, Gwendal was too shocked to hide it, which was never a good sign, and Cecile was clearly torn between the happiness of having a grandchild and the hardship her beloved son had to go through alone.

And Yuuri…Yuuri was just lost.

Deciding his mother was the one with a better grasp of the situation, Wolfram let his eyes met hers.

- I'm so sorry, Wolfie. – was the first thing Cecile said, new tears gathering on her eyes – It was your first heat and I should have been there for you.

Realizing the talk was too private for him, Gunter slowly made his way out, taking the guards with him. He may be still furious after nearly witnessing his king's murder but nobody needed him there anymore. So, the advisor would let them sort out their family problems. Shinou knew it was about time.

It was only after Gunter and the others were out that the ex-prince corrected his mother.

- My first heat happened three years before Heika's arrival, mother. – It's not like that's the first thing to pass you by – I would have appreciated the talk, though.

- That's why you chose exile. – Gwendal spoke for the first time, in hope to avoid his brother's last night on the caste nearly fifty years ago.

Wolfram nodded.

- I was ready to die. But I couldn't condemn my child.

- Wait! You're saying… – Yuuri finally put the pieces together, eyes letting go from the blond to focus on the kid that nearly killed him moments ago – You said your father was dead!

- No. – Kitai stated matter-of-factly – I said you killed him. There's a difference, you know?

Once again taken aback by the maturity behind those young eyes, Yuuri found himself lost all over again. How could a child know the difference? Then again, he was the one called uncaring and insane.

I should have known. Hell! It was so obvious! – he could feel his internal walls crumbling, letting the memories he had banished for so long slowly return to their original place in his heart and mind – For all people, how could I forget you, Wolf?

However, the more the double black started to understand the more he started to get livid. All this years living alone, not trusting anyone and living solely for his work and he had a child? Someone to share his life with? Why the hell nobody told him?

- Why? – black eyes slowly found his way toward dark green ones, holding a fury few have been able to see.

- You don't want to know. – Wolfram said calmly, ignoring the glare he was receiving.

Too bad Kitai had already worn out the king's patience. Moving with a strength and speed he didn't know he still had, Yuuri grabbed the blond by the collar with such a force he didn't even realized he ended up smashing the small body against the wall.

- Why the hell didn't you tell me? – the Maou demanded, nearly screaming the question. He wanted his answers so badly he didn't even bother to hear the painful gasp or feel the weak hands trying to pry him of.

- You jerk! Let him go! – Kitai tried to get the double back away from her father but after a whole night of fighting, she couldn't do much.

- Heika, stop! You're hurting him! – Cecile joined but it was useless. They needed more strength. Earth's strength.

And Gwendal knew that. Moving his big arm, the earth Mazoku grabbed his king by the neck and squeezed a little, just enough to make Yuuri gasp for air. Then, as a safety measure, he tossed him a few feet away.

- Father! – the girl exclaimed both in relief and worry. Wolfram may be free now but he was coughing badly, eyes closed tight and body trembling. Kitai quickly supported most of his weight, the ease of her movements piercing through everybody's heart.

A dreadful silence grew, broken only by the blonde's attempts to breathe again. Cecile took a step forward, in hope to comfort her son but before she could make any contact, green eyes shot open, staring straight to Yuuri's.

- You want to talk, Heika? So be it. – Wolfram said, wiping his lips with the back of his hand and forcing himself to stand without help – But not here. Lead.

Doing his best to not show any more weakness the Maou gave the blond one last glance before turning around, leaving the ballroom after what seemed like an eternity. Mind searching for a place close and good enough for a long talk, Yuuri did his best to keep his pace at minimum speed while paying attention to the weak steps echoing softly behind him.

-x-

Fate has a strange way to play with people. It could tear lovers apart, bring enemies together and even make love blossom in one single night. Many ended their lives out of fear or desperation, useless attempt to escape Fate, and many others lost countless opportunities believing they already knew how everything would end.

After five decades of hardship, Wolfram thought he have already seen all Fate's little games. He thought nothing could truly surprise him anymore. Yet, when the double black opened the door, it took all the blonde's will power to not gasp in shock.

From all places, it has to be here? – forcing his legs to move, the Mazoku entered the room, memories flashing and crashing behind his eyes. He didn't sit on the bed, thought, even if he was still a bit dizzy. Wolfram walked over the window instead; green orbs staring lifelessly at the horizon and its shy dawn.

An uncomfortable silence fell upon both men, tightening hearts and throats, making them all the most unwilling to speak. However, even if feared a talk was still needed.

- Didn't you want to talk, Heika? – saving his breath for when they both would be screaming, and the fire Mazoku knew they would soon enough, Wolfram forced his voice to be soft and steady – So, go ahead and talk.

Yuuri took a deep breath. The blond was just a few steps away yet, for the double black it seemed miles.

- Why didn't you tell me? – asking softly, the Maou braced himself for one of the many answers he hoped to receive tonight.

- You didn't know me at all, did you? – risking a brief glance backwards, green orbs met dark ones for a second or two before setting over the horizon again – What do you expect me to say? That you started to have wet dreams about everyone but me? That I was so desperate for your touch that I closed my eyes and let you have me? Is that what you want to hear, Heika?

- You could have stopped me, Wolf. You were so stronger than me back them.

- And since when was I able to deny you anything? – choking another bunch of memories, Wolfram kept going, eyes never leaving the dawn – I took a curse as a blessing with open arms.

- Still you should have stopped me. At least during your heat. – Yuuri wanted to insist Wolfram should have stopped all his tries but he couldn't find the strength to do so. Not after Kitai told him how affectionate fire Mazokus really are.

A soft hollow chuckle echoed.

- You heard mother, she never talked to me about it. The first time it happened I was too scared and too naïve to give into temptation. I even thought I was sick. – shaking his head, the blond condemned himself for such foolish behavior – Then, when it finally happen again I was so overwhelmed by you I didn't realized my mistake until it was too late. Hell, I didn't even know why I felt so cold until I dig through some old books on the library.

A memory flashed on black eyes. He was studying with Gunter as always when Wolfram came. Both student and teacher thought the fire Mazoku just wanted to keep an eye on his fiancée and ignored him walking between the crowded bookshelves. At least until they heard he dropping a heavy book on the floor, face white as a sheet.

And I did nothing. – clenching his fists tight, the Maou couldn't believe his own blindness – I asked if he was fine out of politeness and went along with whatever excuse he gave me.

- I'm sorry, Wolfram. – was all Yuuri manage to say after that disturbing realization.

- Don't be. I'm stating a fact, not giving excuses.

- That doesn't free me from guilt! I should have taken care of you. At the very least, I should've…

- What? Married me? So my child wouldn't be a bastard on his own father's castle? – the blond cut in, spiting fire in each word. His hands were grabbing the window's curb so tight his knuckles where pure white, the palms itching to form a fireball – I wanted your love, Heika, not the stupid pity you used to give to everyone!

Another long silence drag itself between them somewhat bringing both men back to square one. Wolfram tried to calm down after his outburst, cursing his now fast and unsteady breath. Realizing that, Yuuri dared to take a step forward his ex-fiancée, suddenly afraid the blond would pass out.

Have you ever been this weak? – the Maou thought, slowly raising his hand. However, before he could reach the Mazoku and finally offer the solace he was supposed to offer from the start, Wolfram recovered.

- You asked me why. – the blond begun, his voice nothing but a whisper – But the truth will break whatever heart you still have.

- It doesn't matter. – Yuuri said just as softly, somewhat managing to keep his voice steady – I thought I didn't have one anymore so what if it will break now? At least this time you won't be alone.

Wolfram spun around so fast he startled the double back. The Maou couldn't tell what really surprised him, thought. The tears threatening to fall? Or the shy spark in those deep dark green orbs?

Maybe both?

- Guess I won't. – closing his eyes to keep the tears in check a little more, the blond smiled for half a second before his whole presence be engulfed in an aura of deep sorrow. Taking a deep breath, he finally said aloud his darkest secret.

- Kitai is not my daughter.

-x-

I spy with my little eye something starting with "WTF?" ^^