Title: Future Moon; "Beyond the Moon, My Future Lies"
Chapter 11: My World Revolves Around You

Author: Harper Hisoka
Warning: Shonen Ai/Yaoi, dark themes, I don't own the series (Manga, Novel or Anime).

Series: Kyou Kara Maoh
Pairing
: Yuuri x Wolfram

Summary: Seven years ago, Wolfram had been kidnapped from the castle. Now being held in isolation, with no signs of rescue party, his mind keeps wandering back to the peaceful days of his time in Shin Makoku with Yuri. After all this time, what has Yuri been up to? Has he remarried, or is he still looking for him?

Notes: Kohi = the flying skeleton things....
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He hated this place. No two ways about it. Yuuri was pissed off; he was being toyed with, and was probably the butt end of her jokes as well. He felt like destroying the closest things to him, be it animate or inanimate. Not that it would help him in finding Wolfram but it would make him feel a hell of a lot better.

The worst part about this place was they knew he was coming. Every room he decided to check (which was every single one he had passed by) had either been empty or had been inconveniently attacked by very poor soldiers of the undead. Then again it probably was more convenient that they were such horrible soldiers. It was the "attacked by the undead" part he counted as 'I knew you were coming so...'

"Have you found him yet?" her voice echoed brightly in the halls. Looking around frantically soon proved to be a futile effort as she was clearly not in a position where she would reveal herself to him. This was the toying part that helped him get a good workout on anger management. Her laughing certainly wasn't helping matters any. More so that it sounded like she truly enjoyed her time here, which came as no surprise to him, but it still wasn't any consolation.

"Show yourself, witch! I know who you are!" His effort was an empty threat, but it kept her occupied with actually talking to him instead of laughing at him. And the next part was just baiting her, hoping it might actually get her to shut up. Her voice was starting to grate on his nerves. "Your consumed with your own power, witch! But you're just pretending you're something better then you actually are, aren't you? I bet even a Kohi could beat you in a fair fight! Because you're really just a weak, ugly, pathetic, useless, demon-loving-"

He didn't have to finish before a powerful force slammed his body towards the nearest door, the effect throwing him harshly into the next room. Silence followed her angered outburst, which only left Yuuri smiling as he slowly picked himself up off the floor. Broken wood littered the floor, along with a broken coffee table, glass and a small, now broken lamp. "Not... not enjoying it now so much, are you?" He managed, just before he lost his footing while attempting to walk forward.

It was a long silence, which, coming from the girl, was highly unusual. She seemed to enjoy his company a little too much which meant she was probably here by herself. "What, no response? No comeback?"

Yuuri stumbled to the open doorway, grabbing onto the sides for support. "I know people like you. Enjoy this while you can, witch. Enjoy it while you can."

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"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! How dare he make fun of me!" Elizabeth threw her rage against any of the poor, surrounding objects. The lamp, window, curtains and chair stood no chance against this raging storm. A black wolf lay curled up on the bed, watching her every move. If a look could be an audible sound, the wolf would have been rolling on the floor laughing with amusement. That sly glance of enjoyment, which was probably one of his favorite looks at this point.

Elizabeth pounded the nearby desk with her fists. "He will PAY for this."

"Don't forget," the wolf said, "your job is not to kill him. You have another task to perform."

She signed, nodding to the wolf in silence. However much Elizabeth had wanted to talk back or interrupt while the creature was talking, she had known better. If any of her recent encounters with the wolf told her anything, she had to watch her place. Elizabeth took a couple of deep, slow breaths to calm her mind. "You are right. He will have a fate worse then that."

The wolf grinned. "Precisely." The wolf stretched her back, giant claws scratching the bed sheets in the process. Jumping off the bed, she walked over to Elizabeth slowly. "We want him to pay the ultimate price, Elizabeth. He took everything from me and now I shall repay that favor."

Elizabeth watched as the wolf scratched its neck, then gave an annoyed look right after. "We wouldn't be in this position, would we?" The wolf clearly implied that she may have been the original "victim" but Elizabeth was now in this as deep as she was. The girl nodded her head, "I know."

With a sudden, loud howl the wolf instantly transformed back into the black bird from before. The bird hopped around the room, somewhat randomly Elizabeth had noticed, before exiting through the broken window. Clenched fists took the place of words as she struggled once more to contain her anger. If she messed up again, the consequences were something she didn't want to face. She shook it off, picking up her brush to comb her long, slightly curled hair.

"If you were a magic mirror, I bet the queen herself would be jealous." What she saw certainly wasn't she expected to see. The mirror image of herself appeared beside her own reflection but this one was different. She looked innocent, young and her eyes had a kind glint to them. Elizabeth turned around, her first instinct leading her to throw the brush at the girl whose image faded slowly into the air.

She felt frantic now, fully aware of her surroundings. Something wasn't right. That image looked like her, yet at the same time it looked like her opposite. Her heart was pounding, her breathing quick and hurried. Elizabeth didn't see the figure in the room anymore, and the later destruction of the mirror didn't ease her mind that this might have been a one-time thing.

Meanwhile, just outside the door...

"Haha... lady is so... in trouble," one of the two 'janitors' of the mansion said. The other nodded slowly.

"I say... she turn into.. zombie. She can... start out with... toilet duty."

The other zombie made a disgusted sound. "Undead toilets... worse than hell." They walked off laughing, while Elizabeth had no idea they were ever there.

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It was a long time later when someone decided that taking off Wolfram's blindfold and rope bindings was a good idea. Not that his situation improved any after that, since it only cause them to chain him like a dog in a yard, the thick black leather collar wrapped tightly around his neck. A heavy chain hung down from the D-ring and made its way to a nearby metal post.

What he saw when the blindfold came off made his stomach turn. Flashes of him and Yuuri zoomed my in his mind. They didn't make sense, but it had something to do with their love. That's right, they were in love at that lake. Crawling closer to the lake side, right next to the dock, he swam his hands in what looked like crystal clear water.

The surprise was anti-climatic, as beyond the surface of the water was more grass. "An.. illusion...?" He looked around at the trees, flowers, at the sky. The flowers were real, but everything else... it looked fake. He couldn't explain it, but if you looked closely then yeah, the truth revealed itself. He wondered if this was from the fact that he could use magic, or the magic for the illusion itself wasn't that strong.

It was good enough, though. His churning stomach made him dry heave into the grass. This place made him feel physically sick. He collapsed not a second after his sick spell passed. The effort it took drained him. Wolfram saw the beautiful lake as he slowly faded out once again.

Black, giant feathers blew across the lake in a gentle wind. They landed near Wolfram's face, before floating off again in the distance.

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