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babybee: I hate when things like that happen, you make yourself get up and drag yourself there, then they tell you it's cancelled! But I'm glad this cheered you up!
I liked that line too, it is something Wolfram would really say he has to keep his wimp in line, even if he doesn't understand what he is saying!
I do the same thing, I type so fast sometimes that I make silly spelling mistakes, sometimes I even forget words!
Thanks again for reviewing, I'll bribe you again some time lol!
A.N: I'd like to thank FioraLee Yue for sending a lot of her time yesterday to review the chapters thus far! It was a pleasure to read them!
This one is another serious chapter! Not much laughs in this one!
So here is part three! Where we will see another dream of Yuri's and find out if Wolfram will ever forgive Yuri for being a wimp!
~~~~~~~Dreams of The Demon King~~~~~~~
Chapter 12: Favourite Forgiveness
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." -MOHANDAS K. GANDHI
I rolled over onto my side, trying to get comfortable, but the constant pain in my chest made it impossible. The cause for my discomfort, Wolfram, or my hurting Wolfram is what's keeping me up.
I was wrong and I lied to Wolfram. I know I have to apologize but, I don't think I ready for a relationship, heck I not ready to admit that I'm attracted to a… a boy!
I punched my pillow a few times then buried my head in it.
I had a lot of thinking to do, but the first thing I'll have to do in the morning is apologize to Wolfram, he doesn't deserve to be treated like that. Especially since he's waited for me for so long.
With my resolve in mind and the weight of having a double day, (curse the time difference) I felt myself finally falling asleep.
"Yuri do you hate me that much?" Wolfram whispered tears falling down his face.
It was the same dream I was having before, the dream I was having under the Demon Tree.
"No Wolfram there is no way I could hate you!" I cried wanting to just wrap him in my arms.
"You may not hate him, but you sure don't know how you feel about what he represents," said a voice some where behind me.
I turned around and came face-to-face with myself. At least a more mature version of myself.
"What he represents?" I asked dumbly.
"A new life, a life full of oddities and things you don't believe are "normal" or "right"," Mr. Mature answered pointing back to Wolfram. Only it wasn't just Wolfram anymore, it was the whole Demon Kingdom, with cats that "Baaed" and dragons that flew through the air with Kohi and his friends. And there were people, MY people, with all different colors of hair, eyes and skin. There were husbands and wives with their children, and if I looked closely there were men holding hands with another man and women with other women. Everything that I didn't concern normal.
I looked away, feeling embarrassed for feeling that way.
"See it's not the place you belong," a child's voice pointed, mini-me was back, it was obvious that he was my human half. I followed with my gaze to where he was pointing, it was my home on Earth, and the scene there was what I'd always thought my life would lead to. I, a lot older, was standing next to a cute Japanese woman, her head leaning on my shoulder. We were both smiling and happy. My parents, older as well, were playing with two little toddlers, seeing as they looked a lot like me, it was clear that they were my kids. We all looked so happy. It was a normal human life.
I tore my gaze away, was that what I really wanted now?
"You don't have to choose now, but if you don't the future will chose for you!" Mr. Mature said cryptically and I was turned back to see the Demon Kingdom.
Instead of happy smiling faces I was shown fire and the scent of burning flesh! I could hear war cries and the clashing of swords! It was WAR!
I looked in the distance and saw Wolfram on his proud white stallion. He had his hand raised and a huge fire ball was forming on it. Just as he went to throw it to the enemy, an arrow flew straight into his chest!
"WOLFRAM!" I screamed trying to get away from the strong arms that were keeping me in place.
I searched for the archer who struck Wolfram, but when I looked at the enemy I couldn't see anyone with bows and arrows. A traitor?
When I looked back to Wolfram's side I saw a man wearing the Great Demon Kingdom uniform lower his bow.
Then a voice called over the noise of war.
"He's dead, please inform the general,"
I heard my self scream, then cry Wolfram's name over and over, it was like I wasn't in my own body.
It felt as if my heart had stopped.
"Yuri wake up!" Wolfram said loudly, shaking my shoulders roughly.
I opened my eyes, and noticed there were tears rolling down from them. I looked up and saw a swirl of gold and green, Wolfram!
I flung my arms around him and started to sob openly on his shoulder.
"Wolfram, Wolfram! I'm so glad you're alive! I'm so sorry!" I wept not caring how pathetic I must have looked.
"Yuri quiet down, and speak in the Demon language would you?" Wolfram whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. My ears are very sensitive!
I repeated what I said before in Demon language, not knowing why I was speaking in Japanese before.
"Of course I am wimp, it was just a nightmare, calm down everything will be all right," he soothed rubbing my back with his hand, drawing circles on it.
I sobbed for a bit longer, mumbling how it wasn't a nightmare, that it was the future and that I had to make a decision and fast.
"Yuri, the future isn't written in stone, I want you to make a decision YOU are happy with and not what everyone else says," he advised poking me in the chest with his free hand.
I laughed softly despite all my sniffling and crying.
He wiped the tears off my face and started humming a gentle tone, like a lullaby. I felt my eyes drooping, and Wolfram pulled me back to lay on my bed again.
I cuddled into his chest seeking the warmth he provided. He wrapped his arms around my waist and continued to hum the lullaby.
"Wolf?" I called weakly, snuggling me nose into his chest. He smelled so good, like the Demon Kingdom, like home.
"Hmm?" he mumbled, brushing my hair away from my face with his hand.
"You know I'm sorry right? And that I didn't mean any of it?" I asked desperately, a little scared of his response.
"I know wimp, you're to cute to stay mad at," he chuckled quietly.
"So I'm forgiven?" I felt my heart leap at his words. I felt so much better.
"Yes you're forgiven," he agreed pulling me closer. He started the lullaby again and I soon fell into a dreamless sleep, very glad that tomorrow was the weekend.
"They are so cute aren't they Shoma," Miko Shibuya whispered to her husband softly.
"Yes they are, maybe they're a bit too close, I'll have to get Shori to talk to them tomorrow," Shoma answered as softly, closing his son's bedroom door.
"Maybe I should make cookies? Or rice with red beans!" Miko squealed in excitement.
"Let's not get to carried away," Shoma advised his now giggling wife. "Let's follow the boys example and go to sleep!"
"I'm too excited to sleep!" he skipped to the master bedroom while Shoma sighed in loss of a good night sleep.
Needless to say, Shoma Shibuya didn't get much sleep that night.
A.N: I know it's the shortest chapter since the first one but I wanted to fill the next one with lot's of yuuram goodness, and maybe in Wolfram's point of view for a change.
With tomorrow being the weekend what will Yuri and Wolfram do? And just what kind of talk is Shori going to give our cute couple? We will find out as soon as I get five reviews! I'm planning lots and lots of yuuram cuteness so review, review, review!
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." -MOHANDAS K. GANDHI
