Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KYOU KARA MAOU!
It is not my property.
WARNING: a little OOC. YUURAM/ SARAYUU
Yuuri and Sara walked back home in less than ten minutes. Yuuri was scared and it took him a lot not to shake because of stress. He couldn't fight against the weird and unfamiliar smell he'd been breathing for a few minutes. Soon, he understood Sara's clothes emanated this scent.
The lights had been switched off in the Shibuyas house. Not a sound came to reach their ears. It was strangely silent. Yuuri guessed everyone was already sleeping.
Sara leaned on him, locking one arm around Yuuri's neck as if to find support. He too had been taken aback by the recent attack. The double black searched for his keys inside his pocket. When he found nothing, his face changed colour, going from tan to pale.
" I've forgotten my keys."
" Is there no other way to go in?"
" Let's see with the back door..."
They checked the said door but it was locked as well as the main one. Internally berating himself, Yuuri let a long sigh out. He looked into Sara's golden eyes and felt reassured to see a sheepish smile on the blond's delicate face.
" I don't want to wake anyone up."
" Isn't there any inn or...hotel around?" Sara hesitated on the right word to say.
Yuuri's lips curled at the corner.
" A hotel?..."
" If we can't go in, we're not going to stay out...mainly with unknown men willing to kill us."
" Do you know what people do in a hotel?"
Sara looked back at Yuuri then caught a glimpse of the lust in the dark eyes. He gave a slight elbow hit on his stomach.
" We almost got killed and you're thinking about that. You pervert."
" But this is how you like me, huh, Sara-kun?"
The jet haired man laced his arms around his husband to pull him to him. Sara accepted the kiss.
As always, Yuuri's kiss was good and it caressed all fears and pains away. He stroked the black bangs with his fingers before lowering his hand back near his hip. The sound of the door slowly opening stopped their current business. When they turned their heads towards it, the sudden light made them blink. Then, they recognize a typical pouting face framed with golden hair like a halo. But this time, the face harbored a darker expression and an undeniable pain and a visible jealousy.
" Wolfram..." Yuuri whispered.
The curled haired man crossed his arms over his chest, looking up and down at them. He must have damped a bit his face, maybe because of his worry, as some tight ringlets had formed atop his forehead.
" What is it?" He asked tersely.
" We...we've just come back...er...We couldn't go in the house as I...then we..."
" I'm not talking about your kiss!" Wolfram snapped up, frowning. " I'm talking about that!"
He made a movement of his chin to indicate Sara's clothes. Both Yuuri and Sara looked down at the blond's garments . The small red stains on his ivory jacket startled the two young men. And right away, the Demon King understood where the odd smell came from. So he was right. It wasn't Sara's usual perfume he'd been breathing since their way back at home.
" Sara..."
" Don't panic, I'll get changed."
The honey-eyed king passed Wolfram by, brushing off his elbow. He headed soundlessly towards the bathroom and decided to shower. Yuuri came in too, giving a grateful smile at Wolfram. Then he tumbled tiredly until he could sit down on the sofa. Wolfram followed him, taking a place next to him. He lifted his hand to caress the other man's cheek.
" You haven't slept a lot, have you?"
" True...I know I'm always making weird dreams but I don't quite remember them."
" W-weird dreams?" Wolfram's voice had got shaky. He couldn't tell Yuuri Ludwig was often haunting his, thus making his dreams nightmares. How he wished to forget all this mess with the red haired soldier. Yuuri nodded so slightly that the green eyed prince barely noticed it.
" Yeah...but beside this, it's okay. We should think of going back to Shin Makoku. I have my hands full."
" What's happened? With Sara? And the blood?" his emerald green eyes scanned Yuuri's body and face accurately. He hadn't been harmed. Then his nostrils twitched as he moved closer to the double black.
" It smells...vomit..."
" Sorry, I have thrown up."
" Why?!"
" We've been attacked by men. But from what Sara said, they may be soldiers of his dimension." Yuuri's brows were drawn in a frown. He straightened on the sofa, the leather wrinkling under the pressure of his movements. " Sara said...we were perhaps destroying the balance between our universes...because he has come here. And maybe, he shouldn't have." He sighed again. " I don't want to think like that. I don't want to loose anything. We'll soon be back in Shin Makoku. Then, I'll ask Gunter to search for information about all this for me! As much as I care about the safety of both my worlds...I can't renounce to..."
Yuuri stopped his speech. He slapped his forehead with his palm. Seriously, what was he thinking about? Talking to Wolfram about Saralegui as if Wolfram was only a friend? Why was he always forgetting about his former fiancé's feelings? His lack of wisdom sometimes upset him.
" I'm sorry Wolfram...I didn't mean to..."
The blond cast his eyes aside, then shook his head.
" I can understand you. If I ever lost someone dear to me, I don't know how I would react. I just know that I would like to follow this person into death. So...if you ever need my help, I'll be happy to lend you a hand." He looked back at Yuuri with a soft smile. It warmed his heart.
He didn't back up when the blond rested his hand on his. Nor when he pulled Yuuri into a comforting embrace. His caresses on his back were relaxing.
" Yuuri, I'm going to bed. Good night, darling." Sara said neutrally, crossing the living-room until he reached the doors. He hadn't even sent a glance at them. The Japanese man and Wolfram instantly let go of one another, eyes wide, then peering into Sara's direction. But the latter was already out of sight.
" Well, I think I'm going to..." Yuuri mumbled, averting his eyes. He scratched his hair clumsily, thus not hiding well his embarrassment.
" Okay, see you tomorrow."
...
In Shin Makoku, the situation had worsened. The king had been on Earth for almost a week. And during all that time, strangers and unfamiliar creatures had caused trouble everywhere in the kingdom. Gwendal and Gunter couldn't count the number of casualties anymore. Fortunately, everyone had been saved in time. Conrad had settled a quick security system. He could intervene very rapidly, thus avoiding sinister consequences. The strangers were men with somber clothes and using huge swords which appeared with magic. The way they battled and fought was different from what they knew.
It therefore became pretty clear they came from another world. After an investigation, their suspicions fell on Sara's arrival and his world.
...
" I like soccer, I think that is quite funny and entertaining." Sara said, kicking into a balloon. The spherical object came onto a wall of an old unoccupied house.
"...You make me laugh! Who fought you would be that sportive?"
" I was not allowed to practice such sports but it's never prevented me from getting stronger."
Anselm ran towards the balloon to fetch it for Yuuri. Once he gave the toy to his adoptive father, the double black kicked too. The ball landed on a tree.
" Congrats!" Sara mocked.
" Yes, congrats. You suck at that." Anselm repeated, with a snicker.
Yuuri couldn't suppress his laugh. He tumbled towards the tree and climbed on it. The ball was soon caught, easily. He sat up on one of the branches and admired the beautiful park his heart's content. There were not many people that day. They had all the park for themselves.
He saw Sara and Anselm waving at him before heading towards the lake. The swans were swimming peacefully and leisurely. Anselm tore some roses off to throw them onto the birds. He got scowled by Sara, which made Yuuri chuckle. The blond child had his head lowered, surely a pout on his face. Sara then opened one of their bags and withdrew from it bread. With Anselm who recovered his joy quickly, the platinum haired king fed the swans.
Further away, Yuuri could see Greta and Wolfram trying to practice baseball. They had their special clothes for. Wolfram seemed to enjoyed himself, throwing a ball at his daughter. Greta gigglingly caught it with her two tiny hands.
He got off of the tree and joined his daughter and the blond.
" Let me help you."
" Sara...look there are other swans and also ducks over there, can I feed them too?"
" Sure. Go ahead."
The amber eyed man watched his son running impatiently towards the animals.
He took a step forward then stopped.
" You..."
The sight of a black cloaked silhouette floating like a ghost made his hairs stand on end. Through the multiple feelings and emotions crossing his mind and body, he could feel his heartbeat hastening suddenly before it brutally nearly came to a halt. His face had considerably paled. All his members refused to move.
And he'd forgotten everything around.
" You...What do you..."
The person beneath the cloak didn't let him time to ask questions. He held out his hand , palm facing the sky, and a long ebony bow appeared on it. He passed the other hand behind his shoulder until it reappeared with a long sharp black arrow. Adjusting it as he should, his shining eyes peering into Sara's, he chose his target then his fingers let go of the taut string.
The arrow pierced Sara's chest then his heart.
The wide eyed boy flickered.
" Huh? Father?" Anselm said, looking at him, with a frown. " Fath..."
His eyes grew larger. In a matter of seconds, he had got rid of the bread and was hurrying away from the birds.
" SARA! FATHER!"
The blond collapsed on the ground.
Yuuri, Wolfram and Greta turned around. When he saw why his son had cried out, Yuuri's heart almost stopped.
He immediately ran, forcing his legs to accelerate.
" SARA!!" Wolfram and Greta followed him.
When he was close enough to get him, he fell on his knees and took the blond in his arms.
He was no fool not to understand something terrible had just happened.
" SARA! W-what...!!"
" He's fallen like this!" Anselm said, big tears damping his cheeks.
Saralegui's face was pale, a thread of blood escaping from his lips. He looked at Yuuri.
He can't see the arrow...
So then, he knew.
He caressed with his thumb Yuuri's hand, not able to hear Yuuri's shouts and pleas, his view fading and blurring. He could barely feel the smile he was giving his husband for the last time.
See you later, my love. We were not meant to be together in this life.
" SARA!! Sara!! Please, wake up! Wake up! Don't close your eyes!"
" I'm calling an ambulance!" Wolfram said, panicked, his hands rummaging nervously inside his pockets to get his phone. Greta didn't know what to do. She was staring with wide eyes at Sara, not feeling her tears trickling down her face.
Anselm, his face damped, turned around as if called.
This was when he could see the man with the black cloak. His hood taken off, it revealed emerald green eyes, and golden curls. But the grim line on his lips was sinister.
" F...father..." Anselm stuttered, his disbelief increasing.
The man- or the wizard- was totally indifferent to the scene, to Yuuri's cries. He just gave a smile at Anselm, walking away until he vanished like a fog.
With your death, Sara, I have just saved the worlds. Even though you made more than one happy, we just couldn't keep you in this world. You were meant to die sooner. But the love you knew for the first time turned you away from your fate longer than expected.
You'll be remembered as another sun...
TBC
Eirina