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Important note: This chapter might be a bit unsettling for some. It is for a mature audience, it contains attempted sexual assault. So, please, if you are perhaps a bit young, or want a lighter story to read, perhaps skip this chapter for now:) I do try my best to be respectful to the characters and not go over bored, so it isn't bad I feel, but still, if you feel it might upset you, perhaps give it a miss:)

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Chapter 5: Betrayal in the Moonlight

The cold wind escapes a crack in a great six foot renaissance window, soundlessly creeping its way across the back hairs of an un-expecting blonde victim.

The night's sky was hidden by a wash of clouds, which only allowed some stars to shine through its murky existence. The man finds himself lost in the gaze of the half-moon once again. The light still had its way of reminding him of how small he truly was in this world.

As much as he felt small, he felt at peace too. The moonlight reminds him of his place in this world; it would cast a spell making time seem pointless, and that, for him, felt calming. He felt the worries of that day and the worries of the next retiring for the night. Times like this alone, he felt he could possibly make it. He could still stay strong. He could be a man who would make his kingdom and family proud. Although the wine he had over the course of the night didn't hurt to calm his thoughts either.

Through the shadows a figure crept closer to the young man lost in his daze.

"Wolfram." The blonde snapped out of his daze. Something in the pits of his stomach clenched with fear as he turned around to see who the voice belonged to. He couldn't recall the last time someone snuck up on him, he felt a little ashamed that he wasn't more on guard. He guessed it was the alcohol's doing.

"Oh, Lucas, it is just you. You know, you shouldn't sneak up on people like that. Actually, what are you doing in my room?"

Lucas stood only a meter away. He looked over the man before him with uncertainty, he wasn't sure if it was a good time for this, but he felt that he could no longer wait, something inside of him wouldn't let him wait.

"Sorry. I just needed to talk to you."

"What is it? Did more letters come?"

"No. That isn't it." That fear seemed to linger within Wolfram. He didn't know why or how, but his instincts were screaming at him that something wasn't right.

"Okay, what is it then? Could it wait until the morning?"

"What do you think of me?"

"W-what?" Wolfram said, startled.

"You heard me, what do you think of me? Or do your thoughts still only exist for King Yuuri?" If Wolfram could see the other man's eyes, perhaps he could have seen the pain they held, but the darkness covered signs that this man was not himself this night.

"What? What kind of a question is that! It is none of your business!"

"It is my business. I want to know. What do you think of me?"

Wolfram felt sick, what was happening? His face had become flushed; his heart was running a million miles an hour. Warning bells were ringing around his head, or was that still the wine talking? He wasn't sure anymore, but he was sure he needed to get out of this room.

From behind the crack in the door that the blonde had so carelessly left open, stood a dumbfounded double black. He couldn't sleep after the night's events, and had decided to take a stroll around the castle until he found himself outside of his friend's door, accidently eaves-dropping. He had been finding himself doing that for some time now, ever since the blonde demon left the castle. Yet, he never once had the guts to even touch the door handle. He found it strange that voices stood now where silence once had hold of the abandoned room.

"You're my friend, one of my best soldiers too. You know that. Why are you asking stupid questions?" Wolfram wasn't known for his patience, and tonight was no different as he found irritation rising like an unpredictable tidal-wave.

"I know. But that isn't enough anymore. Wolfram, I love you."

"W-what?!"

"I love you. I know that you could come to love me too."

"I-I…"

Yuuri pulled his eyes away from the door and lent against the hallway. He felt heavy inside, yet he couldn't understand why. He guessed it was good that Wolfram had found someone he could move on with. But so soon? What was he thinking? So soon? It was over a year ago and he didn't like him like that, so what was the big deal? But seriously, that guy? Yuuri was too consumed by his own thoughts to hear much else of the conversation.

"You don't still love him, do you? Not after everything he has put you though. He could never understand you like I do." Desperation had slowly drained the logic and patience from Lucas. Jealousy was a monster in the darkness, and it had left its venom in him that would soon consume him whole. He wasn't willing to wait any longer for what he wanted. He wasn't willing to watch it be taken away by another before he had even a taste.

"It isn't like that! I just don't know… you're a good friend, but I just don't see you like that…I'm sorry."

The silence had never had a chance to reach Wolfram's ears as he felt lips pressed against his and hands invaded his body. The cold seemed to be reaching every part of him, sneaking into every inch of his being. He would have fallen over if there wasn't a stone beam behind him. A stone beam that blocked him from stepping out of reach of greedy hands. He felt the cold of the beam add to his fear as he was squeezed deeper into it. His eyes were wide open, as his body seemed to tremble with fear. As he felt tongue slide to enter his month and hands pull at clothing his brain finally kicked into action. The blonde lifted his arms and pushed the man away from him, breathing heavily he said,

"No."

"Let me show you. I love you. That I'm right for you."

Fear still gripped the blonde as he felt a hand clutch his wrist and throw him to the ground. A yell echoed the room as his head spun around. The pain in his head seemed to slow his reactions as before he knew it, he felt a heavy weight on his chest and pressure holding each of his hands beside his head. The bells in his head became sirens screaming at him to move, but the alcohol and fear proved to be formidable foes for draining his strength.

Yuuri had found himself slowly drifting down the hallway away from the blonde's door until he heard a muffed scream.

"Get off me!"

Feet hit hard against the concrete floor as Yuuri headed back towards the crack in the door. Another cry reached his ears stirred a dreaded pit within his stomach. He pushed open the door, running into the room, he wasn't sure what he was expecting to see, but this was not it. He felt sick to his core at the sight before him. Hurt for the man struggling to escape. Rage soon consumed him, provoking a protective beast. He ran at Lucas, gripping either side of the man's shoulders, Yuuri dragged him off Wolfram, then reaching back with his right fist he punched Lucas square in the face. He pulled back his hand, another hit ready to pounce as he heard,

"Yuuri! Stop!" His head still spinning, eyes becoming cloudy, Wolfram wasn't sure how he knew who the man was who ran to his rescue. He just knew. Putting aside his pride he couldn't be any more relieved to have the help while he was in this state, but he wasn't about to let the man lose himself completely to rage because of this. Not because of him.

Yuuri's hand lingered, desperately wanting to give into the urge to keep hitting and hitting until nothing was left. The power within already began to boil, but as he heard the plea from his friend he closed his eyes for a second, allowing himself to regain some sort of control of the situation.

"Yuuri… don't…" Wolfram could feel his voice soften in the darkness, he could feel it losing its strength and breaking without warning.

The double black loosened his grip on the man and stood up. The man fell backwards nursing his head. Yuuri slowly turned his head to see the other man illuminated by the little moonlight from the window still on the ground. His heart opened with sadness as he saw the man's defences vanish without sound, his fear spread across the surface of his face. His tears silently sailing from his eyes, landing delicately to stain his ruffled shirt. Yuuri felt his own wanting to break free from behind his glassy eyes, but held them back until he knew what to do with them.

He found himself kneeling before the man on the ground, staring openly into the other man's eyes with sympathy and support. He hesitantly placed a hand onto Wolfram's shoulder, not wanting to startle the other with any sudden movements.

Men ran into the room managing to block Lucas from escaping in the madness.

"Wolfram!" Men called out.

"Wolfram! Your Majesty? What are you doing here?" Gunter spoke with distress.

Yuuri's grip tightened as he spoke, briefly parting his eyes from the man before him.

"Put Lucas under arrest. And get Gisela"

"Yuuri? What's going on?" Conrad was next to speak.

"Now."

Soldiers took Lucas away, leaving Gwendal, Conrad and Gunter at the door. Confusion clouded the air as the three men hovered by the door, the room was dark and the scene before them was unexpected. They weren't sure what had happened, they could barely see more than two shadows huddled by the bed. They weren't sure what they should do, naturally they would have moved towards the younger men, but Yuuri's voice had been unusually stern. It wasn't often that he would use that tone, unless he was backed into a corner with no other option, but to force his will upon the land, so they were reluctant to make any sudden moves just yet.

"Hey…Wolf… are you okay?" Yuuri's whisper cuts the air. He watched as the blonde's emerald eyes dropped to the ground where he once lay. Tears still rolled down his checks in silence, he felt his head throbbing from where he hit the cold floor, and it didn't help that he was still feeling the effects of all the wine he had drunk. Everything inside of him felt shattered, one minute he thought he could keep going the way he was, the next someone had managed to break him down with just their touch.

He felt dizziness starting to pull him away from the conscious world. The last thing he remembered was the sensation of warmth as someone wiped away the tears from his eyes.

Yuuri grabbed both sides of the man's face, doing his best to catch as many of the silent tears as he could. He tried to call the man's name again, but still there was no response. He watched as the emerald eyes closed and Wolfram's body lost all its strength, falling to the side. He caught the man and pulled him into his lap as he called out his name once again.

Hearing no response, the men by the door felt panic wash over them. No longer feeling the need to be patient, they ran towards the young men on the ground.

Conrad was the first to reach them, he lent down and gently pulled the unconscious man out of Yuuri's hands, he couldn't see what was wrong, but he made sure to handle him with care. He lifted him up, saying his name in the hopes he would awake, but no words were reaching his brother's ears. He placed him upon the bed as Gwendal gave light to the room. In that moment Gisela rushed through the doors.

Taking command of the situation she ordered, "What happened? Move out of the way so I can see."

Silence hit the room once again as each studied the man before them. His clothes were ruffed as if he had gotten into a fight. Perhaps if it had been another man it wouldn't have been so strange to see, but Wolfram was somewhat of a perfectionist, so to see him so unsettled triggered unwanted emotions inside of each of them. But, that isn't what broke their hearts the most. It was the bruised lip and stained cheeks that cut deep within their chests.

Gwendal and Conrad could feel a fire stir within them, what had happened to their younger brother that could reduce a proud man to tears?

Gisela was quick to get to work. She was used to seeing unsettling things in her line of work, and even though it was harder to see when it was a friend, she knew how to cast off all emotions and do what was needed to be done.

"He might have hit his head. I don't know exactly, I just heard…yelling and came running." Yuuri wasn't sure what he should say, knowing Wolfram as he did, he wasn't sure what was okay to say. He didn't want to upset him more…but at the same time he couldn't let that monster get away with what he had done, what he had tried to do. He was just grateful that he decided to take that walk tonight.

"I see. Well, from what I can see, he appears to have a mild concussion. I can heal most of it, but he will need time to rest. He is going to be fine though; there is no need to worry."

Yuuri could feel himself starting to breathe again. When the other man fell, he felt as though someone had struck him instead. He was thankful to watch the light glow of Gisela's power healing Wolfram's bruised lip. It mightn't have been much, but it was hard to look at, and even harder to know what had caused it.

As Gisela moved away from the bed the men thanked her for her service. They had decided not to wake up Cacilie, if they were honest Gwendal and Conrad didn't want their mother to see her child like this. She had already dealt with each and every one of them in horrible states, but ever since she had to watch her youngest's heart stop, once the key had been ripped from him, she had been especially anxious towards them. She didn't need to see this. She didn't need another horrible image to stir her dreams at night.

"Yuuri, what happened?" In a soft but firm voice Conrad spoke. He could see that Yuuri was hurting too. He was still kneeling on the ground, only moving to near the bed once Gisela had finished her work. He watched as the young man tenderly took his brother's hand in his. It was a strange, but a natural sight. Those two mightn't been as close as they used to be, but it was clear that they still cared for one another. This only softens his heart, what more could he want for his younger brother?

Never looking away from Wolfram before him, Yuuri replied, "Listen I am not 100% sure myself…but from what I gathered was that…that person, said he loved Wolfram and he wasn't going to take no for an answer… I heard a scream, Wolfram was on the floor, and I handled it."

Both brothers' eyes widen at the news, they weren't sure what they suspected had happened, but they would be lying if they said this didn't disturb them more. Staring upon their younger brother they noticed the unbuckled belt, the broken buttons to his shirt, and remember the bruised lip which acted to reinforce what the story they had just heard.

Yurri managed to get the words out, but he felt numb saying them out loud, they didn't feel real, none of it felt real. Gunter had gathered hot water and a cloth as they were talking. He sat them on the bedside table and prepared to clear the unconscious man's face from the stained tears and sweat. Yuuri watched as he leant over to do so,

"Wait-"

"Your Majesty?" Gunter said, startled.

"Gunter, do you mind if I do that? You know… it's just, I wouldn't mind feeling a little more helpful…"

With soft, understanding eyes he handed the cloth over to the young King.

"Okay, but I am going to have to get you a chair if you insist on staying there all night."

Yuuri looked up at the man's small smile, he never said he would do that, but it seemed the man knew him better than himself, because he was right, Yuuri didn't plan on leaving Wolfram's side anytime soon. Whether it was for his or Wolfram's sake he wasn't quite sure.

"Thanks, Gunter."

As the older man gathered a chair the two older brothers watched as Yuuri wiped their younger brother's face with great care. They could easily see that it seemed to bring the young man peace by taking care of him. It was a strange sight that made them really question just how one-sided their brother's relationship really was. Maybe they were seeing something that was usually preserved for those rare times when putting up walls and defences was pointless and trivial. They wondered if their young master was even aware of it himself. Was this why he had pushed for Wolfram to travel with them? Was this all just out of friendship, or something more? How could someone be so unaware of their own actions?

Gunter placed a chair beside the bed and tapped Yuuri's shoulder to take the seat. He thanked him and placed the cloth on the bedside table.

Conrad spoke to his older brother, "come on, let's get him dressed and I hate to say it, but tuck him in."

As they did Yuuri briefly left the room to freshen up in the bathroom, he felt it was better if he let them do that without his watchful eyes. Gunter also decided to leave the men to tend to their brother.

When he returned he took his place back besides Wolfram's bed. He wasn't sure if Wolfram was conscious that he would allow him to take hold of his hand, but for his own comfort he needed to hold it. Yuuri needed to somehow show Wolfram without words, that he was okay, that as long as Yuuri was around he wasn't going to let anything else happen to him.

He had a brief image of climbing upon the double bed to lay his head besides the other, just as he remembered doing many times before, but this wasn't Earth, and he was the Maou. It was bad enough he would be spending the night in another's room, even if he was his ex-fiancé, it was inappropriate, and he knew better now. Plus, he was certain that Wolfram was going to fry him for just being in his room, let alone holding his hand, he concluded it is best he doesn't take the risk.

As the older two left the room they turned briefly to watch over the younger demons. They were unsettled, confused and anxious over what had just happened. It was something that added to the worries they already held towards their young brother, yet as they continue to watch over him now, they found comfort knowing that at least for tonight they didn't have to worry about Wolfram, as now he was being looked after by such kind hands.

Before he closed the door, Gwendal finally decided to say speak,

"Yuuri."

"Yeah?"

"Take care of our brother, and thank you."

Yuuri nodded in response, never taking his eyes away from the demon lying unconscious as they turned off the light and left the room, leaving them alone in the darkness.

It was a long time before Yuuri felt the release of sleep over come him. He knew he wouldn't get much of it tonight, but he was grateful to be near the man. He was grateful that he was under the same roof, grateful that he had arrived in time, and grateful that even though his heart still felt heavy, still felt as though it was filled with lead, that at least he could rest his head somewhere he felt he could eventually be at peace.

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alguien22792: I get that, and I agree, first person can be hard to write, and if someone doesn't do it that well it can be pretty annoying to read. But, practice is practice. And, I agree with you! I am glad you are frustrated at him, because frankly, I am too! I guess, I see him as pretty immature when it comes to relationships, he is a young clueless boy sometimes, but that isn't exactly his fault, he is still learning and figuring out why people do the things they do, while also trying to work out what he wants, and should he go for it? Idk, something like that I am going for haha I felt first person was good to show his bias towards how he views Wolfram, and also note a little jealous towards others knowing a side of him, Yuuri didn't realise was there. Yay! Thanks! I love that you review;)

Belldandy55555: Thanks! I am glad! It makes my day to read that, so thank you! :)

SweetHeaven: Wow, again, just the passion from your review! I love it! I know, but at the same time, because you mentioned it, it gave me an idea! Which was great, because I needed a little inspiration!
I like a bit of jealousy too;) Also, it is Wolfram... so he has to be a bit crazy-jealous. I like to see him fight against it, but ultimately giving into anger and jealousy! hehehe
Completely agree with you! It always annoyed me! Also annoyed me how he never wanted to show off the kingdom to the rest of his family... like I get the danger, but still! Come on, have a little fun Yuuri! haha
I couldn't of said it better myself! I agree, it annoyed me so much! I mean, they are meant to be friends, make a little effort Yuuri! And, you know what, I think I might of read that fan fiction too... because I do remember a line like that and thinking "damn that is spot on!"
So, I might have skipped some of what you have said. But, with the chapter names, yes, I feel that way too! The "someone" is meant to be Wolfram, and the idea is that, Yuuri doesn't know who he is. And, I guess that it also includes meeting his friends, but mainly it is meant to be about not knowing Wolfram, but also wanting to know.
And I agree, I hate when my friends embarrass me like that! But, I do- do it to them, so I do kind of deserve it! haha
Thanks! I completely agree in relation to writing too! I like to think first person is good when you want to be bias, when you want to see a certain situation through a fog of emotions and irrational thinking. Because we are humans after all, and we all can't help but be bias at times, so I guess, that is what I was kind of going for.
Thanks again for your review! I really enjoyed it:)

guest: thanks! I am glad that you could read it! I know what you mean, sometimes I find it hard to read first person too, but I have read some done really well and really enjoyed them, so I thought I may as well give it a go and get some practice!
I agree too about it being satisfying to see Yuuri come around! I want to have him slowly come to turns with his feelings, and not just have him love Wolfram for any reason. So I will do my best! haha thanks again for your review! :)

BlueStarLightCB: Haha I love your honestly! I agree, the first few chapters aren't my favourite that I have written so far, I feel they are more setting the tone. After this one, I have a few which I personally feel are better, so I hope you do too:S haha Who knows! Thank you for your review! :)