Hey:D Thanks again for the new followers and such! You're all awesome! Please review;) hehe
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Guest: naww thanks! I am glad you came back and read it! Well you are about to find out;) hehehe Let me know what you think of it! I will explain more in the next few chapters:) Thanks again!
SweetHeaven: really? That's amazing they are still going! I once read a translation of a "alternative" ending or something, in which I am pretty sure they were together, but there was quite a bit of Yuuri and Conrad mushy-ness in it:S But again, there was this heavy-wolfram-beautiful-thing. But I was pretty confused with the website I read it off, so I am still not sure if it was a fan-thing or an actually short story, you know? :S
Yeah sure! If you any good ones please send me the link when you can be bothered, but if it is to much trouble don't worry about it! :)
I read that part in the manga! It was awesome! But I want to read more! Like, how did Yuuri mean it? I wonder what else he was thinking!
That would have been a good CD to listen to! I listened to one in which Yuuri went to bed with a pillow invention Anissina made where he would get naughty dreams (hehe Yuuri, it's about time you showed some interest in that) so he asked Wolfram to sleep in his own room that night, Wolfram was annoyed of course. But when he was woken up in the morning by Conrad and Wolfram he was confused until he heard Conrad's voice- implying that he still thought he was dreaming when he heard Wolf, and it implied that he actually ended up having a naughty dream about Wolfram haha
Naww thanks! I am glad you liked it! I agree! She annoyed me in some parts, so I have calmed down her character just a little bit:P haha Same with Gunter, he sometimes annoyed me! haha
Greta yeah, I think I liked the idea of her and such, but I hated how she would go on about Yuuri more, especially considering how much time Wolfram put into looking after her. It was a strange thing to do, but at the same time I liked the idea of their little family. But you would think that if Yuuri was against getting together with wolf he would have freaked out at how much of a family they were becoming. Thanks again for your review :D
Chapter 13: When Thoughts Consume You
Light piano music played peacefully, not too overpowering, nor too soft that the purpose of playing would be lost. The space in which the pianist played was a grand creamy-white circular room. The not too imposing black instrument had its place to the far right once entering from the three metre high wooden doors, with delicate golden handles.
The walls although white, did not strike a modern sense of Earth, but held a warm, exciting vibe. They were decorated with colourful portraits and captivating landscapes; each held in intricate and bold frames.
As the young king sat at a round wooden table staring onwards to an eccentric painting of a golden sunset and strange beastly birds his mind was torn.
His ears listened to words of the cold seasons to come as the attendees of the meeting took a small tea-break from heavy talk, while his eyes replayed images of a blonde prince who would have delighted in the strange styles of art hanging before him.
His eyes strained for a window with which to ease his mind, perhaps thinking they could search for an image of one who could solve the heartache of a puzzle looming in the dark pits of his chest.
He sighed, closing his defiant and tired eyes, while pushing back on the uncomfortable wooden chair that hosted him.
"Your Majesty?"
His eyes opened and his body responded accordingly; straightening up and looking to the blonde maiden whom had spoken. She continued, with lowered eyes and a warm smile,
"Would you care for some tea and cake?"
"Yes, thank you."
The maiden was dressed in a light pink and white pantsuit - much like formal fitted black and white butler suits back on Earth - placed a piece of cream-filled sponge cake and a hot cup of tea in front of the Maou.
It was not a particularly cold day, however the air in the room had turned stale. Talk for some time had dulled his senses and stiffened his muscles, so when the hot liquid leaked through his lips he could have sworn he felt a spike of life awakening the atoms in which it touched.
As the hour passed all members of the meeting had returned themselves around the circular table. Next to Yuuri sat Gunter, while the other side sat His Holiness, Murata. Conrad had been lucky enough to avoid part-taking an active feature of the meeting and instead was naturally responsible for the king's protection. And so he stood by the door with another trusted solider of their own, and a pair of Big Cimaron soldiers.
Across from Yuuri and his men sat King Rey, who after some internal disruptions previously had taken rule over of Big Cimaron, (allowing discussions of peace between the two countries) and his advisers; three older women and man. King Rey was a man in his forties, with a full belly and golden beard that matched his short golden hair. He was much like Yuuri in the sense that he was determined to find peace among the two countries and move into a future where both their people could prosper without a lingering threat of war. He was, of course, still wary of unsettled hatred among both their people, however over the years King Yuuri had worked hard to improve The Great Demon Kingdom's reputation, and so he held faith that they were taking the right steps towards that future.
Time slowed, perhaps, or the obsession of a longing friend made time unbearable that the double black King could not pull his thoughts away.
After tea he had tried to focus upon the important meeting; he had worked so long to build a better relationship with this kingdom and yet when he tried to listen to discussions, he found more and more Murata and Gunter having to take over control of his part in them.
"Your Majesty?" Spoke a brunette maiden beside King Rey, "Your thoughts?"
Yuuri stared blankly at the woman. He felt a slight push on his foot under the table from his dear dark-haired friend and trusted adviser snapping him out of his daze.
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that…?" He said weakly; he felt strange. Not only could he not control his attention, but he had come to feel strange in the body as well. His tongue tingled and his stomach seemed to stir with warm, anxious butterflies.
"Your Majesty? Are you feeling okay? You seem to have been distracted for some time now." Said King Rey, with annoyance dancing on his lips.
Quickly coming to Yuuri's defence, Gunter spoke, "His Majesty is feeling a tad under the weather from the long journey here. I am sure he does not mean any harm; please forgive his… delayed responses."
Finding his words, Yuuri added, "Yes, I'm sorry King Rey, Lady Ashley, honestly I am having a bit of trouble keeping concentration. I am afraid that cake might not have agreed with me, do you mind if we take another small break? This meeting is very important to our country, and I would hate to ruin progress between us due to a weak stomach."
King Rey, although still annoyed at the another delay in their discussions agreed, "Very well. We shell take a break and reassume after dinner."
One by one each member at the table broke apart and with small talk replacing the long silenced piano retreated to their respective rooms and hobbies.
Once entering the guest chambers, Gunter was quick to attend to his king's every need. More so dragging- than guiding, Yurri towards a red-cushion couch beside a burning fireplace. The white-haired demon asked, "Are you feeling alright Your Majesty? Tell me exactly all your symptoms? Did you drink enough water, have you enough to eat?! Oh- I knew we should have taken a day before formal meetings! Please forgive my short-sightedness, I-"
Quick to interrupt before the white-haired demon could bombard Yuuri with any more questions, Conrad spoke, "I'm sure that His Majesty just needs some rest considering the long journey here and lack of sleep."
The older soldier was sure he knew why the young king could not draw his attention to focus, and he didn't blame him either. At times he felt they forgot how old Yuuri actually was. He was due to turn twenty this spring; they would consider him still a child if he were born on their lands, and even younger if he was of pure blood. He was barely an adult, really no more than a teen forced to grow faster than his body was prepared. It was only natural that casting off ones emotions would be harder when he had little years to practice.
Murata took a seat next to Yuuri on the couch and placed the back of his hand onto the other man's forehead.
"Shibuya, you are burning up." He spoke, as his eyes took a close look at the man's face, alarm sank in, "your eyes have turned as well."
Alarmed Gunter stood in front of Yuuri and felt his temperature for himself, as well as taking a closer look to confirm that the young king's eyes had indeed turn to black serpent slits.
Yuuri had undergone training over the last few years that allowed him to take control of his powers; he would no longer change into his full Maou form unless releasing a large amount of majutgu. If his eyes had changed form without his knowledge then they all knew something was wrong.
"Shibuya?" Murata spoke beside him, noticing the distant look on the man's face; however the words were not reaching the king's ears.
"Your Majesty?" Alarmed, Gunter asked, gently shaking the double black's shoulders.
With still no response, Conrad moved closer to kneel before him (beside Gunter) concern lingering as he placed a hand on his shoulder and called out his name.
Yuuri felt dazed, he stared upon the faces looking towards him, yet they held no real concern to him. His mind felt busy and strangely calm; it was an odd sensation. He studied them one by one, they were all familiar to him, yet they were not the one he was looking for. Someone was missing; someone he desperately needed to talk to.
"I think, I am going to go for a walk." He said, before brushing off Conrad's hand and standing up.
Startled, Gunter spoke, "Yuuri?"
"Yuuri perhaps you should rest, you don't seem to be yourself at the moment." Conrad added, standing up as well.
Yuuri looked towards Conrad, barely recognising the worried look on the man's face. Over the years Yuuri had grown and was now the same height as his elder brother, which made him almost half-an inch taller than Conrad.
"I just need some fresh air." He stated, before heading for the door.
As his hand reached for the door handle he felt a spike tingle through his body and softy shook his hand. However, his mind was too preoccupied to worry about it, and so he pushed on and proceeded to exit the room.
The other men were quick to follow, finding themselves almost jogging to keep up with Yuuri's steps as he made his way through the cream-coloured halls to the back gardens of the castle.
Frantically black eyes searched the wide, open garden before them. They scanned across the garden beds to either side of him that were full of many blooming flowers of all colours, then passing the giant three layered fountain at the centre of the garden. They moved to the sun that lingered high above the ocean bed which crashed upon the cliff where the garden was stationed, as he continued to enter the gardens, past the fountain, stopping metres away from the edge of the cliff. The sight was spectacular; the kingdom was famous for its ocean views; however for the young king it held no promise of comfort.
"Where is he?" Yuuri whispered to himself more than anything.
"Your Majesty!" Gunter called out from the far corner of the garden. The white-haired demon proceeded to run towards Yuuri, however a sudden breeze blew, picking up fallen leaves from trees that circled the gardens and headed towards Gunter and Mutura stopping them in their tracks. Conrad was the only one able to keep up and avoid the wind and now stood a metre behind Yuuri.
"I don't see him anywhere. Why isn't he here?" Yuuri again whispers under his breath, barely taking notice of the panicked voices calling out his name behind him. His eyes still lay towards the horizon, still searching for answers to questions that he did not have.
"Who?" Conrad asked, "everyone who came with us is right here. Yuuri, please come back to the room, you aren't looking so well."
Yuuri's tongue felt almost numb, as if he had a sour lolly that now left a strange favour that would stay there for some time. He was vaguely aware that his body was building up power. His mind was clouded; he was all too calm, yet all too busy to notice how natural it was for his body to summon this much power without strain.
"Yuuri please calm down" Conrad said, panic seeping into his voice, "you're powers are upsetting the environment."
"He said he would come, why isn't he here yet?" Yuuri said a little louder. His heart felt heavy, felt as if a weight were preventing his thoughts to lighten.
His arms hung by his sides, his body felt hot, denser than he was used to.
"Yuuri?!" Conrad yelled, as a great gust of wind caught him off balance and sent him flying into the crying Gunter.
Like a tsunami crashing down on innocent lands, his powers began to take control of his body. Each mental lock that once safely sealed away and controlled his power broke away. The dark black hair which normally sat short grew until it reached his middle back, carelessly dancing with the wind.
Power circled his feet as the wind blew to his unknowing command. The sky once filled with peaceful pinks, blues, whites and yellows had now become covered in a blanket of greys and blacks. The smell of rain drifted in the air, the sound of thunder starting to tremble to its master's call.
The young Maou's voice, almost lost to the sound of nature, calls out once more, "where are you? Why did you leave?"
"Yuuri!" A voice called from behind.
The young king's ears stung and wondered if what they were hearing were true. It was the same name many had called out, but yet, it had a different taste.
"YURRI!" His heart beating harder as it heard the voice again.
The double black turned from the ocean view towards the back entrance of the castle, where his men and a small group of unknown guards had gathered. They looked panicked, he briefly noted that they looked worried, scared even, but he was too busy searching to realise why.
"Is that you?" He asks in a whisper.
"SNAP OUT OF IT YOU WIMP!" The voice screaming across the heavy wind picking up around them, the man stood a few metres away from the group.
"Wolfram! What are you doing here?" Said Conrad to the blonde's left.
"It's a long story, mother is inside informing King Rey now." He said, briefly making eye contact with his brother before assessing the situation. Wolfram was irritated and worried, this was their worst-case scenario; it was already Plan B, and it had to work, otherwise they would be forced to use Plan C, which Wolfram really hoped to avoid. And if that didn't work, well, he wasn't going to be around to find out as he knew he would sooner die than let that happen.
He noted that the clouds above were now dark grey, the ocean crashing loudly against the cliff, and the wind singing violently to the will of the Maou's body. It spun circles around the Maou, picking up his wild black hair behind him like a cape.
He was a monster, a beautiful and deadly monster, whose heart was never matched to fully wield that power for harm. But now that power was beginning to take a form of its own.
Wolfram gritted his teeth before calling out, "YUURI! JUST HANG ON!"
The dark black eyes focused in on the body the voice belonged to, and a sense of brief relief flowed through him.
Noticing the way the blonde man's hands rose to block heavy wind pushing him backwards, and the way his stance prepared to stand his ground, Yuuri's mind flooded with sensory information; he realised that it was not normal to feel this way. To be worked up over something like wondering where a friend is, when he already knew the answer. It was illogical, and now his body was responding violently. Confusion was an overwhelming drug sending his control further and further away.
His eyes opened wider in fear as he watched Wolfram push forward in the wind.
"WOLF! STOP!" He yelled back.
Conrad instinctively and protectively grips his brother's arm to stop him.
"Wolfram! What are you doing?!" Conrad spoke, alarm prominent in his voice. Fear apparent in his eyes.
"I have to get to Yuuri now or else we won't be able to stop him" Wolfram replied with urgency.
Conrad's eyes widened and there was raw fear across his face, he said, "It's too dangerous to get close! You are not going out there!"
"I have to! I have a plan to stop this, however I need to get close for it to work. You have to trust me! I can do this."
Conrad looked back at Yuuri then his brother, worry still lingering in his voice,
"Tell me what to do and I will do it."
Sending Conrad a sad, understanding smile, Wolfram said softly, "You can't brother. You're not strong enough, you don't have the majutgu. You need to trust me. This is Yuuri we are talking about, I refuse to stand by and watch."
Looking into his brother's eyes Conrad could see the determination and desperation. He didn't want to let him go, but he knew that he couldn't stop him. He didn't know what was happening, and he didn't have a way to deal with this situation, all he could do now was trust that Wolfram knew what he was doing.
"Very well, be careful."
Wolfram nodded in reply before briefly putting his hand on top of Conrad's protective one still on his arm, and gently removing it, then proceeded to move forward.
He lifted his arms up again to cover his face as another blast of wind threatened to push him back. His eyes tried to peek through to see where he was heading, however they were only able to make out a dark silhouette of the figure he was heading to.
"Stay back…" Yuuri whispered, as he watched the blonde demon push against the increasing wind.
His body was buzzing, power around him was overwhelming. He knew that only a fraction of it would cause harm, real harm that would be a stain on his existence. His breaths were becoming heavier; the weight of restraint as he tried to control is powers, his sanity, was as if he was just a child trying to hold back a bloodthirsty lion with only himself and a piece of thread. Panic inside of his heart was meat tempting the lion to break free, threatening to hurt the friend that he had been longing for.
"No…" he said again, as he watched the distance between them decrease, "NO! STAY BACK!"
The wind was fierce element in Wolfram's way, however he did his best to stay low and move forward, so that now he was almost halfway in reach of the other demon.
The black eyes stick like glue as Wolfram approaches, worry overwhelming Yuuri as he calls out again.
"Stop, please, Wolfram. I can't control this… don't come any further."
Whispers of danger surged through Yuuri. He begged for the other demon to stop, to not come any closer. His control was slipping, his vision blurring, tears falling to compensate for his lack of strength, and lack of ability to do anything but watch.
Rain fell from the sky to cover his wet face; each drop of water vibrated with the call from its master.
With now rain in his way Wolfram really couldn't see where he was going, but he knew he was close; he called out, "JUST HOLD ON!"
"NO! STOP! Wolf… I can't control this… PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU!" He screamed.
Wolfram was now only a metre away. His body was tense, struggling to fight against the overwhelming power emanating from the other.
"I know! Just try to hold on!" He called again.
Yuuri closed his eyes tight, gritted his teeth and stuck his nails deep inside of his palms in the hopes to calm his power.
Wolfram forced his legs to move forward, each step felt as if he was dragging many boulders bound to his ankles with him.
Panic in his voice Yuuri called out, "Wolf! I don't think I can control this much longer, I'm sorry!"
"No!" Wolfram called, as he reached Yuuri. The force around him pushed Wolfram to the ground, to kneel in front of the Moau.
"…before I hurt you...please…run." Yuuri whispered.
"NO!" Wolfram yelled, lifting his head to watch his king before him.
" Yuuri I know wouldn't let something like this ruin all his hard work! OUR HARD WORK! No, I won't leave this spot, because I'm not in danger!"
"YES YOU ARE! I can't control this Wolf…" He pleaded; still not able to open his eyes or lift his lowered head.
With determination in his voice Wolfram said, "You can control it, because you have to, there is no other option than to protect your dream for us! And if you can't and that is ruined, then I don't want to be here anymore, so no. I won't be moving! I refuse to let you ruin all your hard work because of some stupid drug!"
"Drug?" Yuuri mimicked, although he wasn't able to understand what that meant at the moment.
"Yes, drug."
"But-"
"-it doesn't matter now." Wolfram interrupted, "You defeated The Originators, you can beat this too!"
With all of his strength Wolfram managed to push up, leaning on his knee, and reach out to grip Yuuri's shoulders.
"Yuuri, it's okay. Open your eyes." He spoke, doing the best he could to put on a smile.
"Wolf, please, I don't know what is happening, I have no control, please get away from me, or you will-"
Interrupting him, Wolfram said softly, "Yuuri, it's okay. I am going to make it better; you just need to trust me. Do you think you can do that?"
Yuuri opened his eyes; they were as black as the bottom of the ocean and his hair as wild as a savage stray dog; he body only able to follow instinct. Yet, he nodded his head.
"Good." Wolfram said, with as much of a smile as he could muster up.
Yuuri's eyes were wide with fear, but yet, he felt almost calm as he intently watched the blonde reach for something in his pocket.
Wolfram pulled out the wooden box, hesitating only for a moment before opening it up and picking up the large round pill in the centre and letting the box drop to the ground. It was about the size of a milk bottle cap, it was a transparent blue- with a clear liquid inside. He gently squeezed it between his fingers, while ignoring the overwhelming anxiety looming in his gut. He couldn't quite make his eyes reach for the black ones closely watching the scene before him, he whispered, "please don't hate me for this…"
And before the words had a chance to confuse Yuur's mind, Wolfram placed the clear-blue-pill inside his mouth, allowing it to sit between his back molars while reaching up and placing his hands on either side of Yuuri's face; stopping briefly a few inches in front of his face.
"Wolf…?" Yuuri said, as he watched water roll down the demon's face, wondering if it was rain or tears. He was mesmerised by the demon's movements before him that he didn't realise he was letting his control slip and allowing his body to relax to the will of his power.
The wind picked up and lightning started to emerge, but before it had a chance to cause any real damage the blonde prince made his move. He bit into the pill, allowing some of the clear liquid to slip down his throat, and then with the rest still lingering on his tongue, he closed his eyes, titled his head and closed the distance between them.
The double black's eyes widen at the sudden gesture. He felt wet lips touch his and a tongue not his own forcing his lips apart. His eyelids drop to close, his ears unable to listen to the sounds around him anymore, as he felt his arms move to grab the shoulders in front of them, but instead of pushing back -like he did so long ago- he found himself gripping on tight, as if he did push the other away, he would further lose control of the situation. He said he would trust Wolfram, and although his mind wasn't able to comprehend much of what was going on, he found himself complying with the other demon's silent demands.
At first it was strange, he felt a warm tongue slid into his mouth and push something along with it. It was wet, cold and he briefly thought he tasted something peculiar, however soon his thoughts subsided and he relaxed his features.
He was hypnotised. Whether it was right or wrong, what it was, what was happening was no longer of concern; the young king found himself letting his instincts take over and before he knew what he was doing he moved his tongue to dance with the other.
Wolfram felt his body slowly stirring with the drug now passing through both his and his king's lips; he wasn't quite prepared for it to take effect straight away, however he was not surprised due to the amount of majutgu they were now both emitting. Although what did surprise him was the hunger he felt coming off the other as hands dug into either side of him, and lips moved to dominate his own.
Raw shock, confusion and desire flooded his body, his hands falling from Yuuri's cheeks to his chest, gripping tight to Yuuri's shirt as he felt his body rapidly surrendering to the drug that flowed through him. He felt as the other's hand moved to cup the back of his neck and the other his mid-back, pulling him further into him and deepening the kiss.
He should pull back, pull away Wolfram thought, but he knew now that the drug was in their systems they had to stay close; just not this close. This close was painful. Yet, their maryoku was now connected and his senses were blurring to the effects of the other drug. He would take on this burden. He would lose himself to whatever the other demon was feeling and drag Yuuri into a state where he could not hurt anyone else. And before Wolfram had a chance to push away or explain, he felt his body give way. His strength, thought and fight gently silenced as the wind, thunder and rain calmed down. His senses overloaded only registered blackness. A dark cold wave taking him away from the conscious world.
Yuuri's senses only knew the demon in his arms, this smell of roses, rain and sweat was a mystery he wanted to solve. His touch, sound and warmth were elements he wanted to consume. He was a beast wanting to claim and devour all that he was touching, yet as quick as it started he felt the other stop. Nothing pushed back, no tongue invaded his space, no hands gripped his chest, no rapid breaths filled his ears. Instead he felt as the body he was holding fell to his chest. He didn't notice the rain had stopped, nor he did he hear the cries of his name as the others ran towards them. He held the other tight; felt his heart pumping hard inside of his chest before his eyes closed to the image of the unconscious blonde demon in his arms.
And just as quickly as Wolfram fell to the deep oceans of sleep, so did he.
The rain had stopped. The sea now calm and dark grey clouds returning to which they came. The silence was almost frightening as Conrad arrived by the feet of the two lying on the ground.
They were both unconscious, Yuuri was lying on his back in a puddle of rain with his arms still protectively wrapped around the blonde on his chest.
"Wolfram what have you done…" Conrad said gloomily as he studied the two.
"The only thing he could do. He saved us all." Mutura said from beside him. He was the second to reach the scene. Closely followed by Gunter, Lady Cacilie and a few of their guards further behind.
"He didn't have to sacrifice himself" Conrad replied without moving his eyes away.
Lady Cacilie moved to kneel beside her son on the ground. She did not dare to say anything, even though she had an idea of what her son was planning, it still didn't make it any easier to watch her child do something so reckless. She willed herself not to cry, and reminded herself to have faith that it would be okay.
Mutura sighed, and said, "You don't know that he did. He might wake up."
Unable to control the bitterness and hurt in his voice Conrad said, "Might isn't good enough."
Gunter moved next to the solider and placed a supported hand on his shoulder, "It's okay. Wolfram's stronger than he looks, he can handle it."
Please review! Let me know how you feel about this chapter. I will be honest, I struggle a bit with it! But I think I am feeling pretty good about it now! But if I can improve, I want to know:) x