Love Never Was an Accident

By Kilta

Beta reader: Arana Suteshi

The engagement may be an accident, but love was never an accident!

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Part Four:

'My lover? Why does my heart beat faster when I hear these two words? And why I am blushing anyway? Do I really like Wolfram? That's not possible! But my actions make it sound so real and possible…God! I never felt so confused like this before.'

His thoughts were cut off as one of the kidnappers drew his sword and attacked Wolfram. Yuuri managed to push Wolfram away, but when they fell, Wolfram moaned and he knew that it wasn't because of the fall. He had protected the other boy with his own body. He looked to Wolfram's left arm and saw a deep cut and blood streaming from it.

"WOLFRAM!" Yuuri panicked. Wolfram put his hand on his bleeding arm and squeezed it hard.

"Now, now. Stop the useless struggling. You're dead," the man stated as he slowly walked closer to them. Yuuri held Wolfram close to his chest, glaring at the man. Wolfram blushed and looked up at Yuuri, who looked so angry. "You're in human territory; it's useless to try and use magic." The man smirked as he walked closer.

"GET AWAY FROM THEM!" The voice was familiar to Yuuri.

"Conrad!" He smiled as the soldier came in and finished off their kidnappers with Voltaire's and Gwendal's help. They ended the battle quickly.

Voltaire ran to Wolfram, who was still in Yuuri's arms. When Yuuri saw Voltaire, he tightened his hold on Wolfram unconsciously.

"Wolfram! You're injured!" Voltaire checked the bleeding arm, and then he looked again at Wolfram. "I'll get you some help. Come!"

Yuuri glared at him and protested, "I'm already taking ca-"

"Volt!" Wolfram pushed Yuuri away and stood up, startling Yuuri. Voltaire stood as well and looked at the one he loves. Wolfram wrapped his good arm around Voltaire's neck, making him blush.

"I accept your proposal, Volt," Wolfram said before he passed out. Voltaire caught him and picked him up. He stared at the angelic face of Wolfram with a smile.

Conrad and Gwendal were shocked. They really didn't think that Wolfram would accept. They always thought Wolfram was mad about Yuuri.

Voltaire left, carrying Wolfram, and Gwendal followed. Conrad glanced at Yuuri; his head was lowered as he remained on the cold floor. Conrad walked toward him and offered a hand for the Maou.

"Let's go home, Yuuri!" He said his name so sweetly that Yuuri looked up at him.

Putting on fake smile, he accepted the hand and Conrad pulled him up into an unexpected hug. Yuuri started, then buried his face in Conrad's shirt and sobbed desperately.

'Can I blame the accidental proposal after all…Wolfram?'

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It was so peaceful at the castle; everybody now knew about Wolfram and Voltaire.

Some were happy that the Maou was now available, while others were sad because of the break-up of a wonderful couple. But it wasn't official yet, because Yuuri would have to agree to it…after all, he was the Maou.

He didn't look himself after Wolfram accepted Voltaire's proposal, as anyone could tell.

He just gave them his fake smiles, but that would never fool them, Conrad especially. He noticed the changes in the Maou's behavior.

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In the dining room

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"For our wedding, I want you to wear a wedding dress. It would be gorgeous on you, Wolfram," Voltaire said. Wolfram choked on his food and the others sweat-dropped.

"Yeah, I agree! It would be wonderful on you, Wolf," Wolfram's mother said, amused with the idea.

"A fact you may not be aware of: I–AM–A-GUY!" Wolfram exploded.

Voltaire decided that this was not the right time to discuss these things, but that doesn't mean he'd give up.

He turned to Yuuri, who was eating calmly. "By the way, when will you agree to our engagement, Heika? We're in a hurry," Voltaire asked Yuuri with big grin.

'We? Why does he count me in? Stupid,' Wolfram thought.

"H-Heika?" Voltaire stared at Yuuri strangely. The black haired boy didn't answer him.

"Heika? Are you feeling well?" Gunter studied Yuuri carefully.

Yuuri stood up and walked to the large door. "I feel drowsy. Ja!"

Yuuri tiredly walked through the corridor to his room, but before he reached the door he heard steps behind him, and someone shout, "Yuuri!" He turned around and found Wolfram running toward him. His chest hurt when he saw him.

"Yuuri…" He stood a little closer than he had in a long time, staring directly into his eyes.

"What's up, Wolfram? I need my sleep now."

"Do you love me?" Wolfram asked breathlessly with a trembling voice.

Yuuri gasped. Now he could hear the loud beating of his heart; it was a shocking question, and unexpected. Yuuri looked away from Wolfram. He really couldn't say anything. He felt like a mute; he couldn't say a single word.

Wolfram waited and waited for the answer, but it seemed Yuuri wasn't going to answer, so he sighed. "Then don't pretend like you do," he whispered angrily before walking away.

Yuuri fell down on his knees; his legs wouldn't carry him any more. He punched the floor and the tears streamed out of his eyes.

"I do…I do! I do! I do!" he whispered, surrendering to his real feelings.

To be continued…