Kyou Kara Maou

Title: Memories

By: TGyamiBakura

Rating: PG for now and NC-17 in later chapters...maybe...it could just be M

Pairings: Yuuram, Yorad, Gündal,

Warnings: Yaoi, lemons later, angst, possible spoilers

Oh my god, I can't believe i posted Ch.1 twice! I guess I was really tired last night.

Ch. 2 Restless

Yuuri found his place at the dining table for dinner that night. He wasn't surprised to not see Wolfram there. He must still have been sleeping. He hoped that what happened to Wolfram was only temporary, because it was hard to accept the fact that Wolfram might forget who Yuuri was for the rest of his life. Amnesia was a very unpredictable thing. While Yuuri was eating his meal, he saw the door open and Wolfram entering. Yuuri smiled. He was glad Wolfram was feeling good enough to eat.

Wolfram paused for a second to notice that his place at the dinner table was taken by Gunter.

"Gunter what are you doing sitting in my spot?" Gunter looked up confused at the prince.

"Umm..."

"You sit here now Wolfram dear," Lady Cheri gestured to the place next to Yuuri. Everybody had been informed of Wolfram's condition and was told to accommodate. Wolfram looked very confused.

"But...isn't that where the king's wife sits?" Yuuri felt uncomfortable. This would be hard to explain. But the Cheri only chuckled.

"Well of course dear. Your Yuuri-heika's fiancé!" Wolfram looked dumbfounded, but former queen looked positively enthralled.

"What do you mean I'm his fiancé?" The blonde looked violated. He glared at Yuuri with the most evil, accusing glare the young king had ever seen. Yuuri laughed nervously and scratched his head. How was he going to get out of this one?

"It was sort of an accident...umm..." Right now Yuuri could most definitely say that it was all a mistake and be done with the whole thing...but it just didn't seem right for some reason. If Wolfram were to agree to say no to this marriage in his current state, what would happen when he snapped out of it? What if Wolfram really wanted to get married? It would break his heart, and Yuuri did not like seeing these mazuko cry.

"Please Wolfram, calm down. We can talk about this after dinner..." Wolfram looked very troubled and disturbed.

"Humph, there's no way I'm sitting next to this pervert!" Yuuri stood up.

"I'm not a pervert! You're the one that sleeps in pink lingerie in my bed every night! Yuuri saw the threatening anger mark appear on Wolfram's forehead. Maybe Wolfram still felt sick because there was more redness on his cheeks

"Why in the world would I want to sleep in the same bed as you!"

"Ha! Don't ask me! I'm the one that gets shoved off almost every night!" Wolfram looked away. Yuuri tried to calm himself down. How did it come to this fight, he wondered. "Come on Wolfram, let's just eat dinner okay? We can talk about it later," He could tell that the prince was having a hard time swallowing his pride, but nonetheless, sat down next to Yuuri. Gunter sighed in relief.

Wolfram stared at his food. Engaged...To the king? Why? What happened that made this wimp decide to marry him? He felt himself blush again so he looked away. He didn't even know who this kid was.

"Are you okay Wolfram, you seem sick," Wolfram jumped when he heard the king speak to him. He quickly started eating his food.

"I'm fine!" The prince made sure that his bratty "too good for you" attitude shone through with the brilliance of a thousand suns. There was no way he was going to let this boy get away with proposing to him so suddenly. Of course there was no way he could turn him down. That would be a great insult to the king. Wolfram stole a glance at the boy sitting next to him. Frankly, he looked sort of clueless. But there was this strange, welcoming feeling that was coming from him, and it didn't feel as awkward sitting there as Wolfram thought it would be.

"Wolfram, if you're wondering, he is Shibuya Yuuri-heika. He's been here for almost a year," Wolfram looked at his eldest brother Gwendal. As he carried on, telling him about Small Shimaron and Big Shimaron, the fight for the boxes, and the Maou of earth, Wolfram couldn't understand how he could forget such important events. He looked around the table and noticed a new face. He looked at the little girl.

"And who is this," Gunter patted the girl's shoulder.

"This is Greta, she is your daughter," Wolfram choked on the juice he was drinking.

"D...Daughter?" Yuuri laughed nervously again. He felt bad that Wolfram couldn't remember Greta. They had become so close.

"Well...she's actually my daughter. I adopted her," Greta smiled at Wolfram. It was a good thing that Wolfram liked kids.

"It's nice to meet you Greta," Said Wolfram cheerfully. What a cute little girl, a human, but cute.

'This is nice' thought Yuuri. So Wolfram and Greta just naturally got along. Yuuri attempted to take a drink of his juice but, not paying attention caused it to spill down his front. "Uh!" Wolfram turned and looked.

"Jeez, a clumsy Maou?" Yuuri set his cup down and reached for a napkin but noticed that he was beaten to it by Wolfram.

"Uh..." The prince started wiping Yuuri's black school uniform

"If we don't get it out right away it will stain," Yuuri couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Wolfram didn't have to be doing this.

"It...It's fine,"

"Humph, now it is," he said regaining his composure. "You sure are a wimp," Yuuri twitched. Wolfram still felt the need to call him a wimp.

When dinner was over, it was time for bed. Yuuri felt really confused as to what to do in this situation. Was Wolfram going to sleep with him? He doubted that right now Wolfram wanted to, so he just went to his room. It wasn't that bad. Now he could finally sleep alone in his bed and get a good night sleep...

'Oh my god I can't take it anymore!' He was scared. Beyond scared. The room seemed so dark and empty and alone now that Wolfram wasn't there. He couldn't sleep a wink. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would hear every strange sound. He couldn't take it anymore. He secretly admitted that he was indeed a wimp. Why was blood pledge castle so creepy at night?

Yuuri slowly crawled out of bed and stealthily made his way to the door not looking back for a second. He hoped he could find Wolfram's room. Of course it would be awkward to ask him to please sleep with me, but it was a risk he was just going to have to take.

Yuuri creped down the dark eerie hallway, careful not to make any sounds. He wasn't quite sure if there were any ghost's in this world or not so he had to be careful. He may have been being a bit too paranoid though.

The young Maou froze when he heard footsteps coming down the hallway. 'Omg i'm going to die' He couldn't lift his feet to run, and his voice wouldn't work to yell. There was nothing he could do.

"Yuuri-heika? What are you doing out of your room this late at night?" Yuuri almost didn't recognize the voice as Wolfram's because Wolfram had NEVER called him "Yuuri-heika" before.

"I was just...never mind me what are you doing out of your bedroom?" Yuuri's eyes adjusted to the light to confirm that it was Wolfram that he was talking to. It was weird seeing him in normal pajamas. Wolfram crossed his arms and sighed.

"If it's any of your business, I was taking a bath," Yuuri noticed how the prince's hair was damp and he smelled really good, like honey. Then panic had taken over him.

"How's your head?" Wolfram unconsciously lifted his hand to his forehead. Yuuri noticed a blush playing on the blonde's cheeks.

"I'm fine..." The black-haired boy felt really guilty for some reason. But this was his chance to get him back without embarrassing himself

"Come on let's sleep in my room, in case you are concussed," Yuuri tried to take his hand but Wolfram pulled away.

"I don't need you to coddle me. I'm fine!"

"Don't be so stubborn Wolfram. You got hit really hard today, I just don't want to see you hurt is all," Yuuri blushed at what he said. But why? He felt that way towards everyone right? It wasn't like he cared for Wolfram in particular...right?

"Why are you so concerned? Don't tell me you really want to marry me?" Yuuri couldn't help himself blush a deep red. How did this get turned around?

"That's not the point!" Yuuri shouted.

"Then what is the point?" Wolfram eyed the frantic king quizzically. What a strange boy, but...he had to admit, he was rather cute.

"I'm tired! Can we just go to bed?" Wolfram blushed. He really wanted him to sleep with him? For some reason he didn't want to refuse him.

"Fine then lets go you wimp. Honestly, I don't know what I see in you," Wolfram pulled the other towards the direction of his bedroom. He couldn't let his attitude falter even a little. It was really embarrassing being invited into someone else's bed. What if they were in an intimate relationship? This thought made Wolfram blush. What if he wanted more than just to sleep? This made him so nervous. He was a virgin the last time he checked. "Yuuri-heika..."

"You don't need to call me that Wolfram. Yuuri's fine,"

"O...of course,"

When they got to the bedroom, Yuuri took his side of the bed and Wolfram hesitantly crawled into his. Wolfram was so nervous.

"Wolfram what's the matter?" He saw the prince blush.

"Yuuri...d...do we...well you know?" It took Yuuri a moment to understand what he was saying and then jumped when he realized it.

"NO...I mean...no we don't,"

"Oh...okay," Wolfram crawled into bed and sighed.

"It sure has been a long day hasn't it?"

"Yeah. I sort of wanted to..." Yuuri stopped when he noticed that Wolfram had already fallen asleep. He rolled his eyes and covered him up properly, smiling. Such a cute sleeping face. Yes wolfram was cute, he couldn't deny that. And it made him happy that Wolfram agreed to come back, even when he had no idea who Yuuri was. He scooted closer to him and gently pushed the hair out of his eyes. Wolfram would be with him...even if he lost all memory of him.

End. Ch2

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