BITTERSWEET CRYSTAL

Author's Note:

Sorry for the long wait. My friend read the sad-ending version that I have written and said that it wasn't as good as what I thought, so I typed this all over again. I wrote this note before I made the story, so I didn't know how this story would turn out. Try to enjoy! Yume no Tsubasa is suggested to be heard while you read this.

Disclaimer: Don't own KKM.

PART 2: TEARS AND KISSES

'Who is there?'

'That blond hair…. Those unsettlingly deep emerald eyes….'

'…Wolfram?'

"Yuuri?"

'But…, this is impossible….'

'Wolfram…Wolfram is already….'

'…Dead…'

"Hennachoko, wake up."

His onyx black eyes fluttered open slowly, and he found himself staring at the person he thought he had lost forever.

Images flitted behind his eyes. Wolfram's blood, dripping to the cold floor…. Wolfram's head, pressed to his shoulder…. Wolfram's body, sliding out from his grip…. The thunder roaring somewhere outside…. That scream that managed to escape from his lips….

"This is…impossible…."

Wolfram raised an eyebrow. He was wearing a black jacket and a loose white shirt, with its two top buttons left opened, finished with black trousers and black boots. Yuuri blinked, trying to believe his eyes. The blonde whacked him on the head slowly, and he gasped. "What's impossible, Hennachoko?" the slightly smaller boy demanded.

'Nothing….'

His touch was…warm.

Yuuri extended a hand slowly and hesitantly, before finally touching his fiancée's cheek and caressing it gently, causing the mazoku prince to shudder slightly under his soft touch.

Yuuri's eyes widened in painful realization. The blonde in front of him was…real….

His heart threatened to burst, the wound that was starting to fade away—only leaving a permanent scar—ripped open again. Unexpected tears welled up inside his eyes, and he managed to choke out a name he knew too well, a name he had not said since three days ago, because he did not want to finally admit that Wolfram was no longer there beside him.

"Wolfram…."

He was afraid, afraid that as soon as he said that name, the boy in front of him would disappear, signing that it was just a mere illusion.

Instead, a soft voice replied, "Yes, Hennachoko?"

Yuuri stared at the smiling prince in front of him. That voice….

Without any thinking, he embraced the mazoku tightly, crushing Wolfram's lithe body onto his own. He could feel Wolfram's heart racing under his ribcage, and the wet tears streaming down the smooth, pale cheeks of the boy within his embrace. Slowly, yet surely, Wolfram began to return his embrace, and Yuuri smiled at the heat spreading across the blonde's cheeks.

The longing within his heart was unbearable. He had known his own feelings since three days ago, and he did not want to wait any longer.

Even though this was just a dream.

He kissed Wolfram's tears away, gentle and soft in his actions. "You did not say goodbye," Yuuri whispered, voice hurt. "Are you truly back now?"

Wolfram's eyes widened and he stared back into Yuuri's onyx black eyes. The hurt in the other's boy voice was raw, and he could hardly restrain his tears from falling once again. "Yes…," he whispered. He was not able to look into the Maou's eyes, afraid of what he might find there. "Yes…. Shin'ou helped me…."

What he did not expect was for Yuuri to crush him into a tight embrace again and kissing him chastely on the lips.

His tears were once again falling, unstoppable by now. "I…," he whispered as his cheeks glowed magnificently red right when Yuuri broke their brief kiss. "I…."

The Maou smiled, and he found himself at loss of words.

There was no need of words anymore, however. As Yuuri brought him into another kiss, he knew it, knew what Yuuri was trying to say.

The kiss was once again broken, both of them gasping for air. Wolfram's glazed eyes found Yuuri's dark ones, and he whispered. "…Yuuri…."

Another kiss, and he whispered inwardly, completing his unfinished sentence, '…I love you….'

He had gone through the World of Death, had experienced the pain of not seeing Yuuri anymore. When Shin'ou said that someone wished for him to return so hard that the previous king could not help but simply fulfill that wish, he had not expected to experience this.

Never.

However, as tears filled his eyes once again and Yuuri still pressing his lips onto his own, nothing seemed to be impossible anymore.

He was home. Home for real. At Yuuri's side.

Yuuri pressed his forehead onto Wolfram's, and whispered slowly, "Promise me, Wolf…. Don't leave me again."

He could hear it. The fear in the Maou's voice, the hurt that was not completely lost.

He was about to reply, yet Yuuri simply swallowed down his reply in another long kiss.

'I promise, Yuuri…. I promise….'

XXX

O…kay…. This fic is strange. Even to me. My first kissing scene. And it is yaoi too. This was supposed to be a sad-ending…. But…. Oh, well (shrugs). Sometimes happy-ending can do too. What do you think? Reply, reply, reply, reply, reply!!!!! Onegai!

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