AN: It had been long last I updated. I do apologise for losing my muse. I hope you enjoy this.

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Chapter 5

Dilemma/Nightmare

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"I love you too, Victor."

It was like a thunder fell upon his self. Victor was shocked and he was speechless. His icy blue orbs widened as he stared at the dark haired beauty in front of him. Love? This Yuuri loves him? He thought, stunned. It could not be. It... it was... suddenly, he stood up, mind blanked as he headed to the door. He vaguely saw as Yuuri's brown orbs widened with shock and hurt but he did not registered it inside his empty mind.

"V-Victor... I-I'm sorry... I should not..."

He ignored it - he could hear the hurt in that tiny voice - he could not listen to it as his heart lurched with pain and hurt.

'No! I'm the one who is sorry, Yuuri...'

He walked out of the door and without thinking or care someone would see him, he leaped to the rail before he leaped to the roof. He kept moving from roof to roof until he was now on top of the twenty stories building which placed his temporary home with Yuri, his undead companion. Victor stood there, at the edge of the highest point in the building. Mind blanked and messed up, the immortal tried to think what had happened just awhile ago. What made him running in rush and panic?

"I love you too, Victor."

Oh, yes... that. That was the reason why he ran away from Yuuri's home. He felt his beating heart clenching in pain. It was suffocating and hurt. He did not know that it would hurt this much hearing Yuuri saying he loved him. It was like being pierced with a thousand of swords. When century ago it would make his heart throbbing with happiness.

"Ngh..."

He moaned in pain as his hand clutched at his chest. He loved him too but he could not. He was scared. He was scared, damn it! He did not want to fall in love only to die at that moment. He knew what he had said about not carinbivhe would die as long as he able to tell Yuuri was not true after all. He wanted to be loved and to love. Falling to his knees, his platinum locks fell onto the cemented floor as he rested his forehead on the ground. It hurt so much! Why? Why would this happen to him? Why could not he love Yuuri normally? Telling him his true feelings, his deep love for the dark haired beauty. Why?!

"Why would this happen to me?!"

He screamed. He screamed to the sky. Perhaps, even to the god. He wanted to live normally! He wanted to be a human! Not living like a living corpse. Not having an undead body. No... Victor did not want all of that. Please... someone... anyone... helped him lifting this curse. Helped him once again regained a life as a human. Helped him once again to feel love and able to say, "I love you", freely. Without having to fear death coming upon him when he finally said the three words only to leave his beloved alone. It was going to hurt him and hurt Yuuri the most. Crystal clear tears dripped down his smooth cheeks as he lifted his chin to darkening sky. It was afternoon and it was going to rain.

He laughed humourlessly.

Even the sky felt sympathy with him but not the god.

Continuing to cry, the beautiful man closed his sky colored eyes as he let his body lay there on the cemented floor. He felt the rain falling on his body before it was escalated to a heavy pour. He did not care. It was cold and freezing but Victor kept laying there, surrendering to his fate. He would not get sick and he certainly would not die.

Not like he would not but he could not.

Could not die.

"Victor!"

He did not open his eyes even as he felt someone lifted him up. He felt heavy. Everything was heavy. His eyes, limbs, body and heart.

"Hang on! Don't you dare to die on me!"

Die?

He could not die. Not that easily. He let out a dry laugh which made his saviour tense.

"Vitya?! Are you okay?!"

"...I could not die." He laughed humourlessly.

"You bastard! What the hell happened to you?!"

He shook his head, tears falling down his cheeks. He did not know himself. How could he tell that to others? He felt as the man who was carrying him huffed before he was whisked away from the heavy rain to the warm and dry room. He did not register when the man removed his wet clothes and dried his body before he was dressed in dry clothes. Bordering conscious and unconscious, he thought why would anyone bother changing his clothes? It was not like he would get sick. It was a waste of time.

But of course he did not fight it.

No. He did not have the will to fight it.

"Victor, what is happening to you? You never act like that..." He felt a hand caressing his slightly wet platinum locks. "You had me worried back there. I-I thought you were dying... Please, don't leave me alone. I-I can't live alone, Vitya..."

Barely hearing and registering the words, slowly, he fell under the dark world. He felt his eyelids closed and before he knew it, he had lost conscious.

'Yuuri, I love you.'

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Yuuri was surprised and hurt when the man he loved - he just realised it - stood abruptly and left him alone without saying anything. He was confused and hurt.

"V-Victor... I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't..."

He mumbled but not heard anything. Not a word or reply. Yuuri stood up and ran to his front door but he did not see Victor anymore. The corridor was empty. He could feel tears pricked at the corners of his eyes before it dripped down his face. He closed the opened door and slid down to the floor as he sobbed heavily.

He hugged his knees to his chest and rested his forehead on his knees as he cried. He cried, not bothering to cover the sobs and sniffs. It was hurt. Hurt so much. Why? Why would Victor leave him? Did not he the first who confess he loved him? So, why did he leave him alone after he said his feelings? Was Victor merely playing with him?

"V-Victor... I-I... s-so... ry..."

Perhaps, he should not say those words. Perhaps, he should just keep his trecherous mouth shut. It was his mouth's fault. He did not mean to say it and he did not even realise he was in love with the foreigner until his mouth said it. And now, knowing that his feeling was rejected... he did not want to fall in love. At all.

Victor was his first love but...

It felt like he had known and loved the man long long time before.

It was funny.

Maybe he and Victor were reincarnated lovers and his dreams probably a truth.

A miserable laugh.

He never knew the man before one week ago. He never met him before one week ago. He never knew he loved him until minutes ago. And he had his heart broken just few seconds ago.

Funny, right? How fate was working with him.

It was like fate was trying to joke and play around with him. First, he lost his family in a car accident. Second, their inn had a huge debt that he had to sell the establishment to pay for the debt. Third, he had to quit high school since he had to work to be able to pay for his rent, food and necessities. Lastly, when he finally fell in love, the man he loved was playing with him.

He did not know how long he had cried but he had fallen asleep at one point because he had that dream again. The dream of long haired him and Victor in an old sovereign era. Though, it was different than the dreams before. Tonight, as if to match his heavy and miserable state, it was a nightmare he got. A very scary nightmare.

Chaos.

Chaos was everywhere.

Fire, burning, swords slashing and killing.

There were screaming and cries for lifes.

"V-Victor! What do we do?"

He heard himself said to the King and also his husband. The beautiful King's brows were furrowed together as he looked down through the glass window. He fisted the sword's handle until his knuckles turned white and his expression was grim.

"Victor, I am scared!"

He gripped at Victor's sleeve and the man looked down at him.

"Yuuri, it does not look good." Victor paused as he tried to say something and gritted his teeth. He opened his mouth and removed his consort's fingers from his sleeve before he unsheathed his sword from its scabbard. "You stay here, Yuuri. I will go and help our soldiers. The witch and her soldiers are using black magic, I am worried, at this point we will lose."

"No! We need to retreat for now! We do not have a chance against her dark magic." He said as he grabbed at his husband's arm.

Victor shook his head. "No, Yuuri. This is our country. If I, the King, retreat while my soldiers die protecting this palace... I would not be able to accept it. But..." he paused as he tilted his chin to look at him. "Do not cry, Yuuri. Whatever happens, I want you to run from here. There is a secret door behind the bookshelves and use that to escape."

He was already crying as he hugged his husband tightly. "How could you say that? How could you endangered your self and let me escape alone? I love you, Victor! I would not be able to live without you!"

"I need to do this because I love you."

"It is not enough for me!-"

Before both of them managed to say another words, the door to the chamber was destroyed with a strong black magic and strolled inside was a mad witch, her face cringed with disgust as she looked at the two lovers.

"Disgusting! Male should not be with another male! You are a disgrace, King Victor!"

"Princess Elizabeth!" Victor exclaimed as he hid his consort behind him. Sword readied to attack. "Yuuri, run." He whispered to him.

Yuuri just shook his head, tears falling down his cheeks. "No, I will not leave you here, Victor."

"Yuuri, please!" His husband was desperated. He understood that but he would rather die than living alone knowing Victor died because of protecting him.

"No!"

"Yuuri, I need you to live..."

He did not hear the rest of Victor's words as he looked at the angry witch. Brown eyes widened when he saw the witch aiming her dark magic at his husband and without another thought, he pushed Victor away and put himself in front of the man as the black fire struck him deadly on his chest. Right on his heart.

"Arrrggghhhh!"

Yuuri screamed his lungs out as he woke up from the dream. Sweat drenched his body while tears running down his cheeks like a flowing river. He looked around him in fear - body shook terribly - and realised he was still on the floor in front of the door inside his home and it was already dark. His hands clutched at his chest as he realised that no damaged was done.

Swallowing his saliva, he felt tears kept falling down his face as he hugged his sweat drenched body. It was so real. The dream, everything felt so real. He felt like he was really dying. He felt it the moment the black fire struck his chest, it felt as though his soul was ripped away from his body. He was really scared and he could not help the tremor going through his body as he cried helplessly.

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AN: I hope you guys remember from last chapter that Victor actually had not said I LOVE YOU to Yuuri or else he would die since it was his curse. Yuuri was only hearing it from his mind.