Title: The Forgotten -- Memories and Love
Chapter 3: Decisions
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Now here is the third chapter, 'Decisions'…
"Wolfram…" Yuuri stared at the prince who was standing right in front of him. He stretched out his hand, trying to call out to him, but Wolfram had turned his back on him and walked inside.
Yes…
Yuuri felt the similar sadness that was engulfing the prince. However, he was completely clueless of the reasons. Yuuri got up to his feet with the help of Conrad. While holding his hand onto Conrad for support, he asked the others, "What happened to Wolfram?"
Gwendal seemed shocked for a moment and gazed hard at the king.
"I suppose that we have yet to introduce Wolfram von Bielefelt to you?"
'Oops… yeah… I forgot about that.' Yuuri thought. He chuckled and searched frantically for the words.
"Um… Ahahaha. Finally, I'm able to meet the famous Wolfram von Bielefied. I heard about him before I met Conrad in the village." He hoped they would buy his story.
'Strange, why can't I just ask them about it? But… if I ask them, I will have to explain what wish I made, right? Won't they be shocked to know that their own brother will be engaged to me a few hours later? The problem is who in this whole wide world is going to believe this?' Sighing, Yuuri decided that it was best not to say anything.
Shrugging, Gunter hustled them into the castle. Yuuri could only blindly follow them inside.
Gwendal and Conrad left after a brief stroll while Gunter led the king to the baths. even though his feet could unconsciously bring him there since he had been residing in the castle for so long, yet, Yuuri just could not give way. He tried to stay behind Gunter. His mind slowly sank into the depths of his thoughts when he recalled Wolfram's gaze.
"Heika, we're here. Please take your time to clean yourself. Heika?"
It took him a moment for Gunter's voice to register. "Ah… Sorry. I'm too amazed by this castle." Even Yuuri himself was bemused that he could find an excuse in such a short period of time.
"Heika, I'm so glad that you enjoy your stay here. This will be your home after all. As I said just now, this bath room is only reserved for heika. Please take your time."
"Thanks, Gunter."
Gunter gave his respects and left as well. Yuuri surveyed the huge room. The water was streaming out from the dragon statue's mouth, and the sunlight found their way into the room through the windows, illuminating the bathroom. 'Good. No one's here.' Yuuri thought.
The smoke resulting from the hot bath water swirled above the liquid surface. The room appeared to be misty from all the smoke and there was something that smelled incredibly good about the bathroom. It was a scent that was never here before. Yuuri looked around again trying to figure out the source of the fragrance but gave up.
Taking off his clothes, he immersed himself into the hot bath. The temperature was just nice. He felt himself warm up immediately. His mind relaxed in an instant. All his problems regarding Wolfram seemed to vanish on the spot.
The silence was interrupted when he heard footsteps approaching him. He was rooted to his place when he saw a blonde long haired female coming into his view, naked. Well...nearly naked, as she was only clad in a white towel which appeared to be too small to be covering her bodice. Her plain white skin was seducing Yuuri. Yuuri felt his heart pumping at a much higher rate than usual. She resembled Wolfram by huge extent.
'Of course since ex-Maou Cecelie is his mother after all. It's expected that they look alike.' Yuuri tried to protest as she stepped into the water. He gaped at Cheri, who smiled at him as if encouraging him to commit a crime. He could no longer restrain himself. He frantically jumped out of the water while his rationality still dominated before he lost control.
"Sorry! I didn't know that this was a mixed bath!" Yuuri shouted as he ran out the room.
Cheri gave a chuckle. There was a purple-colored perfume occupying the corner of the bathroom…
"Heika, we're going to have a dinner party for the new Maou." Conrad said to Yuuri.
He was in his own bedroom after the incident. He did not bother to ask Conrad or anyone about Cheri since he knew about Cheri's personality, who loved flirting with guys. Even her sons had no idea how to control her.
Gunter, who had his back facing the Maou, suddenly turned to reveal his blood-flowing nose while trying to smile at Yuuri. Yuuri stared dumbfounded at him when Gunter presented him his underwear. He knew he had nothing to complain because he did not have any spare underwear. Gunter handed the towel over to Conrad and covered his face when Yuuri stretched the black underwear under the light.
"Please forgive me. I just had insolent thoughts. I will go cool my head off." With that, he turned and ran off. Yuuri looked at him, bewildered. Conrad, however, sniffed the air.
"Heika, you smell awfully good."
"Really? It's probably just the shampoo I used." Yuuri knew very well that it was not the shampoo, but he just couldn't find any other explanation for that.
Night slowly came and Yuuri realized what it meant. He remembered the dream he had had in that morning.
'If you want to change the history, this will be your only chance. When that decisive moment comes, you are to make your own choice. The choice that you make is going to affect the future.'
His heart was thumping. He had chosen his decision and he must make sure that he will not mess up later. The idea of seeing Wolfram again was torturing him. He reminded himself of the fight that they last had.
Suddenly, he missed the mischievous Wolfram, the Wolfram who was stubborn, selfish, impatient, hot-tempered, persistence, yet cared about him from heart. Yuuri abruptly shoved away the thoughts deep into his subconscious.
'It's time…'
The entrance to the dining room revealed a giant dining table. Gwendal, Gunter were already seated in their own places. They averted their attention towards him when he entered the room. Conrad led Yuuri to his seat and gestured him to get himself settled. He sat down besides the king.
'Strange,' Yuuri thought as he looked around the room for any sight of the blonde prince. He was the only one missing from the place. If he remembered correctly, Wolfram was already seated by the time he made his entrance into the dining room. His curiosity was satiated by Gwendal enquiring about the blonde.
"Where's Wolfram?"
"Your Excellency, Lord Wolfram said that he is having headache and wish to be absent from tonight's dinner." one of the maids, who Yuuri recognized as Doria, answered.
"Having a headache?" Gwendal raised his eyebrows at the scandalous excuse, apparently not believing that Wolfram would actually be sick.
"Yes, he doesn't look very well."
"I will go and check up on him." Conrad stood up.
"It's ok, let him be. I think that His Majesty already knows who he is anyway." Gwendal said. Conrad tried to protest but the elder sibling had silenced him with no rebuts. He sighed and averted his gaze towards Yuuri.
"Heika, he is my older brother. Gwendal von Walde." He paused for a moment and continued. "As for Wolfram, he's my younger brother, Wolfram von Bielefelt." Yuuri could not continue to listen to the rest of the conversation. He was lost in his thoughts, trying to figure out his baffling feelings. He thought that it might be good for him if Wolfram did not appear. However, the next moment that should he close his eyes, it probably meant tonight when he falls asleep. He had not spoken with the young prince at all since his arrival here.
If he were to return to his time without doing anything, what would happen to their relationship? Surely, it would never become as deep a bond as compared to what they have now should they are not engaged, but would they still be the best of friends?
During his whole journey as the Maou, Wolfram would never follow him around especially when it meant sailing across the sea from country to country because Wolfram got seasick easily. There would not be anyone who would come to his rescue, saying "I'll fall with you" if he would accidentally slip from the mountain while trying to retrieve Conrad's arm.
Should he really leave things like this?
Yuuri completely drifted off into his world and did not realize the presence of the 'sexy queen'. He suddenly pushed his chair and got on his feet. Everyone turned away from Cheri, focusing their sights on the new demon king.
"Please excuse me. I need to go to the washroom." Yuuri did not know why he did this, or why he wanted to, but his instinct told him to go look for Wolfram. He suddenly had the strong urge to do so. He left the room in a hurry; Cheri smiling at his reaction. She knew, her perfume had taken effect.
"Does he know that the washroom is that way?" Gwendal eyed the room which was situated in the opposite direction from where Yuuri just vanished through. No one answered him because they did not understand what the king was thinking in the first place.
Sprinting down the hallways, Yuuri began his wild search for Wolfram. Basically, he had no idea where the blonde would be. If he was to search throughout the whole castle, it might take more than just the few minutes needed when he asked to be excused to the washroom. It might even take up to a few hours.
Despite that, Yuuri pay no heed about the time. He figured that he would just closed his eyes and go back to his time after having his nice little talk with Wolfram. That was, if he could find him before Conrad and others got to him.
He passed through the study room, where he and Gunter spent most of the afternoon studying Shin Mazoku's history, on the way. He was not in there. He then remembered that the maid mentioned about Wolfram being sick. He headed straight towards Wolfram's bedroom. He reached the door and turned the doorknob, only to find the room empty. The scent of Wolfram remained in the room. He was here few minutes ago. Bitter disappointment welled up inside him. Yuuri sighed and left the room.
'Where are you, Wolfram?'
Yuuri continued onto his next search. He decided to go to his own bedroom. 'He should be there.' Yuuri thought, excitement rekindling.
Upon the room this time, however, Yuuri did not bother to knock; after all, that was his own bedroom. True enough, he found the blonde leaning on the wall besides the window, gazing out the scenery of the cold night. He did not move nor did he look up at Yuuri, but Yuuri sensed that Wolfram had acknowledged a third person had just stepped into the room. Then once again, Yuuri felt it. He felt the sadness and this time, loneliness. Cautiously, Yuuri tried to tiptoe towards him when the sound of Wolfram's voice startled him. He thought his heart would stop beating but what Wolfram said nearly made his jaw dropped to the ground.
"I know you're here, Yuuri." Wolfram said, eyes still focusing on the scenery outside.
'Yuuri? Wolfram is calling me by name?' Yuuri could not bring himself together to ask the question, he was too startled. When his heart had stopped beating for just a moment ago, he definitely felt that it had stopped beating for more than an hour or so when he heard the next sentence.
"So, are you going to slap me?"
"Why are you calling me Yuuri? How do you know about the slap? I mean how do you know I will give you a slap? No I mean why? How did you know?" Yuuri finally found his voice and started bombarding Wolfram with questions.
"You're so thick-headed, Yuuri." Wolfram averted his gaze from the outside to his fiancé-to-be (?)
"What do you mean by that?" Wolfram paused for a moment while dwelling on whether or not to continue. After a brief moment, he chose to continue.
"You're not the only one who was transferred back. I made a wish as well."
"Huh?" Yuuri definitely did not expect that to escape from Wolfram. He was stunned.
'So, that explained why he was sad, he's the same Wolfram who told me to cancel off the engagement .' Yuuri gulped and decided he must quell his curiosity.
"What did you wish for?"
"Wish? I just wished that I had never insulted your mum."
"And your decision…?"
"Isn't that obvious? I didn't plan to attend the dinner tonight." Yuuri was silenced. Wolfram stopped and hoped that Yuuri would say something, but he did not.
"Yuuri, let me ask you again… What is your decision?" Wolfram asked.
It was the question that Yuuri was afraid of answering. He couldn't escape this. He knew he must end this once and for all. The only problem would be Wolfram. Yuuri took a deep breath, trying to fight against the lump in his throat. All his words got stuck in his throat and he momentarily had difficulty finding his voice. He tried to get the words out but eventually swallowed them again.
'It's now or never…' repeated Yuuri in his heart. After building up his determination, he looked up and stared hard at Wolfram's eyes.
"Wolfram… I'm sorry. If this is really the past, I will not slap you again."
I'm sorry, everyone, for breaking Yuuram apart. For the next chapter, "Sayonara, Wolfram" pls prepare yourself, as the story might turn out to be the worst…
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