Title: The Forgotten – Memories and Love

Chapter 8: My heart is for you

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou

Written by: Lisse08

Beta-reader: Hottee39

Xx Wolfram xX

Three and a half years ago

He looked into the reflection of the naked chest of his in the mirror. Gently he touched the place where his heart is. The skin was as smooth as ever.

"This mind is mine… but this body…"

There should be a scar on his skin where Shinou had ripped his heart out. Be it spiritual or physical, he did not remember how Shinou took the 'key', given that he was half-conscious at that time, and controlled by Shinou. But he remembered, after that battle, a scar had remained. Now, there was none.

He sighed and put on his uniform. He should have known that… Those things had not happened here. Wolfram made his way down towards the stairs. The sky was as bright and blue as a forget-me-not. Everything seemed peaceful in Blood Pledge Castle. It's been six months since Wolfram had broken the engagement with Yuuri. Yuuri did not seem to remember anything. Wolfram looked up into the sky and sighed. He knew, he was the only who stayed back and there was nothing that he could do to reverse everything back to normal. He had slowly gotten used to all this repetitions of events, where he could predict nearly everything that would happen. However, he knew that something was missing. Yes, his engagement with Yuuri, no one knows about this here.

"No one…" Wolfram whispered.

"Wolfram… I'm sorry. If this is really the past, I will not slap you again."

Yuuri's last words to him as his fiancé played in his ears again. He would never forget these words. They haunted him every night when he cuddled himself in the dark, crying. 'Yuuri, I didn't even know that my love for you is that deep. Why did I love you so much? It hurts. Why are you always hurting me like this?'

"Wolfram!" Wolfram looked up at the person who called him. It was no other than the king himself. Wolfram hastily arranged his features into a warm smile.

I'm always smiling for you.

I'm smiling for you to be happy.

"Morning, Heika."

"How many times do I have to tell you that you can call me by Yuuri? Even if you're really eighty years old, you still look as if you're the same age as me. I will feel much more at ease if you can call me by my name." Yuuri said for nth time to Wolfram. Wolfram merely laughed but his heart was tearing apart by each of his words. 'I can never call you by Yuuri again. Calling you Yuuri would only remind me of my previous status as your fiancé, wimp. I do not wish to remember them again.'

"Heika!" Conrad jogged down the stairs into the garden where they both stood.

"Here's another one, nazukeoya… I just told Wolfram to call me by my name, and do I need to repeat it to you?" Yuuri sighed. Conrad smiled and looked at Wolfram, who turned away.

"So, what's it? Gunter's looking for me? Or is it human attacking the villages?" asked Yuuri.

"It's none of those. I just want to show you something." Wolfram raised his eyebrows. He suddenly had a vague idea of what that thing is. Yuuri however eyed Conrad curiously.

"What will it be?"

"Please come with me," Conrad gestured for Yuuri to go with him. Yuuri looked back at Wolfram.

"Let's go too, Wolfram." Wolfram was slightly taken aback. After all, he never expected Yuuri to ask him to come along.

"It's okay, heika. I think I know what that surprise is. I need to train my soldiers later." He was still not ready yet to call Yuuri by his name. Yuuri, tired of repeating himself, decided to let it pass this time. Together with Conrad, they both strode off.

'Yuuri, I used to walk and stand beside you, but now, I can only watch you and follow you from your back. You never turned back to me, you never waited for me. You never know that I'm always standing behind you. When will you realize my existence? Will you ever realize it?'

I'm always waiting for you.

I'm waiting for you to turn back to look at me.

Wolfram turned and took his time walking back to his bedroom.

"Tomorrow I'll go there with you. You're a wimp, after all."

"Don't call me a wimp!" Yuuri retorted instinctively but smiled.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's been awhile since you called me wimp." Yuuri plunged himself down onto the bed again.

"That's because you left the country. You leave the control of the country and the nation to other people. As a king, you're not being responsible. What's wrong with me calling you a wimp?" Wolfram said looking at him.

"You're right. How can a newbie Maou like me do things perfectly from the beginning?" Yuuri sighed as Wolfram turned to continue his reading.

"Wolfram"

"What?"

"Thanks for coming."

"What's with that weak remark? Besides, have you ever thought about why I came on this terrible journey? Because you proposed to me, I have to keep my eyes open to make sure that nothing happens to you during your travels. And well, during our travels, we'll meet many people, and we can't have feelings for any others…"

"Oh, right. I forgot about that. We still haven't resolved that situation yet, right?"

"You forgot!?" Wolfram had slammed his fist onto the table.

"I'll take it back. I'm sorry. Just act as if that never happened."

"WHAT?!" Wolfram was frustrated that Yuuri actually forgot about their engagement. It was as if he was the only one who considered the engagement seriously and it made him looked like an idiot. "If I do that, it'll hurt my self-respect!" 'No way, if you dare to take it back, I'll burn you to death!'

"Then why don't you just reject it? I don't care about my pride."

"Quit fooling around. I can't do that." Wolfram felt his cheek burning; he rose from his seat and walked towards the nearest hideout he could find, which happened to be the closet.

"Why not? Is there some kind of rule?"

"Shut up!" He slammed the closet's door tight. Yuuri yelled in surprise.

"Wolfram, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I apologize, so please don't confine yourself in the closet." That made Wolfram felt hotter in the closet.

"Shut up, you weakling!"

Wolfram laughed at the memory that he once shared with Yuuri.

All our memories, I still treasure them like gold.

Gently closing his oak bedroom door behind him, he began examining his bedroom. Hanging on the wall of his room was a canvass that he drew two months ago. It was Yuuri's portraits. He used to order Yuuri to be his model so that he could paint Yuuri for countless times. So, even if there is no Yuuri in front of him now, he was able, without too much difficulty, to draw Yuuri. All his features are imprinted deep in his head.

For it's impossible to erase you from my mind.

In order to prevent people, especially those three gossip-body maids, from spreading the news about him hanging his king's picture in his bedroom, he had given orders that no one is allowed to enter his bedroom without permission. He had no intention of being found out by others that he was in love with Yuuri, even if that was true.

Dawnning on his uniform, he closed the closet. After making sure that he had locked the door, he left the room. He did not lie to Yuuri, he did have soldiers to train. He rounded a corner and stopped at his spot. The black raven had returned with his human brother. They were both chatting happily about something. Wolfram closed his eyes and shook his head.

"How's the baseball pitch?" asked Wolfram. Yuuri stopped too and saw the blonde.

"Wolfram," He was grinning from ear to ear. Wolfram couldn't help but laughed inwardly. 'Same old Yuuri, always get excited at the mention of baseball.'

"It's really big. I never thought that you all will actually do it. I can't wait to play baseball there. Ne, Wolfram, you must come with me next time. We'll play as a team."

"Sure, heika."

"Aw… not again, Wolfram, call me..." Yuuri wailed but before he could finish his complain, Wolfram cut him off abruptly.

"I need to go now." Wolfram walked passed both of them.

Even if it hurts me,

Even if it tears my heart apart,

Even if you are no longer with me,

"Now, concentrate there! Are you paying attention?" Wolfram shouted at his elite soldiers. All these soldiers were carefully selected by him, the strongest magic users. He had even given them uniform that is identical to his to differentiate them from normal soldiers. He trusts his entire soldiers, or should he put it this way, personal guards and somewhat proud at his own little army that he formed. Yuuri, for the countless times flashed through his mind again.

"Your army seemed quite different than others; I mean they all wear the same uniform, looking smart," Yuuri commented.

"Of course, wimp, they are all handpicked by me." Wolfram felt a sense of pride as Yuuri gaped at him.

"You chose them by yourself?"

"What's wrong with me choosing them by myself?"

"No. Nothing's wrong, I'm just surprised."

"I will train them to be the strongest. They will be protecting my fiancé with me." He heard Yuuri faked his laugh. Wolfram gave him a heart-piercing look.

"Why are you laughing? Don't tell me you forgot again."

"NO, of course I didn't, I just wondered why you are so persistent in this matter. I know that you can actually just reject me if you don't like me but you never did it. Wolfram, do you love me?" asked Yuuri. Wolfram's body turned so hot that he thought he was having a fever. If Yuuri had looked more in details at him, he would have notice the shade of pink on his face, but Wolfram had turned his back on him.

"That's none of your business!"

"Wait, Wolfram, you still didn't answer my question."

"I said, drop it!" Wolfram broke into a run.

'You're always so dense, Yuuri. Wimp, insensitive, dense, soft-hearted, friendly to everyone, flower-hearted, it will take me more than one day just to enumerate all your personalities, but I never get bored when I'm around with you. Even now…"

My heart is still for you.

'…I have a feeling that I can never let you go, I can never forget you, Yuuri. What a heavy price to pay for my stupid wish.'

Forever and Ever.

The moon gazed down from the dark night sky, looking at the lonely prince in the room. He took out the diary which he had always been writing from his drawer. He opened the first page of the book and scribbled.

His tears dropped down as he wrote. He knew it was still hurting him. He blinked and saw that the marks were left on the page. He wiped off the tears on the page.

'Darn, I had done it. I told you not to cry again.' Wolfram scolded himself. He tried to breathe but each breath became shallower than another as he gasped for air. He couldn't control himself as more and more tears spilled. He closed the book with a loud 'thud' and sobbed into his arms.

'Yuuri, I still can't get over it. I couldn't control myself. I couldn't control my tears. Please let me cry as long as I want tonight. Forgive my childishness because Yuuri, I really love you.'

Only for you.

My wimp…

A/N

Thanks to hottee39 for the beta-reading. The story might have been worse without her help. Thanks to those who review too!!

What had Yuuri forgotten?? We will find it out in the next chapter.

Chapter 9… "Too late"… Oh no, bad luck for Yuuri, he was discovered by the owner of the diary…

"It is too late for you to apologize,"