Title: The Forgotten – Memories and Love

Chapter 17: Retrieve

Written by: Lisse08

A/N I dragged this story for too long until even I myself was confused when writing it. For example, in chapter 16, I didn't even know what I was writing about until Princess sin sent in her review. XD Yes, like she mentioned, Wolfram only wanted that Yuuri he knew, and never gave a chance for the other Yuuri. It was because he was scared to be hurt again, he believed that that Yuuri who he loved will come back again one day. If Wolfram accepted Yuuri and involved himself in a relationship with him, when that time came, with Yuuri who had only the most recent recollections of the wish and 'engagement end'… can you think of the consequences? Well, thanks again for reviewing, Princess sin and everyone, this has helps me. XD

Xx Yuuri xX

"Heika, have you ever confided this secret with anyone?"

"No, I mean, who would believe me?"

"I believe." Yuuri looked at his godfather with a mixture of admiration and gratitude. He smiled.

"Yeah, you believe, but others? I don't think so…"

"How about the Great Sage?" Stunned, Yuuri turned again to look at Conrad. His eyes widened with shock that seemed to paralyze him thoroughly. Faltered, he hit his head with his glove. It hurt a bit.

"I can't believe it! How could I forget about Murata?! Murata always have the answer, he must know something about this. Where's he now? In Shinou Temple?"

"He was back here few hours ago. He's in the study room."

"Thank you, Conrad!" He laughed excitedly and ran off, leaving Conrad alone.

Xxxx Yuuri xxxX

Tailing his fingers along the books on the shelves, Murata smiled to himself. 'Blood Pledge Castle really holds a lots of history books. Shinou should feel proud about it.' He pulled out a book from among them, not really thinking what he was doing; he looked up, alarmed, when the door was banged. It seemed to take that person, whoever it was, awhile to open the door as the door was hit for a few more times. Still it did not budge. He laughed. 'Does this person even know how to open a door?'

He strode over the room and pulled open the door. The person behind it came stumbling into the room.

"Shibuya," exclaimed Murata. Yuuri steadied himself before facing Murata. His furiousness with the door a few seconds ago vanished at the spot. Excitement rekindled.

"What's with you? You even failed to open a single door." Murata teased.

"Murata! I have something to ask you." Yuuri stopped. 'How am I going to say this? That I'm not the present Yuuri, I'm someone from the future? How should I tell him…?'

Murata listened in silence to his best friend but Yuuri did not continue.

"Shibuya? What's it?"

"Ah…" Yuuri stammered. He looked up at Murata's black eyes that glimmered behind that spectacle. 'I can trust him. He will understand…'

"I know I sound crazy, but can you believe me?"

"Of course I will. I'm always listening to his majesty's worries. It's the same with Shinou, you'll be no exception."

A laugh escaped Yuuri. Yes, he could trust Murata.

…

"You're saying that, you saw this person who claimed to be the future you, granted you your wish."

"I didn't see him grant it. I didn't even know how he did it."

"Right, so the point is, both you and von Bielefelt aren't 'normal'" Murata teased. Yuuri shot him a deathly look. 'How can he joke at something like this?'

"Don't be angry." Murata narrowed his eyes, making his expressions to become very serious suddenly. Yuuri held his breath.

"I admit that I was a little surprised, it is quite amusing." He pointed out. He paused for awhile before continuing, "But it wasn't impossible." Yuuri gaped.

"What do you mean?"

"I heard about some kind of magic like this. Ulrike is able to read the present while the past could be seen using that demon mirror. I wasn't sure how the future 'you' did it, but magic that could teleport a person's mind from a time dimension to a different dimension is not impossible."

"That's crazy. I mean, why did he-," Yuuri swallowed his last word, "I mean, 'I' want to do this?"

"Shibuya, what else do people want to return to past for? Why do you think some people wanted to be given a second chance? To correct their mistakes, right?" Murata looked hopelessly at the king. 'Seriously, this king could be so naïve sometime.' Yuuri opened his mouth, and closed it again.

"Yeah… but what does he want? What mistakes did he want to correct?"

"You should figure it out yourself, Shibuya. You're the only one who knows about yourself the best." Murata sighed. Yuuri nodded, his eyes catching the portrait of another blonde, Shinou that was hung on the wall. 'Wolfram. The mistake must be concerning Wolfram.' He remembered the face that he had worn that night when he appeared before him. He looked so depressed when he found out that Yuuri had chosen to dissolve the engagement. 'Even if I'm given another chance, I still end up making the same mistake.' Yuuri felt a twitch in his heart. Another problem occurred to him in the next minute.

"How about those memories?" Yuuri added quickly. He watched as Murata's face turned even grimmer. It felt like the floorboards underneath Yuuri's had disappeared.

"I'm sorry. I can't do anything about that. It's destined to be so. Von Bielefeld is right. Those memories that shouldn't exist here, by nature law, should be erased." Yuuri's heart was sinking and sinking into the deep sea, into nothingness.

"Does that mean I will forget everything?" Yuuri gulped.

"Well, this is my assumption. Just like von Bielefeld, it takes time. But the answer will again be 'Yes'."

"NO." Yuuri breathed.

Xxxx Wolf xxxX

Wolfram woke up in his bed, thoroughly disorientated. For a moment, he couldn't recall why he was in the bed, still dressed in his uniform, curled up comfortably on the soft linen and covered nicely from toe to arms by the heavy cotton cover. Pulling the cover off from his body, he gave a scrutinized look around his chamber. From the red ray that streamed through his velvet curtain, he judged that dawn must have drawn in. Instinctively, he brought his hand up to his head. There was a dull ache.

Tesca! He sat up bolt right but he could not find him anywhere. His gaze fell upon the winter hat that was settled upon its same place. A memory rushed back, a different one. His body gave another fierce jolt as he found out that he remembered…

Remembered everything…

'I have regained them.'

How was that possible?

Before shock dominated, tears of sorrow had flowed in his heart. A sword stabbed through.

Twice… he was rejected twice, by the very same person.

He closed his eyes and cried out his heart loud. There were no tears, for all the tears had dried up. And now, his heart was no longer crying, it was bleeding.

Xxxx Wolf xxxX

"Who are you?!" The blonde stormed into the guest room and snatched up the collar of the other prince the moment he spotted him. Tesca didn't seem to be surprised. His expressions were that of a calm blue sky.

"I'm Prince Tesca. Your fiancé."

"I'm not talking about that! What's your other identity? What had you done to me?" He shook the man slightly, his tone fierce and high. His hands however, were shaking. He could see the confused eyes of Tesca's changing into a clearer one. His insides churned as he realized Tesca didn't even know what he was angry about until now.

"You don't like them?" The brown eyes peered through the dark lashes, burning into the emerald one.

"Like hell I will! Erase them!!" If he could, Wolfram would have peeled off the smiling lips right from his face. It was mocking him. But Wolfram restrained himself until Tesca answered.

"Wish denied."

"WHY!?" Shaking, Wolfram demanded. Goosebumps erected on the blonde's neck when the words rang a bell in his brain. His hands on the collar were dropped instantly. He looked up into his fiancé, fear and disbelief swam in his green eyes. "Wi…Wish? Don't tell me, you're the one who…"

Xxxx Yuuri xxxX

Days passed with the usual routines. The difference was that Yuuri never heard from his ex-fiance's outbursts in the castle anymore. He missed them. Even if it was annoying, it reminded him that he was alive. He sighed.

The talk with Murata did bring him a little comfort. Now, he knew that he wasn't dreaming. This is reality. Everything that happened around him was real, including Wolfram.

Come to think of it, he hadn't talked to the prince properly ever since he was back here. The scene, where Tesca was leaning on top of Wolfram, ready to kiss him, was still haunting his mind. He winced. Did they really kiss? Of course, there's nothing wrong about it, isn't it? They were engaged after all. That did it. He felt his heart being knifed at the word engaged. They were once engaged too. Why didn't he realized his love early for Wolfram and claimed him his? Why was he so dense? Why did he let Wolfram waited for four years, and yet, he still never realized his feelings towards him? He even continued to hurt Wolfram by pulling back the engagement. As if that wasn't enough, he left Wolfram to suffer all these pains alone. There's no way that Wolfram would forgive him that easily.

'I should have known that the wish wasn't granted for my self-satisfaction. I should have somehow foreseen that it was a chance to start things all over with Wolfram. Why can't I bring myself to admit my feelings for Wolfram when I have the chance? It's always the same when we were engaged. It's still the same even if we weren't engaged. In the end, I could only watch Wolfram walked away from me. This really is not something that I wanted. It's not something that I wished for. And all those memories, I definitely don't want them to disappear forever from this world.'

Xxxx Yuuri xxxX

Yuuri paced down the corridor and saw the lone figure which he had been thinking all the while. He gulped and stopped. Just now, he was longing for the chance to talk to the prince, and all of the sudden, the wish was granted once again. Sheer luck? Coincidence? He shook the thoughts away. 'Enough thinking, you'll never get the answer even if you fried your brain. What's more important for now is …'

Seizing the chance, he hastened and walked over to him.

Wolfram turned when he heard someone approaching him. He froze at the raven black. Turning his back towards the king, he intended to avoid him and ran away.

"Wolfram! I need to talk with you." Yuuri shouted behind him. Wolfram halted his feet. Concluding that he had no other choice but to face Yuuri, Wolfram turned.

"And what do you want to talk about?" Yuuri winced at the coldness in his tone.

"Wolfram, would you stop it? Aren't we… fia…bestf… fami…" Yuuri stammered, no matter which words that came into his mind, they weren't correct. What were they now? Were they merely friend, or even less, just a king and his subject?

Wolfram raised his eyebrows. "This is wasting my time." He scolded and turned.

"Wait!"

"WHAT?"

"Could you stop being so cold to me?" Before he knew what he was doing, he had flared up. He didn't know the reason, but seeing Wolfram acting like a spoilt brat pissed him off at the moment.

"I don't think you can decide what kind of feelings I should have or how I should behave." Wolfram continued to give the cold stare.

"Yeah, I can't. Only Tesca could. You only care about him, didn't you?"

"What do you expect? Who should I care about if not him? YOU?" Wolfram laughed as if it was the funniest joke he had ever heard, "Don't forget. We're engaged! Do you have any problem with that?" Wolfram was now shouting at the same pitch as Yuuri's.

"Yes, I have!

Stop it.

If kissing your prince was that good, then go and kiss him!

Yuuri Shibuya, what are you doing? Choke them back!

At least, next time, when you're doing something like that, don't purposely let the door opened for others to see what you two are doing!

Do you even realize what you're saying?

Do you want the whole castle to know about it? Yeah, it might not be a problem for you.

Stop hurting him. Stop hurting Wolfram. You love him, don't you?

You seemed to be enjoying your first kiss very much.

Are you out of your mind? Why are you stressing with those last syllabuses??

Or, it might not even be the first kiss. Who knows, you two might have done this already before that."

What have you done again?!

The words were out of his mouth. He could hear himself saying them as though it were a stranger speaking, while inside him, he was trying desperately to stop them, but it failed completely. His whole heart were surrounded with midst of anger. He was jealous.

Wolfram looked at Yuuri in shock. His eyes rounded with disbelief. 'It was him. He really did see it.' As more and more words registered in his brain, his face contorted from embarrassment to anger. 'THIS WIMP!!!" His whole body was in flame; he raised his right palm and swung it through the cold air.

Yuuri saw it coming. Wolfram's hand had aimed at his cheek. Left!

He shut his eyes tight. 'Why? Is it that Wolfram had changed his mind? I have gotten him back?' Joy was all over him. He braced himself for the slap that never came.

"Do you think I will fall for that?" Wolfram sneered. Shocked, Yuuri opened his eyes, Wolfram's hand had stopped just a few centimeters from his cheek. His heart leapt as pain began to throb in his head.

"You're dead wrong! I will correct these facts for you. First, I'm not that dumb. Second, we did not kiss. Thanks to someone, our kiss was interrupted. AND third, my first kiss was already taken, not by Tesca, but someone else." Yuuri's felt the pain thudding back but it was nothing compared to the hurt that attacked him when Wolfram threw out the next words.

"And you know damn well who that someone is!" Wolfram swooshed his hand down to his side, and turned. The anger was still flaring up. He couldn't leave it like this. Too much had been done, too much he had endured. He must repay the debt this time. Fist clenching, Wolfram spun around again to face the dumbfounded Yuuri.

He used up all strength he could muster and send his palm flying over Yuuri's right face.

"You should be glad that I didn't punch you!!" He turned and ran off. Yuuri's cheek was numbed with soreness. He blinked, before touching the spot where Wolfram had marked his anger. Yuuri thought he heard a sob before the footsteps echoed in his blank mind.

'Wolfram's first kiss…'

His head was spinning. Yuuri clutched onto his head and leaned onto the wall for support.

Yuuri Shibuya, your lost memories. Shall I give them back to you now?

Memories flashed like lightning, one piece followed by another. His eyes widened in horror at the sight that he didn't recognize for the first few minutes. He had no accounts of them in his first memories but they existed in his second memories. He did know who it was.

Xxxx Yuuri xxxX

A/N

Chapter 18… the kiss…

How it happened?