Hello people! I would have tried to get this chapter up sooner but I've been really busy , I'm so happy about all the reviews I received, I feel so loved, my computer is being a pain in the ass again so that's why it took so long, I wish I could just get a new one, preferably a lap top with wireless internet access…ok so I'm dreaming sue me, anyway you don't you want to hear me talk…or more to the point type, so on with the story! Here it is the 10th chapter of Stunning Realization…
Me:"Do I really have to shut up?
Readers: "YES!"
Me: "Damn."
Anime: Kyo Kara Maou Author: Ritsu YamayakeWorld: Cannon
Rated: M
Title: Stunning Realization
Words: 1,515
OoOo- Stunning Realization –oOoO
Bronze skin was speckled with crystalline sweat; blunt nails ran across an ivory chest, whispers of love not spoken, but heard none the less. Heated moans, pleasure seeping in every pore, flushed skin, two lovers moving in the night.
"Yuuri…ah! Please!" Sounded the heated plea from smooth pink lips.
The one spoken of did not answer but merely moved in reply, filling his lover completely, making them one. As the two lovers began to move, more pleas were whispered, all readily replied to. Movements became jerky as pleasure climbed higher and higher, words caught on the edge of breaths shared with one another, limbs entangled, skin damp with sweat, tears of pleasure unshed, screams of passion as two love made the other whole, backs arching telling of completion, the tying of two souls.
"Yuuri I love you."
"I…Love you too, Wol-"WOLFRAM!" Screamed Yuuri as he sprung up, falling out of bed to land in an undignified heap on the hard wood floor.
Yuuri blinked a few times, trying to clear his now fuzzy vision, most likely from his head bouncing of the wood floor, he was sure.
"Yuuri are you ok?" Asked the concerned voice of the blond head hanging over the edge of the bed.
"Yeah, I think so." Said Yuuri, looking up from the floor. At the sight of Wolfram ,Yuuri gasped. His hair, though still long, was shorter now, and his face, even though it had always been feminine, once he had turned into a girl it had become even more so, and was now back to it's original form.
"Is something wrong, Yuuri?" Asked Wolfram at the worried look on the dark haired boy's face.
Yuuri inwardly frowned at the thought of Wolfram returning to a guy but that thought was immediately squashed as he realized how stupid it was.
Yuuri rubbed his eyes and looked at Wolfram once more: he was back to his girly self, hair a little over a foot long and a smooth curvy face.
"Yuuri?' Asked the blond once more.
"It's nothing, just a bad dream." Said Yuuri, smiling as he stood.
"Ok... though hearing you scream my name, then telling me it was a bad dream doesn't make me feel too good." Said Wolfram, setting his mouth, a small pout resting on the corner now.
"Well, I wouldn't say it was a bad dream." Said Yuuri, blushing slightly but turning away in time to hide it from Wolfram.
"Well, it sure sounds like it. Why else would you scream out my name?" Said Wolfram, not looking at all convinced. "Unless it was a "bad" dream, as in something you're not going to tell me about because you're embarrassed about it." Said Wolfram as he placed a hand on the Maou's shoulder, spinning him around, smirking at the blush on the young boy's face.
"Wah! I never, but see it was-" But Yuuri was cut off as Wolfram leaned forward and silenced him with a deep kiss.
The blond slid his tongue surely over the dark haired boy's lips, seeking entrance, and it was granted with a moan as the dark haired boy complied.
Yuuri slowly kissed the blond back as he tangled his tan hands into the long hair. Wolfram moaned as the Maou's fingers began to massage the base of his neck; circling sweetly causing a friction that made the blond's eyes heavy. Yuuri unconsciously leaned in, touching his chest to Wolfram's, causing the blond to stumble backward towards the bed.
Wolfram felt the back of his knees hit the bed. He knew he was falling towards it, he knew Yuuri would be atop him… and he didn't care one damn bit.
Wolfram continues to kiss Yuri soundly, moaning and mewling loudly without shame. Yuuri could only figure to follow suit.
Wolfram's arms were wrapped tightly around Yuuri's neck, his slender fingers tangled in the dark silky strands. Wolfram moaned into the Maou's mouth as Yuuri's knee that was straddling the inside of Wolfram's thy lightly brushed against Wolfram's panty clothed heat.
At the loud, heated moan, Yuuri pulled away as to see the blond's face, and for some much needed air. "Wolf…ram?" Said Yuuri softly as he brushed the back of his hand over the pale cheek of the blond beneath him.
Wolfram blinked a few times, trying to un-cloud his lust filled vision and answer the questioning tone that was directed at him…it was directed at him right? He was Wolfram, right?
"Who?" Asked the blond.
Yuuri stared at the blond strangely, not quite understanding his question.
"Wolfram, what are we doing?" Asked Yuuri, blushing slightly.
"We're making out." Said the blond, blushing a rather nice shade as he smiled and turned his head off to the side. "But…who's Wolfram?" Asked the blond.
"What?" Said Yuuri, still blushing, and looking very confused at the moment.
The blond rolled his eyes and sat up, placing a hand on the Maou's chest, gently pushing him up as well. With them now both sitting on the bed and no longer entwined with one another, the blond turned his head and spoke.
"I said, who is this Wolfram? You keep calling me Wolfram, my name's Akane." Said the blond, smiling innocently.
Yuuri paled, "What did you say?" He asked, grabbing the blond's wrist.
The young boy sighed, "I said, my name is Akane, not Wolfram. Who is Wolfram?" Said the blond.
Yuuri paled even more, if possible, his hand tightening on the pale wrist in his grasp.
"You're Wolfram." Said Yuuri, pointing to the blond.
"Forgive me Yuuri-Heika, but my name is not Wolfram. I'm Akane, remember? Your friend from the human world." Said the blond, smiling.
Yuuri's breath caught in his throat. Wolfram had called him Heika. Wolfram had never done that, not even when it was necessary. Sure, he had called him many things; Yuuri, Wimp, pain in the butt (when he thought Yuuri wasn't listening) and so on, but never Heika. Yuuri fought back the urge to whine: his heart felt like it had just gone belly up in his chest.
"Wolfram-Heika, are you not coming down for breakfast?" Asked the voice of Conrad as he entered the room.
Conrad blushed at the closeness of the two teens, and eyed Wolfram warily for flying objects that were in arms reach and were sure to come flying at him for interrupting what ever it was they were doing.
"Ohayou gozaimasu, Sir Weller," said the blond cheerfully. "Gomen nasai, we will be down in a few. Arigato." Said Wolfram, giving a small lopsided grin and waving in a very Un-Wolfram-like manner.
"Sir Weller?" Repeated Conrad in confusion.
"Wolfram, are you feeling ok?" Asked the older man, gesturing toward the blond.
"My name isn't WOLFRAM it's, AAaa-Kaaa-nEEee." Said the blond in a little huff, slightly upset at being called that name again and again this morning.
"Yuuri, what's wrong with Wolfram?" Conrad asked the quiet boy, who was still sitting on the bed, now cradling the pale wrist.
"It's no use Conrad. He's forgotten, he doesn't know he's Wolfram anymore, he…she's…Akane. He's forgotten it all. He's forgotten us,…he…he's…she's forgotten…forgotten…ME…"
As tears began to fall, so did all hope, as Conrad watched the dark haired boy he knew and cared for fall to his knees.
"I guess it's true what they say Conrad…you never know how much you really love someone till…they're gone….."
Lip trembles WAAAAAAAAAAAAA! So sad, I'm sorry I know it's horrible, I wasn't originally planning it this way it was supposed to be something completely different and then end up this way later, but this makes better sense in the long run, I know it's horrible, and you all probably hate me but don't worry as I said before I love Wolfram as a GUY and so he's going to stay that way, so keep reading and reviewing, and you'll find out what happens next time on, chapter eleven of Stunning Realization…
If you truly,
Ever loved me the way you say,
You'll let me be who I am,
And continue to love m for it,
If not, then all you ever said,
It was just a lie,
Was it not?
Can you truly change a person?
And expect them to still love you the same,
No…you can't,
You'd both be living a lie…