Too Little, Too Late
By: moonlightstar12
Warning: SHONEN-AI! Yuuram, Wolfram x OC, and other parings. Don't like it, don't read it.
Summary: It's been 3 years and Yuuri still doesn't return Wolfram's feelings. Yuuri made Wolfram wait too long and now Wolfram wants someone else. Yuuri doesn't like this, not one bit. Yuuram
Disclaimer: Don't own. Never will.
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Yuuri left Murata, with Conrad following, and went after Wolfram, who was no longer in sight. Yuuri fell back and let Conrad lead, since he knew where Wolfram's training spot was. Yuuri never trained with Wolfram.
They came upon the training area within a minute. Wolfram was in the field at the moment, slashing with his sword at a few of the training dummies and successfully slicing them in half at the waist.
"Wolfram!" Yuuri called. Wolfram, seemingly, didn't hear him, as he slashed repeatedly at another dummy. It was diced by the time Wolfram was finished with it.
Yuuri tried again. "Wolfram!"
Wolfram, finally noticing them, turned towards them. Yuuri grinned at him, while Conrad smiled. Wolfram walked over.
"What is it?" he asked.
Yuuri shrugged. "I wanted to follow you," he said, not really knowing anything else to say.
Wolfram raised an eyebrow. "Follow me? Why?" he asked.
Yuuri shrugged again. "I don't really know. I…um…I just wanted to," he replied.
Wolfram stared for awhile before turning away, back to training. Yuuri watched for awhile, then offered to join in. Wolfram refused.
After an hour of training, Wolfram finally stopped. He had gotten bored with sword-training only about fifteen minutes after Yuuri arrived and had started practicing with his fire magic.
Wolfram finished with a blue fire lion before he stopped. He turned and left before Yuuri and Conrad could even try and stop him.
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Yuuri was getting worried. It was almost dinnertime now, and Yuuri hadn't seen Wolfram since that morning. It was like Wolfram was avoiding him. Yuuri frowned at that. Wolfram had never done that before.
Tired of looking for Wolfram, Yuuri decided he wanted to take a nap.
Yuuri made his way to his—their—bedroom door and was about to open it, when he heard a familiar voice inside the door. He really was getting used to this eavesdropping thing, so Yuuri had no qualms about standing with his back against the closed door and his ear pressed to the door. Wolfram was talking to himself inside.
"…This has been going on for three years now. That would be way too long for any other person to wait, but, I'll be patient. I don't want to give up on him. He means too much to me. But, Brother says that I can only give him three more chances. He's already blown two of them. It hurt to hear him say those things, but, I'll never tell him that. I'd make him upset. That's worse than anything he could do to me. I wonder why I don't give up though. He'll never feel the same way about me, no matter what I do, I'm just like how all those rumors describe me; unfit to be with the Maou. But, I'll wait, just like I've always done. No matter how much it'll hurt, I'll wait and see."
Yuuri was dazed. He'd never heard anything like that, coming from Wolfram. Yuuri felt his heart falling; he was sure Wolfram never meant for him to hear it in the first place.
Yuuri wondered what Wolfram would do if he knew that Yuuri had heard all of that, but then, the words he was actually saying started to sink in.
That was what Greta had meant when she was saying 'Two Chances Left' and 'One Chance Left'. So, Yuuri had blew all those. One more chance then, to win Wolfram apparently.
Yuuri felt a tugging feeling in his chest, and then that pang from before was back, but it was hurting more. It was like a throbbing.
These feelings were confusing Yuuri. He didn't know what he wanted to do anymore. Part of him wanted to confront Wolfram and help him in whatever way he could, while another just wanted to go and hug him. This confused Yuuri even more; he'd never felt anything like that before.
He wanted time to figure it out, but, he didn't want Wolfram to wait for him anymore. Not after waiting for three years.
Yuuri made a show of opening the door by throwing it open. Wolfram jumped, and the quill he was writing with fell out of his hands and onto the floor. "Yu-Yu-Yuuri!" he said.
Yuuri just stared at Wolfram. Wolfram stood up, turned towards him and then his eyes widened. "You-you didn't h-hear any of that, right?"
Yuuri just continued to stare before he left the room, slamming the door.
"Of course I heard it, you brat. I'm not deaf. All your selfish complaining about your situation. Pathetic," Yuuri started. He felt his stomach in his throat as he talked. He knew this would ruin their fragile relationship, but, Yuuri needed to think. Wolfram waited long enough, he didn't need to any longer. Yuuri wouldn't lead him on like that anymore.
"You live up to your name, Wagamama Pu. Little Lord Brat. Selfish Loafer. You're nothing but a stubborn spoiled prince." As Yuuri talked, he could feel tears slip from his eyes. He was hurting Wolfram, doing this. But, this is the best way. Either way he does it, he'll get the same result. "I don't like people like that, let them be male or female. So you can quit your whining about how I don't love you, because I never will. Ever."
Yuuri couldn't hear anything, but he was sure that Wolfram could hear him. "I hate you, Wolfram, I really do. I don't want a jealous, possessive, hot-headed fiancé like you. It wouldn't matter whether you were a girl or a boy." Yuuri could hear the sound of sobs coming from behind the door. Or maybe that was himself. He couldn't tell anymore. "Stay out of my life. I never want to see you in my room again, after one more night. I want to talk to you once again in private, but after that, you are to stay in your own room. You are not allowed to live anywhere else, other than in Blood Pledge Castle, so you can not go back to the Bielefeld lands. You are still needed here, even if it is not by me."
Yuuri couldn't see anything right now, the tears were making it too blurry, but he could clearly hear Wolfram, sobbing his heart out. Yuuri heard a loud thud. Yuuri assumed that Wolfram fell and was lying on the floor at the moment. He felt a strong urge to just go in and apologize and tell Wolfram that everything would be alright and that he did love him; but Yuuri knew he'd be lying if he did.
So Yuuri, shakily, stood up, still leaning on the door. He knew he would collapse as well, but he couldn't do so here. But he just had to make sure that Wolfram understood and wouldn't leave. "Do you understand, Lord von Bielefeld?"
Yuuri heard another sob, before a quiet, barely audible, "Yes," was heard.
Yuuri nodded to himself. Right before he took off running, trying to reach the garden, where he went to think sometimes, he said, just loud enough for Wolfram to hear, "Strike Three. No more chances left." He left then, but, didn't even make it half the way.
Yuuri couldn't see, and ended up tripping. He didn't even try to get up again.
That's just how he was found, sometime near dinner, by Conrad. Out cold in the middle of the hallway.
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Yuuri woke up in the infirmary, on the white bed, with Gisela hovering over him.
She sighed. "Oh. You're finally awake. You scared us, Heika. Passed out on the floor like that. But, you were crying. Did something happen?" she asked, sounding worried.
Yuuri groaned and groggily sat up, his mind fuzzy. What did happen?
He looked around, and saw empty beds to his right, but on his left, a certain blond was lying there, looking peacefully asleep.
It all came back to him, then.
"You live up to your name, Wagamama Pu. Little Lord Brat. Selfish Loafer. You're nothing but a stubborn spoiled prince."
"So you can quit your whining about how I don't love you, because I never will. Ever."
"You are still needed here, even if it is not by me."
"Do you understand, Lord von Bielefeld?"
Yuuri could feel himself tear up already, just thinking about it, so he cleared his head and turned away from the fire-wielder next to him. He couldn't help himself from asking though, "What condition was he in when you found him?"
Gisela looked at him for awhile before answering, "He in a similar state as you, when you were found. Sprawled out on the ground and crying. He was mumbling something that sounded like "It hurts" over and over. We, as in Conrad and I, tried to get him to tell us what he meant by that, where he hurt at, but he wouldn't say anything else."
Yuuri didn't say anything, just looked back at Wolfram. He would have had to do something like that eventually, but maybe, he over did it a little. Too late though. The deed was already done.
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He, and Conrad who was walking with him, were going to the dinning hall now.
Yuuri had been discharged after Gisela had made sure that he was fit enough to move. Yuuri had heard from a soldier in Wolfram's Royal Guard that Wolfram had been discharged as well, shortly after Yuuri. But that was sometime during noon. It was dinnertime.
Yuuri was sure that Wolfram would be there.
And he was right. There in the dining hall, sat Wolfram, right next to Greta. She, Effe, and Cheri were supposed to leave tomorrow.
Conrad took his seat, next to Gwendal, while Yuuri sat next to Wolfram.
The air in the room was unusually tense, as if everyone knew something was going to happen. Even Cheri and Günter didn't break it.
They ate dinner in silence. Wolfram avoided Yuuri's eyes at all costs, in a matter of fact, he avoided everyone; even Greta, who was fretting over it.
At the end of dinner, Wolfram cleared his throat. It wasn't a very loud sound, but since it was the first sound anyone had made the entire night, it was heard as if it was the loudest sound in the world.
Wolfram stood up. Yuuri watched him do so, and noticed Gwendal stir a little before going back to his, normally stiff, self. He had a feeling that he already knew what was going to be said. That empty feeling in his stomach proved it. "I have an announcement," Wolfram started. "I, Wolfram von Bielefeld, hereby invalidate my engagement to the 27th Maou of Shin Makoku, Yuuri Shibuya."
Yuuri heard several gasps, one of which, he was sure was his own. Why he thought this wouldn't happen, he didn't know, but he did wish it wouldn't. This confused him again, since he would have been jumping for joy if this would have happened about two years ago, when he had first gotten engaged. "W-W-Wolfram?" Yuuri stuttered, that gnawing feeling telling him it was his fault.
Wolfram paid him no heed. "I have already signed the papers with Brother to make this disengagement official," he said in a stately manner, not sounding very happy about it all. Wolfram turned towards Yuuri. His eyes were shining brightly, as if he was about to break down again. "Since you are the Maou, I need your permission. Do you accept, Heika?"
Yuuri was too shocked to answer. Wolfram never called him 'Heika' before. But there were first times for everything. "…"
Wolfram took his silence as a 'yes'. Wolfram bowed. "I will no longer be staying in your room, Heika. I will stay with you one more night, but tomorrow, it shall be if I was never there. I will move back into my room on the west wing of the castle." Wolfram gave Yuuri a sad and bitter smile. "From tomorrow morning on, you, Yuuri-Heika, are a free man. I will no longer be your fiancé."
Yuuri was shell-shocked. He'd asked for this; Wolfram followed his orders perfectly, but his mind still couldn't wrap itself around this. Wolfram, not being his fiancé. Wolfram, not sleeping with him anymore. Wolfram, not following him around anymore, not calling him a 'cheater' even though he never cheated once in his life, not getting jealous. Wolfram, with someone else.
He felt himself getting light-headed so he excused himself. He ran all the way to their—and to his horror, soon to be his—room, and collapsed on the bed, thoughts running wildly in his head. But he wasn't paying attention to them. He was asleep in less than a second.
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Yuuri was jarred awake by Wolfram, smacking him with a pillow repeatedly. "Umh…What?" he asked groggily.
"Yuuri," said Wolfram.
Yuuri was wide awake and paying full attention to Wolfram in an instant. "Wolf?" Yuuri asked.
Wolfram looked at him for a second before smacking him with the pillow again. It hit Yuuri upside the head but Yuuri didn't complain.
Wolfram pulled back and hit him again, getting him on the opposite side of his head. Yuuri's reaction was the same.
Wolfram continued this for a few minutes, before he scowled. Displeased by the lack of reaction, Wolfram tried something else.
He walked away and picked up one of the books from the stack of books on the desk in the room. He chucked the books, one by one, at Yuuri, who decided it was finally time to dodge.
Yuuri got a good look at every last book that flew by; he couldn't help it, they barely missed his face. One caught his eye though. As it flew past his head, he grabbed it and looked at the front cover.
It was a regal looking book. It had complicated and detailed looking shadows flowers adorning the sides, and in the middle, in a plastic cover, to keep the dirt and other things from getting it, was a Beautiful Wolfram.
The flower had been compressed and was displayed prettily right in the middle. The area surrounding it was the same blue color as Wolfram's outfit, with the flower shadows a darker shade of blue. There was a small, light blue bow on it.
Yuuri opened the book to the first page. It read 'This book belongs to' in Japanese, with scribbles of the same inscription under it in the demon language. Underneath the Mazoku inscription was Wolfram's name, written in his neat and beautiful handwriting.
Yuuri read the first entry.
'April 3, XXXX
Greta gave me this diary today. She said it'd help since I can't really tell anyone about things like this. It's too weak. I'd feel ashamed if Brother and Little Big Brother ever read what was in here, but Greta says that these are supposed to be personal, so no one else should read it. I'm relieved about that.
I don't much to say this time. So I'll stop. Bye.
Yours Truly,
Wolfram'
So that was what Greta had given him earlier. A diary. Yuuri couldn't help it, as he thumbed through the next few pages. It seems that Wolfram wrote lots of small entries throughout the day, instead of one big entry at the end of the day.
Yuuri looked at one of the most recent ones, and read it. It turned out that what Wolfram was saying early was an entry he had been writing.
The earliest one was, to Yuuri's displeasure, an exact copy of what Yuuri had told Wolfram the day before, the 'Third Strike'. Everything down to the exact details.
Unknown to Yuuri, Wolfram had come up in front of him. Wolfram snatched the book from Yuuri's hands as he was about to see if there were any other entries he didn't see.
"Yuuri! Aren't you not supposed to read this?" Wolfram exclaimed. He shut the diary and placed it back on the desk.
Yuuri couldn't believe it; Wolfram was so angry with him just then that he picked up a chair and walked back over to Yuuri. He lifted it up and brought it down, about to use the front legs of the chair to bash Yuuri's head in. Luckily, Yuuri dived out of the way, just in time.
Yuuri heard Wolfram growl, and then the poor wooden chair was reduced to ashes.
"Wolfram! Stop this!" Yuuri exclaimed. Wolfram just glared and threw a nearby book at Yuuri.
"Wolf!" Yuuri squeaked as he dodged it.
Wolfram paused before he came up and stole the book he just threw and hit Yuuri upside the head with it. Yuuri flinched; getting hit with a thick book was much worse than a pillow.
Yuuri let Wolfram beat him with the book until Wolfram was too tired to even lift it up; which wasn't very long at all.
"Yuuri…" Wolfram said as he tried to hit Yuuri again, but he couldn't. His legs gave away under him and he started to fall.
Yuuri reached over and grabbed the blond before he could hit the floor.
Wolfram was crying again as he clung onto Yuuri as if his life depended on it. He was repeating something over and over, "I'm sorry" he was saying.
Yuuri stared for a while before lifting the blond up and placing him in the middle of the bed. Wolfram's death grip on Yuuri's shirt meant that Yuuri wasn't allowed to leave him at the moment, so Yuuri just climbed into the bed with him.
Yuuri wrapped his arms around Wolfram and held him close. Yuuri thought that Wolfram, at least, deserved something as simple as this.
Yuuri felt warm, holding on to Wolfram like that. He liked the feeling, but he still couldn't get over how wrong it must be to people back on Earth. Yet another thing for Yuuri to think about.
After a while, Wolfram had calmed down considerably. "You alright?" Yuuri asked, still holding onto the fire-wielder.
Wolfram nodded. "I'm better now. Thank you," he replied curtly.
"Just one more night Wolf. When we wake up in the morning tomorrow, I won't be your fiancé anymore. I want you to be happy then, okay?" Yuuri said.
Wolfram looked up at Yuuri. "Huh?" he asked, not understanding.
Yuuri suppressed a chuckle before he continued. "You must've not been very happy, waiting for me for all that time. I need time to think, Wolf. And I don't know how long I'll be doing that. So in the meantime, I want you to go and be happy," Yuuri started.
"I'm going to throw a ball for you, Wolfram. You are to find a new fiancé there, someone who deserves you. I don't. Not anymore, at least," Yuuri continued.
Wolfram was still confused. "If I find a new fiancé, what would the point of you going to think? You're thinking about you feelings for me, yet you tell me to give my feelings to someone else?"
Yuuri smiled bitterly. "Yep. That's exactly what I'm telling you to do. It's a win-win situation for you. If I decide I don't like you like that, you get your new fiancé. If I do decide that I like you like that, then I'll try and win you back. If I can't win you back, you still get your new fiancé," he explained.
"But, what happens if either I don't want you back and you are unable to win me back, even though you do feel the same way?" Wolfram asked.
Yuuri's bitter smile grew. He shrugged nonchalantly. "I guess I lose then. I can't have you if that happens."
"But Yuuri-" Wolfram started but was cut off by Yuuri placing a finger on his lips.
"You won't change my mind Wolfram. I will let Cheri-sama organize a ball for you, and by the end of that ball, you will announce your new fiancé," Yuuri said in a tone that told Wolfram that Yuuri didn't want to discuss it anymore.
Wolfram sighed in defeat, before he realized how close he was to Yuuri.
Wolfram scooted out of Yuuri's arms and back to his side of the bed. He muttered a quick apology and prepared himself for bed.
"What are you doing, Wolf?" Yuuri asked, genuinely confused.
"You don't like it when I sleep that close to you. Every time I tried, you moved away or told me I was too close and made me move away. So I'm used to sleeping as far away from you as I can when we share a bed, at least, when I fall asleep I try too. When I wake up, seems to be different," Wolfram replied.
Yuuri just stared for a few seconds before asking, "Wolfram, just for tonight, will you be my fiancé for real? I don't know why I'm asking this, or if this is really how I feel, but, I want you to sleep with me. Not over there."
Wolfram blinked at him before nodding. "As you wish, Heika."
"Not Heika. Yuuri. Wimp. Any one of those, just not Heika," was Yuuri's reply.
Wolfram smiled. "Alright, wimp." He moved back to his original spot, in Yuuri's arms, and snuggled into his chest as he felt Yuuri wrap his arms around him.
Yuuri inwardly groaned. Why'd he have to suggest that one? "Not a wimp," Yuuri retorted, out of reflex.
Wolfram laughed, sending a tickling feeling through Yuuri's body. He liked that feeling too.
"Whatever you say…wimp," Wolfram said and feel asleep.
Yuuri looked at the blond, a little miffed that the last thing Wolfram called him as his fiancé was 'Wimp'. "Night," he said simply, falling asleep and not getting an answer.
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Yuuri woke up later than usual today. Well, he had woken up at his normal time, but Wolfram was still asleep, so Yuuri decided to enjoy these last few moments he had with Wolfram and go back to sleep.
For once, Wolfram hadn't tossed and turned at all during the night; his face was still buried in Yuuri's chest.
Yuuri didn't want to wake him up, knowing that he wouldn't be his anymore, as soon as the blonde's eyes opened they'd no longer be together. Yuuri felt a part of him, wishing that Wolfram would never wake up.
Luck wasn't on his side, as Wolfram woke up as soon as he thought the thought.
"Good morning, Yu-Heika," Wolfram said, catching himself as his tongue slipped.
Yuuri frowned at the name. "No. I still want you to call me Yuuri. Conrad isn't my fiancé, yet he still calls me Yuuri, so you can too," Yuuri instructed.
Wolfram frowned now. "No, I can't. It's informal for me to do so. Being your fiancé was the only thing that tied me to you personally. Weller-kyo is the one who named you; he's different."
Yuuri started to shake his head but stopped. "Wait, the only thing- so that means I won't see you around the castle as much?"
Wolfram nodded. "That's right. I have no direct work with the Maou, so I won't see you during most of the day; only at dinner," he stated. Then, he looked mischievous. "Unless…You purposely seek me out during the day. I'd have no other choice but to obey my Maou."
Yuuri grinned at him. Wolfram 'hmphed'. "But, knowing you, you'd end up getting caught before you even had a chance to find me."
Yuuri gave an indignant "Hey!" before a knock on the door sounded.
"Hey? Heika? Kakka? Sir von Voltaire has requested your presence in his office," came the voice of one of the maids. Yuuri recognized the voice as Azalea, the new maid he'd been talking to a few days ago.
"Alright. We're coming," announced Yuuri. Azalea must have been satisfied with the reply, as she didn't say anything else.
Yuuri hugged Wolfram one more time. Wolfram tried to be detached for a minute, but failed miserably and melted in Yuuri's arms. Yuuri chuckled at this, before making sure the blond could stand again and letting him go.
The ex-Royal Couple changed in silence. Yuuri still couldn't change in front of Wolfram or watch Wolfram change, so he ran off to the bathroom while Wolfram got dressed in the room.
"You ready, Wolf?" Yuuri said, using his last chance to me familiar with Wolfram before he had to treat Wolfram like any other soldier.
Wolfram nodded. "Yeah. I guess," he said, sounding a bit nervous.
"Remember what I told you last night. I'm going to throw a ball for you, and you're going to be happy," Yuuri said. Then stopped. That didn't sound right. It sounded more like he was forcing Wolfram to be happy.
"Nevermind that," he added on quickly. "Just…do your best Wolf," he said lamely.
Wolfram laughed and said, "Wimp. I got it."
Yuuri muttered a quick "Not a wimp" before he opened the door.
Standing by the doorway was the purple-haired, blue-eyed maid in the purple dress, Azalea.
"Are you ready to go?" she asked.
Yuuri and Wolfram nodded simultaneously. "Yes," they said in unison.
Azalea tried to seem not unnerved by that, and wasn't doing a good job. As she led them down the hallways to Gwendal's office, she fidgeted slightly.
When they finally reached Gwendal's office, Azalea had finally stopped fidgeting. She reached up and knocked softly on the door.
Yuuri was a bit worried when he saw her jump when Gwendal's booming "Come in" sounded. She should have at least gotten used to that by now.
Azalea pushed open the doors, with the help of the two guards surrounding the door, and ushered Wolfram and Yuuri into the room. She bowed and excused herself, leaving the three of them alone in the office.
"You understand that you two, as of now, are no longer engaged, right?" Gwendal asked, getting straight to the point.
Wolfram and Yuuri nodded. "Yes," replied Yuuri. "I am throwing a ball for Lord von Bielefeld. He is to find a new fiancé by the end of this ball."
Gwendal raised an eyebrow. "A ball? I guess that can be arranged. Is there any particular reason as to why he gets a ball?" Gwendal asked.
"He deserves a better fiancé than me, and I want to make sure he gets one. And after this ball, I will be heading back to Earth. I need to sort some things out," Yuuri explained.
Gwendal looked as though he wanted to ask more questions, but decided against prying. He just nodded and said, "When do you plan on having this ball?"
Yuuri just looked at Gwendal. "As soon as possible."
Gwendal's eyebrows furrowed and Yuuri was sure that more wrinkles were just added onto his head. "Alright. I'll inform Hahaue. She will take care of it," he said, ending rather dismissively.
Yuuri didn't answer, just bowed before leaving the room. Wolfram turned to join him, but was stopped by Gwendal. "Is this what you want Wolfram?"
Wolfram looked towards his brother. He couldn't really answer that question; he didn't know what he wanted.
Gwendal didn't say anything else as they stood in silence for a few moments, and then Wolfram left the room.
Gwendal sighed. He hoped his brother knew what he was getting into.
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Gwendal had done a good job with that 'as soon as possible' business. Yuuri looked around the castle's ballroom. It looked magnificent, just like all the other balls he'd held. It looks like the Mazoku don't change there formal events very much.
Cheri was in here at the moment; ordering around Dorcaskoso, who was stuck helping the ex-Maou fix the ballroom by Gisela's orders. Cheri had canceled her 'free love' cruise when she heard the news of a ball thrown for her Wolfie. Greta and Effe seemed sad though.
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It had been a week since the Royal Couple had broken their engagement. News spread quickly. By now, even the farthest away human lands knew of their break up. Lots of people already claimed knowing that this would happen, and others were truly shocked.
The ball was ready now. Cheri had invited the guests to the ball as well. Wolfram groaned at this. All the people his Hahaue invited were probably the nobles. Wolfram was sure he wouldn't like any of them; before he'd gotten engaged, noble suitors used to come to try and win him over. Wolfram disliked every last one that came.
Wolfram was currently in his room, getting dressed for said ball. He had to wear an elegant, white suit with blue trimming and a pair of white gloves. Wolfram thought he looked plain, but remembered Cheri telling him "Less is more". Wolfram didn't believe her, but, didn't really have a choice.
Wolfram fixed the tie around his neck before walking to the front door. Since the Maou was the one who threw the ball, Yuuri was going to be the one to walk him in. Wolfram sighed as he walked to open the door, remembering Yuuri's statement from back then, when they were still together. "Be happy Wolfram."
So Wolfram placed a proper smile on his face before opening the door, revealing an astonished Yuuri.
Yuuri didn't have any different clothes for balls; he just wore that purple thing on top of his normal, black uniform. So Yuuri didn't think he could compare at all to the pale beauty in front of him.
Wolfram was basically shining, he was so bright. Yuuri just gaped at him for awhile before a polite, "Heika. Please stop staring at me like that." made him finally stop.
"I-I'm sorry, Wolfram," Yuuri replied. He still hadn't gotten used to the whole 'formal' thing.
Wolfram didn't say anything to that. "Are you going to bring me to the ball, Heika?" Wolfram asked after standing awkwardly with Yuuri for a few more seconds.
"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. Of course. Come on," Yuuri said and he held out his arm, and bowed to Wolfram. He learned from Günter that that was what he was supposed to do.
Wolfram smiled a bit more real smile, before placing the fake one back on. He linked his arm with Yuuri's and let himself be led to the ballroom doors.
"You ready, Wolf?" Yuuri asked.
"You do know that if I get do get a new fiancé tonight and they catch you calling me 'Wolf', they'll get awfully mad at you, Maou or not," Wolfram informed him.
Yuuri laughed nervously at that. "I'll take that as a 'yes' then," he said before pushing open the ballroom door.
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A/N: Chapter 2 people! Yay! Thank you to my reviewers! Kungzoune, sillyme, kotori-chan88, kaorinekochan, and kawaiineko518-kuro-chan! Ya'll are awesome!
Replies: I'm scared that you won't get my reply if I put it on the website thingy or do whatever with it on there, so I'll write review replies down here.
Kungzoune: thank you! Here's the next chapter!
sillyme: Yes. Yuuri will suffer while wolfram is happy. And in the end, both of them will be happy. I promise a happy ending.
kotori-chan88: Yes, for like, half, it will be either Wolf/OOC, OOC/Wolf, or both. People, vote in a review, which one of those three choices should it be? I like both. But it's going to end in Yuuram.
kaorinekochan: No Wolf/Woman OC. I can't imagine Wolfram with a girl for some reason. Vote on which it should be, Wolf/OOC, OOC/Wolf, or both.
kawaiineko518-kuro-chan: lol will do.
Like I've been saying in those reviews, Vote for Wolf's position in the relationship. Seme! Wolf, Uke! Wolf, or Wolf as both.
Please R&R!
