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: Do we seriously have to put this all the time? If we did own it, we wouldn't be writing fan fiction, but I guess we still need it. So, I don't own KKM and never will.
A/N: Whoa, 41 reviews already! I'm I only had two chapters! That's definitely a record. You guys are awesome! Anyway, two things to say.
Yuuri is going to be a bit OOC in this chapter, and possibly in all the rest of them. He's going to be Jealous! Yuuri in this chapter. So bare with me for the OOCness
Even though I helped, thank melodyz07 mostly for our OC. She did most of the work when it came to creating him, I only contributed a little. So give her the credit for making him!
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The ballroom was just as elegantly decorated as always. The only difference was that the pillars surrounding the rooms were decorated in ribbons of different shades of blue. And the tops of said pillars were small torches with various heats making them all different colors.
There were two guards at the door, both of which were from Wolfram's Royal Guard. They bowed down respectfully to their commanding officer and their king. Wolfram was ignoring them, looking around the room. Yuuri saw Wolfram stiffen out of the corner of his eye. He wondered why.
Yuuri nodded in acknowledgement at the two Guards, causing them to return the gesture before straightening up again. "Introducing, His Excellency, Lord Wolfram von Bielefeld, and 27th Maou of Shin Makoku, His Majesty Yuuri Shibuya," announced the one on the left, nearest to Wolfram.
Yuuri looked around the room, taking in all the people in the room. It was just as filled as when he held previous events, but everyone here was for Wolfram this time, not him.
Yuuri recognized some people from the doorway; he could see Elizabeth in the crowd, looking up admiringly at Wolfram, Flurin was there too, even though she wasn't paying attention to Wolfram at all. Gwendal was also there, frowning in their direction, even though Yuuri was positive it was supposedly aimed at him. Günter was with Gwendal, watching Greta, who was chatting excitedly with Beatrice.
Yuuri noticed that Conrad and Cheri weren't here. He wondered where they went, before he turned back to Wolfram.
Wolfram had a polite smile on his face as faced his many admirers. He hadn't even met them and already knew he wouldn't like them. These people reeked nobility, and, in Wolfram's experience, the nobles only wanted him for either his looks or his position. He inwardly sighed. He knew he wasn't going to like this.
Yuuri watched as Wolfram walked into the crowd of people, man and women alike. Yuuri wished him luck as he made his way in a totally different direction, going to seek out Flurin.
After slipping through the crowd—he was sure Wolfram was in the center of said crowd—he finally made it to Flurin. She was near the corner of the room, trying not to get involved with what was going.
Flurin was watching the crowd with interest when Yuuri walked up to her. She looked at him half-happy-to-see-him, half mad at him. "Hello, Yuuri Heika. I see you've ended your engagement to Lord von Bielefeld. I won't be nosy and ask why, but you're welcome to tell me," she greeted.
Yuuri laughed nervously. "I…uh…I…" he stumbled, trying to figure out how to explain it to Flurin.
She laughed at him and he joined her after awhile. Then, Yuuri felt a heat on his back, and turned around, to see Wolfram, who was still surrounded by admirers, glaring daggers at him for a second before his expression slide back into a polite smile and he turned to a dirty blond man that basically hovered over him. They talked for about a minute before Wolfram shook his head and walked off.
Flurin and Yuuri watched Wolfram cross the room, as a slightly annoyed, slightly mortified expression graces his face for a second before he's back to being polite. He walked over to a table and took a seat, forcing another smile as a red headed woman took the seat next to him.
Wolfram was only half-listening to the woman sitting next to him as she told him stories about where she came from, only occasionally asking questions to him, which he answered half-heartedly. He didn't really see the point in entertaining the female guests; he didn't want a bride, but he couldn't ignore them. It'd be rude. So he answered the woman's very few questions before excusing himself and walking away. Even if he did want a bride, it wouldn't be her.
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Conrad stood at the entrance of Blood Pledge Castle, alongside Cheri, waiting for the contest winner to arrive.
It had been something extra that Cheri thought would be entertaining; hosting a contest to allow a commoner into the ball. The mazoku commoner that showed the best skill in Swordsmanship and in their element of Majutsu would be allowed to attend. He and Cheri were there to greet the winner and escort him to the ball.
After waiting for a few minutes in anticipative silence, the winner had finally arrived. From what Cheri could see, seeing as they were too far away at the time. It was a red haired boy who looked no older than Wolfram. He wore commoners' clothes. He looked a bit tired, even from where she was standing.
Cheri smiled at the boy as he came walking up the path, two of the castle's guards escorting him there.
Upon closing inspection, Cheri confirmed her earlier assessment, but now, she could see closer details. His dark green eyes showed he was tired but glowed with pride. He was wearing beige pants with a brown belt, a green top with darker green sleeves, and brown boots. His clothes were dirtied and ripped in a few places, and his hair was a mess on his head.
"Hello, Maoh-sama, Sir Weller," the boy greeted respectfully, bowing as much as he could while riding a chestnut-colored horse.
"Hello, dear!" Cheri said enthusiastically, "Congratulations for winning the contest!"
The red-headed winner smiled brightly at Cheri. "Thank you, Maoh-sama," he said happily.
Cheri looked at the boy for a second. He looked vaguely familiar but Cheri couldn't place where she knew him from. She glanced at Conrad and saw a mirror of her own expression; he knew this boy too. Cheri would ask him about it later.
"You're welcome," she replied. "Please, would you mind telling us your name? We're at a disadvantage by not knowing."
"Emil Fuchs," the red head said.
Once again, Cheri got that feeling that she knew this person. It was much stronger this time. It was right on the tip of her tongue. She knew that name from somewhere.
And just like before, Cheri silently checked with Conrad. He looked just as close as she was.
Cheri put the thought aside for the moment. "Okay, Fuchs—excuse me, Fuchs, do you mind if I call you Emil?" she said.
Emil shook his head. "Not at all. I'd be honored if you did," he said.
Cheri clasped her hands together. "Wonderful!" She then looked Emil up and down. "My, my, you're cute! I bet Wolfie will love you!" Her expression dropped a fraction as she said, "But we'll have to clean you up a bit first."
Emil's smile brightened at the mention of Wolfram. "I'm allowed to go to Wolf—I mean Lord von Bielefeld's engagement ball?" he said, voice dripping into a question, like he didn't believe what he was hearing.
"Of course, that's what the contest was for," Conrad said, speaking for the first time.
Emil looked at Conrad, a glint of joy sparkled in his eyes before he climbed down from his horse and ran off towards the castle before Cheri could even say anything.
Conrad immediately followed, more of an act of habit rather than of impulse. Cheri watched them leave in confusion, wondering why they suddenly ran off.
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Yuuri was confused. Why was there suddenly so many people talking to him? Hadn't they come here for Wolfram?
Yuuri was standing to the side of the room; Flurin had left, claiming she needed to go do something, and ever since then, people had been coming up to him asking him questions and acting strange.
Yuuri had moved away from the corner and had been somewhere near Wolfram, wanting to watch him, but a person had came and interrupted him. Yuuri vaguely recognized him as one of the people that Wolfram had rejected.
He started talking to Yuuri, asking questions and being less formal then Yuuri had ever heard a noble be. Yuuri had been completely confused as to why the man was talking to him. He had chatted with the man for awhile before politely walking away from him, only to meet face-to-face with the red head that he'd just seen Wolfram talking to. She smiled at him and Yuuri smiled back. Before he moved to leave, but felt her grab his arm. He turned and around and looked at her. What did she want with him?
The red head started talking to him, just like the man had and Yuuri half-listened, still trying to figure out what was going on.
Just as the red head was about to ask him a question, he gave up on trying to figure it out and decided to ask her instead. She closed her mouth, waiting to hear what her Maou had to say.
"I'm sorry but why are you talking to me?" he asked. The red head gaped a little before looking slightly hurt. Yuuri noticed the look and shook his head and hands in front of him. "No, no, I mean why me and not Wolfram? He's supposed to be the one you want."
She shook her head, glancing at the blond, who was in the middle of a conversation with Greta and Beatrice, who had been having their own little adventure, Yuuri noticed, thanks to the fact that their clothes were dirtier than how they'd been when they arrived. Yuuri guessed they were telling him about it. Wolfram was really smiling at them and nodding every now and then at whatever they were saying.
She looked back to Yuuri, a sad and slightly miffed look gracing her face. "He rejected me."
"Oh," Yuuri said, even though he could've guessed that just by looking at her. But she hadn't answered his question.
"So I wanted to come and talk to you; maybe you'd be kinder to me than he was," she said, voice thick with something Yuuri couldn't identify but certainly didn't like.
"Oh, okay," he replied awkwardly, not knowing what she really wanted.
"Maou-sama?" she asked.
Yuuri looked at her. "Yes?"
"Have you found a new fiancé yet?"
Yuuri's eyes widened and he almost choked. "Huh?" he asked dumbly when he could breathe again.
She looked pointedly at him before her expression relaxed and she repeated herself.
"No. I'm not looking for one," he said slowly.
She looked crestfallen for a second before getting ready to turn away. "Oh. Okay then, thank you for your time, Maou-sama," she said curtly before walking away.
Yuuri blinked as she left. What was that? He thought to himself as he turned around, looking for Wolfram again, when he heard someone shout.
"Hey! What are you—" the voice cried, which Yuuri thought belonged to one of Wolframs' Royal Guards, and he looked up to the entrance, along with everyone else in the room, all curious as to what the big commotion was.
The doors had been pushed open and a red headed boy who looked about he and Wolfram's age stood in the doorway. Yuuri could easily tell it was a commoner, thanks to the clothing, and he assumed the boy had just come from a fight, seeing how dirty he was. He was huffing slightly, obviously out of breath.
He looked around the room for a split second, and before the two Guards could grab him, the boy was down the stairs and running into the crowd. Only moments later, did Conrad appear in the doorway, apparently chasing after him.
Yuuri heard several gasps as the boy ran through the group. He could easily tell where the boy was; the crowd had parted as he went through. He looked up at Conrad, who was following the red headed boy closely. Yuuri stepped closer, his curiosity peaking. He thought that only nobles were allowed here.
The crowd members parted for Yuuri, as he made his way just close enough for him to be able to see not only Wolfram, but the boy and Conrad as well and still not be seen. If they didn't look, at least.
Yuuri watched as the red headed boy finally stopped in front of Wolfram, dark green eyes shining brightly. "W-" he started before stopping and shaking his head. "I mean Lord von Bielefeld!" he exclaimed.
Wolfram looked at the commoner weirdly, not understanding what was going on, but since all the attention was on him, he answered, "Who are you? And why are you here?"
The boy looked slightly hurt before saying, "You don't remember me either, Wolf?" forgetting to use Wolfram's surname.
Wolfram looked at the boy for a minute, before looking over his shoulder at Conrad, silently asking him explain who it was he was talking to, but Conrad just shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. So Wolfram looked back over at the red head his eyes settling into a glare. "No. I've never met you before. So don't call me by such a familiar name."
The hurt look flashed on the red head's face before his face set into one of thought. Then, he smiled, snapping his fingers. "Do you remember when you were younger? When you went to get your contract signed?" he said excitedly.
Wolfram looked confused for a second before his eyes flickered over to Conrad again, who gave him a signal to answer. Wolfram nodded slightly at his brother before nodding again, at the red head this time. "Yes, I do."
"Do you remember who went with you?" the red head continued prompting, like he was talking to a small child. Yuuri watched the whole fiasco in from his spot in the crowd, not knowing what was going on, seeing as he didn't know Wolfram in his younger years.
Wolfram glared at the red head, noticing his tone of voice, but nodded again. "Yes, but I don't know where they are. I haven't seen either one of them since the day we came back," he said slowly, a look of doubt crossing his face. "Why would you want to know?" he said curiously, irritation starting to slip into his voice.
The red head snorted before holding his hand out in front of Wolfram. Completely confused and not seeing where this was going, and very easily getting aggravated by it, he looked at the read head expectantly, trying to hide his impatience, unlike the red head, who sighed.
"Wolfram von Bielefeld, I can't believe you don't remember me. I guess it really has been too long since I last saw you," he said, then paused for a second. A blue and red flame appeared in the palm of his hand. He looked through the flames at Wolfram, seeing the blond look at him in surprise before a look of recognition appeared on his face.
"Fuchs?" Wolfram said in wonder. "Emil Fuchs?"
The red head nodded, quite happy that the blond remembered him. "Glad you remember now, Wolf."
Wolfram reached over and gave Emil a friendly hug before pulling away just enough to look at him, seeing as they were tall enough to stand face-to-face. "What are you doing here?" he said happily, completely oblivious to the rather jealous crowd surrounding around the two of them, seeing as the red head just came out of the blue and suddenly was stealing all of their interest's attention.
Emil looked at him weirdly before saying "I'm here to marry you, just like everyone else."
Wolfram looked a bit shocked. "Marry me?" he parroted.
Emil nodded. "Why wouldn't I be? I came to your engagement ball," he said.
Wolfram snorted. "I know that!" he snapped irritably. "But, you're my friend."
Emil shook his head. "No!" he said, catching Wolfram by surprise. "I don't want to just be your friend!"
Wolfram blinked at him. He'd never known Fuchs as one to yell at him. "But Emil-" he started but was cut off by said boy.
"No!" he said forcefully again. "I want to be your lover!"
Wolfram looked surprised for a second before he look annoyed again. He glared heatedly at Emil, who returned the look with one of his own.
The stood like that for awhile before finally, Emil gave in. "Will you at least think about it, Wolf?" he persisted, glare fading.
Wolfram calmed as well, before saying, "I don't know…"
Emil reached and wrapped his arms around Wolfram, who, quite surprised by the sudden action, blushed heavily.
And before he knew it, he was ripped away from Emil's arms.
He stumbled backwards as he fell away from his friend's embrace. He looked around for the source of his off balance, only to see it was definitely not someone he expected.
"Yuuri," he breathed. "What'd you do that for?"
Yuuri glared slightly at Emil, and then stopped when he realized what happened. Yuuri blushed as the attention moved onto him and he looked at Wolfram. "Uh…" Why did he do that? It's not like Fuchs was doing anything wrong; it was Wolfram's engagement ball, his suitors were his to deal with.
"Are you…the Maou?" Emil asked, an unknown tone in his voice as he looked at Yuuri levelly.
Yuuri looked at the red head, all traces of embarrassment gone. He nodded.
Emil glared at Yuuri, an action that took Yuuri by surprise; he had no idea that there were people who even did that to him—that weren't an enemy, of course.
"You're the one who broke Wolf's heart, then," he said evenly.
Yuuri flinched and Wolfram stiffened.
"And you're here because you want to try and get him back?" he said, the statement coming out as more of a question than a statement.
Yuuri frowned. "No. That's not why; I'm just here to make sure Wolfram finds someone. He wasn't too willing when I'd told him about this."
Emil stared for a second before saying, "Somehow, I don't believe you, but if what you say is true then give me Wolfram back." He moved closer, moving to hug Wolfram again.
Yuuri stopped him, moving Wolfram back, who had been following the two's conversation angrily. Why did they make it sound like he wasn't having a choice in the matter?
Unwillingly, Wolfram was pulled back, closer to Yuuri, while Emil tried to grab him. He ended up grabbing Wolfram's arm and pulled him closer, causing Wolfram to tumble towards him, the forces pulling him off balance again.
The two of them had a little tug-of-war with Wolfram, both pulling on one of Wolfram's arms, neither willing to let the blond go.
Meanwhile, said blond was bristling. How dare treat him like this?!?
Instinctively, Conrad moved to get the nobles out of the way; Wolfram was getting very angry, definitely not good for anyone in a near distance of him. Luckily for him, the nobles seemed to have already figured out the dangers of being so close to the blond and had already moved back about a foot or two.
Sadly enough for the two of them, Yuuri and Emil had been too busy playing tug-of-war to even notice the one they were playing with, too involved to feel the air starting to crackle around them.
"Stop!" Wolfram snapped, his anger being pushed into the flames that burned in his hands. Unluckily, the two of them, who hadn't let go of him yet, were left to get burned.
"Aahh!" Both boys cried as he quickly yanked his hand away, the flame slightly burning his hand. Ouch! Where'd that fire come from?!? Yuuri thought. Oh, Wolfram. Whoa, he's mad. Wonder what made him that upset?
Wolfram was fuming. Not a good thing, seeing as the flames in his hands didn't go out yet.
"I'm not a toy that you can play around with!" he snapped. "It's my choice who I want! And right now," he continued, glaring hard at both Yuuri and Emil, "I don't want either one of you!"
The two boys watched with varying reactions as the blond hot-head stormed off, the now receding flames keeping the nobles from following. Instead, Conrad followed, but not before looking at Yuuri and Emil with an unreadable expression.
Just as the room fell into silence, Cheri made her way into the room. She looked around the room worriedly before walking up to Yuuri, her heels clanking on the tile floor being the only sound in the room.
"Yuuri?" she said questionably. "What happened?"
Yuuri looked at Cheri for a second before looking back to the direction Wolfram and Conrad left to. He wished he could answer Cheri's question, but, he didn't really know what happened himself.
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A/N: Sorry that this chapter's so short! But I wanted to end it here, because I thought it was suspenseful, I think. My first try at a cliffhanger, hopefully I did it right. Did you guys like this chapter?
Um…I don't think I can reply to all of your reviews in the story now, since they went up so much that replying would take about three pages or so, so I'll try and reply using the site's replying system. Hopefully you guys'll get them.
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