Dead state (chapter 3 of 'Is wolfram dead?':

Story title: Is Wolfram Really Dead?

Anime: KKM

Pairing: YuurixWolfram

Rating: T (though I really don't know why, there's nothing really bad.)

Summary: Yuuri and Wolfram had an argument and right after that; Wolfram was fatally injured and died. Yuuri is shocked and is coming to realize his feelings. But he thinks it's too late. But did Wolfram really die? If not, then how will he get back into his body? And then what will happen?

Disclaimer: I don't own Kyo Kara maoh or the characters. Though I wish I did-but then don't we all! ;)

-. Note: If you have read the first to chaps then thank you. But PLEASE review. I love it when people do that It makes me happy!

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Back in the infirmary, Gisela was getting worried. Wolfram's vital signs were slowing down drastically.

She started mumbling about is heartbeat and breathing. She was trying her best but she feared it was not enough.

The black haired and black eyed Maoh watched solemnly from behind the bed, not disturbing the healing.

The nurse had removed wolframs shirt. Wolframs white porcelain skin gleamed with wet blood. His wound had just stopped bleeding. There was dried blood all over his body. The Maoh watched patiently though, behind his mask he was getting restless and nauseated by the sight of so much blood on Wolfram. Things did not look good for his fiancé.

The gash on his stomach was big and gruesome. It was painful to even look at. It made his heart lurch. The Maoh sighed and hoped against hope that Wolfram would be alright. He admitted he cared a lot about Wolfram. More then he ever had any one else. He felt stupid to having that stupid argument in the beginning.

The Maoh was lost in his thoughts when he noticed that the nurse had stopped moving. Her hand that had been working tirelessly. For a few moments they paused above Wolfram's still body then fell to her side.

The Maoh turned his face to the nurse. He knew what this meant. Inside he was breaking. Half of him was breaking. To broken he feared, to ever be repaired. Too late.

"Maoh I am very sorry…"

The Maoh's mask was dropping. He steeled his face. "What?"

"Maoh," Gisela's voice was just above a whisper and it was slowly she said, "Wolfram…" She paused probably wishing she didn't have to continue, "… He's dead."

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Yuuri's eyes widened. His pupils shrank. He had regretted this. He knew it was possible, but, but, Wolfram… His heart was burning, ablaze. It was aching. It was pitifully hurting. His vision erupted and shattered into pieces. The last thing he thought he saw was, Wolfram, standing in front of him. Right after Yuuri was enclosed in shadows and fainted, dead to the world. (No pun intended)

WWWWWWWW

Wolfram had opened his ghostly translucent eyes to find that he was standing in the Blood Pledge Castle's infirmary. He looked at his body that was on the bed. Boy, did he look bad. All dirty and filthy like a lowly human! Couldn't they at least wipe his face? He looked at himself and felt sad. His chest wasn't falling and rising. He had ceased to breath. His body might as well be dead. Looking down he say his own body(or better said his ghost-like one) looked a light translucent blue to himself though there were streaks of orange in places.

Wolfram looked at the nurse as she said something to The Maoh. Hmm… The Maoh seemed shocked. Wait something was wrong with him. The Maoh changed back into Yuuri and his eyes rolled up. Wolfram rushed to catch Yuuri as he fainted. (Some habits die hard.) Wolfram's hands passed though his ex-fiancés body.

Wolfram remembered that he had no material body. He watched as Yuuri fell and the nurse tried to catch his heavy wait. Wolfram could do nothing but watch. At least the wimp felt something when he found out that Wolfram was 'dead'.

Only a moment later Conrad, Gwendal and Günter came bursting into the room.

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Only three words kept repeating themselves in Yuuri's unconscious mind.

"His. Wolfram. Dead."

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Meanwhile in the medical wing/infirmary, Gunter was throwing a fit. He was torn. He was unsure of what to do since the majesty was now unconscious after hearing that his fiancé was - dead.

What did a person do in this kind of situation?

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Wolfram decided that if he was going to be in this form for a week then, he should see what he could do with this body. First he looked around. Gwendal was looking his most sour. Conrad for once looked panicked and miserable at the same time. Gunter was doing what he does best. (We all know (panicking)) And the Maoh was now being carried out of the room in Conrad's arms.

Wolfram decided that he would follow them and see what everyone did. He couldn't let them do anything with his dead looking body.

Wolfram saw a glass on the table. He was going to try and pick it up, he decided. He walked over to the glass. Nobody noticed him. He really was invisible. Well he was going to try and take advantage of that fact then!

He focused on picking up the glass. He reached for it and was congratulated by it lifting in his hand. He raised the glass slightly. Just an inch or two. He felt happy. At least he could do some things in this body if he concentrated.

What Wolfram didn't know was that his act had been witnessed.

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Conrad had seen the glass hovering and his intelligent mind clicked and started to work. He turned to look at the Maoh when from the corner of his eye; he thought he saw Wolfram standing by the glass. He immediately looked with both eyes but his eyes met only empty air.

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Wolfram now finished following Yuuri and his brothers. They couldn't see him at all. He didn't like to be ignored and was used to being the center of attention.

Wolframs shoulder brushed Gwendal and he saw Gwendal tense. Gwendal turned around and looked directly to where Wolfram was standing but apparently didn't see him. Gwendal puzzled over what he saw, but then followed his brother and the Maoh out the door.

Wolfram followed them to Yuuri's and (previously) his room.

Wolfram had just thought up an idea. Maybe, through this, he could find out his fiancé's true feelings toward him. How would Yuuri react to his 'death'? Then when he returned to his body he could act upon what he found out. He started thinking up a list of things to burn.

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As soon as Yuuri's head hit the pillow he sprung up like a wound up toy. He narrowly missed slamming his forehead into Conrad's nose. Yuuri's eyes just stared straight ahead. Then he blinked. Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Conrad and all he said was "Where is Wolfram?"

Conrad and Gwendal looked at each other.

Gwendal scowled and replied in an icy voice, "He is dead, your majesty."

His tone indicated that he was very upset and didn't like his majesty very much at that moment.

Yuuri felt the pain and disappoint all over again but now 10 times more because he was back to all his senses. He felt such an extreme pain that he placed his hand on to his chest. His heart ache felt almost physical. To the people watching him, he looked the definition of shocked and miserable.

WWWWWW

Wolfram watched Yuuri carefully from the window sill. He watched every expression. Wolfram was confused a little. Why was Yuuri acting this way? Wasn't he happy? Wasn't he happy that Wolfram was completely knocked out (what he thought) forever? Yuuri would think he was free of his fiancé. Right? So why did he seem genuinely heartbroken? What did he look miserable? That cheater was probably putting on an act. Yes. That was so like him! That wimp!

Though the blond soldier was pissed at Yuuri he just couldn't look at him in this state. Wolfram von Bielefeld turned and looked outside the window from his position by the window. He kept looking even as Yuuri started speaking.

WWWWWW

Yuuri forced himself to look at Conrad and Gwendal even as his eyes filled with unshed tears that threatened to spill. With the back of his hand, he attempted to wipe them. He cleared his voice. It didn't really help. When he spoke his voice was somewhat breaking and seemed stuck.

"Conrad, could you and Gwendal please leave me alone right now? …Please?" A large tear slid down his cheek though he didn't seem to notice.

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Wolfram saw the tears and his invisible heart jerked slightly. The wimp never acted like this. But he was sure it was an act…

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"Of course Yuuri," Conrad said gently and started to get up looking at Gwendal to do the same. Gwendal did not move but stared (and glared) directly at Yuuri whose eyes he had caught in his own.

"Are you not happy, heikai?" Gwendal said, in a forced neutral monotone. He was putting a strong hold on his anger.

"?," Yuuri looked up, and though he was terribly sad and wretched, his naivety was still with him as he looked confused and utterly lost to what Gwendal meant.

"Gwendal don't," Conrad knew what Gwendal meant and tried to tell him to stop but Gwendal was not listening. His brother had just died for god's sake!

"I mean, are you not happy, heikai, that Wolfram is dead. You should be jumping with joy that you are now free from Wolfram and your accidental engagement." Gwendal emotionless mask was not as emotionless right now and his true feeling leaked over his face.

Wolfram was finding out peoples true feelings. It looked like his eldest brother really did care for him, though he did not show his affection at all. His imaginary heart warmed a little for his oldest brother.

"W… Wha…" Yuuri was uncharestically at a loss for words.

"Gwendal, I think that you have made your point. We should leave the Maoh alone for a while." Sternly Conrad looked at Gwendal as he walked out of the room. He glanced at Gwendal again before completely leaving the room, clearly indicating that he thought is brother would follow suit.

Gwendal got out of his chair ad looked at the Maoh. Before leaving he left a sentence in his wake.

"I hope you're happy your Majesty…"

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Yuuri just sat there. The events of to day sinking in. Wolfram was gone. Dead. He would never call him wimp again. He actually wanted to hear Wolfram call him that. Yuuri wouldn't mind that now. It had become a habit and a… sort of comfort. That word had meant that they had a bond.

Yuuri started crying again thinking that he was alone. He was unaware that he had a spectator who was watching every tear fall. A certain someone who he was crying about.

Wolfram.

Wolfram watched his fiancé as he leaned on the wall behind him. It was bugging him to see Yuuri crying so much. Yuuri should be more like a soldier and toughen up. Yuuri was grieving for him as if Wolfram was like so very important. That idiot…Baka.

Yuuri was now crying big sobbing tears, but he remained silent. If he made to much noise, someone might come in to check on him and Yuuri only wanted to grieve in solitude. He trembled.

Wolfram let himself wonder, did Yuuri maybe like him a little... Wait of course he did. That boy liked everyone and would probably cry if an ant got squished in front of him. Wolfram pouted. That stupid boy was crying just like he would if anyone else had died. He should cry more if he really cared for wolfram. Wolfram folded his arms and faced away to look outside.

Yuuri lay down on the big bed and felt empty inside. As if the fire that had been Wolfram was extinguished. He wanted to go see Wolfram (or more like his dead body) but he thought he might break down and start crying right there and then not be able to stop. He lay there and closed his eyes and sank into himself as grief consumed him.

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