Chapter4: Reconnecting

KYO KARA Maoh: fan fiction: yuurixwolfram

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

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 things. 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?

Rated: T?-(not really there nothing bad except slight yoai.)

Genre: Yuuram, romance, angst... and something else?

Chapter: the next chapter (if and when it is posted) will probably be called- Shinou's interruption OR Finalizing the Plan (tell me which one is better if you will.) READ ON!!...

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Wolfram was still by the window and saw Yuuri close his eyes, crying, his face soaked. Wolfram was very much bothered by Yuuri's tears. He didn't want to admit it, but he was. If that stupid idiot of a king disliked him so much then he shouldn't cry over him so much dammit! This crying was breaking Wolfram's resolve. Wolfram wanted to be able to tell the boy off once he returned to his true body.

He wondered about his own body. Well that at least for 4 days he and his body were safe. The mazoku kept the body for three days so that people it was loved by could mourn. After that the body was buried. His would probably have been buried somewhere nice since he was noble and a prince and all. Not to mention the son of the previous Maoh.

Wolfram continued looking outside. Something was wrong. He looked at the sky. The once blissfully sunny day was taking a dark turn. The sky turned dark. Big, rumbling cumulonimbus clouds rolled in as if pushed by some unseen hand. The sound of chirping birds was gone as if every animal had taken shelter in anticipation to the coming rain. Why is this happening? Wolfram wondered then turned to look at Yuuri. Was Yuuri causing this? It was true that the Maoh controlled the elements of water but this…?

Yuuri was still crying, sobbing. The clouds broke and rain spilled out. The water wasn't harsh but more a comforting light rain. But it was still dark out side. The clouds blocked out the sun and the place had an atmosphere of sadness. Yuuri was falling asleep it seemed, as if lulled by the sound of rain drops on the window. Wolfram walked over to his sleeping fiancé and stood right in front if him. Yuuri's face was still wet. Wolfram brought his hand toward Yuuri face then focusing his energy to his hand; he gently touched the double black boy's face and wiped a tear away. Yuuri sucked in a breath, as if he could feel Wolfram's touch. Wolfram smiled a sad smile. He only got to do this to Yuuri when he was asleep. He sometimes touched his fiancés face when he knew Yuuri was deep in slumber. Wolfram would stare at Yuuri's face for hours just because he could. Now that as very unlikely to happen.

Suddenly Yuuri's eyes opened. He looked around and softly said, "Wolfram…?"

Wolfram took a step back a bit surprised.

Yuuri took in breath and let in out. He closed his eyes but didn't fall asleep. He started to talk to himself.

"Wolfram…I'm so sorry…I didn't mean what I said this morning…It was a mistake…"

Wolfram took a step closer toward Yuuri, what exactly was Yuuri saying.

"I'm sorry…you were killed because of me…ME…"

Yuuri looked as if he was going to cry again. He didn't, but the rain outside hardened just a little.

"You didn't even die with a last good memory. The last thing I said to you… I shouldn't have…If you can hear me. Then I want to say I'm…so sorry. I miss you... I miss you a lot…"

This time Yuuri did cry a little. He felt as if there was a river inside him that ended in a fall. And the water refused to stop until there was none left.

Yuuri didn't know… that Wolfram really was there with him… and had heard every word.

'Yuuri' Wolfram thought, 'Yuuri, Yuuri you really are a wimp. Couldn't you say those things in front of me! When I was alive. Does my death make you realize how you feel...? Yuuri you really are a wimp! You're a wimp! A wimp and… a big…wimp!'

Wolfram's own emotions were getting confused. What was with Yuuri? Did Yuuri like him a lot? Did he even…love him?

That damn maoh was the only one to be able to confuse wolfram like this. He was usually crystal clear on things but with Yuuri,…his feeling kept changing.

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Wolfram was unsure of Yuuri's feelings but he knew he was never going to assume anything. He did have his pride as a soldier, as prince and as a fiancé.

Wolfram thought that maybe it was best to give Yuuri some true solitude, but he really didn't want to leave Yuuri side. Especially in this weak state. Some body might try to take advantage of him and Yuuri was so nice to every one (not to mention a practised cheater), he wouldn't be able to do much.

Well, Wolfram thought, maybe he would just lie down beside his fiancé, you know, as comfort. Yes, just, you know, comfort. For Yuuri. No, for the Maoh. Wolfram had to admit to himself that he liked Yuuri a lot and, it was really hard not too.

Wolfram walked over to the other side of the bed and rested his hand on it. As if by a God sent miracle his hand didn't sink in. He looked at Yuuri. Yuuri was on the other of the large bed. Wolfram stared unsure that his laying down might wake up the Maoh. Oh well, that wimpy idiot needed to be comforted and protected and there was nobody better then Wolfram, (Even if Wolfram was technically just a see-through misty thing).

Wolfram thought about changing cloths but decided against it. He couldn't change in front of Yuuri and he didn't think there were any cloths that were suitable for him to where in his 'peculiar' and 'translucent' situation.

Wolfram softly but swiftly, climbed on to the bed and rested his head on the pillow on the opposing side of the bed. He tucked his hands underneath one side of his face and snuggled into the creamy pillow. The Blondie boy felt comforted with the Maohs scent surrounding him and because of being so near Yuuri. He stared at Yuuri's back.

Such a magnificent back Yuuri had. Yes, very exquisite. It was a lovely sight to wake up to in the morning, (though his front was just as good, if not better). Clad in black, that back was very seductive and awfully tempting to touch.

Wolfram reached to gently stroke the sleeping boy's back as he trailed a finger over Yuuri's spine. Yuuri trembled under the touch.

A surprised Wolfram removed his finger. Well, what a revelation, the Maoh could actually feel him. Probably, because Wolfram was concentrating so much on his finger. And the back.

The mazoku soldier decided that he was tired. He was feeling heavy and tired. Dying, then returning to a sort of half-life as an embodied ghost really tires a person out.

Wolfram slowly let his transparent eye lids fall so that the last thing that he saw was Yuuri's enticing back. 'What a lovely sight' was the last thought on Wolfram's mind.

Yuuri slept. He slept as if his life depended on it, which in a manner of speaking, did. Since Yuuri had been so overcome with grief he had to sleep. It was a refuge where he could escape reality. This was where he could heal for a while, where he could come to terms with the events and himself.

So Yuuri slept, and he slept. His subjects were getting worried. This was the third day he was sleeping. He had woken up a few times briefly, and Gisela had made him eat a few herbs and some food to keep his strength up then he would just limply fall back in bed. It seemed that it was only when sleeping then Yuuri found a form of peace.

Wolfram had slept to. But he hadn't woken up. Being a ghost he did not feel the earthly tugs of thirst and hunger. He opened his eyes after a long time. Conrad was sitting on a chair by the Maoh on the other side of the bed .

He looked at Gwendal who was standing beside him.

Without looking at Gwendal, Conrad spoke.

"It has been 3 days since is majesty has left his room."

Gwendal solemnly looked down at the sleeping figure on the bed.

"I think it is time that we should wake him. He has slept too much." Gwendal said.

Conrad sighed. "I suppose it is for the best."

Conrad then tilted his eyes to meet Gwendal's eyes.

"You know that we must prepare Wolframs body and give him the proper burial that he deserves as a soldier, the Maohs fiancé and royal born… If only for that, we have to wake up his majesty."

Gwendal looked away. "Let him sleep till tomorrow. He must wake up after that," He looked back at Conrad and then to Yuuri, "Until then, I shall attend to this castles needs and papers that must be looked at."

Conrad smiled a little, but hid it from his brother. "Thank you. I'm sure his majesty will appreciate it."

Gwendal just gave a look and walked out of the room.

Conrad's eyes turned sad, Wolfram saw. Conrad stood up. "I guess I'll go see Wolfram."

That sparked Wolfram's interest. Though he didn't wan't to leave Yuuri, he had to check up on how his body was doing. And he still didn't know how to get back into his body. That was going to slow done his progress and not knowing something really irritated him.

Wolfram got out and off the bed just as Conrad reached the door. He took quick steps the slid through the door and outside just as it was about to close. Having a slim body does come in handy. But it was still a close call.

He caught up with Conrad and started to follow him. He didn't know where his body was but Conrad did.

Conrad twisted and turned in hallways and corridors, past arched doorways and bolted ones, until at last, he reached a large doorway with two big mahogany doors.

Pretty doors.

Conrad slowly and smoothly turned the door's handle and entered and Wolfram followed.

The room was large! There was crimson carpet on the floor that led to some sort of altar table. There were majestic pillars surrounding the pathway. Conrad walked the path that let to that altar-table. Wolfram walked behind while eagerly absorbing the scenery around him. He had never seen this room before. He had heard of a room that was reserved for the Noble people that died. Only close family or loved ones of the deceased were allowed to enter this room.

Conrad reached the alter table with Wolfram in pursuit. Wolfram saw that there was an almost transparent curtain that surrounded the body. His body.

Conrad lifted the veil and from who-knows-where produced flowers. Wolfram saw that they were his favourite. Lilies. But they were green. He hated green ones. He really didn't like green. But he guessed it was the thought that counted. Still, green?

Hesitantly, he peered at his body.

He looked absolutely magnificent. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but was draped and a fine white cloth and clad in blue pants. His face looked peaceful. Beautiful even. For a moment he was awed at the beauty of his face (and to think the Maoh didn't like him!).Wolfram yearned to reunite with his body. He didn't really think much of his features but this situation had just surprised him. He just stared at his body transfixed, unaware of anything else.

"Wolfram."

Pulled out form his state of transfixion, he looked at Conrad. The man was crying!! There were tears in his eyes and some fell on his face. Wolframs brown haired brother, the one that seemed to always smile, never saddened and always strong, was crying as he reached out to touch the seemingly sleeping figure that was Wolfram.

Wolfram was touched. People he had known his entire life did not show him this much affection until he was dead.

Wolfram touched Conrad's shoulder, "Oh come on! Stop crying."

Abruptly Conrad did stop crying and his body tensed as he looked around. Softly he whispered, "Wolfram?...Are you there?"

Ok this was weird. It seemed as if Wolfram's words had been heard again.

"You stupid human! I'm right in front of you!" Wolfram screamed rudely but Conrad did not seem to hear.

Maybe the trick was in having contact.

He reached out and touched Conrad shoulder then, "Stupid Conrad! I like white Lilies, and hate the green ones!"

Conrad for once in his life was truly surprised. He couldn't see Wolfram but he could hear him. He recognized his (slightly spoiled) little brother's (slightly pissed of) voice.

"Wolfram if I really am hearing you, then I am really hearing you… hearing me hearing you."

Wolfram thought he may have spooked Conrad because he wasn't making sense.

"So, you can hear me right?" This was a good chance from Wolfram to secure his body and make sure no one buried it.

"Yes."

"Then I'll get straight to the point. Conrad I need you to make sure that my body does not get buried."

"Why?"

"Because I am not dead and will be alive again shortly, and to do that -- I need my body."

"What has happened to you?" Conrad looked around trying to see a clue to where Wolfram was standing.

"I'm in front of you"

Conrad head swivelled back, "oh."

Wolfram sighed, "Basically, Shinou came-"

Conrad interrupted "The Original king?!"

Wolfram scowled though no one saw, "Yes him! Do you want to me continue or what?"

"Yes sorry, please do."

"Anyway, he said he could save me but the only way was for my soul to be separated from my body for about a week so that my wounds could heal."

Conrad nodded. "So how do you plan to get back into your body?"

Wolframs scowl deepened. "I don't know yet…"

A thoughtful silence flowed from Conrad, and a hateful and distressful one from Wolfram.

"I'm going to go to Yuuri now…" Wolfram was about to move his hand.

"Wait. What are you going to do?"

"I am going o wake him up! That wimp of a king doesn't even know he has people worried over him."

Conrad smiled sadly "You…still love him don't you?... Even after what he said…"

Wolfram flinched. He had managed to completely forget about the argument. It seemed in the distant past now. He didn't reply.

Conrad saw this as a sign to continue speaking, "Wolfram, I told you that what Yuuri had said he did not mean it. He cares for you. It is because of his sadness of losing you that he has not awoken and is still sleeping."

Wolfram remembered his words… I miss you…I miss you a lot.

Quietly Wolfram spoke. "I will go talk to him right now, in his dreams. The way I am talking to you."

He was about to leave to go to Yuuri but then added, "I might say something to him so if he decides to go somewhere with my body, let him."

Wolfram removed his hand and walked out the large doors as Conrad stood there puzzling over what had passed between them.

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As Wolfram left Conrad and headed towards the Maoh's room he thought about how things would be when he awakened. How would people react? Hopefully happy. If they weren't he would sing them with fire until they were! Some of them were sooo ungrateful to him.

He had now reached the door to the chambers that were his and Yuuri's, but how much longer would it be that way…

He opened the doors and walked slowly, quietly not wanting to wake Yuuri up (even though he couldn't make a sound) but also out of a habit.

Yuuri was sleeping it seemed. He had been doing that for a while now. Was Wolfram really the reason why Yuuri would refuse to wake? Was it because Yuuri thought that when he awoke Wolfram would not be there beside him?

Wolfram truly wanted to believe but he was scared that believing might hurt him and he did not which to feel the pain of heartbreak again. Once (if even a little) was too much. He supposed he would just wait until he woke up, alive, in his body again and see how Yuuri acted and reacted. Wolfram supposed that if Yuuri would never return the affection that Wolfram had for him then, the only thing left was to go away (and live away from Yuuri)-but only after he got his revenge.

On the other hand, if Yuuri liked him…loved him, well then, things could always change. Maybe.

Wolfram focused his energy onto his hand and brushed away hair from Yuuri's forehead-just like he did when he was alive. He then gently put his hand on his Yuuri's head and willed himself to enter Yuuri's thoughts and Yuuri's dreams.

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-IN the next chapter Wolfram enters Yuuri's dream and meets someone there and finds a way…-