Chapter 5: That Plan

KYO KARA Maoh: fan fiction: yuurixwolfram

Title: That plan

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 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?

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

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

Next chap: will take a while to put on so be prepared to practice patience and wait like good kids.

Well people this is the long awaited chapter. Sorry it took time but just to warn you that next one will take even longer because I am pretty busy. The next chap will take even longer to put up so you gotta be satisfied with this one. Enjoy it! And review…

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Dark. Yup, it was definitely dark. Almost to dark to see. Wolfram looked from side to side. He wasn't really in Yuuri's head he knew, but would appear as if he was. His misty body was probably still standing outside this dark place of Yuuri's mind.

Wolfram looked at both his sides until he caught sight of a curled up figure a dozen steps away from him. He assumed this must be Yuuri and as he got closer, his assumption was confirmed. Yuuri was sitting crouched, hugging his knees to his chest with only his mop of jet black hair showing due, to his face being hidden.

Wolfram could hear the sound of sobbing and suddenly flashes of blue light seemed to pulse all around him. Ribbons of water flew and glided all around. Everything in here seemed so…sad…gloomy…and heartbreaking.

Wolfram knew this was all Yuuri's doing so the best solution to a problem like this was so comfortingly and subtlety assure Yuuri, as well as trying not to startle him and to try to get him to stop crying, so of course what Wolfram did was this:

"Hey, Wimp! Will you just stop crying already!?" The direct approach was always good. No matter what the situation.

The on and off pulsing of the light stopped, and instead became a steady source.

Slowly and uncertainly, Yuuri lifted his head to inspect that familiar voice.

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His eyes met the eyes of the figure in front of him. His jaw dropped. There was Wolfram… standing right in front of him! Was this his imagination? But he hadn't been thinking of Wolfram like this, (all pure and misty looking). He had been remembering the battle and his fiancés bloodied body. Yuuri's unhinged jaw still hung open and his coal black eyes widened like a puppy's. A fly could have peacefully settled in that big mouth.

Calmly as if used to all this, Wolfram walked over to Yuuri and gracefully pushed Yuuri's chin up and closed his hanging mouth. He then stepped back, folded his arms, and angrily stared at his fiancé.

"You're always cheating on me Yuuri!" Wolfram huffed and stared at Yuuri.

Yuuri had not gotten over his initial shock and therefore just stared sombrely.

As if exasperated Wolfram continued, "You're acting all innocent and crying to get all the females to get worried about so that they'll come rushing over. I know you are! Your innocent look doesn't fool me!"

Finally confusion took over Yuuri, "But I…You…aren't you dead…?"

Wolfram moaned crossly, "Even if I am, that doesn't mean that you can start cheating on me without my knowledge and approval." He looked steadily at Yuuri, "And for your information, I am not dead."

Yuuri was mystified as ever but smiling at his typical fiancés reaction and asked, "But you are a ghost in front of me so I suppose you are dead right?"

Wolfram as if explaining to a child slowly spoke, "Look Yuuri, I may seem dead right now, but I won't be for much longer because my soul will reunite with my body which presently is healing its wounds that I got saving you."

Hearing this Yuuri's eyes lit with unsure joy. He did want to believe this but he had never heard of anyone coming back to life. But then, Wolfram was not normal and quite stubborn. Maybe stubborn enough to have cheated death or found a way to live again.

Then he realized the last sentence that Wolfram had said. He had died protecting Yuuri and Yuuri had been very mean to him, he felt very sorry now. But was it too late to make amends?

Was Wolfram angry at him? Did he want an apology? But he didn't seem too mad, since he had said it so casually. Besides if he was going to live again then all could be forgiven right?

Wolfram was going to live again! Yuuri would be able to apologize properly then and… say some other things that he should have before but, only losing it made him realize it's value.

Yuuri was slipping away again a look of silent joy on his face.

"Hey Yuuri," Wolfram was speaking again and that got Yuuri's attention. It was so lovely to hear that stubborn blonde's voice again. He had thought he would never hear it again. He was happy, with all his moments of sorrow washed away with the prospect of seeing Wolfram again.

"Yuuri listen. I need you to do something for me-other then not cheating on me- could you-," His voice cut off. Wolfram didn't want to put Yuuri in danger, but then the Maoh was capable of taking care of himself when he got into sticky situations. His duty to justice and all.

Besides, when Wolfram woke up he could protect the Maoh. He wasn't going to die easily a second time. But wait...the argument. Wolfram kept forgetting about that. No he couldn't ask Yuuri. He would probably have to ask someone else. If Yuuri didn't like him and didn't want to see him then it was best if he left here. He had no right now to be in his mind.

Yuuri saw the obvious contradicting of emotions on Wolfram's face. It looked like Wolfram was about to leave. Over their time together he had gotten quite good at figuring out what they meant. He knew he had to say something.

"Wolfram, listen to me. I didn't get a chance to apologize to you. I want to apologize to you now, thought I am not 100 sure if this is actually real but… I want to tell you that… I miss you. Okay? If there is something you would like me to do then ask. I will do it, just ask. I want to help you live again. I mean if that's possible." Yuuri looked confidently into Wolfram's eyes. He wanted to right his wrong. Confidence flowed in his eyes and something more. Something that Wolfram didn't quite understand and was hesitant to recognize least he be disappointed.

Wolfram felt the authority behind those eyes and the plea to be forgiven and given another chance. Yuuri really was surprising. He seemed to have hidden qualities that surfaced now and then and at times, startled Wolfram.

Wolfram took a breath and while looking down, continued where he had left of. "I was going to ask if…my body. Could… Take my body to the forest nearby here, after 2 days. From what I remember, there should be a clearing there." He looked up with hope in his eyes.

Yuuri smiled at Wolfram. A sweet reassuring smile then spoke, "For you Wolfram, anything." Then Yuuri's eyes closed drowsily and he appeared to go to sleep.

All Wolfram had been able to tell Yuuri was what he had. He wondered: why was Yuuri suddenly going to sleep? Now he was feeling a sudden tug on his arm from outside. And suddenly his hand was pulled off of Yuuri's head.

Wolfram opened his eyes and blinked as his hand was abruptly at his side and not on Yuuri's forehead where he had last put it. Something had happened.

Wolfram quickly turned around on guard, and came face to face with…Shinou.

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Wolfram's face which had been confused over Yuuri just a while ago turned to a deep grimace as he saw who had taken him away from Yuuri. Luckily he was able to control his hot temper as a dose of 'Yuuri' always did the trick. He couldn't be too mean or rude since it was because of Shinou that he was going to able alive again. But could the 'great' Original King at least tell him how to get back into his body. Nooooo.

Wolfram scowled as Shinou smiled.

Shinou chuckled. "Why Wolfram, I would almost think that you're not pleased to see me."

Why the hell should he be pleased? Not trusting himself to speak, Wolfram just closed his eyes and grinded his teeth.

The Original king smiled. "So Wolfram, have you figured out the way to get back into your body?"

Wolfram knew Shinou knew that Wolfram didn't know. He was just being mean.

"No." Wolfram said just one word that held a sufficient amount of anger. Due to his anger he didn't think he could speak in sentences just yet and not say a 'grave' insult.-(don't mind the pun)

Shinou circled Wolfram as if he were a caged bird that knew it was to behave for its master. "Well Wolfram, since I am of such a generous nature," at that Wolfram couldn't help but shoot death glares, but the Original King smoothly ignored him, "and since you are being such a good boy and keeping a grip on that infamous anger of yours, I will give you a hint to the answer you need."

Well that got Wolfram's interest.

"I see that I've got your undivided attention." Shinou seemed to smirk when he said that. "Of course, there will be a price," at which Wolfram opened his mouth to speak but Shinou held up a hand and cut him off continuing, "That I will collect well in the future."

Wolfram was uncertain to agree, but he didn't have much of a choice. This might be his only chance to figure out the way to get into his body.

"Fine I accept and agree." Wolfram looked at Shinou, a bit impatient to get this information which to him may be priceless in his condition.

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Wolfram was now convinced that the Original king had a big 'thing' going for smiling.

Shinou smiled. Again.

"Okay my blond soldier, to enter your own body you must first enter something such as an object or a person. Soon after you must get that object to make contact with your body (preferably somewhere on your face) for your soul to pass through to your body."

Wolfram took that in and committed it to memory. Then he asked, "So I can enter a person as well?"

Wolfram azure eyes (of their own traitorous and betraying accord) turned to look at the sleeping form of Yuuri.

Shinou saw where his eyes traveled and also lay his eyes on the sleeping Yuuri. The Original King seemed to glide over majestically to stand beside the bed where Yuuri lay.

Shinou looked at Yuuri's face then to Wolfram's threatening one and then back to Yuuri's sleeping face. "My, he looks quite innocent when he's asleep." He traced an elegant finger over Yuuri's face and down his jaw line.

Yuuri's features twitched and he released a breath as if feeling the finger touching him.

Wolfram hissed, not caring who he was addressing, "Don't. Touch. Him." He wasn't sure about Yuuri's feeling but he wasn't going to let anyone mess with the double black boy.

Shinou just smiled. This time it seemed as an all-knowing smile. Wolfram despised this new smile as well as all the variety of others. Now the Original king chuckled, "Possessive aren't we?" Shinou teased.

Wolfram had no other option but to glare. Glare dreadfully that is.

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It was getting shady outside since it was late evening, and the sky was getting darker by the minute.

The Original king was standing by the present Moah's bed and staring at him, with a smile slowly spreading over his features. The Blonde Original king moved his hand toward his face.

Shinou kissed two of his fingers slowly, (lovingly even) (SIDE NOTE: index and middle finger, for all you people who like detail) and placed them on Yuuri's lips. It could be considered a very ahem affectionate gesture or an indirect kiss. Wolfram believed the latter.

The Blonde fiancé's eyes were burning daggers. Daggers that were made with jagged sides to inflict maximum pain. If looks could kill, Wolfram would have topped all records and probably roasted and fried the Maoh… Make that deep fried him till he burned.

Wolfram was seething though he tried not to show it-too much. He utterly failed at that.

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The Shinou had counted on this typical jealous-Wolfram reaction. He loved seeing Wolfram like this. It was quite fun. Wolfram did look so much like his (Shinou's) beautiful self, that it was fun to make him play out emotions that Shinou would not be caught dead with.(pun again , I know)

The Original king chuckled. "Don't worry I won't steal him from you… though I could if I wanted to."

Wolfram hands instinctively went for his sword and he realized he didn't have it.

Shinou tut-tuted and looked at Wolfram in mock disapproval. "Really wolfram, you have yet to master you anger."

Wolfram eyes were blazing and he wished Shinou would just leave. Shinou on the other hand wanted to tease the blonde a little more. It was oh so amusing and Shinou didn't get to do it much often.

Shinou bent and brushed his lips on Yuuri's forehead. Yuuri's brows furrowed as if he felt that contact in his sleep.

Wolfram said with barely restrained anger. "Leave. Him. Alone!" To hell with formalities!

Shinou walked over to Wolfram and smiled evilly as he looked at him. Wolfram stared back.

"You know wolfram," Shinou spoke casually; "If you aren't able to go back into you're body you can always come to me."

"I'd rather die then be with you."

"How ironic since you are already dead" Before wolfram could react Shinou bent and planted a kiss on wolfram's cheek.

"Arg..." Wolfram moved back.

Shinou smiled at Wolfram's disgusted look and started to walk away toward a wall. As he walked, he looked back and smiled at wolfram saying, "Goodbye my little Wolfram. I am always waiting…" before he disappeared in mid step.

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Wolfram shrieked in anger. It was childish but whatever. It wasn't like anyone could hear him.

He couldn't even do anything to Shinou since he owned him his life. Oh how ones life can takes such cruel turns.

Once he had calmed down, he walked over to the sleeping Yuuri. He was thinking that even if he woke up, it was unlikely that he would stay mad. He just loved him to much. Yes it would break his heart and yes he might occasionally get majorally angery but…He could never truly stay mad. Not against Yuuri. He didn't really know when he had started loving Yuuri so much but it had just happened. And he had started to hope that maybe Yuuri returned his feelings. All these thoughts were driving him crazy! He had to go out or something.

Wolfram slowly walked out the big doors and walked through the hallways. He realized how much he would miss his home if he really died. This was where he had spent his entire life and in every nook and cranny here was a memory.

Wolfram wondered how his mother was dealing with the loss of her youngest son.

Wolfram walked though the familiar corridors, intent to find out how his beloved mother was. Thinking about his mother, he thought that she looked a lot like him. Like the female version of him that he would never be. Maybe if Wolfram had been a woman then it would have been easier for Yuuri to except him. He… no. Wolfram was a man and either he would be accepted as a man or not accepted at all. He had his man's pride and nothing could take that away.

Before he knew it he had reached his mother's grand private chambers. Even before he reached the door he heard sniffling. His mother had been crying. Wolfram's pace quickened. Here was something he had not thought about. How his mother would react. She was a very happy and joyful person so… for her to be crying and grieving this much was a big thing. Wolfram guessed that this mother did care for him deeply. More deeply then she probably ever showed. He realized that with him being gone (or 'dead') people were actually showing how much he had meant to them. The thought made him smile.

He focused on his hands and opened the door just by a few inches. His mother was sitting on her bed, clutching tightly onto a pillow as if her life depended on it. She was sobbing. Her blond hair so like his own, was not its usual happy bouncy curls but, fell all around her in soft, sad cascading waves.

His mother looked so vulnerable. He felt as if were intruding on a private moment and decided to leave. He went back out hence the way he had come.

Before he left, he heard his mother say something. She was making promises to him as if he were there with her.

"Oh my little wolfram. Come back to your mother..." She wiped tears from her face. She did it very delicately. Miserable or not, she had a certain amount of image to uphold.

"If you do, I promise to never dress you in frilly dresses ever again. I won't even put make-up on you, or buy you red bows." She sobbed. "Please come back."

She started sobbing again, "I promise, no more blue or pink bows…"

Wolfram blushed. Now he felt really bad to see his mother in such a sate but, -- the good thing was that when he came back, he could tell his mom that he was keeping her to her promise. Yes!!!! No more of those repulsive, hideous and foul womanly dresses for him! Freedom!

With a sad thought about his mother(but knowing she would be better when she saw him) but a happy one about his newly appointed freedom from dresses(and bows), Wolfram made his way back to Yuuri's room. He didn't really have much else to do. He still had 2 days left till he could go back into his body.

But,

He was better prepared now. He had a plan. And being his plan it would be flawless. It would be perfect. He was special like that after all.

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And how was the chapter? I totally hoped you liked it. This story is kind of taking more time then I would have liked. Put this up a little late because I had to study for a science test. Also, if people wish for me to write long, lovely and satisfying (and imaginative) chapters, then you are going to have to wait a while. Patience is a virtue after all. I have to think up and type the rest of the story because this is about how much I had done previously.

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