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I finally had time to write this chapter. Things at school finally started to die down a bit. I'm not getting that much work. Not sure how long that'll last. I'm guessing I'll be getting more work later on. I usually get a lot of work near the end of each term. I don't know why but teachers love to give a lot of work around that time. I'm also looking for a job so I might start getting busier if I get one. Well, thank you all for being patient. Here is Chapter 5 of All for You. Enjoy.

Chapter 5:

Wolfram's POV:

It's been a while since I arrived in this place. Not sure how many days have passed already. As peaceful as this place may be, it is very boring here. Nothing much to do here except to look at the scenery, listen to the waterfall, and to think. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, mainly about my family and Yuuri.

I've thought about what I'm going to do with my life when or if I ever get back home and what I'm going to do with my engagement to Yuuri. As much as it pains me to say, I think it's best to break the engagement off. Yuuri once said to me, "There are bigger fishes in the sea." I remember yelling at him about how I didn't want to marry a fish and that I wanted to marry him. Supposedly it's a saying on Earth. Yuuri told me that it means that there are better men out there that would be perfect for me and that I just had to find them. I got very angry when he told me that, it hurt so much because I knew he was trying to get rid of me. We didn't talk for a week before Gwendal got fed up with it and forced us to make up and be 'friends' again.

Back then I didn't just want to be 'friends' with Yuuri. I wanted more, I wanted to be his special someone. The person he could show his true feelings to, the person he could love, the person he could trust the most out of everybody. I guess I'll just have to get use to being just friends. I can't force him to like me, especially if he only likes women. There's nothing I can do about his sexual orientation. It's not like people can turn others gay or straight.

I just wish he would forget about what others thought and just love someone for who they are and not what they are. If he can love his friends for whom they are why can't he do that for his fiancé or spouse. Why should gender have any part in who you fall in love with? It's just a few anatomical differences between men and women.

'Wolfram von Bielefeld'

I snap out of my thoughts as I heard someone call my name. It sounded like a woman's voice. "Who's there? Show yourself!" I thought I was alone in this place. I got up from where I was sitting. Instinctively, my right hand reaches towards my left where my sword is suppose to be. I curse under my breath as I remember that I didn't arrive here with a sword. I hear my name again. I look around but I see nothing. I shout again asking who was there. But, still no answer. I stand there listening for a while waiting to hear my name being called again. I stand there for a few minutes. "Who's there? Where are you?" Still no reply, I walk around hoping to bump into the person who called my name. I give up the search after what seems like an hour.

The soldier part of me doesn't let me keep my guard down. But, I don't feel threatened. The voice sounded soothing, there was an almost motherly tone to it. I wait and listen, hoping to hear the voice again. There's a little spark of hope inside me. Maybe I won't be alone in this place anymore. Maybe she will know how to get me out of here. Maybe she'll be able to save me.

Normal POV:

Wolfram had been in a coma for two and a half weeks now. Gisela and Gunter were frantically looking through medical books now, in order to find an answer to why the blonde prince hasn't awakened. As much as it pained them to say, some of the nobles were suggesting they should give up and that the blonde wouldn't awaken. They wanted to just get over this agonizing pain of not knowing whether or not the fiery blonde would wake up. Others wanted to keep trying to find an answer; they didn't want to let their beloved Wolfram go. As much as they all acted like they didn't care for Wolfram, the truth was that they all loved him. He was part of their family. Life wouldn't be the same without their 'spoiled brat'.

The castle's atmosphere was different since the blonde had been brought back. It was usually relaxed and in a way peaceful. Now, the atmosphere was somewhat tense. Everybody was waiting for the news about their prince, whether it was good or bad. It almost seemed like they were all back during the time of the war. The atmosphere reminded the residents of the castle of when they had to wait for the messenger to find out whether their loved ones were alive and safe or dead.

The place was unusually quiet without the random outbursts from the young mazoku. The staff would be constantly keeping their ears open in hopes to hear the blonde's voice throwing accusations at the double black king. Wolfram's soldiers started to slack off in their training hoping that by some chance their captain would come out and reprimand them all and train them till they all passed out from exhaustion.

Cheri lacked her usual ecstatic and carefree personality. Everyone was in shock when she ignored a nobleman that came by in hopes to win her hand in marriage. She had become extremely depressed. To the blonde noblewoman this ordeal was worse than the war with the humans. She seemed to have lost interest in almost everything except for her three sons. She stopped worrying about her appearance, though she still looked stunning even without the make-up and extravagant jewelry. The big-breast mazoku noblewomen started spending most of her time next to her youngest son. Wanting to be the first person Wolfram saw when he woke up, she sat by his bed holding her son's hand. She prayed everyday that he would wake up soon.

Conrad and Gwendal were no worse than their mother. Gwendal was moodier than ever, snapping at people for the littlest of things. Most thought that the gray-haired mazoku was starting to act like his baby brother. Many concluded that subconsciously he was acting like the fiery blonde because he missed him and his 'bratty' ways. The mazoku commander's recent mood swings did seem to slightly cheer up the servants' moods, as it was a temporary replacement for their beloved blonde prince's daily tantrums. Conrad had been getting more depressed by the day. He stopped trying to force a smile and wore that stoic look that usually graced Gwendal's face.

The double black king was stuck in his office signing papers. He had more work since Gunter was spending days on end looking through medical books with his adopted daughter. Gwendal was too distracted to help the young king. Not to mention, Yuuri was too afraid to ask for assistance from the mazoku commander considering his recent mood swings. Conrad didn't have the authority to help him so there wasn't any point of asking him. Though he could use some company. But, the brown-haired soldier wasn't any fun to hang around with since the whole ordeal started.

Lately, Yuuri had been wishing that Wolfram would wake up to keep him company. Wolfram was always there by his side. Now that the fiery blonde was no longer there, Yuuri felt somewhat lonely and depressed. There was an empty feeling that started to grow inside the king. That feeling of loneliness, depression, and emptiness would always poke its ugly head out whenever Yuuri was in his bedroom. He was so use to having the blonde in his bed waiting for him. There was always a warm body next to him as he slept. He always felt safe around the blonde. Without Wolfram by his side, Yuuri felt defenseless and insecure. He couldn't explain why he felt this way. The feeling was way different from how he felt when Conrad had betrayed them. This feeling was more painful.

Yuuri put down the pen and sat there contemplating on whether or not he should pay a visit to his blonde friend. After five minutes of arguing back in forth in his mind, the king decided to go check up on Wolfram's condition. He got up and made his way towards the infirmary.

As Yuuri walked through the halls of Blood Pledge Castle, he noticed the change in the atmosphere. He was too caught up with himself to see how Wolfram's condition had affected the others in the castle. The three maids weren't their usual fangirly selves. They had a somewhat depressed look and were unusually quiet. The cheerful atmosphere the castle use to have was replaced with a gloomy, tense one. Yuuri didn't like it. He didn't like seeing people this depressed.

He smiled at a passing maid in hopes to see her smile back. The maid just gave him a slight glare. Yuuri was shocked; he had no clue why anybody would glare at him. All he was trying to do was cheer things up a bit and people look at him like he was committing some sort of crime. Maybe it was one of those weird mazoku customs again. Maybe he somehow offended her. The more he thought about it the more paranoid he became. Yuuri didn't want to hurt a person that was the last thing he ever want to do. He would have to ask Conrad or Gunter about it later on.

Yuuri arrived at the infirmary. He opened the door. Next to Wolfram's bed stood Gwendal, Conrad, Cheri, Gunter, and Gisela. Yuuri felt uneasy, it was unusual for the five of them to be gathered in the infirmary. It had to be important, but the double black wasn't sure if it was a good thing or bad. "What's going on?" he inquired.

All of them, except Cheri who didn't bother to look away from Wolfram, turned to face the king. All bore a sad expression on their face. Gunter was the first to speak. "Your majesty, we don't think that Lord Wolfram will be…" the silver-haired adviser hesitated, thinking on how to break the news to their king. He diverted his eyes to the ground so he wouldn't have to see the look on the mazoku king's face. "We don't think that Wolfram will ever wake up." Gunter shut is eyes to prevent himself from looking at the king's face. He couldn't bear to see his king look sad or hurt.

The double black king just stood there staring at Gunter in disbelief. He couldn't figure out why his adviser would say such a thing. "Haha, very funny Gunter. You shouldn't say such terrible things. It's not nice."

Gunter opened his eyes but stared at the ground instead of looking at his king. Conrad gave Yuuri a pitied look. "Your maj- I mean Yuuri, Gunter isn't lying." Yuuri looked at Conrad with a blank expression. Yuuri stood there staring at all the occupants of the room. It took a while before it dawn to him that they were all serious. Tears started falling down his face. –This can't be. Wolfram has to wake up. He can't just leave me here all alone. He can't leave all of us. There is no way Wolfram would do that. They're all lying. Wolfram will wake up. He wouldn't just give up like that.

"No, you're wrong," Yuuri whispered, "You're all wrong. Wolfram's stronger than that. YOU'RE ALL WRONG!! HE'LL WAKE UP YOU'LL SEE!" He ran towards the bed that Wolfram was occupying and started shaking the blonde. "WOLFRAM! WAKE UP! PROVE THEM ALL WRONG! WAKE UP! YOU HAVE TO! WHO ELSE IS GOING TO YELL AT ME AND ACCUSE ME OF CHEATING! IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP THEN… THEN I'M BREAKING THE ENGAGEMENT OFF!!" Yuuri continued to shake Wolfram in hopes that he'd wake up. Everyone looked at the king pitying him. Deep down they all wish that their king was right about them being wrong. They all desperately wanted Wolfram to wake up.

Conrad walked up to Yuuri and put his hand on his shoulder. "Yuuri, please stop. He's not going to wake up." Yuuri looked at Conrad like he couldn't comprehend what he was saying. More tears fell from his face. Conrad's heart clenched, it pained him to see his king like this. It hurt him even more to have to say that his baby brother wasn't going to wake up. But, they had to face reality. Wolfram had a very slim chance of ever waking up again. They couldn't keep waiting and spending most of their time trying to find a way to wake him up. The country needed them. Their enemies could take advantage of this situation and attack. As much as they all didn't want to, they had to move on. They had to attend to their duties.

"How can you say that? How can you just give up on him? I thought you were his brother?! We can't give up on him! Wolfram would never give up on us, so we can't give up on him!" Tears were falling from everyone's face and they all had a pained expression. Gwendal spoke up after remaining quiet since the king came into the room, "We never said we were going to give up on him. We just said we didn't think he was going to wake up. We'll continue to try everything we can to wake him up. But, we still have a country to run. We can't continue to make him our top priority. We have to think of the lives of our people." The gray-haired mazoku wiped the tears from his face and stood up straight. He had his usual stoic expression.

"That's right. We'll never give up on Wolfram. That would be unthinkable. Even if he may never wake up, we won't stop trying. We don't know for sure if he'll never wake up," It was Cheri that spoke up this time. She continued to stare at her youngest son. She got up from her seat and bent down to kiss Wolfram on the forehead. "You hear that Wolfram. We'll never give up on you. We love you."

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Finally, I finished Chapter 5. I hoped you enjoyed it. Not sure when I'll be updating. Well, please review.