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Chapter 4

Disclaimer- I do not own Kyou Kara Maou… AWWWWWW

The still night was broken by the sound of hurrying footsteps across the corridors of the castle.

I can't believe that Wimp…How can he be so heartless. Wolfram shut his eyes tight, wiping away the uncontrollable tears that flowed endlessly down the Mazoku fair face. Without a clue as to where he would go, Wolfram just continued running. He simply went whereever his legs brought him. He didn't mind where, as long as it was far away from that idiot who had broken his heart over and over again, far to many times for Wolfram to take.

Turning into a corner, he stopped in his tracks, realizing that he had reached his garden.

Even though it wasn't like those beautiful palace gardens with those colorful sweet smelling flowers, it always seemed to have a soothing effect on Wolfram. Just looking at it would have calmed him down and sometimes, to the extent where he felt as if he wasn't really there any more. He felt carefree and separated from the real world, which Wolfram felt had no happy endings what so ever. Why? Because he had experienced it before. All life had to offer was temporary happiness and never- ending suffering.

He squatted down, leaning on one of the trees. He buried his face between his knees as he played back the recent scenario in his mind. It hurt so much.

Yuuri I hate you. I hate you so much.

" Wolfram!!" Yuuri called out. Why does this keep happening? Arghhh! Feeling guilty, Yuuri realized that there was never a moment that he had made Wolfram truly happy. He had never given Wolfram a single happy moment that he would remember for the rest of his life. The times he had put a smile on Wolfram's face were limited; but grief he had caused countless times.

"Yuuri, what are you doing running around the castle at this time of night? Couldn't you sleep?" Conrart asked, shocked to find him still awake.

Yuuri stopped beside Conrart, leaning forward as he tried to catch his breath. Conrart patted him on the back.

"What's wrong, your Highness?" Conrart asked.

"It's Wolfram…" Yuuri mumbled.

Conrart smiled. " I thought so…"

Both of them then sat down on the steps beside the corridor, underneath the moonlight.

"Do you know the garden behind the castle? The one where Wolfram plants his trees"

" How did you know about that garden?" questioned Conrart, sounding surprised.

"I found it while I went searching for Wolfram yesterday. Say Conrart, do you know what kind of fruit he planted?"

"It's called 'Wolfram's wall'."

"Wolframs wall huh.."

"Yes, your highness. Lady Cheri had given him a bag of seeds when she had returned from one of her adventures quite a while ago. Initially, Wolfram had no intention of planting them whatsoever, but not long after you arrived, he somehow started sowing them out of the blue."

"I see…but I still can't quite understand why it's called Wolfram's wall. I mean, didn't it already have a name like, tiger lily or Orchard or something? Come to think of it, wasn't there a flower called Conrart standing tall and beautiful Wolfram? "

Conrart shook his head.

"Here at Shin Makoku, plants don't usually have a specific name. Most of the time, it is the owner gives the name. But as for Wolfram's wall, it was named by Lady Cheri herself."

"Still, its an odd name. I wonder why she chose it. Beautiful Wolfram and Conrart standing tall I can still understand… but Wolframs' wall? What's up with that?"

Conrart grinned.

"I had asked Lady Cheri the very same thing. If I recall correctly, she told me that the plant had an unusual nature of bearing fruit which form would be taken based on the gardener's innermost emotions. You could say that the fruit of Wolfram's wall expressed Wolfram's feelings when he planted them."

"Wow. That is one cool plant. Didn't she give seeds to you and Gwendal as well?"

"I'm afraid not. She did name it Wolfram's wall after all. When Wolfram was young , he used to be very close to Lady Cheri. But as time past, Wolfram opened up less and less to her, as if he had set up a wall around him that seemed to grow until no one could pass through it any longer. And so she bought them, in hopes of tightening the bond between her son and herself. This way she would be able to know how Wolfram felt each day, thinking that she would better understand him."

"The wonders of motherly love…" Yuuri sighed, "Does Wolfram know about this?"

"I don't think so, at least not about its bizarre nature." Conrart asked.

"Hmm…I remembered it looking like a distorted crescent with bumps on it…" Yuuri replied, rubbing his chin, still trying to recall.

" Distorted crescent… or half of a broken heart?"

"Either that's it or I'm just blind." Yuuri joked, softly elbowing Conrart's shoulder.

(Yuuri has got some BADDDDD jokes.) The Maou looked at Conrart's face-He looked serious. Conrart hadn't been kidding about the broken heart matter.

Yuuri stopped smiling.

"Yuuri, You know what that means don't you…"

"Of course I do! I mean its hard to say that I don't..…"

"Wolfram loves you."

"I know that! Its just that…"

"Just that?"

"I don't know how to explain it."

"Don't worry Yuuri, I'm not forcing you." Conrart comforted , flashing that smile.

"I know." The maou replied, smiling back, just not as brightly.

"You're really concerned about Wolfram aren't you, Conrart."

"Yes, after all, he's my brother."

"I really envy him, having his own brother care for him so much, not like mine…" Yuuri grumbled as he remembered the incident where his brother had stolen his sausages from his plate.

"Just like how Wolfram cares for you?"

"How Wolfram… cares.. for me?" Yuuri repeated , He had never thought of it that way. Now , reminiscing back, Yuuri realized how lucky he was, to have someone right there by his side, forever having his back.

"Conrart, Do you think I'm…ungrateful?"

Conrart was surprised by his question. Then, he smiled,

"Why don't you ask Wolfram?"

There was silence for a moment.

"Maybe I will." Yuuri finally replied, standing up.

"Thanks Conrart, for listening." The Maou grinned.

Conrart just smiled, as he watched him disappear.

Running as fast as his legs could carry him, Yuuri headed towards the only place he could think of, the garden behind the castle.

Just as Yuuri had expected, he saw a figure, squatted and leaned on a tree. He gazed in awe at the prince, with waving , blond hair shimmering in the dark. His skin was as flawless as ever, but his eyes cried out in anguish. The blonde's beauty intensified under the moonlight and Wolfram looked like a distressed princess.

"I know you're there Yuuri… Just leave me alone ok?" Wolfram said, without turning his head.

Yuuri, being stubborn as always, ignored his request and sat down beside him.

"Wolfram, do you think I'm ungrateful?"

To be continued