A/N: Okay i'm sorry but i am steadily losing my attention on this story!!! i am still gonna finish it cuz let's face it even i don't know what'll happen.

Yuuri: Liar!!

Wolfram: You wrote an outline!! Now get back to work!!

me: Yeah yeah i know! *sighs* anyway here chapter 6. the climax!!!!!!! hope you like it!!!

Disclaimer: again....i don't own anything but the OC's.....dammit!!

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Chapter six: ……they had the most……

"Days passed slowly as Furi was locked in his prison. Before he knew it, him and his friends were made to be special guests at the evil king's ceremony. Furi knew he had to act fast to save one of his dearest friends from a horrible fate."

Yuuri sat in the corner of his cell when the door swung open. Two guards picked him up and tied his arms behind his back. They shoved him out the door. "What are you doing?" he asked.

He grimaced. "You're a luck one. For some reason, the king wants you at his wedding."

Yuuri looked forward and saw everyone else was being taken, too. He said nothing when he was continuously forced him to move on.

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Wolfram stood in his room as the maids finished getting him ready. Try as hard as they might, he wasn't talking. He just let them make adjustments as they kept telling him he was lovely, how well the dress made him look and other things. Once they finished, they left him alone to wait.

He didn't bother to look at himself. He wanted nothing more than to run away right then and there; the only thing that made him stay was the thought of Yuuri and the others down in the dungeons. A tear traced its path along his face. "I'm sorry, Yuuri…"

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"Forced to watch the ceremony made Furi furious. That's when his powers started to awaken. Suddenly, he had the strength of a thousand mazoku!"

Yuuri as brought into the chapel at the far end of the castle. He saw Tsumei, dressed in a white suit, standing at the head when they were bunched close together. The dark-haired king turned to the door as it opened a small smile wormed its way on his face as he advanced to them. "My how nice to see all of you. I trust you're as excited about this day as I am."

Yuuri had so many things he wanted to yell at the man but all he managed to do was glare daggers. At the look on the young Maoh's face gave Tsumei an even great sense of satisfaction. "I'm sorry to inconvenience you but your place for the ceremony shall be at the front with us. I want you to be part of the ceremony."

Yuuri had enough. "Where is Wolfram? Answer me, you—"

Tsumei waved a hand. "Ah, ah, ah. You must watch your language in a church, my friend. You will see him soon enough. Show our guest to their place." The two men that had a hold on Yuuri yanked at his arms to move him. Yuuri, enraged struggled against the forceful grip, almost knocked one of them over. He was grabbed again by his hair and forced to look up.

Tsumei tightened his grip making Yuuri release a small yell. "What kind of manners is that? You can sit in the cell of yours for all I care but I need you. Take him away."

Yuuri knelt as he was placed beside the altar. He looked around and saw everyone else beside the wall. A hand forced his head forward just as an axe was positioned under his neck. "A precaution, I assure you. I want to make sure everything goes the way I planned."

Soon, the doors were pulled open and guests from all over made their way to their seats. He could feel their stares burrow into his head from around him. Soon he heard some of the commotion die down and a pair of feet stood in front of him.

The sound of the instruments playing a wedding march met his ears and his stomach soon met the floor. He shifted his head and saw what he thought was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Wolfram, dressed a white wedding gown with long white gloves, carrying a bouquet of white roses, was truly a vision. His trained flowed as he walked down the aisle. Yuuri almost thought he was dead until he caught a more in-depth look at Wolfram's face. He was looking down like he was ashamed or sad. And his eyes… his eyes were red like he had been crying. Yuuri felt a deep sorrow for him. The Wolfram he knew wouldn't have been broken so easily. He also felt a newfound hatred for the man who caused him so much grief.

As Wolfram took his place beside Tsumei his eyes fell to the captive double black. He face widened as his eyes darted from him to the man beside him. "What's he doing here? You said you wouldn't hurt him!"

"So long as you agreed to the whole thing. I'm keeping him close by under special watch should you change your mind and decide to leave," was his answer. He gripped the blond's arm and shoved him forward. "Continue." He told the conductor.

As the priest begins to recite from his book, Yuuri looks on in disbelief. 'Wolfram, you don't have to do this. Run away, please. Save yourself.' He kept looking on with his mind racing.

"…if no one has any objections as to why these shouldn't be wed, speak now-"

"DON'T DO IT!! GET AWAY FROM HIM AND SAVE YOURSELF!!" rang throughout the chapel. Tsumei and Wolfram looked to the side where the source came from. Yuuri panted as he aught both stares. Tsumei made a motion and the axe had found itself pressing even harder to Yuuri's exposed throat.

Wolfram could barely breathe. He looked at Yuuri with tears starting to swell up inside of him. He gave a small sad smile and mouthed a few words that left Yuuri speechless. "Its okay, really. I do this purely for love."

Once Tsumei was satisfied with Yuuri's position, he turned to his original position; Wolfram followed suit.

Yuuri's thoughts echoed over and over. 'Wolfram…why? Why do you do this? I…I can't let you do this. I won't let you do this! Wolfram, I… I-'

In a sudden burst of energy, Yuuri was free. His restraints broke off his wrists; the guards beside him where blown away. He stood up with a bright blue aura strongly pulsating. His hair grew twice its length as he stepped forward.

Tsumei was knocked a few feet from his position. He turned to look at the young man and his astonishing powers. Yuuri picked up a sword from a fallen guard and held it up. The aura quickly faded as he stood between the frozen king and Wolfram. "Listen up! The only one that's gonna marry Wolfram is ME! So you keep your hands off of him!"

Wolfram was stunned. He was somewhat surprised that Yuuri could even tap into his Maoh powers. What really got him was the fact that he could hardly believe what he heard. "Yuuri…"

Tsumei clenched his teeth. He had come so close to achieving his goal he'ld even risked his sanity to get it! He stood up and drew his own sword from its sheath. "You raise a sword to me! Why do you even fight for him? Why do you contastly interfere with my plans?!" He waved his weapon at Yuuri.

"Its because I love him!" In a fast move, Yuuri wrapped an arm around Wolfram and ducked. He trusted his sword up and managed to disarm Tsumei. The disarmed King growled and fell back. "Damn you, boy. I refuse to let an obstacle like you ruin my plans!"

Yuuri grabbed Wolfram's wrist and ran to the others. He picked up a sword and gave it to Wolfram. "Free the others. We need their help."

Wolfram grabbed his arm. "Wait a minute! Did you really mean what you said? Or were you just making up stuff? Are you even you or the Moah?!"

The demon king turned to him. There was the body of the Maoh standing right in front of him. But his eyes were different then normal. They were absolutely contradicting. But the eyes were those of innocence, justice and integrity. Yuuri's eyes.

In a swift motion, Yuuri leaned in and pressed his own lips to Wolfram's. Wolfram was frozen. The feel of the lips that he waited so long for were finally there. Before his conscious mind could respond, Yuuri pulled away.

"I meant it. Free the others, hurry!" Yuuri barely turned to defend himself from a solder delivering an over handed swing. Then another sword came at him from his right. He tried to evade it but the blade slit the skin of his arm. "Come boy! Your opponent is me!" Tsumei yelled.

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"Soon, the wedding ceremony became a battlefield. The group of comrades held their own against the small army attacking them. The same could not be said about Furi. He fought and fought until something happened. The king he was fighting changed."

Wolfram ran to his bothers and cut the ropes free. "Thanks, but how are we supposed to fight without swords?" Gwendal asked. Almost as if asked, soldiers tried to surprise him but he defended himself and knocked them out. "Here!" He took the fallen weapons and tossed them to Yozak and Conrad. All three ran to fight beside Yuuri, as Wolfram untied Murata. Murata picked up a nearby sword and tried to make aim.

Wolfram went to help them but tripped. One of the soldiers Gwendal knocked out was lying in his dress. "Damn this thing!" With a quick slash of his sword, the dress had been cut into a much shorter version than he would have liked. With his newfound advantage, he ran to his friends.

"Looking good there, Lord von Bielefeld. I must say you got a nice pair of legs." Murata laughed.

Wolfram growled in embarrassment. "Now's not the time to be a pervert! We have to find away out of here!"

Gwendal nodded. "Everyone, make sure to stick together. We can beat them if we watch out for each other. Wolfram, you watch out for his Highness."

With a group nod, everyone soon engaged in fights within the church. Soldier after solder fell at the combined strength of the mazoku. They managed to keep them from interfering with Yuuri and Tsumei's fight.

Yuuri could barely hold his own against Tsumei. He huffed as the other man stood a few feet away from him. "Not bad for a kid. But I think it's time I stop playing around!" Soon, he let out low yell and his whole body was encased in a shroud of black. His eyes grew dark and teeth grew larger. "Come at me, boy!"

Yuuri used whatever strength he had left to summon his maryoku. The aura returned and pulsated in a greater fashion. "I do not wish to shed blood. But if I must you leave me no choice! Justice, be done!" The air surrounding them flurried as they clashed.

Everyone stopped and brought their attention to the two kings. Shocked, Wolfram went to run to Yuuri but his elder brothers stood in his way. "What are you doing? We have to help him!"

Conrad looked to him. "Wolfram, stop and think. It's too dangerous for you to go in there. With all this energy pulsating, you'll endanger yourself and Yuuri."

He growled. "I refuse to just stand here and watch! Conrad, we need to get over there."

"And what can we do?! We can't use our maryoku. We would only get in the way," the eldest stated. "We can only watch from here."

Wolfram glared at the kings. "Yuuri…"

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Tsumei looked at Yuuri and smirked. "Look at you. You are no match for me. Once I'm finished here, married or not I'll take that precious fiancé's of yours life."

Yuuri growled. "NO YOU WOOON'T!!!!" He swung his sword again. Tsumei missed the attack and brought his sword up. "Too slow!!"

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The whole room was deathly quiet. Yuuri stood there in disbelief. He couldn't what he was seeing. His eyes were lying to him. A cough echoed through out the church. He knew it was real; he just refused to believe it.

There was a mess of blond hair in his view. Blood seeped down the side of a white wedding dress. Wolfram let out another cough and a trail of blood was left from his mouth to his chin. "I …won't let you *huff* die here. I swore *moan* to protect you."

Tsumei retracted his sword. Blood slowly dripped down the blade. "Now that was a waste. Such a pity."

"Wolfram, no!" Yuuri caught Wolfram as he fell. The bloodstained prince strained to talk. "I told you I would gladly lay down my life—for the sake of love."

Tsumei scoffed. He flung whatever was left on his sword onto Yuuri and Wolfram. "Looks like I when. My sacrifice is complete!" A white light formed a pillar around Tsumei.

Yuuri wiped a crimson blond lock from his face. "Wolfram…" Yozak, was the first to reach the two. "Kakka. His wound looks really bad." The other three looked to him.

"If we don't treat it soon, he could die," Murata observed.

"YOU BASTARD!!" Yuuri stood up, his sword at the ready. Tears formed various paths down his cheeks. "You'll pay that that!!" He ran into the pillar after him.

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A/N: O_o i'm going to hell for that. DUNDUNDUUUUNN!!! Another cliff-hanger! i almost cried writing that!!! but fear not!! i promise a happy ending!!!!!

Wolfram: Why did you write that?!

Me:...........build suspense?

Wolfram: Hmph. I hate you.

Me: I gave you a kiss! be happy about it!

Wolfram: *blush*

Me: *sigh* anyway review to save wolfram!!!