Chapter 2: "I'll Protect You"

Wolfram was still leaning his head onto Yuuri with such an innocent face and Yuuri's heart was pounding. He thought, was it really worth hurting him? Of course it wasn't, for the black-haired king, it was impossible to say what he felt from the moment he said that to him.

It was stupid, he could have let me go rather than to protect me, and I'm the one to blame. His eyes were fixated at the piece of paper from his hand, but because of anger, he crumpled it until it became a measly ball. He threw the ball of paper to the side and commanded Yosak to take Wolfram to his room. All eyes were on that scorn piece of paper that was a valuable thing for a short while but now, it meant nothing more than a piece of trash lying across the cold floor.

"Yosak, take Wolfram to his room." He commanded as he retrieved to carry Wolfram and handed him to Yosak.

"Yes, your majesty, I will do as you wish." Josak turned his back to them as Yuuri nodded with a concerned expression on his face.

Wolfram stayed in Josak's hand as he carried him through the room where Console had left destroyed.

Conrad went closer to him and gave him a pat on the back as he tried to comfort him. "Yuuri, don't get too upset, I believe we can get through with this, don't loose hope just yet."

"I hope so Conrad, it's just that, I've became so hollow towards him and that doesn't change the fact that he still hates me." Yuuri sighed, looking down to the floor. He thought, does he really hate me? What was the reason Console came here anyway and why did we even meet him?

"I see, according to what I have observed, Wolfram could have been tough sometimes but he could not bear hating you, Your Majesty." Conrad eyed Gwendel by the side; it was as if he sensed something wrong from all of these.

Gwendel's eyebrows were almost touching each other, Conrad noticed that it is unlike him to be so focused on these minor details, but something was bugging him, and he doesn't know what it is.

Yuuri nodded and looked up to his tall, onyx-eyed godfather that was by his side, casting a grateful smile. "Thanks Conrad."

---FLASHBACK---

"So, it was just a mistake after all?" Wolfram's face was emotionless but the signs of pain were painted onto his emerald gaze.

"…" Yuuri could not say a word, in that moment; he was unaware of what he had just spoken.

"It was not fit for me to be with you, I can see you can't feel the same thing I felt, if you just realized it before." His words descend and then ascend with a raging tone, "I just… just… You're stupid Yuuri! If only you didn't come and be the king, I would not be hurt this way!" Wolfram exclaimed, from Yuuri's view, he had reached his last straw of patience. Wolfram cocked his head at the side, the hurt expression finally appeared.

"Wolfram, please, don't…" Yuuri reached out to him and slightly touched his bladed shoulder with his blue jacket clinging to it but Wolfram disregarded the invitation and set his back towards him.

"Don't touch me… I have been hurt by your words so many times, Your Majesty." Wolfram spoke, his head bowed down towards the corridor wall. He waited for him to say something useful, something that would lessen the pain, but if he tried to let him do this, he would suffer much than he ever did.

"I didn't choose to be the king and slap you because you have insulted my mother, it was all for the benefit of the Demon Kingdom, if I can take it all back, I will." Yuuri was being harsh, he knew it but he was killing Wolfram's dignity more than he expected.

"So go home, wimp." Wolfram spoke, calm and gentle, he had enough, it was really not befitting to come this far. He faced him again, anger was initiated as he was about to strike a punch to Yuuri, his fist clenched, fortunately, he didn't.

"…" Yuuri was speechless, why did he say that? Was he really that annoyed to say those things? Does he really want to take it all back? It wasn't his choice but it was his destiny- to be the demon king. It was in his blood, his soul, his other self and yet, he talked as if he was not into this like he was only dragged into doing so.

Wolfram had enough, hearing those words, he has had enough. All this time he had been waiting for Yuuri to do something or feel something about their relationship but he was always been pushed away when that topic was opened.

Wolfram gazed across the marbled floor, feeling the tension getting heavier with every passing second. He was fed up, stalking away as he murmured, "Do what you want, Your Majesty."

Yuuri said nothing more; he did not want to hurt the blond prince again, he had made much trouble than he already has, so he kept his mouth shut. He thought me and my big mouth. The truth was revealed at last, Wolfram always knew it was awfully demeaning to speak about his feelings but he was pushed into doing so.

He stepped back, as a soldier who had made everything possible, he walked away from Yuuri. He left him, in doubt and troubled, he was with him when the pace seemed low, but tonight, he went off and slept on 'his' bed.

Yuuri slept, alone in the big bed he 'used to' share with the spoiled prince who always snored when he sleeps and distracted him whenever he moved around at night. He was lonely and alone, nothingness was there, the empty side of the bed made him bit his lip and cursed himself for ever saying so.

Why am I so stupid? If not for being the demon king, nothing incredible would have happened, in my world, I was just but an ordinary baseball guy. Ordinary… Why? Why? He shouted aloud and buried his hands on the bed as he looked up at the linings upon the ceiling; he was lying, putting a hand on top of his head. I'm such a wimp. He admitted.

When they meet Console…

The day after the argument happened, a majestic prince-like creature set foot on their land and proclaimed an audience with his majesty. He was wearing a green robe and a presentable clothing that can catch one's eye in the middle of a crowd which other kingly tribes would wear. It suited his aquamarine eyes and his golden hair, his skin was flawless and his face was really beautiful. He is really a king of extreme power.

Wolfram still was not talking to him yet, his face was always the same with the bratty expression he always obtain. Yuuri become guilty. Did he really meant that? An urge to talk to his fiancé arouse but at the time he could not do that, their visitor had arrived.

Yuuri greeted Console with the cute Japanese smile that was exciting everyone, it was expected he would come soon knowing that Gwendel already informed them about their meeting. Nobody actually knew why but if Gwendel mentioned it, it was quite important indeed.

Console went out of his adored carriage. He stepped his foot out and saw the demon king at last.

"I assume you're King Yuuri, I'm glad to see you." Console's eyes were heart warming and his voice was kept in a gentle tone.

"I'm glad to finally meet you as well, Console, what brings you here?" the double black demon king asked.

"Oh, I just want to discuss some urgent business in your kingdom." Console answered. A gleaming misfortune was about to happen.

Urgent? What could it be? Hmmpp… maybe they'll export rare delicacies to the kingdom; I hope it will be good enough to eat.

"Your Majesty, I guess we need to prepare a proper place for our guest. Please come inside Your Highness." Gunter suggested presenting the open Castle door to his side.

"Your right, how rude of me to keep you waiting. Let's go in." Yuuri joined Console beside him as they walked the concrete hallway of Blood Pledged Castle.

"No need to worry, Your Majesty." Console assured.

They all went inside, Conrad and the rest were behind them making sure everything will go on smoothly. Wolfram was still, no doubt about it, unhappy about what happened last night but he considered it as a mild misunderstanding and moved on thinking it would be best, after all, he was still his king. Yuuri chatted along with Console and Annissina obliged to entertain him with her invention and so did Lady Cecillie who wanted to own him. All was well until the sun descended from the heavens and darkness ruled the night sky.

"Time flies so quickly." Conrad stated as his onyx eyes gleam from the moon light.

"It's a waste of time to say that Conrart." Wolfram spoke.

"Stop it Wolfram." Gwendel reminded him.

"Yes, it's getting dark out, will you acquire a night with us Console?" Yuuri suggested, they were seated at the dining table.

"Oh, yes, you must Your Highness; we can wrap each other up tonight." Lady Cecellie was having a great desire to seduce him.

"Uh… Mother." Wolfram hissed.

"Okay, Gunter and I will go to the tomb, Ulrike and Your Eminence asked us to be there." Lady Celi stated.

"I almost forgot, let's go now lady Cecillie." Gunter suggested almost dropping the tea tray he was holding.

"Mother, take Dacacos with you." Gwendel suggested.

"I will." Lady Cecillie left with a smile on her face with Gunter tagging along with her.

"I would be glad to." Console's eyes beamed at Yuuri.

A few minutes later, Console's eyes changed into a blue tint, the atmosphere got to them and the wind shattered the stillness of the air.

Everybody stood up astounded by the sight, Console changed into a powerful mazoku, thorny plants appeared and destroyed the ceiling. He chuckles an insignificant laugh and green transparent lights flashed within his hands that looked like his maryoku. They were all startled, his thorny majutsu struck the blonde prince, and then the battle started.

"I'll protect him from now on. I will find the petals no matter what happens. I will…" Yuuri clenched his fist, sealing a promise with himself.

A/N:

Again, thanks so much for hottee39 for beta-ing this fic.

Please do review, what do you think? Please review, it'll greatly help me, at least I'll think I'm not writing for nobody right? Flames will be accepted as well, if there will be any. Thanks so much!