And a new chap is introduced and thus the cycle goes on…

Also to the person who suggested the lycan idea (you know who you are) sorry but I didn't know what it was until I had written the chapter. Maybe your idea will be used later… thanks anyway!

And here is the awaited chapter:

Chapter 8: Shattered Wishes

Alone…

Both Yuuri and Wolfram were now on the upstairs floor of the museum on earth. Alone. They were here at this spot, to view the special exhibit presented.

And, they were utterly alone by themselves.

"Well, I guess we have this floor all to ourselves." Yuuri's dispatched voice came from ahead.

Wolfram looked to the books displayed in the large room. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. Them being alone and all. Though, his heart was beating frantically and telling him that this was his chance to ask Yuuri some things, he had a feeling something big was going to happen.

Silent, both teenage boys walked over to the center of the magnificent room.

"Let's go to those over there." Yuuri pointed to long shelves of books that were further at the back of the space in the room. It reminded Wolfram of the magnificent library they had at Blood Pledge Castle. He wondered what kind of books they would have at this particular library.

As they walked farther into the room, the lights seemed to subtly change.

Wolfram eyed Yuuri and his elegant brows swept down in a frown. "Do you notice the lights dimming?"

Yuuri, who had excellent vision in both light and dark, did not quite notice the difference. "Not really."

"Maybe I'm just imagining it." Wolfram turned his drifting attention to the many books on the shelves. Something here felt odd to him. Something was not right but he didn't know exactly what.

Wolfram fingers and eyes ran over the titles of the books without actually taking anything in. His fair fingers glided over thick and thin volumes as his mind wandered. He had countless things on his mind. He should speak his mind and get over with it, and then he wouldn't have that little voice in his head bugging him to do something.

"Yuuri, are you sure you are completely okay?" Wolfram felt that he had said that line numerous times now but, it was what was most suited to get his message across. A two second pause followed this spoken sentence.

"What do you mean?"

"Well," Wolfram didn't know how to say it, "you've been acting weird for a while"

Yuuri looked at Wolfram, eyes slightly narrowing.

Wolfram was smart and he was catching on to everything… it was time for Yuuri to play dumb… "Like what?"

"You seem… well, different and you never did tell me why you had human blood in you're home."

There was another brief silence. Yuuri did not know how much he should say. How much he was willing to tell. Wolfram wouldn't be fooled for much longer that at least was obvious.

Both boys stood, contemplating there actions in between walls of ancient books with a soothing silence of age surrounding them.

Yuuri started to walk towards Wolfram with a purpose in his smooth stride. Wolfram on impulse, took a step back until his back was against the book shelves and he could go no further. Yuuri walked and stood in front of Wolfram until their chests almost touched and Wolfram was pinned to the wall behind him. There faces were close to each other and they both could feel the others seductive warmth.

"Wolfram, do you really want to know everything?" The voice that came from Yuuri's enticing cherry lips was tantalizing and deeper then usual.

Shivers ran down Wolfram spine as Yuuri's profound voice seeped deep into his very centre. What could Wolfram say? He had been the one who had asked the question in the first place. He wasn't going against his word now. He was a man not a nervous little blushing boy- though at the moment, that was what he felt like. He could feel Yuuri's whispering, lisping gentle breath on the front of his blushing neck and he felt it trickling and trialing down the front of his shirt to his chest. "Y-Yes."

"I think you'll regret asking that then…"

Yuuri bent his head closer to Wolfram and then nuzzled his neck. Warmth erupted at the friction between them. Wolfram was frozen in place and his heart was beating at a rapid speed that beat like echoing drums in his ears. Yuuri could hear Wolfram's heart pumping the luscious blood that pumped with it and called out to him to take it ever so seductively. He wanted to give in to the blood's call. He really wanted to but, some part of him was telling him now was not the best time.

Wolfram was holding his breath, not exactly sure how to react to this situation.

Yuuri was swept up in the tide of Wolfram's charming scented blood. Yuuri's hand moved upward and laced through Wolfram's silky hair, fingers running through it gently. Untangling the loose knots and making Wolfram's head tingle.

"Yuuri?" Wolfram's voice came out as a choked whisper. What exactly was happening?

"Wolfram, you wanted to know right?...I'll show you."

Yuuri's warm mouth moved to the side of Wolfram's neck, right above the jugular vein that furiously pumped blood throughout his body. This was the most vital vein, for if cut or severed; the injured one would have no chance of ever living.

Yuuri's lips kissed Wolfram's porcelain skin slowly, as if savoring the taste.

Wolfram's own hands were hugging Yuuri's back not understanding what else to do. He acutely felt the warm kisses laid on his neck and his whole body was throbbing with the searing warmth of them. All of a sudden, Wolfram felt something sharp brush his neck, almost pricking the skin. This surprised him and in a panicked voice, he called out Yuuri's name.

The panic in Wolfram's voice called back Yuuri from his dazed and lustful state. He let go of Wolfram abruptly, realizing what he had been about to do. He looked ashamed and cast his eyes downward. What had he been about to do? How could he look at Wolfram again, after what he had just done, or had been about to do Yuuri had let go of Wolfram as if Wolfram was on fire or some venomous form of poison… Quickly, Yuuri walked away leaving a bewildered Wolfram behind.

-x-

Wolfram was hurt. What had just happened? Why had Yuuri done that and then left? Wolfram could feel his eyes threatening to tear up. No, he was not going to cry! He had been humiliated but he would not cry. Wolfram kept a stiff upper lip and willed himself to not cry though inside he was threatening to break into millions of pieces, all with jagged edges.

-x-

Yuuri had run off, leaving Wolfram standing disorientated. To the very inner core of his soul he could really play the part of the wimp. When he had come back to his senses and realized what he had been about to do with Wolfram, he almost went crazy. He had been about to drink from Wolfram!! He hadn't even told Wolfram anything (basically his vampirism) and he had been about to take advantage of him!... If only Wolfram wouldn't look so sweet. So appealing. If only he wasn't truly a kind person but some evil sadist being. Then Yuuri could have hated him or at least disliked him! But Wolfram was…Wolfram, and, Yuuri had fallen in love with him.

He hadn't wanted to face the truth but, when the truth shoved its large face into his, it had gotten too hard to ignore. If he hadn't truly loved Wolfram, then he probably would have drunken his body dry. He needed it badly it was true, since lack of Wolfram's blood was what had caused him to loose control in the first place. But, he hadn't wanted to drink from him because he cared so much for Wolfram and didn't want to take any advantage. He wanted Wolfram to offer his blood to him and not have it stolen or taken. What kind of selfish person would he be if he did that? Very, very selfish indeed.

Yuuri struggled with his profound inner turmoil… Both the angel and devil were conversing to him, coaxing him to do one thing or another. He chose neither of them, and instead decided to call his mother.

-x-

Yuuri nervously rubbed his lower lip as was his habit. Mother, gotta call mother. He had to talk to her. She was a vampire like him and she would be the best person to understand his situation. He located the cell phone that his mother had gotten for him to use when ever he visited earth. Of course, he could have used his mental connection to her (they were mother and son) but it would use energy, and energy was not something that was plentiful to him right now. The only one that he would be able to communicate mentally without any use of energy would be his mortal love-the one whose blood called out to him after they had shared blood, thus forming a bond... be he did not have that lover yet…yet…

He wiggled the slim device out of his pocket and pressed the speed dial button. Jennifer insisted he have her on speed dial incase 'anything happened to Yuu-chan and he needed Mama's help'.

Beeeep. Beeeeeep. Two rings and then came then a cheery voice at the other end.

"Hello! Shibuya residence!" The voice radiated the infinite shining power of the sun.

"Mother, Its Yuuri. I need to your advice and I need blood."

Jennifer for once in her life became serious (as much as someone of her caliber could be). Maybe it had something to do with the utterly forbidding voice of her youngest son or her mental link with him that told her that he was not in the mood for her teasing on him and Wolfram that she had been about to do. Her poor son, heartbreak, such a viscous thing on young hearts. She knew she would get to ask him all about it later when he made up with Wolfram so she might as well help him now. She wanted her son happy and she was willing to wait on her teasing.

"This regards Wolfram."

"Of course Yuu-chan, I knew that already."

"Mother, I almost lost control with him, I…" Yuuri didn't finish his sentence but sighed.

"Yuuri, I told you that you need Wolfram's blood. You'll go crazy if you don't."

Yuuri let out a groan of frustration. "But I will have to tell him I'm a vampire to do that."

"So tell him then, I know a boy like Wolfram will understand. You have to trust him."

"I have to get away from Wolfram. I need to get away." He took a breath and lowered his voice, "It's not good for us to be together…"

On the other end of the line Yuuri's mother sighed dramatically. "You always make a big deal out of things Yuu-chan. Mama's telling you. You will have to tell Wolfram that you are a vampire in need of his blood one day, so the sooner the better! Besides," Miko Shibuya's voice got giggly, "I know you like him!"

Instantly Yuuri objected, "I do not!" He said so even though he himself knew it was a complete lie.

"Don't lie Yuu-chan! Mama knows everything. Now, go get Wolfram and come home."

"But Mother, what of something happens! I need more blood."

"Go tell Wolfram your little secret and then ask for his delicious blood!" Jennifer giggled mischievously. "Oh Yuu-chan Mama has to go. The chickens are burning. Remember to trust Wolfram. Bye." With the phone was hung up on the other end and Yuuri stood with the phone still embracing his ear.

He had to go get Wolfram. He would hold his nose if he had to but he would talk to Wolfram and take him back home where he would be safe from himself. It would be awkward with what had passed between them but he would make it work.

Little did ignorant Yuuri know, Wolfram was not where he had been left.

x-x

Wolfram's head throbbed, his body throbbed, but most of all, his hearth throbbed. It throbbed and then threatened to break as if it hung perilously over a high mountain with a thin string as its only life line.

Why did this have to happen? Every thing had been going fine…no no, great but then Yuuri did that and then had walked away from him as if he was something rotten and dirty, something revolting. Was he like that? Once again tears formed and were on the brick of falling but Wolfram's sheer will power kept them at bay.

With a slowly breaking heart and a hazy mind, he decided to find Yuuri and at least find out why he hated him so much. If Yuuri seemed to dislike him so much then perhaps Wolfram should leave. Maybe he should leave Yuuri and then never some back. Would that make Yuuri happy? Maybe make Yuuri want him back? He had tried to please Yuuri and in return asked only to be special to Yuuri but, it seemed that was not going to happen. He would always remain the 'trusting, innocent friend' or maybe not even that.

With a heavy heart Wolfram walked out of the looming shadow of the shelves and walked aimlessly through little rooms until he heard talking. Meaning to walk away from it, he stopped when he recognized it to be Yuuri's. Yuuri was talking to someone. Who could he be talking to at a time like this?

Inquiring, Wolfram walked in that direction. He saw Yuuri with a little metal thing plastered to his ear and it was to that he seemed to be talking to. Yuuri deserved privacy, even is he had broken his heart he was still the Maoh and must be respected. Wolfram's heart wrenched at the sight of Yuuri and he was about to walk away when a few word of Yuuri's caught his ears:

"I have to get away from Wolfram. I need to get away."

It was as is the divine heavens rumbled and mighty lightning struck the earth. (Okay I exaggerated a little there. hehe, but it seemed appropriate. Heh)

Wolfram didn't hear anything after that one sentence. It all became a thundering silence.

That sentence just broke Wolfram's heart all over again and he physically felt the heart break in his chest. It felt as if his heart shattered and sunk to the very bottom of his being. Any hope that heart had on fixing it by itself was gone.

All that pain was going to shatter him. He sprang up and ran on his agile legs, though the ache in his chest almost made it near impossible.

Why did he have to hear it like that!? Why hadn't Yuuri just told him how he felt to his face? Was he going to be the last one to know what everyone else was going to find out first?

He couldn't take it, he just couldn't take it!!

Wolfram ran with his head low and one arm covering his face. He ran almost blindly but there was nearly nobody to see him. He found a door and without caring where it led, he flung the door open and ran out. He just wanted to get out of the stupid building.
Wolfram looked around, vaguely aware of his surroundings. He was in some sort of park it seemed with trees and grass and a few benches but no people around right now. A park…he laughed ironically, a park was supposed to be a joyful place and here he was, in the most grievous of moods.

Drip. A drop of water fell onto his head. Drip.

Why did Yuuri not love him, like him…? He had tried so hard…drip.

Overcome with everything he was feeling, Wolfram walked over to a tree and sat down underneath it with the braches sheltering him. Becoming a makeshift roof over his head. The tree trunk's rough feel on his back felt solidly real and brought him a small comfort from his mind of swirling emotions. It then started to rain. The tree above him kept most of the rain out but drops still managed to find Wolfram and fell on him as if giving him their wet embrace. Acknowledging his existence and caring about it.

Why!!? Why was Yuuri like this? Wolfram's mind screamed and roared though no sound or voice ever escaped his tightly shut lips. Wolfram tugged his legs to his chest and bowed his head over them. His dripping blond hair fell like a damp curtain and hid his face partially from view. Tears finally ran free of his eyes where they had been held prisoner though nobody stood witness. Tears of the sky mingled with his own as if telling him that it knew his sadness. It would cry with him.

So there sat Wolfram, crying, as his heart broke and the rain splashed his body making his hair and cloths stick. Giving him the illusion of a heartrending pure angel. A holy vision underneath the bow of a tree. Under the embracing braches of the tree, Wolfram sat, and cried his crushed heart out.

-x-

And ya… so by now you know that I wasn't able to put in the 'bite' scene in here. That was because the chapter got to long and I just had to divide it (again). Hehe!

It has happened, this fic has gotten more reviews with 7 chaps then my other fic has with 12. Check the other fic out if you will. It's called 'Is Wolfram Really Dead?'

Umm,… well, I give you gratitude for your reviews (if I haven't already told you so) because they are always a great pleasure to read….

Ok, I know I am being very selfish when I write this but, I wish for more reviews please . since I did write a long chapter… right? Ok ok, you don't necessarily have to review but don't you think you'll feel happier if you do? You'll know you have made me smile.

Well, until you read again…Bye! –bite- heh. –bite, bite-heh, heh