Genuine- some words need not be said to be known they're spoken.
Chapter 6: Unspoken II
Yuuri panicked. All of a sudden Wolfram started crying, and he had rarely seen Wolfram cry. What had happened?
"Wolfram? Talk to me! What's wrong? Are you hurt anywhere?" Yuuri did not know what to do but drop in a heap beside him. His hands clammy as he clutched Wolfram's cold ones.
Wolfram opened his mouth again, seeming to say alot of things, but nothing came out.
Yuuri tried to decipher what Wolfram was saying, but only made out an endless amount of 'yuuris' being repeated many times.
"Oh god, yes I'm here! What do you want to tell me? Please... Wolfram...I'm here!"
Yuuri could not bear to see Wolfram suffering an longer. He reached out for his face and swiped away the endless tears rolling down his cheeks.
Wolfram seemed to calm down as Yuuri repeatedly stroked his face, his mouth no longer moving in a frenzy and his breath more even and sure.
'I...' he mouthed, 'can-not-speak-any-more. Voice-gone...'
Yuuri took a long while to register what Wolfram had just told him and his face paled. "Oh! Oh! Wolfram! How can this happen to you? If only I was more alert that night! Oh my god. I'm going to call Gisela now... She would be able to do something... I'm sure." Before Wolfram could mouth another word, Yuuri dashed off in a frenzy, heading to where Gisela might be.
As he ran, Yuuri prayed with all his heart that Wolfram's condition will be something that would heal over time. A Wolfram without his boisterous voice was just not the Wolfram he knows and cared for. And the look on Wolfram's face when he struggled to talk… Yuuri wished that he would never see that look on the boy's face again. He was reminded of how frail Wolfram actually was and it pained him more than he could ever imagine.
Wolfram could only watch Yuuri ran out of the room. He cannot believe that he could not talk. What if I can never talk in my life again? Ominous thoughts haunt his mind as he grew cold with fear. He wished for Yuuri again, to hold his hand and be there beside him. Yuuri…. Yuuri… Now, injured and useless, he felt all purpose in his life lost. He could protect Yuuri when he was well again, but he'll never be able to be a proper guard if he's imperfect. Even my place as his knight might be threatened… What's the use of me then? Would I even be able to help him out then? With this voiceless body of mine, there is little I can do, say and command.
As Yuuri returned, still frenzy, with Gisela hot on his heels, Wolfram wondered if he would be better off dead than alive. The least he could do for Yuuri is to not bring him any trouble. Their king was already as kind as no one can be, and Wolfram knew that with Yuuri, his life would never be forsaken. He would be pampered by Yuuri, who would be too guilt stricken to deny Wolfram of anything. Was he to request their wedding to be held tomorrow, Wolfram knew that the foolish king would agree, just to make him feel a little bit better. All the more Wolfram felt that he is just a burden now.
It has been a few days since Wolfram has awaken. And unlike any other day, the king has been occupied with Wolfram these few days, tending to all his needs and care, heeding to all his willful commands gleefully. And today, the king has decided to take Wolfram out for some fresh air in the garden.
"Isn't it great that Gisela brought forth such good news yesterday?" Yuuri chirped as he linked his arm with Wolfram. "Your voice will be back in time."
Wolfram merely nod.
Yuuri, unsatisfied by the lack of enthusiasm, decided to try again. "I love taking a walk in the garden. Don't you?"
Yet another nod.
"..." Yuuri sighed. Wolfram has been down and low for a few days now. And Yuuri has tried every way he could think of to cheer him up. He missed the blonde's prideful smiles and his cute chatter, with the occasional "wimp!" from him everytime he did wrong. But now Wolfram was just low and depressed. Yuuri understood how Wolfram must be feeling, but thought that the blonde would revert back to normal soon. Once, he even caught Wolfram sobbing silently in his room late at night. It pained him so much to see those tears glistening from his emerald eyes, with his arms wrapped tightly around himself, like a fragile animal. It was so unlike Wolfram.
Yuuri sighed. "Why don't we take a seat here? The view is nice." He plopped down on the soft grass, pulling Wolfram down with him. Wolfram, surprised by the sudden pull, fell onto Yuuri's lap instead. However, instead of pushing him away like usual, Wolfram felt the arms around him tightened. Wolfram contemplated moving away as they sat in awkward silence, but could not find the heart to do so.
"You know Wolfram, I've been thinking these few days…" The voice behind Wolfram's back sounded warm and close, echoing into his heart like every other word he had said. The voice paused suddenly, trying to figure out whether he should continue or not, when it begin again.
"I've been thinking… about... you know… (us)" The last word came out as a mere muffle and Yuuri found himself blushing madly. "No! Don't look at me now!" He duck his faming face into Wolfram's back, shielding himself from the heated and puzzled gaze of the blonde.
When Wolfram finally turned back, Yuuri found the courage to continue again. "About us… I've been thinking…" /Breathes/ "That… maybeitispossibleafterall."
Gaah! I've said it!
Wolfram could not believe what he had just heard. That short sentence, muffled as it may be, rang loud and clear in his mind. Why? Why now? Why the sudden change of heart?
Wolfram knew that his fear has come true. Yuuri was feeling sympathetic towards him. Thinking that being together with him is the only way to repent for the wounds he had suffered. He had never felt anymore humiliated in his life. His deepest, most sincere feelings, was reciprocated by Yuuri's silly misunderstood ones. Yuuri was too kind for his own good and was always making sacrifices. This must be a mistake of his. Yuuri would regret it in the future.
But all of those thoughts were lost when Wolfram saw the look on Yuuri's face.
Yuuri flushed beet red all the way to the tip of his ears, and the arms around him were trembling ever so slightly. The large black orbs stared straight into his, sincerity and innocence pouring through. The pinkish lips of his quivering, reflecting his state of nervousness and anxiety. But Wolfram could see no regret.
So he did what he knew he should never do.
He kissed him.
Before he could stop himself, Wolfram captured the soft lips on his and he was lost. He knew that when temptation was there he had to resist, but how can he resist when the object of temptation so openly wanted him for once in his life? He couldn't ever reject Yuuri.
Gentle. Soft. Kind. Yuuri could only decipher those feelings in the kiss. He was shocked. His eyes widened for a moment, before an unbelievable sense of euphoria overwhelmed him. He was happy, happy that Wolfram kissed him, happy that Wolfram did not reject him, but most of all, happy that Wolfram was in his arms. But…
As their lips met for a second time, they both felt the sudden urge for more, that this was not enough. Soft pleading kisses become rough dominating ones as both of the struggled to find some sort of relief. The soft grass became their nest as their newfound passion sprung forth, embracing the couple. Yuuri felt his back hit the ground and gasped when he felt a lick on his lips. His tongue! Yuuri blushed madly again, embarrassed yet excited at the same time. He felt a soft nudge on his lips, prying them open, and Wolfram's tongue met his in a knot. Yuuri let out a moan as the foreign object explored his own cavern, sending a shiver down his spine. What's this? What is this weird feeling? He let out a small shriek when he felt Wolfram nip at his lip. Heat started to travel towards south and Yuuri did not know whether he was comfortable going at such a quick pace.
Are we going to do what I think we're going to do? Here? Now? Huh? Oh my God! What should I do? What should I do?
Wolfram felt Yuuri's lips froze and panicked. Was it something that I had done? Did he change his mind now? Is he disgusted? Half of Wolfram predicted that Yuuri would not be so willing to accept their relationship so easily, and the other half was wishing that they could just continue. He pulled away to look at Yuuri. Lips red and puffy, Yuuri was the epitome of cuteness, and it took all of Wolfram to not attack him there and then. But then he noticed the glisten of moisture around his eyes and knew that it was the end of his fantasy.
"Ah… It's not that… I don't know… W-wolfram… Look at me…" Yuuri could see the blatant look of hurt on Wolfram's face no matter how hard the blonde tried to mask it. Yuuri reached forward to grasp his hands and waited for the blonde to respond. "It's not that I didn't like it… but it was so fast… I didn't know what to feel… this is all so new. And you're a… a… boy! Please… give me some time…" Wolfram cringed. He knew that Yuuri could never be truly happy as long as he is a boy. He broke free of his caged hands and stood up, startling Yuuri.
"Wolf… I… I really… don't wish to hurt you… anymore…"
The blonde merely gave him a look of exasperation and moved his mouth, but no words came out. Of course! How can I ever forget? I'm a mute now!
But there were three words that Yuuri caught.
I-love-you.
He knew what he was doing to Wolfram is hurting him. How could he be so selfish? Wolfram had been suffering so much all these times and yet, Yuuri was being a girl about a kiss. How shallow. How unwillingly his own heart was to open up to him. How he wish he could just tell him that he love him too, but those words just refuse to come out. However, he knew the one thing that would convince Wolfram.
Wolfram felt strong arms from behind him. And the words that follow were enough to tell him that he cared.
"My heart, my soul, my body, I'll give them to you because…"
The following words never came. But it was enough. Wolfram did not care about words unsaid, but more about the feelings shown. Even though Yuuri might not be truly ready to fall in love, Wolfram knew that for now, no one can take away his place in Yuuri's heart.
hey folks! i tried my best in this chapter to phrase out the kiss scene, hoped it didnt disappoint you guys! o(.)o
before you ask me, i would like to clarify that wolfram is not sure of yuuri's feelings yet but thought that it's enough for yuuri to feel so much for him. to him, it can be said that there's a big improvement in their relationship so i guess he's willing to do anything for yuuri. yay! of course, there'll be more plot movement but for noow i would like to take it slow and tone down the evil in the plot for a few chapters. the next few will (probably) be centered around the boys. so for those who wished to see more yuuram action, REJOICE!
thanks for all the wonderful reviews and i hope that you'll continue to support my stories!
with love,
July's Fantasies
THIS IS MY PERSONAL PROBLEM THAT I HOPE THAT MY READERS WOULD HELP ME COME UP WITH A SOLUTION!
I'm currently in a 'it's complicated' relationship with a friend. (mind you i come from a girl's school...) And now my friendship with her is strained because of the awkwardness between us. She suddenly avoided me on an overseas school trip because apparantly i was too close to her. And now, she has successfully avoided me for half a year. But the problem is, i really like her (slightly more than a friend. i'm sorry..) and wish to reconcile. But how do i do so? And i'm content to be able to talk to her again if i could. But my friends have been telling me to forget about her and the thing is i'm always impatient and desperate to talk to her. So now, we're only able to communicate through SMSes via phone. How pathetic is that? From close friends to sms buddies. i feel like i'm not being cared enough by her, but she says that she cares more than i think. Should i trust her? When she took no iniatiative to talk to me and try to patch things up? (Mind you, i did try to patch things up but failed...) So what should i do? Is this friendship even worth keeping? I'm really confused. (For a moment i though i sounded like Yuuri... which i probably am just that i'm the one doing the chasing... while the other is running away... so maybe i'm a wolfram... i'm really lost.) But i'm definitely NOT a lesbian so i'm really confused as to what i want myself. So to my dear readers whom i've trusted my problems with, what do you think i should do if you were me? please give me your honest advice and i'll take it.
Thanks and forever indebted,
July's fantasies...