Hi guys, this is technically a new POV, because this Wolfram is not the actual Wolfram, if you have been paying attention you will know what I mean. So, to avoid confusion, I will be referring to this Wolfram as W, POVwise.

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Chapter 13: W's POV

I am sitting in front of this thing that's called a TV, it seems familiar somehow, but I can't really tell if I've seen one before or not. Everything has been kind of weird since I woke up in Yuuri's arms, about a week ago.

I don't know anything about him, or myself, or anything really, but I like him. He has something about him that makes me trust him. He's really cute too. Mama-san is making lunch in the kitchen and I'm waiting and watching this thing. It's pretty interesting, like a picture book that moves and sounds, or something like that. Yuuri is sleeping now and the other guy... what was his name? Murata. He should be about to get back. Right after we changed clothes he said he had to do something, but that he would be back to have lunch with us. Something about not wanting to miss Mama-san's curry.

I wonder what curry is? A good smell is coming out of the kitchen so I guess we will be fine.

Did I just say we? That's odd... I do that a lot, now that I think about it, maybe I'm some sort of eccentric person who refers to himself in a plural manner? I really don't think anyone would do that though...

I hear a weird noise coming from... apparently the walls. Mama-san dries her hands and heads to the door to open it.

"Ken-chan you're just in time! And you brought Dr. Rodriguez with you!" I hear her scream from the doorway, I wonder who this Dr. Rodriguez is and if I'm supposed to already know him. I probably am.

"Hello there, Wolfram" A man with dark brown skin, eyes and hair greets me. Well, apparently he does know me.

"Yo!" Murata waves at me too, so I say hello to both of them as politely as I can. I have no idea of why, but Murata's presence makes me feel like I should be polite to him. Apparently he is very a important person in my country, but that's not it. When I look at him I see a person who knows something I don't. I know that makes very little sense, since I lost my memory and all, but he is the only one that gives me that impression, out of everybody I have met so far, and all of them know more about me than I do.

"Wolf, dear, would you go wake up Yuuri for me please, his bedroom is on the second floor, the second one to the left" Mama-san asks me and I get up from my seat to go fetch him. I go up the stairs and get a very familiar sensation when I stand outside of what should be Yuuri's bedroom door.

I open it up and see Yuuri lying on his bed, wearing a different set of clothing that the one he had when we arrived. I actually hadn't gotten to see him wearing anything else since we meet. I mean, since this me met him. He always wears black, both for top and bottom, but now he's wearing something that looks much lighter. He has a white shirt with short sleeves and light brown shorts. The shirt is all wrinkled and is showing his stomach and lower back.

He's really muscular, I hadn't noticed so far. His back looks really beautiful, tanned skin, perfect size muscles... I had a bit of a surprise when he told me we were engaged, with both of us being men and all, not that I don't know it happens, I least I have the feeling that it does, but I couldn't figure out why I would like another guy...

My question has just been answered.

His hair is just beautiful, I can't stop looking at it. It's of a black that somehow manages to shine even when it's supposed to be a dark color. His eyes are the same... the have something in them that I can't fully describe... they are... mesmerizing maybe? When I saw then, the first thing I saw that I can remember, I felt like I was getting lost inside of them.

I don't know if the me from before loved this man, and for me, he is just a person I just met. But if I were to fall in love with someone right now, that someone would definitely be him.

I finally gather the strength to wake him up, so I approach the bed and touch his shoulder. "Yuuri. Yuuri it's time for lunch" He just makes some annoyance noises and turns around, he's facing me now. I sit on the bed and try again. But suddenly he grabs my arm and before I know it, I'm lying down next to him.

"Five more minutes" he mutters in his sleep.

I'm about to try and call his name when his arm goes around my waist. He's hugging me like a plush toy. I can feel the blood rushing to my head and before I notice my face is completely red.

"Yuuri... I..."

"Wolf..." he mutters in his sleep again and puts his forehead against my back, I can feel the warmth of his body touching me. A very strange feeling is growing inside of me.

There's a warmth in my heart, I feel joy and something so familiar, so calming; and at the same time there's a little pain in my chest. Something telling me this hug isn't meant to be for me.

But what if is not meant to be for this me! I am here now, so I am getting this hug. Who cares about the old me.

When those thoughts go through my head I feel the pain going away. But I also feel like a little something just died inside of me, no... not died... maybe it just broke... because somehow it's still there.

I get out of the embrace, taking care not to wake Yuuri up, and then I try again. "Yuuri, come on, lunch is ready" I say in a soft tone and his eyes start to open slowly.

"Mmhh... Wolf?" he asks and rubs his left eye. Then, out of nowhere, he stops and fully wakes up.

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." he mutters to himself with a conflicted face.

"What doesn't?" I ask him, leaning down to see him better. He chuckles and puts a hand in my shoulder.

"It's nothing really, just something you did before going to the Bielefeld lands. It may sound stupid, but the pain kept me company while you were gone. It made me feel you were there. Besides, you broke your end of the deal, you were supposed to treat me " he says smiling and with his eyes lost somewhere, or actually nowhere.

"I don't think I understand" I say and he chuckles again.

"It doesn't matter. Let's go have lunch" He takes my hand and leads me out of the room.

I think my heart just skipped a beat right there, when he smiled and took my hand.

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