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Chapter 16: Yuuri's POV
I'm on the office that has been assigned to be the doctor's consult, it's on the castle's second floor, near my bedroom. Ever since we got here, at about seven am., Dr. Rodriguez has been interviewing everybody close to Wolfram. Me and Günter were the last ones, because I was kidnapped by Gwendal almost as soon as we got here and was signing documents all day. And Günter... actually I don't know what Günter was doing but I haven't seen him all day, which is really weird, by now he would have hugged me and squealed Heeeeeika at least twice. Anyway, it's already night and I just heard something really disturbing.
"We have to what!?"
"Sleep on the same bed, as you usually do" the doctor responds, in a matter of fact way.
"But Wolf... he doesn't... I mean..." the words are choking on my throat, but how can I sleep with him if he doesn't even know who I am. I could never ask him to!
"The best way to help a person recover his memory, is to keep on doing things as usual. Familiar actions, smells, clothes; everything helps" He's right about that, even I know it. It's on every drama or comedy show on TV. Well, in some comedies you can give someone their memory back by hitting them really hard on the head, so I think I can't really trust the TV can I? On this case, however, I guess I have no choice.
"Okay, I guess. But I won't force him if he doesn't want to" I say sitting back down, I never noticed when I got up. Now that I look more carefully, this armchair really looks like the ones on therapists' offices back home. I wonder where he got it from in this castle.
"That's fine. But remember, he has to wear his usual nightgown too" he adds with a face that tells me he's probably holding back a chuckle.
"Yeah sure..." Well, if things have to be the way they have always been, that nightgown sure has been there all along... "Wait! how do you even know about that?"
"I told him" I turn to the voice at the doorway. I'd like to say I figured, but I still haven't figured out my glasses friend. There he stands, smiling mockingly and covering his eyes with the reflection on his glasses.
"I should've known" I hiss to myself and throw a death glance to Murata.
"Oh come on, you know you miss him on your bed, and I'm sure you miss the freely nightgown too" Okay so now I'm really getting angry... and embarrassed... but angry is more important right now.
"Murata..." I say in a low, threatening voice.
I'm about to jump and punch Murata when I hear Dr. Rodriguez clearing his throat, clearly trying to get our attention. "Okay you two. The important thing now is to get Wolfram-kun better. Next is lord Günter right?" he sure knows how to treat us like pre-school kids.
"Yeah, I'll get him" I say and both the smiling Murata and me, leave the room. I actually have absolutely no idea of where Günter is, so we start walking through random halls that end up leading us to Lady Cheri's garden. From here we can see Wolfram and Conrad talking near the kitchen entrance. They look like they are having a good time. Who knows? this could be an opportunity for those two to straighten their sibling relationship.
"It's getting late Shibuya, don't you have some homework to do?" Murata breaks the silence and looks in the direction Wolfram is. I sigh and let myself fall into a bench near the flowers.
"Great, so how am I supposed to say it to him: Hey Wolf, wanna sleep in my bed? I'll be lucky is he just slaps me" I say it and cover my face with my hands, I feel a headache coming my way.
"I think you already did all the slapping Shibuya." he says and sits beside me.
"Very funny, you know what I mean. I feel like a rapist or something, asking him to sleep with me and wearing THAT of all things" I have no clue as to how Wolfram would react to the nightgown. I mean... if he freaked out a little when I told him we, two men, were engaged, he surely won't be too happy to wear women's clothing.
"You have been sharing a bed for three years now. Besides, I thought you liked THAT thing now" I'm not looking at him, but his voice sounds like he's smirking.
"I do" Shit, I just answered without thinking "I mean... argh! you know what I mean. I'm really hating you right now Murata!" How the hell did I end up with this stupid best friend, I'll never know. He stands up and looks at Wolfram again, he puts both hands behind his back and leans closer to me.
"Be careful not to get lucky tonight, when he recovers his memory he might just kill you" he whispers and takes a few steps away. I'm seriously running out out patience here.
"Stop it Murata!" Last warning, Daikenja and all I can still punch him.
"Oh, but I'm having so much fun" he says and starts to back away.
"That's it, you are so dead!"
I jump out of the bench and start running behind him. For him being a complete zero at most sports, he sure runs fast when someone is chasing him.
We run... and run... and run, until my muscles are sore and running seems just really stupid for some reason. It's actually kind of funny and we both start laughing at some random point. We reach a big tree and Murata lets himself fall to the ground on his back, gasping for air. I do the same thing and we stay there for a few seconds, just trying to recover the ability to breathe. I think we attracted the attention of most people near us. I can hear some maids giggling somewhere.
"You're really annoying, you know that?" I say after I finally feel capable of speaking.
"Maybe I am, you have Shinou to blame for that though" he answer and we break into laughing. We laughs for a good five to ten minutes before finding ourselves lacking air again.
"Now seriously Shibuya, I think you're worrying too much. Just talk to him, deep down he's still the same person" he says, he sounds serious, but I can tell he's still laughing a little inside.
"I know... I just don't want to mess this up. Every time I think he looks cute I see normal Wolfram calling me a cheater inside my head" I know, that was a lot to share, but there's something about being like this with a friend that makes you open up.
"It's not like you can cheat on him with himself" he says with a death serious tone.
"I'm pretty sure he would think I can" I respond in the same manner.
There's a moment of silence before he speaks again.
"Yeah... that's Wolfram all right"
