Give Wolfram Back To Me

by mycah0taku

While Yuuri was on Earth, his fiance was kidnapped. With Greta as the only one who saw the face of the man, will they be able to find him? What if the one who kidnapped the prince is just ordered by someone? Will Yuuri finally realize his feelings and risk everything to bring back his fiance? Will Wolfram fall for his kidnapper? This is my first fanfic so dont be too hard on me.

26. Chapter 26

Give Wolfram Back To Me

A Kyou Kara Maoh Fanfiction.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot. Otherwise, this wouldn't be a fanfiction.

All rights belong to Tomo Takabayashi, Temari Matsumoto, and Studio Deen

Chapter 26

Damian's POV

One down... Many to go!

When Wolfram pulled away slightly from him mother's embrace, he looked at me and nodded. I got the cue.

I flipped the diary to the next entry. It's for Gwendal von Voltaire... his Big brother, the first son.

I cleared my throat to get their attention and then looked intently at Gwendal. Looks like he understood that the next is for him, he gulp and took a deep breath. Then he nodded for me to start.

"The Lord of the Voltaire Lands," everyone's eyes were on Gwendal now, looking at him with concern. "The first son of the 26th Maou of Shin Makoku, Chief-of-State, and many more, Lord Gwendal von Voltaire... My Big Brother.

He has sapphire blue eyes and long gray hair that is tied in a neat pony tail. His body built in big and bulky... His muscles are obvious even if he's wearing his thick green military uniform. He is actually good looking as well and many already tried to win his heart but none actually succeeded.

When I was very young, I can still remember him knitting so many stuffed toys for me to play with even if there is no occasion. He would also play with me and my little big brother, Conrad," Conrad's eyes widen for a moment, he was shocked to hear that his little brother still considers him as a brother as from what he heard from Prince Damian who is reading the diary.

"Our favorite game was Hide 'n seek! And whenever Aniue was 'it'... he always loose because he can never find me. I was very good in hiding. He would often say 'I give up. You win. Will you come out now?'... Although most of the time he would find little big brother, and they would go look for me together, they still cant find me.

Why? Because I don't stay in one place. And that's my secret. Whenever they check on a certain place, they would never go back there and check again.

Big Brother would always tuck me to bed and read me bedtime stories or stories he just made up. Sometimes, when I'm scared, he would sleep beside me saying that he'll scare the monster away. Little big brother does that too, sometimes both of them would sleep in my room. It's like a slumber party among us siblings.

Aniue always accompany me and little big brother when we sneak into the kitchen to steal cookies and other snacks. Then we would go to my room and eat the snack there while we play with my toys.

They also help me escape from my nanny. I don't really like her. She's to strict, she never let me do anything. Even playing with wooded sword is deadly in her opinion. Both of my brothers were also very protective of me. I always feel safe when they're around me.

I used to be so happy even though my mom isn't always around. (Lady Celie winced when she heard this part)

But then Big Brother started to have duties of his own and he too never spend time with me anymore. I was so used having him around me, so I always go to him when he is doing his work. I would watch him while he train his soldiers... I would sit on one of the chairs inside his office and watch him put his signature on papers over and over again.

But then, as time goes by, it would get more and more often that he would ask me to leave him alone, he would tell me that I'm bothering him. I got sad. But then, I never bothered him to work anymore after that. We only see each other when we are at the dining room or when we pass each other in the hallways.

I started to be formal to him as well a little later on. It's like I'm not familiar with him anymore. It's like there's so much distance between us, like he's so far away, so out of reach. But he doesn't care. He won't even give me a second glance.

He never really paid attention to me until I finally earn suitors... a lot of suitors. He would always chase them away, threatening them to bury them so deep underground that it would take a thousand earth wielders to get them out again.

Big brother is a very good soldier. He is very good in wielding swords and his control over his earth maryoku is also very strong. He is also very smart that he became one of the tacticians of the kingdom.

The way he carry himself, with dignity and authority... I really admire him and I really look up to him. Big brother is so cool! He can handle complicated situations in the country and he is very efficient and organized in his work. He would always control his temper and not explode when something come up.

Then, I started attending military school and that caught a tiny bit of Aniue's attention. When he heard I was entering military school, he called me to his office immediately. He cancelled all of his appointments and all my private lessons with Gunter and Julia.

I arrive there to find a stack of books about military and stuffs. The whole day, we were cooped in there, our meals were brought for us. It was very hard just doing lessons the whole day and keeping all of those in my mind. But I have to, Gwendal would sometimes ask a question out of the blue and I have to answer it with all of my knowledge. Then after that, he also sparred with me and trained my maryoku.

I kept up with his strict and harsh way of 'teaching' because he finally paid attention and actually spent time with me! I was overjoyed! When I entered the military school, I always do my best and as a result to that, I was always the top. The school even let me skip a year because of my skills and wit.

I always do my best, maintaining my position as rank 1, hoping that Aniue would praise me, give me encouragement... but shockingly, not even a smile, complement, or acknowledgement came from him. it ws really let down. I almost quit school in my last year after that. He never even realized that I was doing this for him to be proud of me.

But then I said to myself that Aniue just wants me to keep doing my best and get contented. So, my determination fired up again. Even when I graduated and got my own army, I still do my best, trying to prove myself to Big brother.

But then, all he noticed are my flaws, my faults... he never seem to notice my achievements. When he scold me for something I did wrong, I imprint it in my mind so that I wont do it again and to do it exactly as he says. But, when I do, he would find another flaw.

I would wish that sometimes he would hold back from saying harsh words to me. Sometimes, I would wish that he would remember that I'm still his little brother, can't he take that into a little consideration? But of course, I never voiced it out loud. I endured all of his harsh words.

Even if he tell me that I was so weak... that I'm unworthy of being a captain... unworthy of serving the kingdom as a soldier... that I'm a brat... that I too full of myself... that I'm so careless... that I'm stupid... that I'm not a fighter... that I'm not disciplined... that I'm rash... I'm repulsive and violent... that I always let my emotion take hold of me.

And whenever he would dismiss me from his office after scolding me, I would walk casually towards my room as if nothing happen, my face blank. But after I close the doors and lock it, I would lean back on the door and the tears I've been holding back from hearing harsh words from my own brother would start spilling. The neutral face that I masked my real emotions with not just a little while ago will melt faster than ice in the middle of fire. I would lift my hands to cover my mouth, muffling the sobs that would come out.

Then I would slowly make my way towards my bed. I would kick my boots of and climb on. I would bury my face on my pillows to muffle my sobs, sniffs, and others sounds I make when I cry, I even scream out of sadness and frustration sometimes when he scolded me really harsh. I will cry hard... I will cry until I cried myself to sleep.

When I woud wake up in the morning, I would cast healing maryoku on my eyes so that it won't be puffy... so no one would ever know. I learned how to use healing maryoku under my studies with Lady Julia. Then, I would ready myself like any other day.

No one can know...'He' can't know that I cry because of his scolding. Crying is a weakness in his eyes. I don't want to appear weak in front of him. He would just look at me with disappointment. I'm forced to fake every emotion I show him since i would always remember the words he tell me whenever he would scold me. I would always feel sad and put on a mask... sometimes, brattiness... sometimes, anger or so what ever.

But there was one scolding that I would never forget in my entire life. I was actually training with my men when Anissina suddenly appeared and rushed to the court yard. She said that I needed to try her newly invented 'potion' that makes hair long. She calls it 'make-your-hair-longer-kun. She said that since Aniue and Gunter both already have long hairs, he would try it to someone who has short one and to someone who will look nice in a long hair as well. She actually chose me.

I declined and said that i need to continue in training my men. I unsheathed my sword and I was about to face my soldiers once more but she grabbed my arm. I panicked knowing that she will drag me towards her laboratory. So before she can even take another step, I harshly yanked my arm from her grip. But I lost my balance and fell on my side. But the thing that got it worse was that the sword I was holding made a long deep cut on my right thigh. The wound was so deep, it was bleeding bad.

Anissina was frozen shocked. One of my soldiers, Seth, my second-in-command actually, went to my side and carried me bridal style to the infirmary as fast as he could. I actually wanted to protest but I'm pretty sure that I won't even be able to stand up from my wound, much less walk so I let him. My third-in-command on the other hand reported this to my brothers and Gunter.

When Julia healed my wound, I was sent to my bedroom to rest. Seth still accompanied me to my room. When I got there, he left and told me that her would continue to train the soldiers. Right after he left, my brothers, Gunter came in.

Gunter was all like 'his highness must always be careful around swords and weapons... and most certainly around Anissina.' Conrad was asking me if I was really alright now and if it still hurts. Gwendal on the other hand was silent. I actually thought that he would leave without saying a word. But then, he told Conrad and Gunter to leave him and me alone.

When they did, Gwendal started scolding me again. saying things like it's humiliating to be wounded by a weapon I hold myself, especially in front of my own soldiers. Saying how clumsy I am to trip, loose balance and fall on my sword. I was actually about to remind him that it was Anissina's fault but he kept going and going, not letting me interrupt. Saying that right now, my soldiers are surely laughing at me and other stuffs I don't care about.

Then he said... those words that pierced my heart that day, "That was so humiliating Wolfram! What would people say! Your brothers, Me and Conrad, are very respectable soldiers of Shin Makoku while you are a clumsy brat! I wish you were never my brother..." then he left the room, closing the door with a loud bang.

It actually took a while for his words to sink in. I wish you were never my brother... My tears started spilling again. My eyes are wide, not blinking... I was still in shock. When I finally digested the whole happening, I said to no one particularly... actually I replied to his last statement. "It's alright... you never were."

And I started sobbing and I buried my face into the pillow once more. I didn't come out of my room two days after that, my meals just being brought to me. When i finally did come out, I just resumed my duties but I avoided Aniue as much as I could. When there is no choice but to face him, like reports or in the dining table, I keep my talking to a minimum. Just saying what is required. Making things quick and short.

But it seems that he just acts like usual... like he never said that he never wanted me as his brother. Was he that cold and insensitive? Did he really not know the gravity of his words? How harsh it was for me?

From that moment, I realized that my brother never really cared on what he says to me. As long as it's what right in his mind, not matter how harsh. He's talking to me as if I'm just another soldier that is not related to him... someone who he doesn't have any emotional attachment with.

It really hurt. So much. But I endured it. Well, since I chose to be a soldier... I will just continue being one, not caring anymore if it pleases my brother or not. Not hoping anymore for praises or encouragements. I never, not even once, let myself think that my brother that I look up to so much will tell me one day that he is so proud of me.

I just brace myself for all the scolding that he will give me. For all the harsh and insensitive words he will throw at me. I made my heart cold and uncaring from his words... because I need it to be like that.

But still, there is a small part of my heart that can never ignore it. That will still continue to hurt no matter how much I tell myself to not care. And I can't change that. I know i can't, but I do wish i could. So that it won't hurt anymore.

But of course, deep within me... a small part of me still believes that my brother did and still do care for me... still love me. Because even after all those words that he throw at my face, I still care for him so much.

Sometimes in my sleep, i would dream about him walking towards me one day saying tat he's sorry for all those things he said to me... that he only said that to me to make me stronger... that he was always so proud of me even from the start. That I've lived and even surpassed his expectations. And then he would just spend time with me the whole day forgetting about all his duties for once and making time to be with me.

And I wish this dream would come true. Because it hurts every time I wake up from a very pleasant dream like that... it's torture, knowing it never really happened.

Please know that I'll always care for you and love you big brother. I wish that one day, you would be proud of me. I love you so much, Aniue." Wow, the gravity of emotions from reading directly from the diary is very much different from just hearing from his big brother, Adan. He actually thought that Adan was exaggerating ,but heck! He was not even close! It so much worse when read straight from the diary!

He wipe his tears once more. And so did the others in the room. Wolfram is fidgeting on the last button of his suit nervously while his mother's arms are still around him. Damian actually didn't realize that Gwendal stood up from his seat until he is already at Wolfram's side.

Lady Celie pulled away from Wolfram and made way for Gwendal. She sat on the chair Gwendal just stood up from. Wolfram was hesitant to look up... but he still did. Then Gwendal hugged him. He hugged him so tight while tears are spilling.

"I'm so sorry, Wolf... I'm so sorry." Gwendal started sobbing, and so is Wolfram. Wolfram hugged back and held on tightly for dear life. "I never meant to be so insensitive towards you. I know what I did was unforgivable... After all those things I said to you. I never do have the right to call myself your brother now."

"I'm really so sorry. I know that when we were still young, I promised you that I will protect you... from any harm. I won't let you get hurt. Oh! But I broke my promise... I'm actually even the one who was hurting you. I said so many harsh words and made you feel unworthy.

I'm so sorry if to you it looks like I only notice your flaws... I'm so sorry if you feel like I'm not proud of you... I'm so sorry for making you feel that you have to try harder than you already are... I'm sorry for never acknowledging your achievements...I never meant to ignore your achievements, Wolf...

I just thought that it's only natural for you to be always rank 1 in school. After all, your always best in the things you do especially when you really put your mind into it. You're very smart and very talented that I never find it odd any more... it's like a natural occurrence to me that your at the top. You always give it your best. You are not worthless... you are so special, Wolf... You are so much more than what I can ever be.

And please, I know I made you feel this way bur please... don't ever think that I'm not proud of you... Because I am... I always am. I've been proud of you even before you decided going to military school... even before I started having duties... I've always been so proud of you.

You are so strong, Wolf. And you are so understanding as well. I'm proud of you because of that. You never complain why mother don't have time for you back then... and when I started having duties myself... you never pester me on spending time with you especially when I'm very busy. You will just sit in a place where you can see me and watch me as I do my work.

I know you felt lonely especially when Conrad had earned duties too... and you always just watch us from afar. It hurt me... it really did. I wanted you to play, to have fun, to sneak in the kitchen to steal snacks, to catch butterflies in the garden... to play with the other kids, children of the servants. I want you to have some childhood and not just watch us as we work, stressing and pushing ourselves to the limit.

You were never a hindrance or a bother when we work... in fact, your actually a great help. You bring us coffee, tea, water or something to eat while we work... you would cheer us up when were feeling down and the stress in getting us. You would always remind us with your sweet and innocent smile that every stress we undertake is worth it.

And please don't say that i have a great control over my feelings. I don't, Wolf... and that's why I was able to say those awful words to you that you don't even deserve. Letting out my stress to you. Actually, you are the one who has great control over your feelings.

It's a nature to fire wielders to have poor control over their emotions... for a fire wielder, your control is definitely better than most. And if I were in your position, if I were the one who felt all what your feeling, experience all you did... I would have exploded and ranted and complained and more...

It hurt so much to know that you've been just crying by yourself silently in your room and crying yourself to sleep. I never wanted that for you. No brother would ever want that.

and I don't spend time with you because I thought, since you already grown up, you would be embarrass if I were still to fawn over you. That you would just be annoyed from the attention." Gwendal was interrupted by Wolfram whose voice was muffled from his Aniue's chest... they could still hear and understand the words he said though.

"Baka! Baka, baka, baka!" Wolfram started hitting Gwendal... but not strong enough to hurt. Then he held no Gwendal's sleeves so tightly and looked up.

"Who ever told you that I don't want you to spend time with me?! Who ever told you I don't want your attention?! I never said that... That's actually all I want from you..." Wolfram said between sobs and buried himself to his brother's chest.

"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry, Wolf... I know that what i did was unforgivable...no excuse can ever be enough, especially that I'm your big brother... I'm so sorry... If you can forgive me... even if it's not now... I-" Wolfram cut Gwendal off.

"Don't say that... Because I already forgave you for what you did and said... I always do. I can never stay mad at you for so long. Your my Aniue... I look up to you so much." Wolfram said, muffled.

Gwendal was shocked. he was not expecting that reply from Wolfram... "I...I'm so lucky to have a baby brother like you. I do care for you, Wolf. I love you. Aniue loves you." He was overjoyed that his brother already forgave him... Wolfram was too forgiving in his opinion in this but he can never be thankful enough because of this.

(To Be Continued)