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There's Anger In Love	By : kre8tive Category: +G to L > Kyou Kara Maou Views: 4047 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh. I only own change pocket, seeing as I had to bury my wallet the other day.

Hello to all! Chapter 4 is here! I have to say, the plot and everything for ‘There’s Anger In Love’ has definitely exceeded what I thought it was going to be. One thing leads to another and now we have, da da daaaa……

Chapter 4 - Confessions

“Jace look at me. Look at me Jace” Wolfram said, talking to him the same way that he would with Greta when she was younger and would get upset, or like he would with a small child. This time Jace did look up. “Wolfram,” he said, “do you really wanna know the main reason I was gone for so long?” His tone was unsure, but held a spark of determination and hope. Wolfram said nothing and nodded. Jace bore his soft violet eyes into Wolfram’s.

Then, with the moonlight shining down onto the two blond heartbreakers, and with the wind caressing both of their bodies, Jace whispered “You.”

Then he wrapped his hand behind Wolfram’s head and quickly pressed his lips to Wolfram’s…

<Still In Flashback>

It was unexpected.

It was unreal.

It was quick.

And it was the very thing that Jace von Bielefeld had wanted to do since he first became friends with Wolfram.

On a side balcony sticking out from the castle beside the ballroom, Jace had summoned up the courage to kiss the person he had fantasized a life with since they met nearly 40 years ago.

In reality, and to Wolfram, the kiss lasted nearly 5 seconds, but to Jace, it lasted much longer. It gave him an indescribable feeling throughout his body, and to him it ended way too soon when he felt himself being pushed back.

Wolfram stared at Jace with wide-eyed surprise, barely able to formulate a complete thought or sentence. Finally, he was able to voice his thoughts, “What the HELL do you think you’re doing?!” Jace held his eyes closed, apparently still lost in the moment that was quickly dissolving.

Wolfram held his fingers to his lips, mind racing. This was definitely something he did not expect. When Jace asked if he really wanted to know what made him leave, he braced himself to hear whatever it was Jace had to say, but he never would have been prepared for that. Wolfram knew how Jace could be, but that was alil much.

Jace’s mouth was slightly parted as he slowly opened his eyes. Shock, confusion, a hint of lust, disappointment, and a spark of hope were mixed in the violet orbs. “I’ve waited to do that for so long…” he whispered softly.

He gave Wolfram a longing look. “Wolfram von Bielefeld, you have been the center of my being since we’ve first became friends. It did not take long for me to realize that I had feelings for you that bordered on the line of love. You hold a sacred presence that I can do without no longer.” He paused then grabbed Wolfram’s hand. “I can survive without you no longer. I need you, Wolfram. Please, hear not my voice, but the sound of my heart. It speaks of you, and has sorely missed you for the past 20 years. When you said you should not have to take anything from me, you were right but Wolfram, you already have, and you’ve had my heart all this time whether or not you’ve realized it. ”

“When I first heard that you were engaged, I was deeply intrigued in knowing who it was that had taken you away from me. In learning about Yuuri Heika and finding out more about him, I am greatly saddened by his incompetence. Where he fails to acknowledge you, know that I shall hold you up to the highest degree. You deserve much better than what he offers. Wolfram, I am taken with you and want you around, not for convenience like The Maou, but because I want to love you like no other. Wolfram von Bielefeld, I love you and beg for you to relinquish yourself from The Maou’s selfish grasp to stay with me forever in a timeless love.” Jace stared deep into Wolfram’s eyes, his hands clasped around Wolfram’s.

Wolfram was flabbergasted. To him, Jace was very a confusing individual with the way he acts. He was someone who could go from being exceptionally laid-back like he was in the ballroom, to mildly assertive and confrontational like when they first came outside, to sad and depressed like he was a few minutes ago, to incredibly bold like he was now. If the fact Jace kissed him wasn’t surprising enough, he was now provided with a love proclamation. Maybe at another time, this could of been something that Wolfram had waited his whole life for. However, things have changed for Wolfram, especially since Yuuri arrived. Having Jace, his once only and best friend, disappear then come back with a love declaration about how he was always in love with Wolfram was a bit of an overload for Wolfram.

Jace looked at Wolfram with a plea in his eyes. Wolfram wasn’t sure what he was suppose to think of this, and Jace was on edge for an answer. Somewhere deep inside of Wolfram, he felt a slight spark, although he didn’t know what it was. But he wanted to forget about that, and he already needed to say something to Jace. So Wolfram did the only thing he knew to do and told the love-struck boy how he felt at the moment. “Jace…”

Jace stared at Wolfram intently, heavy with anticipation of what Wolfram was going to say. Now that he finally got a few words off his chest, his heart seemed to beat a lot faster and louder, and it seemed his hearing ability increased with every word, listening with great hope that Wolfram would answer him in the way he wished.

Choosing to try and pick his words carefully, Wolfram continued. “Jace, I can’t do this now. I have no idea how or what I’m supposed to think of this, but this is all too much. This is the most we’ve spoken since you’ve started randomly showing up at parties, and now you explain to me that you’re in love with me.”

Jace’s face fell slightly at the news.

“You came up and talked to me like we never had a 20 year gap in our friendship, then you tell me that while I thought we were friends the whole time, you’ve been in more into me than that. You didn’t even explain what made you come back besides me. There was a time when I could have really used you and I missed you. I still miss you, but as a friend. Someone else has already taken that spot in me. I’m sorry that I acted somewhat like a jerk to you, but you have to understand, you want to pick up where we left off and be more, but I’m having trouble figuring out what we had before. ”

Feeling that he said enough, although he felt as though he might not have explained himself clearly enough, Wolfram stood up. He felt bad that he had to tell crush Jace like that, but he knew that he had to tell the truth. Seeing the disappointment in Jace’s face, he remembered how he felt when Yuuri wouldn’t respond to his advances. He was hurt, and hurt doesn’t heal easy.

Feeling as though anything he said could help the situation any, he turned towards the door.

He took one step before Jace suddenly shot up and grabbed his arm. “Wolfram, please listen to me. I can’t let you go, not a second time.” Wolfram tugged his arm free. “I’m sorry Jace, but you didn’t even explain about the first time. But I’m too tired to handle it right now.” Silent determination heavy within him, Jace nodded. “Fine, we’ll talk later. But Wolfram, I want to explain everything to you. I want to makeup for the time that was lost. Once you hear what happened, you’ll understand why I had to leave.”

Wolfram nodded and headed towards the door. Right when he placed his hand on the knob, Jace spoke up once more. “Wolfram,” Wolfram looked over his shoulder at the violet eyed blond. “I’m not giving up. The Maou may have you on paper, but I will always have you in my heart. I will make you see reason.”

Wolfram glanced at the boy for a few seconds longer before opening the door and stepping back into the ballroom.

It was only minutes later that Wolfram’s thoughts went back to Yuuri and he went looking for him. Seeing his mother, he thought that maybe she had an idea as to where Yuuri was. Right when he was about to ask her, he saw for himself that Yuuri was holding that whore in a way that was more than friendly embrace. And the looks on their faces and the guilty was they pulled apart told Wolfram everything he needed to know. Leaving the ballroom and Jace and Yuuri behind in the ballroom, he ran towards his old room and locked the door, leaving his mother in the hall. He sat on his bed, wishing he could leave the entire night behind him.

<End Flashback>

Now sitting on the bed in his room, Wolfram refused to let anything else get upset him tonight. He should have known nothing good was to come of tonight. The night started off bad when he and Yuuri started arguing before they even left the room. Then even though he got mad and left the room without Yuuri, the wimp didn’t even bother to come speak to him when he came into the ballroom. Then Jace pops up out of nowhere and starts talking to him. Then Yuuri leaves with the tramp from the other day and disappears to Shinou knows where. Then Jace drags him outside and starts overwhelming him with confessions of love and kissing him, forgetting the fact that he had been M.I.A for nearly 20 years when Wolfram really could have used his company. He’s still unsure how he feels about that episode or Jace. And THEN as if he hadn’t already been put through enough, he finds Yuuri with the tramp outside, cuddling!

Seeing that probably did more damage to Wolfram than any other part of the night.

Lost in his thoughts, Wolfram never noticed the pleas from his mother on the other side of his locked door had stopped and she was now quietly conversing with someone.

xxx

Yuuri had ran around the castle after leaving Lady Alyssa on the balcony, searching all the spots that he had known Wolfram to run to in the past whenever he was upset or wanted to get away. He had looked in his, well, their room, in the bathes, in the gardens, in the art room, in his office, in the library, checked the stables to see if Wolfram’s horse was still there, which it was, and checked Greta’s room. The only other place he could think of Wolfram’s old bedroom. He thanked Shinou when he approached and heard Lady Celi’s voice begging Wolfram to let her in.

She had been leaning on the door rambling something about how everything was going to be alright when Yuuri approached. Instantly, she perked up a bit upon noticing Yuuri.

“Heika, I trust your business with the princess has come to a close, and you’re here to talk some sense into my poor Wolfie?” Yuuri nodded. “Has he said anything?” he asked.

“He did when he first ran into the room, shouting for me to go away and leave him alone, which he knows good and well I could never do, and then he became quiet. He’s not sleep, I at least know that much. I heard him sniffling every now and then. He’s really upset, but he’s trying to hide it.”

Not really sure what to say, Yuuri nodded again. Now that he’d found Wolfram, he realized he had no idea what he was going to say. If Wolfram didn’t let his mother in, how could he expect to ask the same thing and accomplish it, when he was the reason Wolfram was upset in the first place?

Sensing the doubt from the young demon king, Lady Celi wrapped her arms around the boy, squishing him between her enormous breasts. “Don’t worry. Wolfram has far more reason to accept you than he does me. I heard what you told that girl outside, and I’m so happy that you’ve finally realized how special he is. You’ve convinced me and the girl that you are truly in love with Wolfram. Now all you have to do is convince him too.”

Pushing away for air, Yuuri gasped and shook his head. “I think that’s easier said than done” he said when he was able to regain his breath. Lady Celi smiled at him. “Don’t think, feel. If you think about what you’re suppose to do, you’ll miss out on what feels right for you to do. I believe in you, and I believe that you can do it. I trust you, so I shall leave this to you.” She bent down and gave Yuuri a quick peck on his forehead before hurrying off and disappearing around the corner, glancing back at him with another smile and a wink.

Now with no one in the hall but him, the door, and a few guards on the other end of the long hallway, Yuuri tried to gather his thoughts. He knew he had no idea what to say to Wolfram, but he knew that he couldn’t just stand there like an idiot all night. So the first thing he thought he could at least do right, if the only thing, was knock on the door.

At the sound of his mother’s heels clicking down the hall and leaving his door, Wolfram had broken from his trace. He shook his head when he could no longer hear the noise. “I knew she’d leave. Nobody really stays.” He mulled in self-pity for a few seconds longer before he heard a soft knock on the door. Not feeling up for another confrontation, Wolfram decided to get rid of whoever this was also. “Dear Shinou, now who is it? Go away!” he yelled.

Yuuri heard Wolfram’s last comment and could tell right away how annoyed he was. But he was already there, and he was determined not to wimp out this time, though he was still unsure of just exactly what he meant to do that didn’t make him sound or feel so much like a wimp. “Uh...Wolfram? It’s me, can I, um, come in?”

Wolfram rolled his eyes. ‘Ah Yuuri, you actually come find me, and that’s the best you got?’ Wolfram thought. “Go away Yuuri. I don’t want to talk right now.”

Yuuri knew this wasn’t going to be easy.

“Come on Wolf, I know you’re annoyed with-“ he got cut off. “Mad” he heard Wolfram correct. “Ok, mad with me, but can’t you hear me out?”

From the other side of the door, Wolfram said “Why should I? I know what I need to know. My eyes have already told me enough. You’ve made your point obvious. I’m finally listening to you. You like girls, I get it.”

Yuuri shook his head as if Wolfram could really see him. “No Wolf, that’s not it, I mean, I do like girls but I think I-”

“Then why are you here instead of with the alleyway whore?” Wolfram cut him off.

“She’s not a whore Wolf, you shouldn’t call someone that, but you need to know what happened whil-”

“Oh so now you’re defending her? Typical Yuuri, always ready to defend something when it’s convenient for you.”

“I’m not defending her! I’m just saying that you shouldn’t-”

“Oh so now you know what everybody should and shouldn’t do? I never knew you were an expert Yuuri.” Wolfram cut him off again. Yuuri took a deep breath and looked at the door; the blond was being increasingly difficult.

Thinking that now is when Yuuri usually gives up and allows him to have his way, Wolfram sighed. “Just go away Yuuri, I don’t want to hear it, and I don’t want to see you right now.” When he didn’t hear any response, he assumed Yuuri walked away, even though he didn’t hear any footsteps. Wolfram shook his head, “He gave up on me, just like I knew he would.” Then he heard a loud thump from the other side of the door. “Yuuri?” he called.

“Nobody is giving up Wolf. You said you don’t want to see me right now? Fine. You said you don’t want to hear me right now? Fine. But I’m not going anywhere. You have to come out sometime, and I will be right here leaning on the door waiting until you come out, however long it takes. I’m not going anywhere.”

Shaking his head and giving the door an exasperated look, Wolfram decided to try and call Yuuri on a bluff. Yuuri couldn’t possibly mean it, there’s no way the wimp was actually stubborn enough to pull it off. “You know you can’t stay there Yuuri, as cold as it is tonight you’ll get sick.” A slight pause.

“A minor sacrifice” came Yuuri’s reply.

“What about when you need to go to the bathroom?” “Oh well” was all Yuuri said.

“Who’s going to tuck Greta in?”

“Greta is a big girl and if she wants a story or something, Conrad is always there to help.”

“But she’ll need her father to be with her.”

“She has two fathers. And I’m pretty sure that she loves having them both with her.”

“If you go to sleep on that cold floor, then you’ll wake up with aches and sores.”

“I’ll soothe them in the bathes later.”

Yuuri seemed to have something that countered everything Wolfram thought of, and his inner instinct made him feel slight concern for Yuuri. “Wh-What about all the party guest Yuuri? You didn’t even perform the first dance, and The Maou is suppose to close the party out. What will people think when they found out that The Maou is here instead of performing his duties?”

Sitting on the floor with his back against the door, Yuuri let out another exasperated sigh. He was getting tired of all these lame excuses Wolfram was coming up with. He already knew that talking to Wolfram wasn’t going to be easy, but this was getting ridicules. Apparently, Wolfram didn’t get the hint that he wasn’t going anywhere, and after all the running away and subject avoiding he had done, he could at least show Wolfram that he actually means it this time. He thought about Wolfram’s latest excuse for a moment before he answered.

“Wolfram, the people know how to move around. They can leave the party the same way they came in. And you’re right, I didn’t do the first dance. I wanted to do it with you, even if you were, and are, still mad at me. And honestly I’m getting tired of parties where I have to do all this stuff and say this thing and act this way with people who don’t exactly like me anyway. Listen, yeah I’m The Maou, but I’m Yuuri first, and I’m here outside this door as Yuuri, not The Maou. I’m here for you, my…” Yuuri choked a bit on his words. “my, well, uh…”

Wolfram knew where this little speech was headed, and wasn’t surprised when Yuuri choked. It made him feel slightly better, so he knew Yuuri was still Yuuri and nothing was wrong with him, but more disappointed than anything because it just showed Yuuri was still Yuuri.

Yuuri didn’t know why he felt warm inside, or why he choked on his words right then, or why the butterflies in him stomach had a sudden adrenaline rush. But he did know one thing, and it was that it was stupid of him to not actually say what he needed to say. This was the time to do it, and he has to do it soon before he loses Wolfram’s attention. So Yuuri took a second to summon up his strength, closed his eyes, and in almost one breath tried to say what he needed to.

“Wolfram, you are my fiancé, and yes although it was an accident at first, I don’t regret it in the least bit. I like you, s-s-so screw the other people, I’m here for you. You, you and Greta mean everything to me, and I can’t just stand by while something ha-happens to make either of you upset. I- I care about you. You are the best friend anyone could ask for. You are smart, l-loyal, talented, b-beautiful, and a much stronger person than I could ever be. But I don’t want you a-as just a b-best friend, I want, no, I n-need you as more. I’m sorry that I hurt you, and I know every apology gets old, but I really mean it, and I’m going to stay right here to let you k-know that I not g-going a-a-anywhere!” Yuuri was rapidly twiddling his thumbs, sweat raced down his forehead, and he was panting hard. The words didn’t come out exactly how he planned, seeing as how he more or less blurted everything out kind of fast and stuttered, but he got some of what he wanted to say out.

Yuuri got no response from the other side of the door as he was struggling to slow his breathing down. That little bit of a confession he just gave was alil harder than he expected it to be, but now Yuuri wasn’t sure what to think since there was no reply from Wolfram for what seemed like hours, and in looking back he found that he didn’t really explain what he needed to say. He wanted to call Wolfram, but was alil scared as to what the blond demon may say.

Sitting there, Yuuri thought some more about what he actually just said. He basically just claimed Wolfram as his fiancé and said screw everyone else. He had no idea where he got the hint of backbone from when he was countering Wolfram, but Yuuri knew he was glad that it was there. He felt as though he halfway really acknowledged Wolfram for the first time. Why it was halfway, Yuuri didn’t know, he just felt that something else important was missing…

All of a sudden Yuuri heard the squeak of a bedspring then soft taps against something hard. He wasn’t sure what the noise was, but it gradually began getting louder and came closer to him. “Wolfram?” he called.

The door opened suddenly and Yuuri, who had been leaning on it, tumbled into the room. Wincing upon impact, he closed his eyes and rubbed his sore head. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was Wolfram’s hard-bottom boots. At least now he knew what the tapping noise was.

He looked up to see Wolfram shaking his head. “Ah… sorry?” Wolfram glared at him for a few seconds more before walking over and sitting back on the bed. Yuuri picked himself up off the floor and looked around.

He hadn’t really been in Wolfram’s room too many times and he always forgot what it looked like in there. It reminded him of a miniature version of his, their, room. The bed was in the middle of the right wall when you walk in, but it had pink coverings. Opposite of it was the walk-in closet, although not as big as theirs. There was the dresser and vanity table right beside the closet. Candles were around the walls and there was a blown-up painting of Wolfram hanging on the far wall. A balcony was included also. The only significant difference between the two rooms was the size of the stuff included. Everything in Wolfram’s room was smaller than in The Maou’s chambers.

“Come here Yuuri.” Wolfram said. Yuuri stopped looking around the room and brought his focus back to Wolfram, who pointed to a spot beside him on the bed. Yuuri took two steps towards the bed before Wolfram pointed behind him to the door, signaling Yuuri to close it. Yuuri did as he was told, then nervously walked to the bed and sat in the spot Wolfram indicated.

Yuuri didn’t know what to say or do since he was too nervous to actually look Wolfram in the eye and chose to look at his twiddling thumbs instead. He could feel Wolfram staring intently at him, studying him. “Look at me Yuuri.” Wolfram said.

Yuuri bit his bottom lip and glanced at Wolfram. Those emerald eyes seemed to bore into him, reading his every thought, making him feel very vulnerable and uncomfortable. Finally, Wolfram started to talk. “Yuuri, what makes you think you can say what you did in the hall to me?”

Yuuri blinked in surprise. That certainly wasn’t the first thing he expected to hear. He had thought if for any reason Wolfram would let him into the room, it would be so he could have BBQ Yuuri. To say that it was unexpected would be an understatement. What did Wolfram mean what makes him think he could say that? “I-I don’t know, I just, kinda…”

“Let me clarify” Wolfram said. He stared at Yuuri with a heavy mix of emotion in his seemingly glazed over eyes. “What makes you think, after how I saw how you and that whore were outside, that you can just come and say something like that? Hm? What makes you think, that after all this time, after everything that I’ve been through, trying to get you to notice me, that now you could say something like that to me? Huh Yuuri? What makes you think, that after all this time, with me waiting for you to finally recognize me, that you can say something like that? Answer me Yuuri!”

Yuuri didn’t know what to say but started to say something. Wolfram held up his hand to stop him. ”No, shut up. Yuuri tell me why the hell could you possibly think that it was okay for you to say something like that and get my hopes up, only for you to throw them back down again later?! Tell me Yuuri, is it funny to play with how I feel? Is it amusing to you to string me along, to allow me to feel one way then you drastically change it a moment later? Do you get some sort of sick thrill from playing with emotions Yuuri?!” Wolfram’s eyes welled up and the intense tone with which he spoke was one of hurt. He rambled on, more of his feelings pouring out with every word.

“What makes you think, Yuuri, that you can just leave one girl and tell me you’re sorry and that everything will be okay? What the hell makes you think that it’s ok to just leave me by myself like you don’t care, then come and say something like that? Do you know how it feels to be alone? To think you have one thing, then find out it’s something totally different? Am I so worthless that you and everyone can just dump on how I feel? Yuuri, the little speech you gave me sucked. I’ve had many people tell me they were in love with me way better. In fact, all my life I’ve been told that I was beautiful, and that I was this or that I was that, but don’t you understand wimp? Don’t you understand that none of it means a damn thing expect for, for whatever reason, when it comes from you?! You don’t have to always say you care, I know you do but as a friend! Then you say just maybe more than friends and all of a sudden pull the fiancé card! Yuuri, don’t think you can just say some little shit like that and all the pain I’ve felt will be erased! It doesn’t work like that Yuuri! It doesn’t freakin work like that! Right now you have me beyond the point of confusion. I don’t know whether to actually be happy that now you feel something, or to stay mad because it took you this damn long!”

In yelling at Yuuri, Wolfram was releasing a lot of his thoughts and feelings he had. Yuuri’s little declaration and his first acknowledgement of Wolfram as a fiancé did make him a bit happy, but Yuuri had hurt him too many times before for Wolfram to just forget it all. He held it in each time, never allowing himself to release how he felt. But after tonight, after seeing Jace and being told that the one true friendship he might of really had, even though it hurt him when it disappeared for about 20 years, was in fact almost nothing more than a big infatuation period, on top of witnessing Yuuri and another girl alone, in a semi-romantic setting, and getting a I-want-to-be-more-than-friends vibe from her, while holding on to Yuuri whom he loves, along with everything else he had been holding in, had caused Wolfram to finally break. Yuuri’s speech was just the key to unlocking it.

Yuuri listened, realizing that Wolfram has held a lot in for a long time. The Wolfram right here, the one breaking down right in front of him, Yuuri knew that this Wolfram was a part of the real Wolfram, and that he was screaming at Yuuri for his neglect to pay attention to this Wolfram. Every syllable pained Yuuri, for him to know that he was the cause of all of this fuss. Back on earth, he remembered how they said a person’s eyes were the window into their soul. If that was true then right now, looking at Wolfram’s watery eyes, his soul was hurting, and it was releasing all the hurt right now.

“Yuuri Shibuya, I hate you. Do you understand me? I hate you! You are the only person that makes me lose control of myself. You are the only person whose words could crush me. You are the only person that can completely control me. You are the only person who can do this kind of damage to me. And yet, you are the only person that makes me feel as if my whole existence might actually be worth something if it can serve you. You are the only person that stays on my mind every moment of every night and every day. You are the only person who took the time to notice me for all of me and not just my looks or my status first. You can cause me to overreact to the simplest things just because I’m so afraid of losing you, no matter what you’ve done to me. I hate you because you do all of this to me. And I hate you because you,” Wolfram’s voice quieted down to a whisper, “you are the only person I know that I’ll ever truly love…”

Like an emerald just taken from beneath water, Wolfram’s eyes shone with wetness and love and hurt. He stared at Yuuri with contempt. He hated the boy in front of him for making him fall in love. He hated the boy in front of him for making him experience all the pains and confusion and emotional strains that love brings, especially with a relationship like theirs.

Yuuri could no longer think about what to do. His own eyes were misty, but he refused to let a single drop fall. Before she left, Lady Celi had told him not to think, just feel. Now he knew what she meant. Right now all he felt was his heart going out to Wolfram, to all the pain he felt from Yuuri’s neglect, to all the cries for the love he so desperately wants from Yuuri, to all the anger and hurt he felt towards Yuuri and his weakness for him. Yuuri’s brain wasn’t able to fully function right at the moment, so his body took over. Yuuri crossed the distance between him and Wolfram, and embraced Wolfram in the most loving and comforting hug he could muster.

Not expecting the sudden contact, Wolfram tensed up and was shocked that Yuuri would even touch him right now. Then he half-heartedly fought against it in the mist of the love/hate he felt towards Yuuri. He tried pushing Yuuri away, tried to get him to budge, only to find that Yuuri’s hold was too strong for his feeble attempts. After struggling for a few more minutes, Wolfram finally gave in and melted in Yuuri’s arms. He cursed Yuuri, calling him a cheater and a wimp and a hindrance until he finally started to settle down.

Wolfram’s tears ran down his cheeks and onto Yuuri’s shoulder, staining his shirt. Yuuri didn’t care. At that moment, nothing else mattered. Wolfram was a strong yet sensitive person, and tonight has definitely been a long one for him.

Wolfram’s muffled sobs started to quiet down as he calmed down from his emotional high. He wrapped his arms around Yuuri and held him close, relishing in the comfort Yuuri provided. Wolfram held him close, for fear that he was dreaming and he would soon wake up as he had many times before. Never has he actually shown this side to anyone, or has Yuuri ever comforted him like this. With Yuuri right there, Wolfram felt as though he had all the support from the world and beyond.

During his whole episode Yuuri hadn’t uttered a word, only holding him and casually rubbing his back as he emotionally released. The feel of Yuuri against him was great to Wolfram, and he squeezed Yuuri to make sure he was really there and that his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. He felt Yuuri squeeze back. Wolfram smiled slightly, before it faded away again. He pulled back, only enough to look at Yuuri.

“I’m tired Yuuri. Can we go to bed?” Yuuri nodded, before letting of Wolfram and standing up. Wolfram was disappointed at how easily Yuuri let him go, but was surprised again by an extended hand. Not wanting to really remove himself from contact, Wolfram took it and held it for however long Yuuri would allow.

Hand-in-hand, the two boys left the room and went to their bedroom, choosing to disregard the ongoing party and letting everybody do whatever they wanted instead. They only let go of each other’s hand when they went to undress and put on their nightwear. Nothing had been said since they had left the other room and still they had yet to say anything. Thinking that Yuuri had already done more than he could hope for in one night, Wolfram got on his side of the bed under the covers and curled up. Yuuri picked up the covers and started to get in on his side, but hesitated. Wolfram saw Yuuri’s hesitation, and looked around on the bed, trying to see if there was something on it to make Yuuri stop in mid-motion.

“What’s wrong Yuuri?” Wolfram asked. Yuuri shook his head. “Nothing, I just almost forgot to do something.” Wolfram‘s curiosity rose some as Yuuri dropped the covers back onto the bed, then walked around to the other side of the bed where Wolfram was. “Wolf, I’ve been following a piece of advice that I was given. When I don’t know what to think, or think I don’t know what to do, I stop thinking, and just feel for what’s right.”

“Oh really? So you are telling me that you’ve been acting on how you feel this whole time.” Yuuri nodded. “Yep, my actions seem speak louder than my words.”

Wolfram narrowed his eyes, “So how much of these actions of yours have been from guilt?” Yuuri averted his eyes from Wolfram’s suspicious ones for a few seconds. “Only alil bit. I can’t help it if I feel guilty, I know a lot of your hurt is my fault, but not everything I did was out of guilt. And there’s also something else I want to that’s not out of guilt.” Wolfram raised one of his eyebrows, questioning Yuuri with his gaze. “And what would that be?”

Yuuri smiled. “Slide over”

Alright, so what’s going to happen next? What do you think? I got some pretty funny emails about the last chapter from some reviewers, (Haha Thanks guys!) and I must say I’m pretty interesting in seeing what they think now. Anyway, thanks for reading! Chapter 5 to come soon! Til next time! ~Kriter
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