Disclaimers: I don't own Kyou Kara Maou. Though I do wish that I did.

Author's notes: Now… don't get your hopes high people. I have only watched four episodes of Kyou Kara Maou, and all the other information that I know about that anime came from research. This story would not be following the storyline, and majority of the ideas here are quite original (of course with help from some friends).

Title : Crazy Heart

Summary: Wolfram is now totally annoyed of Yuuri not being able to notice his real feelings for him. He wants to give up, but his decision changed due to a certain someone that he wasn't able to see for a long time. That person now helps Wolfram make Yuuri 'wake up' to his feelings. Would they succeed? Yaoi! Wolfam x Yuuri, Yuuri x Wolfram.

Author's notes: Hmm… I had this idea for quite some time, so I decided to finally put in into action and start the first chapter.

The blonde haired mazoku gave out a frown as he stomped his way towards the palace gardens. How dare he! He was his fiancé! Did you hear me? His! He knew that the said fiancée knew that simple fact, but he still dared to flirt with the other women! For all that's good in Shin Makoku, he was flirting with the palace maids! That was too much for Wolfram von Bielefeld. He had always been trying to make his fiancée see how much he meant to him. It was so obvious! He was always by his side. He was always jealous whenever he saw him flirting with someone else! Okay… maybe he wasn't exactly flirting, but he was talking too much to other people!

He had enough!

He was so angry and jealous that he didn't even bother to storm towards him and call him traitor. He didn't even bother to talk to him. It was too much for him! When Yuuri saw him looking just a while ago while he was talking to one of the maids, he didn't even react much. He just gave out a goofy smile. That was all. Didn't he even notice anything? How angry he was?

Wait. He wasn't angry…

He was hurt!

He had always been trying to prove himself to Yuuri. He had always been there to prove himself, not only as a friend, but also as a fiancée. But Yuuri didn't even seem to understand anything! That was the last straw for Wolfram. That was it. He now understood that Yuuri never felt the same way. Why won't he just end it once and for all?

Yes. That would be really nice. He could just tell Yuuri to call the engagement off.

Oh who was he kidding? That wimp wouldn't even listen! In the end, it would he him who would be listening to his idiot of a fiancée, not the other way around.

Why did it hurt so much?

Oh joy… now he's turning stupid. He loves Yuuri. He loves the maou. The said maou was just too dense to realize it.

The blonde aristocrat sighed as he ran his hand onto his blonde locks as his green eyes glanced at the ground. He was at lost. He felt alone. Yes… he knew that Gwendal and Conrad were there to listen to him, but no. Why would he sacrifice his pride just for a trivial thing like love? He would not stoop down that low because of that. He knew that there was no one he could actually really talk to.

Wait a minute. He did have someone to really talk his heart out to.

No. Who was he kidding? That person left ten years ago without even saying a word! There was no clue as to when that certain person would return. The heck… he didn't even know if that person actually would return. That person may be able to help him win Yuuri and do something about his problem. That person always did, but as it was stated, he didn't even know if that person would return. He closed his eyes briefly before opening them once again. He raised his gaze to the sky as he sighed. Right now… he would give everything just to talk to that person.

Never did he expect that his request was already being granted…

A separate pair of deep green eyes glanced at the main city of Shin Makoku. It was the city that the person was told that was being occupied, more like governed, by the new maou. That was exactly what that person came for. That, and a certain someone who was engaged to the maou. The person sighed as a smiled appeared on semi-closed lips. A soft kick was given to the horse as it continued its way towards the main city.

A little while later, the horse was left on the grassy fields as the person took out a cloak and placed it on. The horse was set free after that. Silence reigned for a few seconds before the wind suddenly picked up speed, making a small miniature tornado around the cloaked figure. It was a tornado alright, but it was small enough to not be noticed by the other people. It was such a trivial thing to worry about.

Smirking lips was seen before the wind picked up more of its speed. The person was sure delighted to be back to this place.

"I wonder on how those three are doing? I better go now and find out for myself." A smiled appeared on the person's lips as they parted once again to allow words to flow through. "I can't wait to meet the new maou. I wasn't expecting to return so soon, but I have a feeling that there is something waiting for me."

And with that in mind, the circle of wind disappeared, leaving nothing that was once there.

He had no idea how long he had been standing in this exact same place. He only stared up the sky, growling and mumbling incoherent things once in a while. Finally, he decided to move. He walked near one of the trees of the garden as he sat down under it. He sighed as he shook his head. Nothing would happen if he just continues to sit down there – moping. Yes. Moping. Even the great Wolfram mopes once in a while. He stood up and straightened himself up. He must do something about this. He must. That person isn't here, and there is no reassurance that the person would return, so he must do it now in his own pace.

He then walked towards the direction of the palace once again, this time with his normal fiery eyes and stubborn demeanor. When he was a few feet away from the entrance, he stopped as he slightly narrowed his eyes. A figure in a dark colored cloak was standing near the entrance, leaning on one of the two supporting poles. The figure turned its head towards him, as he saw a pair of lips twitch up to a smile. He placed his hand to the handle of his sword as he took a step forward. "Who are you and what are you doing here in the castle grounds!" He demanded. The figure gave out no answer. He growled. "Answer!"

Finally the figure moved from where it stood as a pale hand extended itself towards his direction – beckoning him to come near. But Wolfram stood on his ground. No interaction was made for a few seconds before the figure finally made its second move. Wolfram slightly tensed. He had no idea who this suspicious person was, but if that person holds unworthy intensions, he would not hesitate to dispose of it. Wolfram took one more step forward, allowing him to see a clearer view of the figure. A hood was covering the person's face, so he could not really make out if the person was a male or a female.

He narrowed his eyes even further. If that person wouldn't answer his question, then he would be forced to take drastic measurements. "Wolfram von Bielefeld, I presume?" The person finally asked as the blonde mazoku saw its lips twitch up into another smile. "So… it is you. You haven't changed one bit. Are you really engaged to the maou? Actually, I never really imagined that you would be engaged so soon. Well… actually, it's not really so surprising that you got engaged to a guy. Ever since you were young, you were the one that all the men had been flocking on to." The person said before chuckling.

"I'm the one asking questions! Who are you? Don't talk like you know me." He answered.

The cloaked figure crossed its arms before nodding. "Yes… you definitely haven't changed at all."

Wolfram was now angry. Well… he always was, anyway. It just wasn't really helping that a suspicious person suddenly appeared and kept on talking about him like they know each other personally. "This is the time I'm going to ask you. Who are you?"

The figure shrugged before running towards him. Wolfram's eyes widened as he completely pulled his sword off its sheath in preparation for an attack. However, before he could even land an attack to the intruder, the person was already in front of him with its arms extended towards him. "This guy's fast!" He thought as two arms wrapped around him. He was about to make a blow when the hood fell off the figure's head, exposing a mob of blonde hair that was slightly longer than his.

"You never changed one bit, Wolfie."

Now the voice sounded really familiar. The person loosened its arms around him as his eyes met with deep green ones. The cloak was loosened, allowing him to see the person wearing the same blue uniform that he was wearing. The person, who he now knew was a female, had same eyes as his, same hair (only slightly longer), and same uniform. The only difference was that this person had curves. As Wolfram then finally saw the person's whole face, that was when his eyes fully widened. He was looking at his mirror image.

That person was that person.

"It's you…"

"I'm back!"

End Part I: The Prologue

Author's notes: I know that there's no romance for Yuuri and Wolfram yet. I just had to introduce the OC in the prologue. The OC would be playing a major role as the matchmaker, but that's all that she would be doing. This story is still mainly for Yuuri and Wolfram, so don't really worry that the OC would be hogging the spotlight all to herself. She's just the matchmaker.

You know what guys, I feel pity for Wolfram. I mean, it's really obvious that he has feelings for Yuuri, right? But Yuuri doesn't seem to notice it. Someone had to play matchmaker for those two to end up together, but unfortunately, I can't imagine Conrad, Gwendal, Gunter, or even Greta (aww… cute kid!) playing matchmaker for those two so I had to make a character that would be able to understand how someone in love feels. So here's what I now did.

So… how is it?

Please review!