All I can say is that I hope you'll like it :)

Warning: A tiny spoiler of the near ending of season two. Otherwise I think it's pretty innocent. Rated K+ because of boyxboy relationship

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Kyou Kara Maou

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Wolfram had actually thought he had been able to protect the king, his wimpy fiance, and been able to get him out of harm's way. This was just... ironic. For once he had followed the orders and doing that had got them into this mess. If the situation hadn't been as serious as it was, Wolfram would have laughed. But he didn't. He just listened as Yuuri called for help, his voice getting more desperate every time he cried out.

The blond demon almost felt all the strength leaving Yuuri's arm. He would need his other hand if he wanted to hold on long enough 'til the help would come. Wolfram heard the voices of the battle and knew that there was no way anyone heard Yuuri. Everyone most likely assumed they had gotten away and were on their way back to the safety of the castle. The possibility of this happening hadn't occurred to anyone so here they were, hanging onto the remains of what had once been a bridge. Or Yuuri was and Wolfram was hanging onto his arm.

He couldn't do that for much longer anymore. Because, and Wolfram had known this for the whole time, the only way to make sure Yuuri would survive was for him to let go of the king. If he had any luck he would survive the impact he would have with the water under them and be able to swim his way to shore.

Too bad it looked like luck was not on their side today.

"HELP!"

"No one can hear you, Yuuri," Wolfram said. His voice was too calm to match the current situation.

"Someone has to!" Yuuri said back. "We can't hang here for long anymore!"

"I know we can't."

Yuuri caught the slight change in Wolfram's voice when he said "we". He frowned but almost immediately the look of understanding came to his face. He looked down to Wolfram who was now looking the river below.

"No, Wolfram."

Wolfram turned to look at Yuuri and looked as if he didn't understand what his king was talking about.

"I'm ordering you not to let go."

Wolfram looked down again. "My orders to protect you over rule your..."

"I'm the god damn king here!" Yuuri yelled and now his voice was undoubtedly getting desperate. "You're not allowed to let go of my arm under any circumstances. Do you understand?" The blond didn't answer. "Wolfram!"

"I won't forgive myself if something happens to you because I didn't let go."

"And I won't forgive you if you do let go! Please, Wolfram, you can't do it! You can't do it, you can't... You can't leave me alone..."

Wolfram closed his eyes. Why did Yuuri have to start pleading...? "You will never be alone."

"You know what I mean! I can't live without you! Please, Wolfram, please! Think about... about... Your mother! And your brothers, what about them? Don't you think they'd be upset?"

Something that could be guilt flashed in Wolfram's eyes. "They should be proud of me for once doing the responsible thing."

"For god's sake, what about Greta!" Now the guilt was undeniably there. "Don't you want to see her grow up?"

"Yes, of course I do, but Yuuri! If I don't let go, she'll lose us both and what...?"

"Help will come! I can hold on a bit longer, have a little faith in you, will you?"

"I do have faith in you. More than you know."

Yuuri could hear from Wolfram's voice that the ex-prince had already made his decision. Panic shot through his body and he felt nauseus. "Wolfram, I want to marry you." That made Wolfram shot his head up. Yuuri met his wide eyes and managed a small smile. "Why do you look so surprised, you know I love you."

"Yeah, but... You've never said that you want to actually marry me... I thought you thought it's way too..."

"Soon?" Yuuri finished for Wolfram. "It is but I want a future with you. I want it all, a marriage, a couple of more kids and a pet. And I want it all with you. And I know you want it, too. I know you're dreaming of adopting a son. You would teach him all about being tough since I'm a wimp who wouldn't know how to. And since we already have a beautiful daughter you're thinking about adding another boy in our little family at some point. That's what you want, isn't it? A life, an actual normal family life, which you never had. Do you really want to let go of all that? Do you, Wolfram?"

No, he didn't. But he didn't seem to have a choice. Yuuri would get over him and get everything he had just said with someone else, a boy or a girl, whoever he fell in love with. Of course he would mourn. Hell, Wolfram would consider him a cheater if he didn't, after almost two years of being lovers, but one day he would meet someone worth his love and start his life over again. And Wolfram would be there to watch over him, every step of the way.

And as for everyone else, Wolfram honestly didn't know how they would react. According to what he had been told, they had been upset when his heart had stopped to open one of the boxes. But things had changed since then. He and Yuuri were officially together now, that changed things, right? He wasn't just the third son of the ex-maou, a part of kinda messed up royal family. He was the king's fiancé and that's how people called him these days. Not as someone's son or brother. So maybe Celi, Conrad and Gwendal had also started to look at him in a different light...

But Greta...

No.

Wolfram couldn't make himself think about her now.

"I love you, Wolfram... Please... Someone will come."

Wolfram felt Yuuri's hand grasping his arm from an awkward angle. The hold wouldn't last if Wolfram let go. He knew that Yuuri knew that, too. It wad just a way to show the blond that it was not okay to give up.

"I'm sorry, Yuuri."

"Wolfram, no! Don't you dare!"

"Just please, don't follow me, okay? The kingdom needs you. Greta needs you. And Günther will just die if something happened to you," Wolfram tried to joke. He looked up again and now there was a smile on his face. "You're already the best Maou there ever was. Wimp or not."

Yuuri was crying now. He knew in his heart that he wouldn't be able to talk Wolfram out of this. Not if no one came. The arm that was hanging onto their life-line was burning and Yuuri cursed himself for not being able to keep the pain off his face.

"I love you."

Without hesitating for a second longer, Wolfram let go. It happened so suddenly that Yuuri couldn't do anything but scream in surprise as the extra weight suddenly disappeared.

Then he heard nothing. He didn't hear the splash, the sounds of the battle tuned down and for a moment he was completely alone in the world. Something heavy dropped into his heart, making it hard to breathe or even think. His mind kept repeating the word "no" over and over again. This had to be a bad dream... It had to be, Wolfram couldn't be...

"NO!"

How dare he? Yuuri had told him not to, he disobeyd direct orders! Oh, the ways Yuuri would punish him once he got his hands to him...

But he wouldn't. After the shot of anger Yuuri felt horrible guilt, sadness and disbelief. Had this really happened? If Wolfram was right and he was really the best maou of all time, why hadn't he been able to stop this? He could turn into the most powerful being in the whole kingdom, he was the only who was able to use his powers in human lands, and yet he hadn't been able to safe the person he loved so, so much.

He hadn't saved Wolfram.

He hadn't saved his Wolfram.

Wolfram was gone...

"Heika!"

Yuuri felt himself being pulled up but was too much in shock to co-operate. He had no idea how long he had been hanging there without Wolfram or who it was that saved him. He felt numb. Nothing made sense anymore. Nothing seemed to have any meaning.

Someone's worried voice reached his ears. Maybe the worry had something to do with his irregular breathing or the fact that he didn't seem to be able to find his voice to speak. He still wished, hoped, prayed that this was just a nightmare and soon he would wake up with Wolfram's arm around him. But as he could still feel the aching in his arm he started to realize the cruel reality of the situation.

He started to cry. He wished for the blackness that was starting to cloud his vision to take over him completely, let him forget. He just wanted to sleep for the rest of his life and not remember the fact that he had failed Wolfram.

"Yuuri!" was the last thing the double black heard before the blackness granted his wish.

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"Ýuuri!"

Conrad had to put all his will power not to shake Yuuri to wake him up. The fact that he just couldn't concentrate fully on the king didn't help the matter. He had a basic idea of what had happened after he and Gwendal had ordered Wolfram to basically take Yuuri and run as fast as they could. The expression on Yuuri's face had told more than a thousand words and while trying to, as gently as possible, wake the king up, Conrad couldn't help but feel some sort of panic that grew every second.

His little brother was missing.

"Is he okay?"

Conrad looked up to see Gwendal who, as always, kept his emotions from showing on his face. "He's unconcious but otherwise I think he's fine."

"Good," Gwendal replied and turned his attention to the soldiers who were trying to find a safe way down to the river. "You take him back to the castle and let Gisela take a look at him." When Conrad made a sound to protest, Gwendal continued: "I'll stay behind. And when he's found he'll kill us if we haven't made sure his fiancé is completely okay."

When. Emotions may not show on Gwendal's face but that little word told Conrad that the oldest refused to believe what could very well be possible.

"Wolfram's tough, Conrad. Take his majesty to the castle. That's an order," Gwendal said strongly when Conrad once again wanted to say something back.

Gwendal's tone made it completely impossible to argue. So Conrad swallowed whatever he wanted to say and gathered Yuuri into his arms. His godson didn't show any kind of signs of waking up, he didn't even stir when Conrad helped him on the horse.

Before taking off, Conrad looked around once more and then urged his horse to move.

Gwendal wouldn't come back without Wolfram, that Conrad knew. But what he didn't know was if Gwendal would come back with Wolfram that was okay. Or even alive.