Day 81: Wolf's World, Stables Morning

[wolf_kkm]

Wolfram yawned and blinked several times. The boards under him were hard and he distinctly remembered going to sleep in Geika’s bed, even though Geika hadn’t been there. A familiar smell assaulted his nostrils. He felt dirty and disoriented. Where was he? He lifted his hand to rub at his faced and jolted upwards from what seemed like an explosion

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[harajukumaou]

The sensation was familiar to Yuuri. That swirling darkness and the dropping of his stomach. It wasn't nearly as nauseating as it had been the first few times, now, Yuuri could be steady after a trip through worlds

[wolf_kkm]

“I’m ok.” Wolf lied. He had to throw up, at least he found the sink first. “That was your mother.” He coughed and tried to get the icky taste out of his mouth. Luckily there was some toothpaste around and he knew what it was.

Once he pulled himself together he took in the reality of what was happening. He was going to see Yuuri. He looked at himself in the mirror and grimaced. God, he looked like hell. “Yuuri...” He tried to straighten his jacket and desperately combed his fingers through his hair. It wasn’t going to be much use though, they’d just come through a war zone. At least the ribbon was still intact.

He stared at the door in sudden fear as something clenched in his heart. He clutched Yuuri's shoulder. "I don't want to see him."

[harajukumaou]

Yuuri grimaced at the mess created in the sink, he had begun to dry his hair and shake the water off of his clothes as they waited for his mother

[wolf_kkm]

“T-thank you.” Wolf had dried his own hair now too and quickly managed to get into the earth clothing. He felt sort of awkward, there were no suits lying around so he’d had to opt for one of Yuuri’s old t-shirts and a pair of shorts. At least they were mostly the same shoe size too though the shorts were a little tight on him. “Eh...” he grunted after he’d had a small chance to process the information. “He’s that much older.” That thought had never occurred to him. He looked around the house quickly. Jennifer always had pictures around. He was almost afraid to find one

[harajukumaou]

Jennifer looked at Wolfy with an odd expression, the comment confusing her. "You're here to see Ken-chan

[wolf_kkm]

He grunted at the sudden news and wondered what ‘texted’ meant. Wolf had already turned a little pale when he thought about seeing Yuuri again in spite of his bravado just now. Everything that had happened was reeling in his head right now and he felt a bit like he’d just been pushed off a cliff and didn’t know what was waiting for him at the bottom. “I’ll wait there.” He nodded. Of course he remembered that room. One of the few times they’d shared such a small bed, and he’d received a sweet kiss there when Yuuri had been trying to make him feel better. He apologized to Jennifer, “Yuuri is right, my stomach is queasy. I will go lie down.” He sighed and moved up the stairs. He didn’t realize how tight his voice sounded. He was terrified

[harajukumaou]

"Poor Wolf-chan...I'll save some curry for him later." She smiled softly, trying to comfort Yuuri who also looked concerned about Wolfy. "Why don't you sit down. It might be awhile till you get here, school doesn't until three." It was two-forty five.

Yuuri had never seen Wolfy so shaken up, not even infront of Gwendal. He wanted to go up and comfort his friend from what was scaring him so much but he had to stay here and wait.

The young king took a seat on the couch, looking around at what was different and what looked the same. Besides a few pictures and a stuffed animal on a different shelf it was relatively the same. Yuuri had never felt so out of place in his own home since this wasn't his home

[wolf_kkm]

His ears perked up since the bedroom door had been left open. He could hear someone else downstairs but couldn’t make out what they were saying. Wolf curled up even tighter into himself. He didn’t want to hear about how he’d been forgotten or that Yuuri was with someone else or why this had all happened. He was six years older. That was hard enough to take. He was reliving a lot of old emotion and hated it! Sometimes being a fire demon was difficult. Yuuri was still Yuuri after all. Six years was nothing to a demon. He needed to kick his courage together and go downstairs

[harajukumaou]

As if in understanding the Yuuri of this Earth sat in the chair next to the couch. Yuuri also sat down, and the two studied each other carefully

[wolf_kkm]

It was like a whip cracking, the sound of his name being called. Wolfram jolted up in the bed and twisted around. No. He didn’t know how he was going to manage this but somehow he’d have to get through it. He could hear them at the bottom of the stairs arguing and somehow that made it even worse. Younger Yuuri .... cared about him so much, he could tell from everything he did. And Wolf loved him too. Older Yuuri. ... his Yuuri. Wolf’s smile was hardly cheerful as he forced his feet off the bed and onto the floor.

I need to see him.

The sound of those desperate words made him cringe. He slowly approached Yuuri’s door and opened it slightly. It was even harder to walk as he forced himself down the hallway. For a brief moment when he was at the top of the stairs, he looked down and saw them pulling at each other. It was then he crumpled. He staggered back against the wall, sank to the floor and buried his face in his hands.

[harajukumaou]

Both Yuuris froze at the sight of the blond standing at the top of the stairs. Yuuris hold became weak and when Wolfy stumbled back older Yuuri pulled himself out of his others grasp and ran up the stairs.

"Hey-!" Yuuri tried to stop himself from going up stairs but it was too late.

"Wolfram," There he stood, a step away from the top. He was frozen in his spot, too stunned at the sight of an all too familiar boy. Memories came back so fast he couldn't clearly process them in his head.

"I said wait! Can't you even listen to yourself?!" Yuuri came up behind himself and looked around him to see Wolfy. "Wolfy..." He didn't get a chance to say more.

His older self moved quickly and kneeled in front of Wolfy. Younger Yuuri stood in his spot, not moving from the stairs. They had already seen each other, it was too late to avoid contact, so he stayed quiet, waiting for a moment to step between them.

[wolf_kkm]

Wolf hugged his knees and didn’t look up. He trembled. “Yuuri.” He whispered softly. It wasn’t clear which Yuuri he was speaking to. He shrank against the wall and wished he had stayed in the room. “I....I...” he hiccupped slightly as he realized he’d been holding back a sob. He didn’t want Yuuri to look into his eyes an see the pain and truth of how greatly he’d failed.

But he felt too compelled to look. He couldn’t stop himself from slowly raising his head and forcing his shimmering eyes open. Face to face after all this time. It was only a brief contact and he immediately looked away.

"Hello..." He whispered weakly. His own voice felt like it was coming from far away and he felt dizzy. "Sorry we had to bring this trouble..." he swallowed. "to you."

[harajukumaou]

Sparkling gems, that's what those eyes reminded him off. He had almost forgotten how striking they were to look at.

"Never," Yuuri could see how shaken Wolfram was, he could only wonder why.
"Wolfram, you could never be trouble...thank you for trusting me to help you." He talked softly, the deep tone of his voice comforting as he spoke.

He'd never seen Wolfram act this way, the prideful, fierce fire that he was familiar with had been washed away by this- this fear that Yuuri couldn't identify.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry I left you all alone...don't hate me, please." It was more a plea than a question. Yuuri knew it was a selfish request. "I'm sorry." He moved closer, slowly, trying to figure out exactly what was going through Wolframs head. "I'm so sorry." He reached out and cupped the side of Wolframs head. The blond hair was longer now and when he touched it, soft silky hair that was still slightly damp from the ride to Earth, it was like a spark against his skin. "I did this to you...Wolfram, forgive me."

[wolf_kkm]

The long strong fingers that touched his hair and head reminded him of Conrad for some reason. “You didn’t know.” I should have been stronger for you. His hands rested limply on the floor. “I don’t hate you, I could never hate you.” He fought to gain his composure and strength but everything was crumpling around him. “But I don’t deserve to see you.”

He raised his eyes again and was caught in those sharp black ones and his head reeled. “As your fiancé, I should have been stronger. I should have held things together, held myself together. I tried, for a while. I missed you so much. Shinou said I’d never see you again. Ever. He wouldn’t say why. He wouldn’t even tell me if you were alive. I got so angry. The only one I hate is him."

He swayed, the whole thing was making him feel like passing out. "Yuuri..." he looked from one to the other. "I don't hate you. I love you. But I ... I...Ken." he swallowed.

And fainted from emotional exhaustion.

[harajukumaou]

Yuuri was quick to catch Wolfram. He cradled the blond in his arms, studying the creases of tension on his face. What had happened in Shin Makouku to do this to him

[wolf_kkm]

Wolf didn’t take long to come to, he felt a little warm. The whole day had so far been one emotional moment after the other so it was no wonder he had passed out. The last thing he remembered was looking into Yuuri’s eyes. They were so sharp and worried and beautiful ... and different. He could hear them talking but what they said was coming through like he had cotton stuffed in his ears. He reached up a hand and rubbed his face groggily. He certainly didn’t feel at all like himself and that was starting to annoy him then slowly their words started to make more sense and he began to get annoyed. What was he saying!? Don’t tell him any more