Day 81: Wolf's World, Stables Morning
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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“Don’t tell him things like that!” His eyes flew open and glared at the pair of them furiously. “He’s innocent.” He blushed as soon as he realize what he’d said, “Damnit. It’s just been a bad day! Don't tell him stuff he doesn't need to know about!” He glared at older Yuuri and started to stand up...but he was forced to sit back down again.
“Ugh.” He scrubbed his face with his dry hands. “I haven’t had a minute to think and my head is a mess and my stomach hurts. And it’s....”
He glared at both of them.
“Your faults!"
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What's that supposed to mean? Young Yuuri thought.
So they didn't...
They were struck silent up until the accusation.
"Why me?! I can understand if it was him."
"I am you." The older Yuuri decided.
Yuuri got up from his seat and sat beside the blond. "Wolfy, are you alright?" He asked.
"...Wolfy?" Was that a pet name?
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“I missed you.” His lips trembled and clenched his fists against his knees. “When I found myself on his world I was still angry but between him and Murata, the pieces were put back together. Circumstances made it happen, it was more old magic, I never quite understood it.” Wolf shook his head miserably. “I had convinced myself I never would see you again so it was alright to try and move on. Now you’re in front of me and I feel sick.” He looked down at his hands.
“I let myself love them! That's why it's partially your fault!” he admitted and glared miserably at younger Yuuri and then turned back to older Yuuri. “I let this happen. I let myself be happy. Now you’re here and everything back home is a mess. How am I supposed to feel?"
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"Yea, the cups in the cabinet to the right." The older answered and Yuuri moved hesitantly to go get something to settle Wolfys stomach.
"Upset, you should be angry and furious, with me." Yuuri answered softly. "But you shouldn't let yourself get so worked up, I don't deserve it." He was at the edge of his seat, trying to get as close as he could while still being far away. "I want you to be happy, no matter who you ended up with, and I swear on my life that we will fix what is happen in Shin Makouku. Murata is on his way right now." Even if his life was perminantly on Earth he still held responsibilites to Shin Makouku. He was, after all, their king at one time.
"Wolfram," He changed the direction of the conversation for a moment. "the other me has helped you through this, hasn't he? Don't take your anger at me out on him...I'm the one who left you alone. In his life, he went back to you, he acknowledges you, that's why he calls you by different names? So he wont forget the person he left behind."
"Please understand..."Yuuri sighed, resting his head in his hand. "I didn't...I didn't know it was possible...Wolfram I thought I'd never see any of you again...I'm so sorry this is happening, I always wanted to avoid war."
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He held Yuuri’s gaze, “I am with someone, but it’s very difficult and at first I refused to say anything about love. He seems to understand a lot more than I do. Of course he would, because that person is Ken Murata. He makes me laugh...but I can’t forget you. Yuuri, the other you, he’s very special, kind and thoughtful, just like you. That’s why it’s so hard.”
He brought Yuuri’s hands to his lips and kissed his knuckles. “I’ll never forget you. I’ll always be yours first even though we can’t be together and I am with someone else and you find someone here. I’ll always be yours.”
It took every ounce of his strength because this is what Anissina had meant by growing up. He had to let Yuuri go so that he would be able to find happiness here on Earth. “But I want you to be happy too. So kiss me goodbye, Yuuri, because Shinou isn’t going to let us stay together and its better that we both choose to be happy and still love each other.”
He had to be strong, he had to grow up.
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He clearly tensed at the mention of Murata, but he didn't say anything about it. What right did he have...though he wouldn't be able to shake that easily.
"Of course I didn't forget...how could I forget." Yuuri pulled one of his hands away from Wolframs lips and cupped his cheek to force the blond into looking directly at him. "I've never found anyone who made me feel the way you do. No one elses eyes are as hypnotizing as yours or hair as soft." Yuuri moved his hand away from Wolframs cheek to put a finger under the blonds chin. "And your lips...you really think I deserve to be able to feel them again?" He had lowered his voice considerably. Leaning in until he felt a lost sensation; a simple pressure, just enough so their lips would brush. Just in case Wolfram wanted to pull away.
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The kiss made everything come around full circle. He knew that Yuuri had been thinking about him, had been as upset as he was. The only difference was that he had let someone else in and Yuuri would have to do that too. Before they said goodbye today, he’d be sure... and ... What now. He couldn’t think. He was quickly becoming caught up in it.
He didn’t want to think about anything, he just wanted Yuuri to kiss him. In his present emotionally overloaded state he couldn’t think of anything else.
Yuuri:
The tingling sensation that ran through his body felt distant. It brought him back to nights as a young adolesent, a teenager who was pushed into a sitauation he wasn't sure of and the result had left him rebellious about against it.
He'd been foolish to ignore it, how much his skin heated up under Wolframs fingers and the way his arms moved so easily to pull the missed body closer. They fit together so perfectly, it broke his heart.
Yuuri wasn't sitting on the couch anymore, he was leaning over Wolfram, one leg nestled against the blonds thigh and the other standing on the ground to keep him up. He was cupping Wolframs cheek again, his other hand wrapped around Wolframs middle to keep them together.
Their lips were still, taking in the sensaton and trying to control so much more need then the once king was letting on. It felt like minutes before he shifted, lips brushing, closing around the bottom of Wolframs lip and giving a small tug before he let go and leaned back in to close any space between them.
just alittle more time, Shinou, just a few more seconds...
Yuuri had originally ventured into the kitchen for ginger ale, but when he looekd in the cabinet there were only these weird square cups and when he looked in the fridge there was no ginger ale to be found. Where else could it be? He dashed quickly into storage room- it had to be in here somewhere. His mother always put extra bottles and things in here...
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Ah.....
Wolf’s body was on fire. He panted against the kiss. This is what should have been. This is what the universe broke. This is what Shinou took away from them for reasons he’d never be able to comprehend. He tightened his arms around Yuuri and shamelessly rubbed up against his warmth.
“Yuuri...” he whispered, eyes shimmering.
If they had time, his body would allow anything. His fingers slipped down Yuuri’s back and under his shirt. So warm. So much heat. Unlike the cool skin of the Sage, it was like fire touching fire. He could feel the strength in this older Yuuri and knew that he was outmatched in that now.
“My,” Murata loomed in the doorway of the kitchen. “I think we should stay in here a few minutes. Hello Yuuri.” He beamed that crazy goofy smile of his. His hair was longer too, tied back in a pony tail and he wore a business suit. “You always were cute, good to know that doesn’t change world to world.” He was taller and broader too, still quite slim though and looked as sylph like as usual
Yuuri:
In this version of his home, the living room was as openly connected to the kitchen, infact the pantry were he was currently digging around for food in was down a hall that was connected to teh kitchen, leading him far from the doorway into the living room. Now that he thought about it the bathroom had been on the otherside of the hallway, too.
Yuuri jumped from the sound of Muratas voice, in any world it was recognizable. He bumped his head on a shelf and rubbe the spot as he turned to look at his friend.
"Murata," Yuuri greated him, taking a moment to stare at the older version. "How did you know? Did my other self tell you all about it?"
There was a difference in Yuuri physic at an older age. His arms and legs were more defined, having grown into his body. All the time in Shin Makouku had also effet him. Training wth Conrad had given him muscle defenition that he would never have gotten from his Earth lifestyle, his body hadn't thrown that away over the years.
Yuuri was in no way permiscus, but the touch of Wolframs hands and the smell of his hair, the familair presence, pushed him into a state that he wouldn't recommend his students to get into.
He shifted further, cradling Wolfram's head before pushing him down against the couch. He was careful not to break their kiss. Yuuri hovered above him, straddling the other now, one leg tucked between the boy under him. Wolfram's lips were so warm, it was hard to stop, not to be tempted. It was like fruit laid out infront of Eve, he just couldn't resist.
At first Yuuri was gentle, his tongue slipping between them until it found what it was looking for. Wolfram's tongue was warm, and Yuuri coaxed at it to follow him.
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“Tch. I assume you know about how different the worlds can be? This is one of the closest to yours. The Red Wizard is actually looking for your world. Which device is he using?” He reached for something to drink himself from the fridge and effectively blocked Yuuri’s path from going back into the living room. “Ah, let them have their time.” Murata slung an arm around Yuuri’s shoulder.
“And while you’re at it tell me why Wolfram is wearing one of my ribbons?”
Wolfram was lost in the kiss; he pulled up Yuuri’s shirt and touched anywhere he could, he was so lost in the sensations surrounding them he forgot where they were. It was like being engulfed by a flood, he was swept away in a tide of desire for that which had been previously denied him. He flushed as they had to actually catch their breath for a moment. It felt like heaven. It had been his dream that Yuuri did feel the same way he did, and he was face to face with the hard evidence and it broke his heart that they couldn’t stay together. “You’re so beautiful.” Wolf murmured, his body was already responding of course, clearly aroused. He would think about the consequences later, he could not deny himself this moment of clarity. This was the only thing in his life that had ever made complete sense. His love for Yuuri was undeniable. It was impossible to bury completely even for the sake of another. “I wish I was allowed to make you happy." His eyes shimmered. "I don't hate you, I forgive you."
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He wasn't surprised when Murata didn't respond right away to his accusations and just kept on talking. "Why is he looking for my world?" There was panic laced in Yuuris voice, the very thought of war terrified him to the core. Yuuri did hear a weird sound coming from the living room and as he moved to go see if Wolfy was any better Murata turned him around. "Anissina said to give this to you." He reached into his pocket and unwrapped a crinkled piece of paper, it was damp from the ride over but in good shape.
"What are you talking about?" He said disgustedly. "Are they having a serious talk?" They must have plenty to talk about..."Ugh...yea, that's one of your ribbons, probably...you have ribbons?"
"Don't forgive me, I'll just leave you again." If it was Shinous will then he had no control over the outcome. Shinou always got what he wanted.
Wolfram was still heavy with muscle mass but Yuuri was no longer as small as he used to be, so it was no trouble when he lifted the blond up into his arms bridal style and left the living room all together.
The door closed with a snap behind him, almost on it's own, there was a beat of power that rolled of Yuuri for only a moment.
He laid Wolfram on his old bed in the same position as they had been on the couch. "I know you're with someone else." His voice vibrated deeply in the unused room. It was nostalgic even here. "But I can't go thinking I had this chance to be with you...and I didn't at least ask...Wolfram, I've never stopped thinking about you."
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Wolf’s answer was to touch Yuuri’s cheek and stroke his jaw affectionately. Things were happening too quickly and he was barely aware of what he was doing. “Ask me what?” He didn’t want to think about that particular someone right now, it was making his stomach queasy and he just couldn’t deal with it. Too much emotion, a quick release might just help settle things, or make it even more complicated. In any case, he couldn’t stop touching Yuuri no matter how hard things were.
“It’s enough for me to know that. The worst part about everything was that I didn’t know how you felt, you left without telling me.” Wolfram sighed softly. “I knew you were attracted and if we’d had more time... But that was not enough. Attraction and love are different things. What did you want to ask me, Yuuri?”
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"If we can stop him in this world than that lowers the chances that he'll find his way to my universe."
"Yea you and Wolfy are...together, in my world. It's actually really weird since when I look at him sometimes I see Wolfram...and you and Wolfram." The idea seemed to made him upset. "Were you into guys this whole time? What about that whole thing at the beach, you used to be girl crazy!"
"I was just a kid, I didn't know what it meant. I thought it was weird that a boy could look so cute. But you were strong and proud. You weirlded a sword so well...you were such a guy under it all." Yuuri chuckled, it was deep and he tried to hold it in by pressing his face against Wolframs neck. His voice dropped down to a whisper. "You impressed me, endlessly. And I admired you in so many ways...If I had known what those feelings meant...if I knew what attraction felt like I wouldn't have pushed you away so much...I wish I had realized while I had you...how much I really need you. Wolfram, just once I want to be with you, like it should have been...if you'll let me. " He raised his head out from the crook of the blonds neck to look into his eyes.
"No 'If you say so I'll do it.' nonsense. Tell me what it is you want, it's far overdue...that I give you want you need." The words were a reminder, that even as he'd grown he was still himself; wanting nothing more than to give.
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“You’re right.” He acknowledged. “One of the ways to stop him is to disable this device and I know how to do that, I just have to get to it. I wish Anissina wouldn’t look at my journals in the library and create things from them. She should stick to things she understands.”
He studied Yuuri shrewdly. “Hmmm....” He poked Yuuri in the ribs, “Do you love Wolfy, Yuuri?” He folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the kitchen counter with a thoughtful smile. “You’re awfully upset by the idea of him with your best friend. Sounds a bit like jealousy to me.”
Wolf’s fingers trembled against Yuuri’s skin. Had Yuuri not stopped and asked him this thing, he would have let it run its course and the thought scared him. There was so much that he should be considering and he shouldn’t be doing this. It wouldn’t be fair to both of them if they did that. It would make separation all that much worse. On the other hand, this would be his one and only chance to have that perfect dream where Yuuri was his. His fingers traced up and down his first love’s face, memorizing the new features.
Wolf didn’t want to think but he knew he had to. Emotion filled his eyes. “I want you, Yuuri.” He whispered softly. He had to be honest with himself, as much as he loved Murata he was still not over Yuuri, not completely. He’d thought he was but this last day had torn that all to shreds. “But if we do that it’ll just make it harder on both of us and it would hurt people we love. Yuuri, Yuuri.... “ He groaned. His body objected completely to this new turn of thought. “I think it’s ok to do some things.” He hated to admit that this was all part of growing up. “I’d like to just receive your kisses and be held in your arms. I want you to touch me and I want to feel as much of you as I can. I want to hear you call my name and feel you touch me because you want to. They can’t deny us that. In the end, we’ll have to say good-bye properly and I want you to be able to be happy and to know I will always love you no matter how far apart we are or who we are with.” He had to give Yuuri this. He just had to, as much as it hurt to think of Yuuri with someone else, he had to give him up or life would be unbearable again.
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"Then you wont mind coming back with us? I am glad to hear that the time difference isn't like it used to be. I don't feel so bad taking to catch my bread...but we better get going. We can't waist a second-." A small timer went off indicating the curry had warmed up completely. With Jennifer still upstairs it sat warming on the stove.
Yuuri immediately wrapped his arms around Wolframs body and hugged him tightly, chest to chest, his chin nuzzled gently against Wolframs shoulder. "Then I'll hold you like this," One of his hands moved up to cradle Wolframs head, fingering the silky smooth hair. He was straddling the others waist now, just simply staying as close as possible. "And It's never goodbye, I'll always be with you, a part of you, and i'm sorry that I always pushed you away...please remember that I love you." Those words, how long had he waited? Since he'd realized that Wolfram had made other girls pale in comparison, he couldn't help but compare them to him. There was no one like him in Yuuris mind, no one had ever made him so agitated and nervous like he had. Or made his heart race so fast. "I always will."
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Wolf began to sniffle a little again. “I was ready to let you take me a little while ago, and then you gave me time to think. This must be as hard for you as it is for me.” Perhaps hard wasn’t the right choice of words to use. He urged Yuuri’s shirt off. “Show me your body.” He was a little afraid of disrobing himself. Yuuri would already have noticed the scars on his arms, along with the most prominent one. “I want to see all of you.”
Murata’s grin was wide. “Ah, Yuuri. You should ask your older self how much he regrets not realizing he was in love until it was too late. Sometimes it is the most awkward situations that encourage love. That is probably what happened to the other me and Wolfy.” He seemed to not have much problem using the ‘pet’ name. “Trust me, I know. In any case, I don’t think he wants to be disturbed right now. Listen to me carefully. I think you do not understand. When we return to the Demon Kingdom only a few minutes will have passed and I’m not even sure that you and Wolfram will be with us. That is why I’m giving them as much time as possible. I’ll come back with you, I’m not sure Older you will be allowed.”
He adjusted his glasses and looked at the chili with anticipation. “It’s been a while since I’ve had your mother’s cooking. Bob’s chef really doesn’t compare.”
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But with the mention of Murata, Yuuri tensed, His arm visibly tightening after he moved it away to strangle onto the pillow beside Wolframs head. He as silent, he didn't answer till Wolfram was finished. "I have no right to tell you who or what to do. But, I wont deny that it does make me unease...to hear that you're with Murata of all people. He was always such a flirt, I should have known." Yuuri eased the tension in his arm and moved his hand back to running fingers through Wolframs hair, giving the pillow a break.
The pun was bad in his head, only since it was particularly hard to hold back. "I'm always told I'm too much of a nice guy, it must be why I'm no good with the ladies." Yuuri knew that he could have just kept going, that Wolfram wouldn't have stopped him. But, what kind of memory would that have left them with? Instead, Yuuri accepted what he was offered and the once king leaned up, unbuttoning his shirt and putting it on the floor beside the bed. The muscular tone his body had grown into would be apparent now if it wasn't before.
Yuuri rested back above Wolfram, one hand beside the blonds head the other cupping his cheek. "And I want to see all of you...whatever has happened, you are still the most beautiful person I've ever had the pleasure of seeing. Even with this," His thumb brushed against the scar on Wolframs cheek.
Yuuri didn't much respond to Muratas nudging until he used the name Wolfy. "Murata doesn't call him that, only I do...I guess it's just cause I would get confused at first. I mean, they do clearly look different." Yuuri started to spool some of the curry into a plate for he and Murata. It was lucky that he'd set the plates down before Murata had said anything about not being able to return back. "You think it's possible me and Wolfy wont be able to go back to your Shin Makouku..but, this is Wolfys world. Wouldn't it be weird if he was sent back with me?" Yuuri took a seat, seeming to be more interested in trying to figure out what would happen when they went back. "Why wouldn't my other self be allowed to go back...they could use any help they could get. Gwendal is king...and I kind of flaked on telling them I wasn't really your Yuuri...I guess that would have to be explained when and if we all get there." Yuuri took a large spoonful of the curry. Savoring what might be his last meal from home for some time.
(sorry for the delay. and I turned Yuuri into a complete hotty XD his poor lanky self from the past)
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