kkm fanfic : stitches and burns (wip)
Title: Stitches and Burns
Author:radcliffe_bass
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General/Humor/Romance/Slight Angst
Status: WIP
Warning: Characters may be a little OOC.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou. Please do not sue me. (“,)
Summary: It was always Wolfram who made an effort to save their engagement but a demon can only wait for so long.
Note: This is shounen ai, if you don’t like the genre, feel free to skip this post.
So here’s a little something that I made when I decided to go back to the world of writing fan fiction. This was first posted in fanfiction.net and is still a work in progress. I had a major case of writer’s block as my muse got lost while traveling somewhere along the limbo between Shin Makoku and Earth so I am stuck with Chapter 7. As always I am no English genius even after beta-reading this twice so please forgive the grammar misses, run-ons and spelling mistakes.
One of my friends clover71 advised that I re-read (and hopefully beta-read properly) all of the previous chapters of this story to help me bounce back from this dreaded writer’s disease. So I took her advice and hopefully this will work. Oh yeah, she also made me post it here in my LJ account so she can read it as well, and for some reason I found the courage to post it in the community as well. I’ll be posting the other chapters as well once I am done re-writing it (and yeah twist someone’s arm to beta read it for me lol!)
Much love to clover71 for boosting my morale and help with plots and stuff. Comments and ConCrits are very much welcome and appreciated. Happy reading!
Chapter 1
There’s a song that keeps on ringing in Wolfram’s head and he doesn’t know why. It’s been two months after he broke his engagement with Yuuri in order to save him from his uncle’s plan. Life has now returned to normal after that incident. Inhabitants of Shin Makoku, nobles and commoners alike, have come to terms with their rightful Maou’s lifestyle.
In regards with their engagement, people living inside Blood Pledge Castle never acknowledge the dissolution, much to the chagrin of their current Maou. Wolfram looked up from the book he was reading and averted his gaze towards the window. He sighed, they might be engaged but he’s far from being happy about it. Somehow through the course of time, he learned not to show Yuuri’s effect on him. He stopped following him everywhere, doesn’t get mad when he smiles or looks at someone other than him. Heck! He even stopped sleeping in their room. He doesn’t know why but ever since that incident, he’s been rethinking his future options. Maybe he’s just being patient or he just got tired of waiting and lost the will to fight for what he once considered his. He remembered one conversation he had with Conrad before all hell broke loose…
Wolfram was in his room, it was the night of the celebration of the Maou’s coming of age. The day that will change his life, after tonight, he would no longer be Yuuri’s fiancé; he can no longer call him by his first name…
Wolfram sighed and re-read the letter he created. It hurt to think that it will take a long time before he will able to see his friends and family again but he shook his head as if dispelling the thoughts. He’s doing this for everyone, especially for Yuuri’s sake. They have gone through a lot of things to achieve the peaceful kingdom they have today. He wouldn’t let anyone ruin it, not even his uncle.
He was about to sign the letter when he heard somebody knock on his door. He quickly covered the letter with a clean sheet of paper before acknowledged the other person. “Who is it?” he asked. The door opened and a certain brown haired soldier’s head peeked through the opening, “It’s Conrad, may I come in?” his brother asked. Wolfram nodded and motioned for him to close the door. Conrad obliged and walked towards Wolfram who now leaned on the window. “Everyone’s having a good time downstairs, why are you here?” Conrad asked as he joined him by the window. “I don’t feel like joining the festivities,” he answered softly. Conrad smiled, “Aren’t you afraid that Yuuri will take this opportunity to dance with every beautiful demon or human he sees downstairs?”
Wolfram felt his heart jump a little at the thought but fought the urge to rush downstairs, instead he answered his brother cryptically, “He has every right to do so, and he is the Maou after all.” Conrad looked at him a little surprised but decided to remain silent. Conrad knew his brother well enough that if blond lord doesn’t want to elaborate, nobody can juice out any information from him.
A few minutes of silence followed, before Wolfram asked, “Conrad, if you were to choose between the devil and the deep blue sea, what would your decision be?” His brother smiled, “Hmmm… since we’re demons, don’t you think it’s kind of easy?” Conrad replied as he tried to lighten the mood. Wolfram looked at him with sad eyes; Conrad knew right then that his brother was serious. He looked out and gazed at the stars, he sighed before he answered, “Whatever I chose, it’s not a guarantee that I’ll be happy, choosing the lesser of two evils does not mean you are doing the right thing.” Wolfram remained silent therefore Conrad continued, “I don’t really know what is going on inside that pretty head of yours brother so I don’t know what to tell you. All I can say is that instead of asking me those questions, you should contemplate if what you’re doing is the right thing or just the easy way out.”
Wolfram looked at Conrad, realization suddenly dawning on him. The older ex-prince smiled when he saw the realization reflected through the eyes of his younger brother. He decided that his role for tonight has ended so he started to walk towards the door; he was about to open the door when he heard Wolfram ask, “Conrad, would you do the right thing or the easy way out?”
Conrad stopped and replied, “Choices are never easy little brother, doing the easy thing is never good on the conscience, doing the right thing can sometimes be painful, and there is no guarantee that you’ll get the result you wanted because whatever you decide will have great effect on those people involved.” He turned to Wolfram and smiled, “But the good thing about choices is you get to test how good you are at running your life, and become more mature, no matter what the outcome is. So when faced with tough decisions, I ought to choose the option that results in the greater good, might not always be the easy choice but the results are always worth the sacrifice.” He opened the door and added as an afterthought, “Do remember that we’re always here for you.” Then he finally closed the door behind him.
Wolfram stared at the closed door, his mind contemplated on the words his brother stated. He walked towards his desk, re-read the letter once more as he carefully examined each word he wrote and with renewed resolve signed his name.
He will do everything in his power to stop those who threaten the peace of the kingdom he’d promise to protect. He was doing the right thing as hard and painful it might be, and for the first time in his life, he felt like he wasn’t the “selfish brat” everyone thought of anymore.
“Wolfram?” a worried voice broke him from his reveries. He looked up and smiled at his adoptive daughter Greta. “I’m okay, don’t worry,” he assured her. Greta smiled back; she knows she’ll never get an honest answer from her father since he would never show his weakness to anyone. The smile they both gave each other was an assurance that they understood how each other felt. ’If only Yuuri has half a wit like Greta, everything would be fine.’ “Do you want to go out in the garden?” Wolfram asked Greta, the little girl nodded and they walked out of the room.
“Heika! Where have you gone?!” Wolfram heard Gunter’s loud voice echoed in the hallway. Greta and Wolfram looked at the direction of Gunter’s voice; the lavender haired advisor spotted them and shouted as he ran toward them, “Have you seen Heika? I just went out of the library for a while and when I came back, he’s gone.” Wolfram shrugged and answered, “He’s probably bored and went to train with Conrad, why don’t you go to the training grounds?” he suggested.
Gunter eyed Wolfram like he was nuts, the advisor can’t believe his ears; the youngest ex-prince doesn’t seem agitated by the fact that his fiancé is free to roam around and flirt with every beautiful demon in the kingdom. This behavior is so un-Wolfram like. “Excuse us, Greta and I are supposed to go to the garden, if you do find Heika, tell him where we are, he might want to spend some time with his daughter,” with that, Wolfram took Greta’s hand and went towards the garden’s direction, leaving the poor advisor shocked and confused.
On to
Chapter Two
Author:radcliffe_bass
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General/Humor/Romance/Slight Angst
Status: WIP
Warning: Characters may be a little OOC.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou. Please do not sue me. (“,)
Summary: It was always Wolfram who made an effort to save their engagement but a demon can only wait for so long.
Note: This is shounen ai, if you don’t like the genre, feel free to skip this post.
So here’s a little something that I made when I decided to go back to the world of writing fan fiction. This was first posted in fanfiction.net and is still a work in progress. I had a major case of writer’s block as my muse got lost while traveling somewhere along the limbo between Shin Makoku and Earth so I am stuck with Chapter 7. As always I am no English genius even after beta-reading this twice so please forgive the grammar misses, run-ons and spelling mistakes.
One of my friends clover71 advised that I re-read (and hopefully beta-read properly) all of the previous chapters of this story to help me bounce back from this dreaded writer’s disease. So I took her advice and hopefully this will work. Oh yeah, she also made me post it here in my LJ account so she can read it as well, and for some reason I found the courage to post it in the community as well. I’ll be posting the other chapters as well once I am done re-writing it (and yeah twist someone’s arm to beta read it for me lol!)
Much love to clover71 for boosting my morale and help with plots and stuff. Comments and ConCrits are very much welcome and appreciated. Happy reading!
Chapter 1
There’s a song that keeps on ringing in Wolfram’s head and he doesn’t know why. It’s been two months after he broke his engagement with Yuuri in order to save him from his uncle’s plan. Life has now returned to normal after that incident. Inhabitants of Shin Makoku, nobles and commoners alike, have come to terms with their rightful Maou’s lifestyle.
In regards with their engagement, people living inside Blood Pledge Castle never acknowledge the dissolution, much to the chagrin of their current Maou. Wolfram looked up from the book he was reading and averted his gaze towards the window. He sighed, they might be engaged but he’s far from being happy about it. Somehow through the course of time, he learned not to show Yuuri’s effect on him. He stopped following him everywhere, doesn’t get mad when he smiles or looks at someone other than him. Heck! He even stopped sleeping in their room. He doesn’t know why but ever since that incident, he’s been rethinking his future options. Maybe he’s just being patient or he just got tired of waiting and lost the will to fight for what he once considered his. He remembered one conversation he had with Conrad before all hell broke loose…
Wolfram was in his room, it was the night of the celebration of the Maou’s coming of age. The day that will change his life, after tonight, he would no longer be Yuuri’s fiancé; he can no longer call him by his first name…
Wolfram sighed and re-read the letter he created. It hurt to think that it will take a long time before he will able to see his friends and family again but he shook his head as if dispelling the thoughts. He’s doing this for everyone, especially for Yuuri’s sake. They have gone through a lot of things to achieve the peaceful kingdom they have today. He wouldn’t let anyone ruin it, not even his uncle.
He was about to sign the letter when he heard somebody knock on his door. He quickly covered the letter with a clean sheet of paper before acknowledged the other person. “Who is it?” he asked. The door opened and a certain brown haired soldier’s head peeked through the opening, “It’s Conrad, may I come in?” his brother asked. Wolfram nodded and motioned for him to close the door. Conrad obliged and walked towards Wolfram who now leaned on the window. “Everyone’s having a good time downstairs, why are you here?” Conrad asked as he joined him by the window. “I don’t feel like joining the festivities,” he answered softly. Conrad smiled, “Aren’t you afraid that Yuuri will take this opportunity to dance with every beautiful demon or human he sees downstairs?”
Wolfram felt his heart jump a little at the thought but fought the urge to rush downstairs, instead he answered his brother cryptically, “He has every right to do so, and he is the Maou after all.” Conrad looked at him a little surprised but decided to remain silent. Conrad knew his brother well enough that if blond lord doesn’t want to elaborate, nobody can juice out any information from him.
A few minutes of silence followed, before Wolfram asked, “Conrad, if you were to choose between the devil and the deep blue sea, what would your decision be?” His brother smiled, “Hmmm… since we’re demons, don’t you think it’s kind of easy?” Conrad replied as he tried to lighten the mood. Wolfram looked at him with sad eyes; Conrad knew right then that his brother was serious. He looked out and gazed at the stars, he sighed before he answered, “Whatever I chose, it’s not a guarantee that I’ll be happy, choosing the lesser of two evils does not mean you are doing the right thing.” Wolfram remained silent therefore Conrad continued, “I don’t really know what is going on inside that pretty head of yours brother so I don’t know what to tell you. All I can say is that instead of asking me those questions, you should contemplate if what you’re doing is the right thing or just the easy way out.”
Wolfram looked at Conrad, realization suddenly dawning on him. The older ex-prince smiled when he saw the realization reflected through the eyes of his younger brother. He decided that his role for tonight has ended so he started to walk towards the door; he was about to open the door when he heard Wolfram ask, “Conrad, would you do the right thing or the easy way out?”
Conrad stopped and replied, “Choices are never easy little brother, doing the easy thing is never good on the conscience, doing the right thing can sometimes be painful, and there is no guarantee that you’ll get the result you wanted because whatever you decide will have great effect on those people involved.” He turned to Wolfram and smiled, “But the good thing about choices is you get to test how good you are at running your life, and become more mature, no matter what the outcome is. So when faced with tough decisions, I ought to choose the option that results in the greater good, might not always be the easy choice but the results are always worth the sacrifice.” He opened the door and added as an afterthought, “Do remember that we’re always here for you.” Then he finally closed the door behind him.
Wolfram stared at the closed door, his mind contemplated on the words his brother stated. He walked towards his desk, re-read the letter once more as he carefully examined each word he wrote and with renewed resolve signed his name.
He will do everything in his power to stop those who threaten the peace of the kingdom he’d promise to protect. He was doing the right thing as hard and painful it might be, and for the first time in his life, he felt like he wasn’t the “selfish brat” everyone thought of anymore.
“Wolfram?” a worried voice broke him from his reveries. He looked up and smiled at his adoptive daughter Greta. “I’m okay, don’t worry,” he assured her. Greta smiled back; she knows she’ll never get an honest answer from her father since he would never show his weakness to anyone. The smile they both gave each other was an assurance that they understood how each other felt. ’If only Yuuri has half a wit like Greta, everything would be fine.’ “Do you want to go out in the garden?” Wolfram asked Greta, the little girl nodded and they walked out of the room.
“Heika! Where have you gone?!” Wolfram heard Gunter’s loud voice echoed in the hallway. Greta and Wolfram looked at the direction of Gunter’s voice; the lavender haired advisor spotted them and shouted as he ran toward them, “Have you seen Heika? I just went out of the library for a while and when I came back, he’s gone.” Wolfram shrugged and answered, “He’s probably bored and went to train with Conrad, why don’t you go to the training grounds?” he suggested.
Gunter eyed Wolfram like he was nuts, the advisor can’t believe his ears; the youngest ex-prince doesn’t seem agitated by the fact that his fiancé is free to roam around and flirt with every beautiful demon in the kingdom. This behavior is so un-Wolfram like. “Excuse us, Greta and I are supposed to go to the garden, if you do find Heika, tell him where we are, he might want to spend some time with his daughter,” with that, Wolfram took Greta’s hand and went towards the garden’s direction, leaving the poor advisor shocked and confused.
On to
Chapter Two