Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden ❯ 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Hidden 10

 

Wolfram stood outside Yuuri's room, shuffling his feet. He had the faint idea of what was going on as he had already ploughed through almost all the books that Covenant's Castle could offer. A rare phenomenon called the bloody moon had been documented almost eons ago. The details were extremely scarce though it specifically recorded that all those with extraordinary powers would succumb to a kind of blood lust. They would eventually go on a rampage and destroy everything that they came in contact with when the moon rose.

 

Though Wolfram had to admit that he might too hasty to conclude that Yuuri was suffering from blood lust, he really could not just sit behind and do nothing.

 

“Wolfram,” Conrad came up quietly from behind. “Are you sure you want to go in?”

 

“He's suffering,” Wolfram answered as his delicate hand settled on the ornate knob.

 

“We know that, but we can't do anything about it,” Gwendal said as he gripped Wolfram's wrist gently. “You should just stay here with us.”

 

“I can't just stand out here and wait indefinitely. He is suffering. No matter how much he has changed, I will not stand by and let him hurt himself.” Wolfram whispered, gripping the door knob firmly.

 

“We can't stop you,” Conrad sighed, “But you must promise us that you will take care of yourself. We have no idea once you step through this door, what kind of Yuuri will face you. You must promise us that no matter what, you will emerge safe and sound.”

 

“I will,” Wolfram promised as he freed himself from their grips and into the room.

 

“Please Shinou, let them both be safe,” Conrad prayed in his heart.

 

 

“What are you doing here?” A cold voice blasted Wolfram the moment the door closed.

 

Wolfram looked around to see Yuuri hidden behind the curtains of his four-poster bed.

 

“I came to see you,” Wolfram answered truthfully.

 

“There is nothing to see. Leave.” Yuuri turned away to ignore him.

 

“I know about the bloody moon,” Wolfram stated with more confidence that he felt. He knew on no certain terms that Yuuri was falling to the moon's prey.

 

The look of horror and shock written in Yuuri's eyes as he whirled back went far to answer those uncertainties.

 

“I was right. It is the moon that is making you lose your control.” Wolfram rushed to Yuuri's side in joy. Grabbing his arms, Wolfram happily exclaimed, “That means that you'll be alright soon.”

When he received no answer, Wolfram looked worriedly into Yuuri's eyes. “What's wrong?”

 

The bending of the double black's head was his only reply. Wolfram looked down hurriedly to see Yuuri's sleeves were shredded. They were also crusty with blood.

 

Wolfram's mind blanked out.

 

“Yuuri?”

 

“I'm sorry, Wolfram. You only know a small part of what is going on. Do me a big favor, leave me be. You must not come near me until the bloody moon is gone.”

 

“I refuse to.”

 

“Wolfram,” Yuuri tiredly droned.

 

“You can't expect me to sit by any longer. You have no idea hard it is to watch from the sides while you estrange yourself from others. It's not like you. You love people with all their noisy clutter and meaningless tasks.”

 

“Wolfram. Do you have any idea what is going on?”

 

“Not much, just that you are losing yourself control. I'm still waiting for you to tell me.”

 

“If losing my self-control was all that there was to it, would you think that I would go to such an extent?” Yuuri asked indicating his slashed arms.

 

“I have no idea what to think any more. You stay mum and expect us to understand what you are going through. Do you know how selfish that is?”

 

Yuuri chuckled quietly to himself listening to Wolfram. He should have known better than to expect Wolfram to back down. Not that this was an opportune time for such a realization.

 

He was dizzy from blood loss, worn from the emotional roller coaster he had been riding on. Worst of all was the strength of the bloody moon. The figure of Wolfram stalking around the room in an attempt to calm down made him feel hungry; Hungry for coppery red fluid that offered his salvation.

 

“Wolfram,” Yuuri rasped with the last ounces of his reasoning. “Leave this room now!”

 

“I refuse,” Wolfram voiced his last defiance.

 

“You should have listened,” Yuuri whispered as the monster clawed its way out his belly.

 

Then Yuuri straightened, totally abandoning the suffering fetal position earlier. He walked towards Wolfram in purposeful strides, unleashing his power to keep the blonde prince in his position.

 

“Yuuri?” Wolfram asked confused as the blue waves of power wrapped like a cage around him.

 

“You said you wanted to know everything. Here is your answer.” Yuuri whispered into his ear, his baritone voice becoming like the purr of a panther.

 

Without warning, sharp fangs pierced into Wolfram's throat. The scream unleashed was cut short abruptly Wolfram's demonic life source started to stream through his wound, in his blood, to replenish Yuuri's lack thereof.

 

The great teak doors slammed open with the scream to reveal the horror to the royal brothers. Yuuri was sucking the wound he had created with the copious amount of blood flowing out. Wolfram was limp, leaning against the support of Yuuri's frame, the only thing still keeping him standing.

 

The glassy look in Wolfram's eyes spurred the otherwise petrified brothers into action.

 

When Conrad tried to bring Wolfram away, he was slammed by the magic that had escalated within the vessel which was Yuuri. Gwendal and Gunter tried but they were no match for the fully unleashed Maou's power.

 

“What have you done to him? Let Wolfram go,” Conrad shouted above the loud winds that tore through the room to keep the others at bay.

 

“You'll be sorry if you don't,” Gwendal added even if he was at a dead loss otherwise.

 

“Get out of here,” Demonic Yuuri ordered, his arm still holding on to a bloody Wolfram. Wolfram's emerald eyes were still glassy but his heavy breathing indicated that he was alive, for now.

 

“Stop… Yuuri… what are you doing?” Wolfram asked his heavy panting making it hard to understand what he was saying. He pulled at Yuuri's sleeve tiredly.

 

“You should have listened, Wolfram,” the normal kind hearted king emerged temporarily as the winds died down. “I can't control myself anymore. The blood moon, she's here.”

 

With this last concluding remark, Yuuri's eyes took the tint of the red moon that decorated the backdrop.

 

“Wolfram, run.” Gwendal shouted as he slammed a blow on the Maou with all his might.

 

“Insignificant,” Yuuri smirked evilly as he easily deflected it while gripping on tightly to the struggling Wolfram. Wolfram could not make a break from the Maou, no matter what he did.

 

“You don't know when to follow instructions, Wolfram. The confinement spells only keep me in the room. The poor chap tried so hard to keep me confined in this room that he forgot not to let you in.”

 

“Yuuri, kept you confined here?” Conrad whispered.

 

“That's all gone to naught, since you all are inside anyway.”

 

“Run,” Wolfram screamed at his brothers. “Leave me, I'll never make it.”

 

The brothers stood hesitant, brotherly love would not allow them to just escape. Gunter had already run out to get more reinforcements.

 

“Do you want your brothers to be safe?” Yuuri asked Wolfram. “I can assure it if you stay inside.” His handsome face not betraying any emotion.

 

“Yes.” Wolfram answered, praying very hard that the answer would not backfire.

 

“So mote it be,” Yuuri stated as he used his power to seal the room after he escorted the brothers using a rather strong wind. Sealing Wolfram in with no chance of escape.