Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ Pulled in Two Directions ❯ The Orb ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Yuri watched as Wolfram approached the orb in a trance. When the blonde turned his head to glance back at him with blank, hypnotized eyes, Yuri was officially freaked out. He looked on as Wolfram began to glow blue and, in a flash, the blonde was gone

Anime/Manga: Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Romance / Drama / Adventure | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.03.2008 | Updated On: 01.14.2017 | Pages: 6 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 423 | Status: Work In Progress

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Chapter 5: The Orb

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Yuri stopped his mad dash to catch his breath. By then, he was entirely lost. He glanced toward the right side of the hallway that he was leaning against, and then he glanced towards the left side of the hallway. They both looked exactly the same. After cursing the cosmos, Yuri prepared to wander even further into the unknown. He had only taken a few steps when a door opened behind him. But, was that door even there before?

The youth peered at the door, trying desperately to calm down enough for the knot in his throat to go down. Had he known that a lilac puffball was going to emerge, he wouldn't have worried as much. Well, it wasn't exactly a lilac puffball, but it surely represented a puffball in Yuri's mind. The man called Günter was the one who emerged. The other man wore a lilac nightgown with a matching nightcap and was rubbing one of his eyes sleepily. Yuri thought up a storm and tried to secure emergency escape paths, but it was too late.

"Mr. Representative?" Günter thought that he was still dreaming. Was the other-worldian really standing before him or was he still in dreamland? No, it certainly couldn't be his dream, since the other-worldian had a different...attire in his dream. This one must be the real thing. "Awake so early?"

"Y-yeah," Yuri replied nervously. Günter's gaze seemed to burn a hole through him. "Hardly slept."

"I can't sleep, either!" Günter added, a little too excitedly. They already had a common ground. "But, I know this wonderful tea mix that puts me to sleep immediately. I'll make you a batch right away. Wait here!" Günter slipped into his room in a blur and Yuri took the opportunity to run away. He rounded a few corners and gained speed on the last turn.

'Am I a magnet for demons?' That was the last thing Yuri remembered thinking before he collided with someone. He didn't know who it was since he was rubbing the side of his head. Looking down, he saw that it was Wolfram. Unconsciously, he reached down a hand to help him up.

"I can get up myself," Wolfram huffed, brushing Yuri's hand aside. He stood up, fixing his nightgown. "Just where were you?"

"I was-" as Yuri began to explain, he heard the sound of Günter's voice echoing through the hall. "Notimetoexplain!" Without thinking, Yuri grabbed Wolfram's hand and shot down another hall, flattening himself against the wall. It wasn't until he saw Günter running the other way out of the corner of his eye that he let go of Wolfram's hand. "Phew! So, where was I?"

Wolfram touched the palm of his hand with his fingers, a small blush streaking across his nose. "You were explaining why you disappeared..."

"Right," Yuri began, nervously scratching the back of his head. "I guess I just freaked out- wait a minute, just why were we in the same bed? If there's anyone that should be asking questions, it's me!"

"Ha!" Snarled Wolfram. "Like you didn't know that I'm the representative's-"

'Apparently, no one will ever complete a phrase today,' thought Yuri, as yet another noise distracted him. "Did you hear that?"

"You heard it, too?" Wolfram looked for the source of the strange, screeching noise. He put his hands to the wall as if to put his ear against it, but he ended up falling right on through.

"Where'd he go?" Yuri asked aloud, whipping around his head.

"I'm in here," Came a groan from the other side of the wall.

"Huh?" Yuri carefully put his hand out, not believing his eyes when he saw it pass through the wall. "I swore this was solid just a minute ago!" Against his better judgment and heeding his curiosity, Yuri walked through the wall to the other side. He had expected to end up on the other side of the hall. What he didn't expect was a stone-paved chamber. On his left, Wolfram was standing up and fixing himself for the second time that day. "Where are we?"

"Hell if I knew," Wolfram muttered.

"You mean you don't know and you're the one that lives here?" Yuri shook his head in disbelief.

"Do you have any idea how immense this castle is?" Wolfram defended himself. "We wouldn't be here in the first place if you hadn't have been such a wimp and made us run away from Günter!"

"Hey, I didn't plan on us getting lost!" Yuri retaliated. "And just who are you calling a wimp?" Yuri felt around the wall, but it became solid again. They were stuck there.

"Just let it go," Wolfram sighed, "And let's find a way out of here."

The two young men walked in a straight line with caution. They neared a spiral staircase leading further into the ground. After a glance at each other, they hesitantly moved forward. Small, glowing, floating blue orbs lit their path. By the time they reached the bottom of the staircase, Yuri's stomach began to grumble audibly. At Wolfram's annoyed glare, he answered, "I'm sure you haven't eaten breakfast, either."

"On the contrary," Replied Wolfram in a calm voice. "By the time breakfast had arrived, you were already gone. So, had you not disappeared, you would have been fine."

For the fifth time that morning, Yuri regretted ever getting out of bed in the first place. A glint caught his eye, however, and he let the breakfast deal slide. The glint was reflecting off a larger orb. "What is that?"

Wolfram had been very quiet after making his point. He had seen the light coming from the large, sharp orb before Yuri had even noticed it. The glow drew Wolfram towards it. He felt warm and cool at the same time and, before he knew it, his feet had already taken him to the orb.

Yuri took a greedy gulp of air when he realized that he was holding his breath the entire time. Why did everything seem to happen to him all at once? He woke up to strange surroundings, was almost kidnapped by a purple puffball, became lost, and now the only person that was by his side was gone. Frowning, he stepped up to the orb to observe it or at least to find out where the other boy had gone. He touched it with his right finger and received a painful shock of electricity. "Ahh!" Where he had pressed his finger, there was a smudge of blood. Yuri frantically held his hand to his face to see a trail of dripping blood going down his wrist.

The orb formed cracks around Yuri's blood, absorbing it and multiplying it until the blood wound completely around. He inhaled sharply when the bloody cracks split open to expose two hovering figurines. The figurines formed a circle, the one at the bottom was in the shape of a man and the one at the top was in the shape of a dragon. Yuri squinted at the carved details. The man had serpentine eyes and pointy ears. The dragon echoed the man's position, but his wings curved above them. Yuri reached in and tried to grab the figurines, but was blasted away by a magical force. He didn't know what possessed him to try to take them, but he equally knew that he needed to have them.

With the blast, he staggered backwards. The heel of his foot came into contact with a knee...Wolfram's knee. "He's back?" Yuri hadn't a clue on how the blonde boy had returned. But, there he was, asleep on the ground behind him. Yuri bent down to shake the other boy's shoulder. When he didn't stir, he lifted him into his arms, carefully cradling his head onto his shoulder. A serious expression crossing his face, he stared at the orb once more. With Wolfram in his arms, he approached the orb for the second time. This time, they both disappeared.

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How many things could go wrong in a single moment? Yuri sat with his elbows on his knees, his hands with his interlaced fingers rested over his mouth as he contemplated. He had placed Wolfram onto the bed carefully and had been waiting patiently for the boy to awake. Yuri felt responsible, annoyed, and more than a little worried at the same time. He couldn't chance leaving to find help and getting lost again. No, that would be his last resort. All he could do was wait.

Whether it was patience or luck, Wolfram seemed to have heard his plea. The blonde's eyes fluttered open, unfocused at first, but quickly coming into focus. "Mmm?" A moment later, he sat up, gasping. "Yuri!" The second that Wolfram's eyes met Yuri's, he blushed from the neck up. He didn't think that Yuri would actually be there. Worse yet, the first thing that flew out of his mouth was Yuri's name. What was the matter with him? He was supposed to hate the other-worldian! He was not supposed to be worrying about him! "I-I see that you got us out of there."

Yuri nodded once. "How are you feeling? The orb sent you somewhere and then spit you back out. It refused to send me where you were or transfer me anywhere unless you were with me."

Wolfram checked himself over. "I'm fine. And what do you mean by 'sending me somewhere' and 'transferring anywhere'?" He tilted his head to the side a bit. "And weren't you hungry?" Yuri's stomach answered the question for him. They agreed to hold off the rest of the conversation until Yuri was fed.

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The castle had four kitchens. Each was bigger than the last. The last kitchen was where Wolfram led Yuri. Noon was approaching and Yuri was as hungry as ever. The kitchens had a balanced mix of ancient and modern furniture and utensils. Stools were set around where a long counter rested. On one of the stools sat Ken Murata. On the stool next to him sat Varyx.

"I heard you took a little detour this morning," Hinted Ken.

"How did you know about that?" Yuri asked, incredulous.

"Varyx told me," Ken explained.

Yuri gaped at the little turquoise dragon. Varyx grinned at them, showing too many sharp teeth.

"I've never heard it talk before!" Yuri complained.

"Dragons aren't verbal, they're telepathic," Wolfram clarified with a yawn.

'Rats, he gave me away,' Snorted Varyx.

If Yuri had been on a stool, he would have fallen off at that point. Luckily, he was just about to be seated. And, he needed to sit down after hearing a dragon 'speak.'

"By 'Varyx told me' you mean that this little guy followed us, right?" Yuri began. "If he followed us, why didn't he go and get help after we got trapped in the wall?"

'Wall, you say?' Varyx wondered. 'I stopped following you after you turned the eighth corner of a hall. You can be a very tiresome Earthling.'

Yuri made himself a mental note not to ever mad dash through unknown hallways ever again. "I see."

"You were trapped in a wall?" Ken asked.

"Yes, and it was all his fault," Wolfram huffed. There was something about Ken's knowledgeable eyes that made Wolfram reluctantly trust him. 'Besides,' He thought, 'Three heads are better than two sometimes.' Wolfram was out for some answers.