Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ Pulled in Two Directions ❯ The Vision ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Yuurimaoh
They were both still fuming when they pulled away, but not as much. The anger had converted into desire, which was a welcome substitute for the both of them after suffering so many fights.

Anime/Manga: Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Romance / Drama / Adventure | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.28.2009 | Updated On: 01.14.2017 | Pages: 7 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 311 | Status: Work In Progress

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Chapter 6: The Vision

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The Demon King's bi-colored eyes were affixed onto an image that floated across each of the faces of a small glass pyramid. The pyramid was held within the claws of a demon statuette. The demon raised a slight eyebrow in surprise when he was alerted to an intrusion of the orb chamber, and he looked on as the other-worldian representative managed to not only open the orb, but escaped with his life as well. Such a thing had not been possible during his reign. The orb was an ancient test of royal blood. The demon kings of past required blood that was powerful enough to cause the orb to open. If it opened, then that person was to be made king. No one outside of the royal family knew what was inside the orb. All that was publicly known was that its true core could drive a demon mad with the desire to take it. And, it had been centuries since anyone managed to extract the center of the core. The Demon King himself hadn't been able to get that far. The only conclusion was that this...other-worldian representative was not what he seemed to be. The youth could even be a possible threat.

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"I've seen it," Yuri admitted. All eyes fell on him. "I've seen the orb's core. It's a two-piece figurine of a dragon flying above a demon."

Varyx blinked at this new information. Did he just say "a dragon and a demon" in the same sentence? Varyx couldn't believe his ears. 'I think it's finally time for me to introduce myself properly.' Varyx climbed onto the counter, not unlike a lizard would, and stood on his hind legs. 'My name is Varyx Kaziek.'

Ken focused his complete attention on his small friend, knowing that the dragon would reveal something very important. Yuri gave the dragon a blank, confused stare. Wolfram, however, was struggling to close his open mouth.

"Kaziek?" Wolfram's question was nearly a squawk. "But, I thought Kazieks were extinct! How is this possible?" Above all other animals, the blonde had always respected dragons. A dragon's mind was further advanced than even a demon's in their world. He felt a wave of shame go through him at not recognizing a Kaziek, especially one that was quite literally under his nose presently.

"Extinct?" Ken grew even more curious about Varyx's background.

"A Ka-what?" Yuri was as lost as ever.

'I am a breed of dragon that died off a thousand years ago,' Varyx stated, clearing his throat and trying his best not to feel miffed or disappointed at the two other-worldians' reactions.

"A Kaziek alive now would be," Wolfram ranted, "Well, it would become a prince of all dragon kind! How is this possible?"

The three boys gave the dragon their undivided attention as he began to explain. 'Perhaps, I should start from the beginning. It all started with my father remarried. He took a female that was not much older than myself as his new wife. A demon named Julia.' Varyx sighed. 'I was against it at first, but then I saw how much they really loved each other. She ended up being my step mother, but more importantly, my good friend...'


~~~~~~~A Thousand Years Ago~~~~~~~


"Varyx..." The way the name was spoken sounded almost like a bird's song. The unique, trilling voice belonged to a teal-haired demon named Julia. "Varyx, I have a secret. A secret so grand that there is no one else that I can trust to divurge it to..."

"A secret?" Varyx urged warily when he finally noted the worried tone hidden within her voice. "What is this about?"

Julia carefully turned around. "I'll miss you, Varyx," She continued in an almost mystical manner. "You have been a comforting presence to me. It pains me to let you know of the vision I just had."

"A vision," Varyx repeated dryly. Whatever she had seen didn't seem to be anything good from the way she danced away from his gaze. Though her blind eyes were unreadable to him, the rest of her body language wasn't. And, whatever did she mean by "I'll miss you"?

"I saw something ominous. The end of this land and the end of your species," Julia explained gravely. "You must travel to the future. And it is my job to do everything within my power to send you off before the Destruction begins."

"The future?" Varyx fought the feeling of panic that began to build up inside of him. "What do I have to do? Is there any way to stop this...this Destruction you've foreseen?"

"It is an half-blood you will protect. It is an half-blood you will love," Was Julia's vague response, as if she had fallen into a trance. "And it is an half-blood that will save us all. You have to bring him to us."


Three wide eyes gaped at Varyx as he finished his story. All three gazes had different degrees of disbelief, pity, and concern.

"Half-blood?" Ken asked aloud as he analyzed the words that Julia had told Varyx.

"What half-blood?" Wolfram echoed. The question was on everyone's minds.

Varyx sent Yuri a cold glare. 'I'm pretty sure as to which half-blood Julia was referring to. But, I don't have to be happy about it.'

Yuri frowned. He had a feeling that Varyx was against him somehow from the beginning, but now his animosity was out in the open for all to see. Yuri took it like a slap in the face. "Hey, I'm not in a very different position than you are right now. I was plucked away from my home to help save another world as well, so don't look at me like I'm infected with some deadly virus that could kill us all!"

Wolfram glanced from Varyx to Yuri to Varyx again. He somehow pieced together the only conclusion he could arrive to. According to Julia's vision, Yuri would end up being Varyx's 'love.' A very cold feeling came over Wolfram's body at that moment. He felt his heart wretch for a moment and realized that he was starting to feel a strange anger towards Varyx. "Maybe she was wrong. Maybe that part of her vision wasn't-"

'Julia's visions were never wrong.' Varyx insisted. 'What she said always came true.' Even if he didn't wish it, the dragon added in the back of his mind. Varyx never liked it when others made decisions for him. He absolutely hated the fact that he was predestined to fall in love with such an useless other-worldian. But, even Varyx couldn't escape his fate. And he hated that part the most.

Neither Varyx, Wolfram, or Yuri saw the pained expression that came over Ken's face momentarily. Ken felt hurt, somehow, but he wasn't about to jump into the trio's argument. They had enough to deal with when it came to the loss of a world of the past and the future of the world they were in.

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"You wished to speak with us?" Conrad asked the Demon King, accompanied by Yozak.

"Yes," The Demon King purred. Though Conrad did not turn out to be the other-worldian representative, the Demon King still had an insatiable attraction to him. "One of my dragon riders felt a magnetic pulse beneath a section of land not too far from our kingdom. We believe that the shattered relic may lie beneath it..."

"You want us to gather a digging party until we find it?" Asked an incredulous Yozak.

"Sometimes the best way to handle things are the simplest ways," The Demon King smirked. The organized digging was a decoy. Just something to distract the representative and his newfound friends from trying to find the orb chamber again. Luckily, the entrance to the chamber never appeared in the same place twice. But, better to be safe than sorry.


~~~3 weeks Later~~~


Yuri Shibuya wondered fervently what he ever did in a past life to deserve such hardships. The Demon King ordered everyone within a fifty mile radius to create a dig site in the area of a magnetic pulse beneath the ground that was believed to be the planet's relic. Though Yuri wore a sleeveless white shirt and gray shorts, the sun pricked at him from all sides. There was no need to wear a mask, but the dust beneath them somehow still kicked up into the air. He had a feeling that his lungs were filling up with dirt as well. After plunging his shovel into a pile of dirt, Yuri turned to his side and wiped a smudge of dirt off of Wolfram's nose.

The act had caused Wolfram to blush slightly, and then, he concentrated even harder on digging. Two weeks prior, Wolfram had finally explained to Yuri why they were forced to share a room and a bed. Yuri had laughed at first, but then cut his laughter short as he saw that Wolfram was serious. Yuri tried to tell the Demon King that he didn't need such a 'gift' and how degrading the very thought was, but the Demon King only laughed and told him to 'keep the boy anyway.' The two had become great friends even under such awkward circumstances, but there was something that Wolfram kept to himself. Something that made him moody at times and distant even though they were so close.

Yuri took it upon himself to find out what that was, even if it killed him. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked over his shoulder. Ken had taken a break from digging as well and sat down to talk with Varyx. The dragon felt Yuri's gaze and didn't hesitate to send a glare his way. Despite Julia's vision, Varyx and Yuri argued like squabbling siblings. They hardly got along at all. The only person with patience enough to get along with said dragon was Ken, who seemed to enjoy talking to him. "I'm calling it a day," Yuri said aloud. "Let's go inside to change and grab something to eat."

"You go on ahead," Wolfram replied, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. "I can still dig some more."

"Digging some more now or later won't really make a difference," Yuri countered. "We should all rest."

"I said I'm not tired," Wolfram whined.

"And I say we should take a break," Yuri persisted. "Do I have to make it an order? Stop being so damn stubborn." That earned him a burning glare from Wolfram, but it managed to make him stop his digging enough to follow him inside.

Ken and Varyx watched the interaction from a distance and knew that things were going to get heated this time. They would be sure to stay as far away as possible.

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"There," Yuri sighed happily as he sank lower in the warm water of the baths. "Now, don't you feel better?"

"I still could have dug some more," Wolfram huffed. "I don't know why you were so intent on stopping me. Just because you have to take a break doesn't meant that I have to."

"Well, excuse me for showing some concern for a friend," Yuri drawled. "Why can't you just drop the fuss for once?"

"Drop the fuss?" Wolfram hissed. "Like that silent vow to 'drop the fuss' you made with Varyx weeks ago?"

"You always have to bring the dragon into the conversation, don't you?" Yuri tilted his head back, covering his face with a hand. "I know what I personally have against him, but what do you hate about the winged piranha?"

"Nothing really," Wolfram huffed in denial. "I don't see why you always take his side."

"I never take his side!" Was Yuri's indignant reply. "We just have a sort of truce going, is all."

"Yeah, truce," Wolfram rolled his eyes. "Whatever you want to call it."

"What do you mean by that?" Yuri suddenly became confused.

"Go on, admit it," Wolfram smiled bitterly. "You like the dragon more than me."

Yuri's face was frozen in a mixture of anger and shock. "What?" He found it absolutely incredulous, as well as ridiculous, that the blonde had come to that conclusion.

"But, hey," Wolfram continued to rant. "Between Varyx and Günter, you're just set, aren't you?"

A dark shadow came over Yuri's face. "Oh, that is it," He growled as he grabbed Wolfram's shoulders and pinned him against the wall of the bath. "You are telling me what all this is about and you are telling me now. I am sick and tired of your random bursts of hostility. Tell me what's really bothering you!"

Though a thin streak of blush rose to Wolfram's face, and though he shivered unconsciously to Yuri's touch, Wolfram replied with, "And I'm sick of your ordering me around-"

The next thing that happened was quite unexpected for the both of them. Yuri, after being the one to demand an answer from Wolfram, suddenly wanted the blonde to shut up. His brain and body seemed to crave the same thing, and he ended up covering Wolfram's mouth in a fierce kiss.

The blonde wasn't one to take such a thing lightly, so he responded to the kiss with a fierceness of his own. The battle ensued until they were both out of breath and had to back away.

They were both still fuming when they pulled away, but not as much. The anger had converted into desire, which was a welcome substitute for the both of them after enduring so many fights. Wolfram lifted his hands to cradle the back of Yuri's head and pulled him down for another kiss just as Yuri wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist to drag him closer. This time, the joining of their lips was a gentle, soothing sensation. The kiss seemed to wash away all the weeks of tension and frustration, leaving only the feelings that were at the core of it all, jealousy and love.