Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ The Tales of Fate ❯ An Unfortunate Fate ( Chapter 1 )

Hello!!!!! Ok its official…. I'm a slave to my plot bunnies… the really persistent ones anyway. I know I have three other stories yes I know lol. But please be assured that NONE of them are abandoned. I'm writing as the inspiration comes to be. SO if it seems that one story is being put on the back burner or out of focus, be assured… you will see it again!! But at the moment I've been heavily inspired to write then as I've told you all before. I can not write if I am not inspired. Trust me I've tried and it turns into crap. -____- but I hope you enjoy this as this is my first primary Yaoi fanfic ^^ thinking of making it a crossover… but who knows lol. I will say this, THIS IS A DARK RAPE FIC. With MAAAAJOR changes in Yuuri's behavior. Don't wanna deal with the rape factor? Then please don't read ^_^ Now… ON WIT DA FIC!

 

 

Disclaimer: I own… NADA! Sadly. Lol.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He thought it had stopped. He thought that all the teasing and torture he had to go through in trying to achieve his education would have ended in his high school years. However… he quickly found that instead it only got worse. He looked at the vacant faces staring at him with wicked smiles. He had no idea however that it would have ever become this bad as he fought against the ball burning in the back of his throat. “Please….” He whispered desperately. “Don't do this to me.” He asked hopefully searching in their eyes as all that returned to him was cruel darkness.

 

 

Fear escaladed through his body as he heard the locking of the door. In one last desperate attempt he tried to fight against his captors as he rammed one of them into the wall and headed for the door. He nearly made it when one of them sent him crashing into the closest stall. He saw the water in the commode and franticly tried to reach for it as they pulled him away laughing. “Sorry fresh-shit.” One of them snickered as they flipped him on his back. “You wanted to join this sorority right? You bailed so now you have to suffer the consequences. No one makes a fool of us.” He said darkly.

 

Unwanted sex beginning here: (Skipable)

 

He could hear the multiple rustling of clothing as he could hear the dropping of garments. “Shinou…please…anyone help me.” He whispered as he cried out in surprise. One of them grabbed him by his hair and shoved something long and fleshy in his mouth. He gagged as he tried to pull away from the offending object. “No ya don't shit head. Your gonna take it.” The boy cackled as he shoved himself back inside his mouth forcing his head back and forth as he groaned obscenely. “Your not gonna have the only fun now.” One of the guys jeered as he suddenly felt hands roughly lift his backside. He felt a gooey finger inside his rectum and around it as they laughed. “Be grateful runt. This is the only kindness you're getting.” He heard one of them say as he shut his eyes, for he knew exactly what was coming next.

 

 

Pain. Unbelievable pain flooded through his system as he thought he wouldn't be able to breathe. He could feel the guy ramming inside him brutally as he tried to fight the tears and pull away. “Oh no you don't!” one of them cried as they held his arms and another man took residence inside his mouth again pumping until the edges of his lips cracked. The man inside his mouth moaned as thick salty liquid forced its way down his throat as they clamped a hand over his nose, forcing him to swallow as he fought the urge to retch. He could feel hot gummy liquid hitting him periodically as it came from different directions.

 

 

*There masturbating on me…. * He realized to himself as he filled with shame. Tears made there way down his face again as he felt himself growing numb. Here he was…getting rapped inside a bathroom, by a sorority group he wanted to join, until he found they were immoral. Now because of standing for his beliefs he was being punished. Was this punishment for being a good guy? He shuddered in disgust as he felt hot liquid rush inside his body. “When will you be done with me?” he asked hoarsely as he lay on the ground unable to move. “It'll be done when we make you cum too.” They laughed as he closed his eyes in defeat. His hands were bound, and he couldn't move his legs. What was a mazoku to do? *Conrad. Wolfram. Gwendal. Günter. Murata, forgive me for not winning this fight. * He asked in his mind as he yelled again as another entered him from behind bigger then the other three.

 

 

This time was different as he felt another hand handle his own member roughly. “S-Stop. It hurts.” He grunted softly as he realized that his hand had some kind of ointment on it. “Heh. Sorry kiddo, but we have people who want to join in on the fun to, plus we have to leave soon anyhow so everyone gets a turn on you.” The man inside him leered, as he looked down and could already feel his member harden even though he was not in the least bit aroused. “What the hell?” he said in surprise as they all laughed. He felt the position change as the man lay on his back with him now sitting on the intruder pushing him agonizingly even deeper inside as a thinner man appeared. He glanced at him and turned away as he gritted his teeth against the onslaught of thrust he was receiving.

 

 

He looked up in surprise as he looked at the young man straddle him as he licked and sucked at his hard member. “S-Stop!” he cried as the red headed young man looked at him lustfully. “I've wanted to fuck you for a long time Shibuya.” He sighed as he grabbed a hold of his victims' member before easily sliding down on it stifling a moan. He gritted his teeth as he fought against the sensations that were building inside; his body was beginning to betray him. The man was riding his shaft like there was no tomorrow and the guy who was inside had hit something that made him see stars. He wouldn't last long like this and didn't want to give them the satisfaction of seeing him cum. The red head thrashed wildly as he cried out and clutched him urgently. He bucked his hips still moving up and down and came all over him, resting for a moment as he shakily stood and looked into black eyes. “You were fantastic love.” He whispered as he yanked him forward by a lock of long black hair and kissed him deeply as the offender watched in amusement as he spit. “Next!” he called.

 

 

Shibuya watched in horror as three more guys came and rode his member and two more guys fucked him from behind. Scrapes and cuts were now littering his body from some of the rougher ones, as dirty smudges covered him from head to toe as he was pushed and shoved all over the grimy floor. He tried to move and grimaced as pain shot through his backside and legs as he could feel the sticky stiffness of the dried cum on his body. He looked around and noticed that there were only two people left. “Can we please get this over with?” he asked as he was stuck to the floor. He no longer had the energy to move. The only thing he wanted was this to be over with, and to crawl into a hot bath and try to forget this ever happened.

 

 

“Don't worry little one.” They told him gently. “We want you to enjoy this too.” They smiled awkwardly as they approached. He looked up at them through the hair over his eye. One was quite pretty, but nothing compared to the men in Mazoku. He had long brown hair and soft teal eyes. He unbound his wrist as he kissed them and pulled him in for a soft gentle kiss that surprised him. The other came around the other side and licked and sucked at wicked spots on his body that forced it alive against his will. “I apologize but we are far to aroused to stop.” He told Shibuya frankly as he bit his nipple and smirked at the red that was staining those cheeks. He didn't like it. He didn't like that they were trying to make it feel good. He didn't want them to touch him. He didn't want them to make him come. He…at that moment he wanted all of them to be erased from the earth.

 

 

He looked over at the other guy who was a little more built that had black hair and silver- gray eyes. Both were attractive for humans, but still nothing compared to Mazoku. “D-Don't touch me!” he shouted as he tried to use his maryokyu, but found it was bound. He was in the restricted area. He should have remembered that however as he tried to use that before any of this happened. The teal-eyed stranger softly touched his face as he bent down and took his forced errection into his mouth earning a strangled cry as the other took that moment to stick his tongue inside his sore passage. Pain and pleasure hit him at the same time, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. He looked at them both and…gave in. He had been fighting all along; each time they came in or on him his spirit would diminish. He closed his eyes as he slipped into his own world as he lost the will to care.

 

 

The two of them worked his body beautifully as unconsciously he moaned and urged them forward. The teal eyed man; unable to wait any longer mounted him as he hissed in pleasure at the thick shaft he was sliding down on. “Don't forget about me.” The silver eyed man taunted lifting Shibuya up “Ah!” he cried in pain as the man grunted and slid inside his sore passage. The two leaned over him and kissed each other passionately, still caught in the kiss they clutched on to each other as they each moved on each side of him one slamming down and the other moving in and out of him with fervor.

 

 

The black haired one shifted and caused him to cry out as he hit a spot that made him see stars as they both rode him while the silver eyeed man reached down and caught his lovers member with his hands as he worked the brown haired one who rode him into completion. Cum exploded everywhere as it now covered him completely. He cried out as he instinctively held on to the teal eyed man who even though just came, continued to ride him with abandon as he subconsciously drove inside the teal eyed stranger filling him as he pushed down on the man inside his passage. The man inside grunted as he thrust again hitting that beautiful spot within of Shibuya as he came inside. Shibuya winced as he could feel the massive amount of cum enter his already aching backside. The man pulled out as he went to his lover and kissed him as they each took a hold of each other and stroked their new arousals hungrily as they came again on him and walked away hand in hand taking the violated ones clothing as well. “Thanks Yuuri. It was fun.” They called as the door unlocked, and left him with the only company being that of darkness.

 

Unwanted sex (End)

 

Yuuri lay naked on the floor cover in cum and dirt as he buried his face in his hands. Tears flowed like never ending rivers as everything that they did hit him at once. Shame and humiliation filled him while he wept. He never thought that people were capable of such things. He couldn't fathom that such evilness could reside in anyone… but he learned the hard way that he was very, very wrong. “I can't stay here,” he whispered as he flinched and lifted a hand to touch his burning throat. Four men cam inside his mouth and forced him to down it sliding his way to the toilet, when a strong feeling of nausea hit. His hand lingered on the edge of the toilet as he saw his reflection in the water casted by the moonlight. His long black hair matted with spots of white dried semen and dirt smeared across his face. He looked down and saw the bloody scrape and scratches as anger filled him like never before. He went to strike the reflection when fear gripped him again, but this time for a different reason. His hand became stuck in the water as it swirled on it's on. *No! * Came the frantic thought in his mind. He had been unable to travel back for over a year. Of all the times why now? “Not like this.” He whispered. “I don't want them to see me like this.” He whispered desperately as against his will he was pulled into the water and into a world he knew all to well. Shin Makoku…he was home.

 

 

He sighed as he looked into the starry sky. He smiled in memory as he thought of the nights he and his king would sit and talk. How he missed his king so deeply. “When will you return Yuuri?” he asked as he heard a visitor. “Hello Gwendal.” He greeted as his brother nodded. “Conrad, we can not wait any longer. We must find a new king.” He said as gently as he could “Conrad, it's been over a year.” He stated as the man smiled. “I know Gwendal. I know. Can you really fault me for hoping?” he asked as he received a rare smile. “I can't. I still hope as well. He was finally beginning to grow on me.” He sighed as the two walked as they came near a brook. “What do you think Yuuri is doing now?” Conrad asked as he looked into the moon. “Causing all kinds of ruckus and getting into trouble most likely.” Gwendal chuckled as they laughed.

 

 

“He always would get into everything huh?” the knight asked. “You scared him to death countless times.” He grinned as the general coughed. “I just didn't like anything getting in the way of my work. He lacked discipline.” He grounded. As they met each others eye and chuckled once again. “I really feel for Gunter and Wolfram. They have taken this the hardest.” Conrad sighed softly. “They are strong. They will be able to move forward from this.” Gwendal declared. Conrad smiled as he looked into the brook. “Yes, yes they are.” He turned to look at the general as he exhailed. “I just wish I could see him again. He was and will always be my only king.” He stated as his brother nodded.

 

 

The brother's peaceful moment was broken as the brook suddenly flared to life and water swirled about wildly. “What the-” Gwendal stopped as both pulled their blades and were on guard as a figure shot out of the gushing brook and onto the grass now unconscious. Conrad looked at Gwendal as disbelief adorned his face. “You don't think…after all these years could it be?” He asked as they ran to the figure. “Yuuri!” Conrad called. “Yuur-” he stopped as he took in the sight. He knew it was Yuuri. He could look at the face and tell. What he had a hard time taking in however, were the now forming bruises, scrapes and cuts. “Gwendal.” He stated as the general already pulled out a blanket. The two of them inspected their king and Gwendal nearly went into a rage. “Calm down. I'm just as angry as you, but how can you help Yuuri the way you are?” he yelled as his brother struggled to maintain his composer. “Your right.” He said as they wrapped him in the blanket. “Let's hasten.” Gwendal ordered, as he picked up their precious cargo and headed for the castle.

 

 

 

 

They entered the main doors at the attendants bowed respectfully and rushed out of the way. “We need to hurry.” Conrad said mutedly. “I know.” He snapped. “We have to get him in quickly, because they can't know yet especially Gu-” He began as he was cut off. “Who can't know?” a violet haired figure asked. “Günter.” Gwendal addressed. “Get out our way.” He snapped as he shifted his cargo. “Gwendal, if you want something done I suggest you do it more nicely.” He said coolly as he glared into blue eyes. “I heard a commotion outside and went to investigate. …However I see that you've already gathered the vagabond.” He mused as he yawned.

 

 

Gwendal was about to snap when a moan came from inside the blanket as the person shifted. “Günter?” a voice called as all the color drained from the formal royal attendant. “H-Heika?” he breathed desperately as Conrad clamped a hand firmly on his shoulder. “Come with us. Now.” He ordered as he silently went up the stairs and followed the two brothers into a vacant room. One the door was shut and locked. Günter turned on them both. “Is it really him? Has he truly returned?” he asked as he reached for the blanked when Gwendal caught his eye. “Unless you can handle what has happened, I advise you don't open the blanket.” He warned.

 

 

Taken aback, his hand faltered as he held the edge of the blanket anew. “I will love Yuuri Heika, no matter what he looks like or has happened to him.” He cried as he threw back the blanked and froze. This wasn't real. This was illusive. No one would ever harm Yuuri Heika. But the truth was painfully clear as he eyed the bodily fluids that were clinging to Yuuri's skin. He knew painfully all too well what had happened to his beloved king. “Who….” He faltered again as his small frame shook. “Who would DARE VIOLATE MY KING!” He shouted as Günter and his sword glowed. He could feel his stomach churn as the eye the dried seamen on his leg and even more that was leaking out his anal cavity. His heart was broken as he slumped down onto the bed. “Yuuri.” He whispered as he wept. “I'll get Gisela.” Conrad declared as he snuck out the room and down the hall.

 

 

The room was quiet as Günter sat beside the missing Maou and held him as he gently brushed back the locked of black hair. “It would be wise for you to let go once he awakes.” Gwendal told him. Günter stilled as he held his king tighter. “Male contact will not make him comfortable.” He warned as Günter turned away. He didn't care. He didn't care if he was pushed away. He would hold his beloved Heika for as long as time allowed. A groan soon alerted them as they watched closely. “Heika?” Günter asked softly. They watched as his eyes fluttered and opened as they landed on the people around him. He jerked up as he quickly looked around and grabbed the dagger that was left lying on the bed as a hard look came across his eyes.

 

 

“It would be best if you moved NOW, Günter.” Gwendal stated as he lifted his hands. “If Yuuri Heika, kills me then it would be an honor to die at his hands. But unless he gives the order, the only one I will obey is Yuuri Heika.” He yelled as he clutched the young man tighter. Yuuri struggled to come from the cloud of confusion as he jerked away from the bed, lifting the blade in front of himself for protection. “Heika what happened to you?” Günter asked as tears welled in his eyes. Yuuri looked at Günter and in that moment he realized where he was and dropped the piece of steel. “G-Günter? Gwendal?” he asked hesitantly as they both looked at each other and stepped before him and bowed.

 

 

“No.” he whispered sadly as he backed away into the wall. “I don't want anyone to see me like this. You were never supposed to see me like this.” He said softly as they looked on to their king with compassionate eyes. “I don't want you to hate me… like I hate myself.” He whispered. As his attendant reached and held him in his arms. “Heika we could never hate you. The entire country has waited ever so long for your return.” He cooed as now the attention was brought to the door as it opened and Conrad came in. “I have her.” He sighed as he had hoped Yuuri would stay asleep. Gwendal and Günter froze as the king's wild eyes flew to them and landed on the face of his knight as he tried to back further into the wall. *No, not him! * He thought franticly.

 

 

“Please. Let me be. I don't want anyone touching me.” He grunted twisting and pushing wildly as he tried to get away. “Heika.” A soft voice like a breeze drifted into his hearing as he looked into the soft eyes of Gisela. “Please.” He started as she reached out and hugged him. “It's ok. It's not your fault, and you're not dirty. You have nothing to be ashamed of and we all still love you Heika - Sama.” She told him as he grabbed her with such strength as she followed him to the floor and held him. She held him with such love as he cried. “Oh Heika.” She voiced sadly as tears flowed down her eyes. Everyone shed a tear for the young man. As in that moment they knew the Yuuri they had all come to know and love would no longer be the same.

 

 

Wolfram sighed as he stared at the wall. A tear flowed before he had a chance to catch it as he looked over to his right. There he was. The man he had fallen in love with, frozen in time in the elaborate portrait that Günter had painted right before he left. His fiancé, who had been gone for so long that many, doubted he would ever come back. He had tried to move on as people suggested. He had gone on many courtships with plenty beautiful mazoku, but it was all pointless. No matter how marvelous the suitor, he was never happy. They could never be his Yuuri. “When will you come back to me?” he asked softly to the picture of his love. He sighed as he got up. The castle had always been quite since the king left. He hated the quietness. He had prayed so many times for all of it to go away. He longed for the sound of shouting, as the court would go looking for their king who would miss out on his affairs because he was slacking off, Günter's yelling as he desperately searched for his Heika. The voices of the two of them arguing for something that would have been so pointless, then laughing at their stupidity afterwards. The prince sighed as he walked out of his room.

 

 

 

He walked through the halls as he looked in curiosity. There seemed to be some kind of commotion going about. He saw the three maids as he followed them. “Oh ladies.” He called as they turned around with hearts in their eyes. Bowing respectfully they smiled. “How may we be of service to you my Lord?” The eldest asked as he went straight to the point. “Something happened. I want to know what it is and you three always know what's happening or what has happened.” He told him as redness touched their cheeks. “Gwendal and Conrad encountered a disturbance the night before. They brought someone into the castle. One of the servants caught a glimpse of them as they had them covered completely with a blanket but…from what the servant saw it seems it's someone with black hair.” She said softly. “But were the only ones who know that they had black hair.” The youngest whispered as the blonde froze.

 

 

*It can't be true. * He thought franticly as his feet began to move without him noticing. *He couldn't possibly… he's been gone for over a year! * He shouted in his mind as he felt a feeling he hadn't felt in to long…hope. Pure hope that he was wrong and Yuuri was there. Was it truly possible? The black haired stranger they had brought in was his wimp? The hope that burned in his chest glowed even brighter as he tried to smite it. “Yuuri.” He whispered as he went flying through Bloodplege castle praying that he would find the man he's been searching for in his heart for so long. “Please be here Yuuri, I can't handle another disappointment.”

 

 

His eyes fluttered as he buried himself into the softness that was underneath him. He looked at the white blanked that was over his head as a momentary happy thought rushed into his head. *It was a dream. Everything that happened the other day was a dream. * He thought happily as a smile broke across his face as he pulled the blanket back only to be harshly slapped in the face by reality. His smile faded rapidly as he looked around and realized that he was no longer on Earth…he was home. The sharp pain that shot throughout him verified what he had tried so hard to forget.

 

 

“Why? Why did this happen to me?” he whispered to himself as he closed his eyes. All the things they did to him played over and over in his mind like a bad movie that wouldn't end, no matter how many times he hit the stop button. The people he loved most surrounded him but yet, he wished he were the farthest away. He knew that the only people who were aware of the situation were Gwendal, Günter, Conrad, and Gisela. He curled himself into a ball as he shut his eyes trying to block the images out. “It's not my fault.” He whispered to himself. He repeated the phrase over and over trying desperately to come to terms with it. “I want to disappear.” He breathed as he faded away into darkness.

 

 

Günter slowly opened the door as he passed the guards. When he heard that Wolfram was searching the castle, orders were given that he was not allowed to enter at all cost and were to be detained if necessary. “Heika?” he called to softly as he bowed in surprise. It was no longer Yuuri looking at him. It was the spirit of the Maou. “Hello Günter.” Greeted the low baritone, when the attendant blinked in surprise. “It seems that I'll be taking over for the moment.” He sighed as he leaned against the plush pillows. “What happened to Yuuri Heika?” he asked as the Maou looked at him. “He is unable to handle what has happened. When I see that he is no longer in the state of mind to hurt himself I will release him.” He spoke sharply as Günter gasped. “Heika, if I may. Please let us reach Yuuri. He will hear our hearts.” He said as the spirit looked at him harshly.

 

 

The Maou could not deny the hope that shone so brightly in his violet eyes as he sighed. “Very well. If your means are ineffective, then I will resume the previous arrangement.” He said as Günter smiled in relief. “Thank you, Heika.” He bowed as he looked into familiar eyes that turned away from him. “Hello Günter.” He greeted as the owner of the name frowned. He wanted to bring a spark back to those lifeless eyes. “Why did this happen?” he asked as a dark smile lifted to Yuuri's lips. “It was because I chose to stand for what I believe in.,” he answered dryly as the dark smiled widened across his mouth. “In my world we have a level of higher education that is offered to young adults. Since I was unable to return here, I continued my education.” He spoke as Günter nodded. “We have specialized groups there that you can join and also house with. Because I liked baseball, I thought I would join the Zu Sho Kai. That's the group that all the baseball players joined so I thought it was a good one. When I entered I found that they did a lot of illegal things to help advanced them and I wanted no part of it. When I told them I was leaving and why…they acted like it was no problem. Then the day I was to have left… the dragged me into a lavatory and…” He broke off unable to finish.

 

 

Yuuri scowled at the dark thoughts that entered his mind. He looked over at his attendant as he reached for a lock of silky lavender hair and pulled him close. “H-Heika?” he stammered as he gulped at the predatory look Yuuri gave him that made heat flood in the bottom of his stomach. “Do you have any idea what it's like?” he whispered to him, as Günter was too stunned to move. “Having someone force themselves on you over and over until against your will you begin to like it?” he breathed against his ear as he pulled the strand of hair and nuzzled it against his lips. At that moment his eyes widened as he quickly dropped the strand of hair and looked away. “I'm sorry Günter. I didn't mean to touch you so improperly.” He sighed as Günter just nodded dumbly.

 

 

 

His mind was a blur as erotic images flooded his head at his kings' darkly erotic behavior moments before. “I-It's quite alright, Heika.” He assured as his breath caught as Yuuri smiled a real smile at him. “If it's not too much of a bother can you help me?” he asked as he tried to move but stopped rather quickly. “Of course Heika. I am merely yours to bend.” Günter gushed as he bowed lowly before his King. He looked up as he heard the sound of laughter spill from the young man's lips. “Arigato Günter.” He grinned as he looked up and sighed. “What did you need help with Heika?” He asked as he instantly wished he didn't. The smile faded as Yuuri looked down. “I…I can't walk. I need…I must take a bath.” He spoke softly as he stiffened slightly.

 

 

Günter sighed as he fought the anger inside. How he wanted nothing more then to desolate the people who did this to his beloved Heika. “Of course, Heika.” He answered as he took Yuuri's hand. “I would do anything for you.” He voiced quietly as he kissed the top of his knuckles. “I know you would Günter.” He answered surprising the violet-eyed man. “You'd even come to my bed if I asked it of you.” He said giving a mischievous smile, which urged Günter to touch him. “Can we leave now?” Yuuri asked as Günter snapped from his thoughts and gently picked up his king and carried him quickly to the bath that was down the hall.

 

 

The bathing room almost seemed like heaven to Yuuri as he breathed in the smell of the steaming liquid. Günter deposited the king into the steaming water as Yuuri allowed himself to slip into hot stream. He rose to the top as he drifted along, as the heat soothed all of his aching parts. Strength returned to him as he was now finally able to stand on his own two legs. He seeped down into the depths of the water as he reached for the shampoo. Lifting up, he washed his hair as he sighed. Cleansing himself, he felt as if he were also cleansing his spirit of everything that happened. He flinched as he backed away from the unknown hand that touched him as he looked apologetically into the hurt eyes of his attendant. “Gomen ne, Günter.” He sighed as he resumed his position and let the man wash his hair.

 

 

 

“Is everything to your liking?” he asked as he ran his fingers though thick black locks. He watched him nod, as he continued to massage Yuuri's scalp as he lavished in the feel of those silky tresses. “Heika has such lovely hair.” He cooed as he heard the boy chuckle. “I'm glad you think so. Mom was happy when I started growing it out, though I didn't think it would have grown his fast…” he mused to himself as he was sure his mother had something to do with it. Now fully washed out and un-matted Yuuri's hair reached well below his shoulders almost to the middle of his back as Günter fingered them. “I agree with your mother Heika. The longer hair suits you very well.” He complemented as Yuuri smiled. “Arigato Günter.”

 

 

Yuuri dove into the water he let himself drift to the bottom. He swam through the water as he thought. The last time they all saw him was when he was sixteen. He was so immature then. Holding on to childish ideas concerning particular matters, that as he now thought about it required a different approach. *This time I'll be a much better Maou. * He told himself as he paused in his swim. * I can't think about that now. * He sighed mentally as he rose above the water and stood. He looked over himself as he was now clean. The scrapes he had were healing rapidly as he smiled. “Arigato.” He whispered, as the element he controlled filled his soul lovingly. “Let's go Günter. I'm fine now. This was all I needed.” He told him as the lavender haired man smiled as he handed Yuuri his clothes and led him to bed.

 

 

Now dry, Yuuri stood, as he looked himself over in the mirror in the room he currently occupied. His wild black hair hung over his shoulders as his onyx eyes stared firmly as he calculated his appearance. He was clad in black silk pajama bottoms that they had tailored to mimic his own that he had occasionally brought with him. A black sleeveless shirt covered his chest that was also made of silk. In all honesty if felt good as he ran a hand down the fabric. However his joy was short lived as imaged of the dreaded event played over in his mind as he gripped his hair. “Heika? Are you all right?” Günter asked worriedly as he waved him away. “I'm fine Günter. I just need to rest.” He sighed as he went and lay back down in the soft bed.

 

 

“I have.” He told Yuuri quietly as the dark haired youth turned. “What?” he asked. The owner of the lilac hair sighed, as he looked solemly into dark onyx eyes. “You asked me if I knew what you went through right? I have. It has happened to me too Yuuri.” Günter revealed as black eyes widened in surprise. Yuuri looked at the man in new light, as he never said a word. His body seemed to move on it's own as it left the warmness of his bed. Günter gasped in surprise as one strong arm encircled his waist as the other curled around his back in into his hair, as Yuuri held him close. “How do you do it?” he whispered. “How do you get over something that can make you so hateful?” He asked as Yuuri looked into his eyes. “I can feel the darkness in me. I want to hurt; I want to make people feel as I have. I want others to know if my pain and yet I want no one to know anything at all. …How can I end this too?” he asked as he gripped the lavender haired man even closer.

 

 

Günter circled his arms around Yuuri's neck as he consoled him. “I was only a young teen. I had gone to the stores that day to pick something up for my mother, when I was stopped by a group of humans. They hated mazoku, so they decided to punish me in the worse way for being one. There were three of them and they spent six hours using my body to their own evil desires.” He said as this time he buried his face into the shoulder of Yuuri as he continued on. “I came home late that evening as my mother looked at me and could instantly tell something was amiss. I simply smiled and given her the gift and told her happy birthday as I tried to walk away. She just pulled me back and held me as she cried and told me how sorry she was. I had forgotten to wash up in the stream near our house so she knew.” He whispered as he rubbed his own eyes. “You never truly get over it. Not completely, but you can move on. You can love. You can enjoy companionship, but you just have to push the other people aside. Love is a powerful thing that can cure almost everything. But in time things will be easier.” He said as he stepped out of the young mans embrace.

 

 

“Günter…even though I know it's wrong. I want to hurt people, and yet I don't.” he voiced as he moved closer to the man who he was now nose to nose with. “Even now, I want to violate you, and yet I don't because I know it's wrong and also I don't want to hurt you.” He whispered as the older man shivered. Günter thought carefully as he looked his beloved king in the eyes. “If you want to hurt someone, then hurt me. If you want to violate someone, then let it me be. Use me however you see fit, if it will make you happy Heika.” He told him as he saw something flash in Yuuri's eyes. The next thing he knew he was being slammed against the wall as hands held his own above his head as lips caught his in a rough kiss. Heat bubbled wildly in his stomach as he returned his kiss in full as he tried to lift himself up, but found himself covered and held in place by Yuuri's hips, which ground scandalously against his own. He choked on a moan as he could feel the hot pulsating length, instantly pull him to life as he bit into Yuuri's shoulder feeling him bite harshly into his own neck. He knew that this was wrong. He knew that the two of them should never engage in such acts unless they were married. He even knew it was more wrong when he remembered emerald tear stained eyes…eyes that came to him so many times. *I should stop this. * He told himself as he mentally sighed.

 

 

All thought of right and wrong flew out the window as he felt a hand slip into his slacks which fondled him sinfully only to slip into his only hole as lust took hold of him like never before. To hell with everything the only thing he wanted at that moment was to be fucked. Not by anyone however, but by Yuuri, his Heika, who he loved more then life itself. “Yes” he hissed as he tried to shove those fingers deeper as he felt himself throb almost painfully. He looked into the dark eyes of Yuuri as he shivered as the heat that lay in those eyes as dark as night. “You like this do you?” he asked as his brows furrowed as he yanked him harshly from the wall and tossed him on the bed. Günter lay there panting as he eagerly waited for his Yuuri to take hold of him. “I do.” He whispered as he sat up. “You can do whatever you want with me.” He told him as he reached out for him as Yuuri just closed his eyes.

 

 

He sat on the bed as he pulled his attendant close and cried. “Günter, forgive me.” He asked as he just wrapped his arms around the other's waist. “There's nothing to forgive Heika. I asked for this.” He said softly as tears flowed freely from the dark haired man. “I'm sorry Günter.” He apologized again as he looked him in the eye. “I also thank you as well. I've realized that this is not who I want to be. I'm better then this, and you are too.” He said as he straightened the other man up. “So trust me. If I decide to take you to my bed, it will be with no ill intentions.” He grinned, as a blush graced Günter's cheeks. “Yes Heika.” He answered as Yuuri smiled. The two of them grinned as a pained look crossed Yuuri's face as he grabbed himself, as his attendant looked on with concern. “Yuuri?” he asked as he waved him away. “I'm ok Günter.” He sighed as he laid back down into bed. “Would you like me to get Gisela?” Günter asked, as Yuuri was about to answer when he jumped and held to the blankets around him as if his life depended on it. There was a loud commotion outside and both of them knew that voice all too well. “Wolfram.” The king voiced hoarsely as Günter gave an irritated sigh. “Rest your majesty.” He whispered as a glowing hand touched the back of his head. “Sleep.” He told him as instantly his eyes closed into a dreamless sleep. “Spoiled child” he steamed as he headed for the door. The prince was going to get a good talking to.

 

 

“What is the meaning of this?” The hotheaded blonde raged outside, as he demanded entrance to the room. “Let me in at once! I command you!” he shouted as the soldiers held their ground. “We are sorry sir, but Günter gave orders that you are not allowed to enter this room at all cost.” The leader of the two stated as Wolfram closed his eyes. “Is that so?” he asked as he concentrated. “Then I guess we'll have to change this.” He said as he unleashed his maryokyu against the footman as they fell into unconsciousness. “Heh. As if you ever stood a chance. Weaklings.” He frowned. He was going to have to toughen their training if they could be taken down that easily. He had no time for useless soldiers. Realization came to him once again as he realized the nature of why he was there.

 

 

Wolfram stood in front of the door as fear flooded him. He was nervous and scared at what he might find behind the archway. “Is he really here? Is it really you?” he asked as hesitation covered his voice. Steeling his nerve he opened the door quickly as he rushed inside. He stood still as he looked around the room. Everything was draped in white, as well as the canopy that draped the bed. His heart nearly clutched in his chest as he saw the outline of the body that was currently resting. The covers were pulled all the way up over the person's head, as there identity was still a mystery. “Don't move.” A voice spoke coldly as he quickly turned. “Günter? Why are you here? Who is that, is it Yuuri?” he asked as he looked over once again to the figure that was lying in the bed.

 

 

He sighed as he held the bridge of his nose. “Do not concern yourself with matters in which you are uninvolved.” He said as anger took hold of Wolfram's features. “Not my concern?” he said as he stared into to icy violet eyes. “Not my concern!” he yelled as he released his sword. “Yuuri is everything to me! I've waited for him for two years! And you tell me not my concern? Fuck you!” he shouted as he dashed towards Günter, before feinting left, and hooking his blade on the end of the comforter and twisting it away. “You fool!” the older man shouted as emerald eyes filled with tears.

 

 

“Why did you try to keep this from me?” he asked as the hot liquid ran down his face in small rivers. “You do not understand.” He sighed as he stepped in front of the blonde haired youth. “Yuuri has gone through something horrendous. I think that your presence would do more harm then good in this situation. Also it's been nearly two years for him…do you really think he's the same person?” He asked as he sat on the end of the bed.

 

 

The man sighed again as he pulled the ends of his long purple hair. “Oh why is it always me?” he sighed as he looked deeply into hurt green eyes. “Wolfram, no one is to know about this. The only ones who do are myself, Conrad, Gwendal, and Gisela.” He informed as Wolfram nodded. “This is so very much against my better judgment.” He sighed as he crossed his legs. “Yuuri was found on the edge of a brook. When they discovered him, he was covered in cuts and bruises, along with…something else.” He said as he grabbed his hand. “Calm down. The perpetrators are not in this world. If they were they would be dead by my own hand already.” He said as he tried to calm down the blonde fireball.

 

 

Wolfram turned furious green eyes onto the purple man as he growled. “There's more isn't there?” he asked as Günter merely nodded. “There is, but what happened is something that only Yuuri can tell you. I do not have that right.” He sighed as he gave Wolfram one last look and walked away. “Please try to leave before he awakens. You will be summoned if he calls for you.” He told the boy as he smiled. “I'm not completely heartless after all, just extremely protective of my Heika.” He chuckled as he ducked out the door.

 

 

The blonde rolled his eyes as he turned from the door. “Yuuri.” He whispered as he moved closer to the side of the bed. His breath hitched as he eyed him. His face became more defined as his silky black hair now came well below his shoulders as strong lean muscles broadened his shoulders and his arms. He was no longer the thin boy he knew two years ago. He ran a finger over the outline of his face as he crawled in on the other side of the bed. “Yuuri!” he whispered as he grabbed hold of the man he had waited for, for so long as he cried. He held tightly to him as if this were nothing more then a dream as to which he would be cruelly taken away.

 

 

He froze as he felt arms encircle him as the head nestled right over his own. He buried his face into Yuuri's neck, as his tears seemed to never end. “Don't you ever leave me again, you stupid wimp.” He sniffled as he looked into the still sleeping face of his fiancé. Caught in the moment he leaned forward lightly as he brushed his lips across the kings in a chaste kiss. “I love you, Yuuri.” He whispered as he held him close.

 

 

 

 

 

I like cute ending lol ^_^ well how is that? I decided to make this either a Yuuri/Günter fic or a Yuuri/Wolfram fic….or maybe a Yuuri/Günter/Wolfram…. Hmmm gonna think on this. But what will happen to our beloved Maou? Lots of things coming up and I'm really excited about this. I'm gonna try reaaaaaalllllyyyyyy hard to now post any more new stories, but it's as I said. I'm a slave to my inspiration and muse. And I can only go where it leads me. Well I hope you enjoyed this and let me know what you think ^_^ Ja ne!!!! and wish me luck in school *hugs*