Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou. I have absolutely no rights to it and this fic is a fan creation because I love Wolfram so much.

Warnings:

Spoilers - If you don't want to be spoiled, please do not read this fic – although, I am not exactly following the anime plot.

Last Spoiler Warning: Early episodes – episode 69:

I have only read the summaries and seen the screen caps of all the episodes so far through the internet (although I am slowly buying the American DVDs as they come out), so there may be inconsistencies with the anime and my fic. I apologize if this happens. Also, I am speculating Wolfram's role with the boxes and maybe his possession (we do not know for sure because the anime is not finished yet.)

Also, there may be many various errors in spelling with the KKM world - I have seen many variations in the spelling of Yuri vs. Yuuri, Mazoku vs. Makoku, etc . . . so I am unsure which spellings are the correct ones.

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Title: Tattered Wings

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Wolfram remembered, he remembered how he held onto Yuri's hand as Yuri held onto the cliff. He also remembered Yuri's feelings of hurt when they had thought Conrad had betrayed them all. He remembered letting Yuri know and go see Conrad when Gunter and Gwendal had told him to keep it a secret. He remembered when after that meeting Yuri had fallen to the ground crying – he remembered Yuri's obvious pain. But mostly he remembered he couldn't do anything – not a thing. He couldn't stop Conrad and he couldn't comfort Yuri. He remembered that he couldn't do anything to ease Yuri's hurt – once again, not a thing.

But now he knew what he could provide the one that he had fallen in love with – he could leave him alone. No, not unguarded, he would always protect his Maou – no that was wrong too, he would always protect Yuri, just Yuri even if he wasn't the Maou. Wolfram would just leave Yuri alone so that Yuri could do his soul searching and see that Conrad had taken over his heart.

But it was bittersweet because he did remember a lot of things. Like the time Elizabeth had come – Wolfram's own pride wouldn't have let Yuri back down from the challenge. But Yuri had been enamored; he had thought Elizabeth was for him – a gift from his uncle. Yuri had been happy that he would get to meet a girl. He must have been shocked when he found out that Elizabeth had come to reclaim Wolfram's accidental proposal. Wasn't it strange? His love for Yuri began accidentally too.

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Wolfram stilled as he looked at Yuri's sleeping form; Yuri began to shift in the bed. He held his breath because he didn't want this moment to be ruined. This last moment when he could etch his fiancés face into his memory. He had restless nights as nightmare after nightmare overcame him – so now, Wolfram stayed in his own room. He did not want to bother Yuri, nor his brothers with his problems. His pride wouldn't let him but mostly he didn't want to worry Yuri; Yuri had enough problems taking care of a kingdom.

Yuri stilled again and had his mouth slightly open as drool made its way down. Wolfram smirked and thought to himself with affection – 'what a wimp.' So as not to awake him, Wolfram kneeled to the floor and wiped Yuri's mouth. He quietly whispered then, "Yuri, I don't know when it happened but I fell in love with you but if letting you be free is what will bring you happiness, I can try to forgo my pride. No, I will forget my pride, give up my pride because isn't that love?"

He leaned over, not bold enough to do this in the morning but indulging himself for once with Yuri, he lightly pressed his chapped lips over Yuri's forehead.

Wolfram turned to leave – he didn't see Yuri's eyes flutter open as he felt someone's soul trying to connect with his. Yuri held his breath, he didn't want Wolfram knowing that he had witnessed this strange moment nor did he know what to do. Silently, Yuri contemplated what this could mean as he fell back to sleep.

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As Wolfram left Yuri's room, a room that had once been theirs, he ran into his half-brother Conrad.

"Weller," Wolfram acknowledged.

"Wolfram," Conrad nodded in his direction.

An oppressive silence fell over them which made Conrad think about their relationship. He loved his brother and had been hurt when Wolfram withdrew from him after he learned that he was half-human years ago. It was a hurt that would unconsciously butt its ugly head whenever he interacted with his brother.

Conrad turned to leave.

"Wait," Wolfram reached out onto Conrad's arm with uncertainty, "I . . ."

Conrad turned to look at his brother – he had never seen his brother like this, 'where was the confident prince?' but then he began to remember Wolfram's attitude with him. He remembered how Wolfram screamed at him about how he had betrayed Yuri. But then he had also let it slip out that Conrad had also betrayed Wolfram. Then he remembered before going out to battle there had been a rain of blue flowers – the flower that his mother had planted, Conrad Who Stands Upon the Earth. 'Could it have been his brother?' He had truly thought Wolfram did not care about him – although he slowly began to understand his brother's psyche when Yuri had appeared in this world – where Wolfram was all talk – where his spiteful words and actions were not meant to be spiteful but a glimpse of care that Wolfram could only offer through arrogant words and actions.

Slowly, Conrad smiled at him, he really did love his brother – he just had a hard time understanding him.

"Wolfram do you want to get a midnight snack?" Conrad asked.

Wolfram smiled but then it quickly became a frown, "No, its okay you have to guard the Maou's room. That's more important."

Conrad slightly frowned with that statement – 'did Wolfram think he was unimportant to him?'

"Weller, er, brother," Wolfram tried again, "I trust you."

Conrad remained rooted to the floor, 'what?' this was unexpected.

"So, please take care of Yuri," Wolfram rushed out, "he's a wimp . . . I mean I'll be here to protect him but you . . . you can take care of him okay. I want him to be happy." Then Wolfram broke out into a sprint and ran towards his room, away from his brother and Yuri.

Conrad didn't know what to do – he had never seen such a dejected look on his younger brother. Maybe he had not been paying enough attention because Yuri was who he thought about most of the time.

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The events of that night slowly blurred in everyone's mind as the climax of the boxes and darkness overtook Shin Mazoku - the plans of Shinou slowly set in motion.

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As the coming evil approached, everyone fought. They fought for a world where humans and mazoku could live together – a world Julia and others had died for.

As Wolfram's possessed body tried to destroy the world, he faced the Maou with his sword pointed towards his heart. The Maou – the one person who brought so much bitterness to him.

Wolfram was trapped within himself – it was dark and he was so alone but Shinou had planned this all along, he could not fight it. But he would be damned if Shinou's plan included the death of Yuri. He would be DAMNED – Wolfram could not let that possibility happen, not while he was still alive. He had promised himself that he would protect Yuri always, protect and guard him with his life. While Conrad could take care of him – where Conrad would share the happiness and love that Yuri had to offer and to take care of that love and let it bloom and multiply.

As Wolfram overtook his possessor, he saw his blade reaching closer to Yuri, too fast; this movement was going too fast.

With a cry of anguish, he stopped his forward movement and turned his shoulder to the left, pushing Yuri out of harms way as other faceless beings neared. It really wasn't fair, this last battle, it was Gwendal, Conrad, Gunter, Yozak and Yuri versus Wolfram and thousands of dark beings at the forefront, who knew what the numbers were against the other Shin Mazoku soldiers in the background.

Wolfram realized that the only way to end this was his death – to kill the other spirit.

"Conrad," Wolfram yelled; everyone was shocked, they had thought they had lost Wolfram to the dark spirit of Shinou. With a firm resolve, Wolfram pushed Yuri into Conrad's arms and plunged his sword into himself.

"WOLFRAM" Yuri yelled, "WOLFRAM."

"Its okay wimp," Wolfram smiled painfully.

As breathing became harder, Wolfram whispered to himself, "I finally did something of worth for you – Yuri."

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TBC