Note: My 2nd KKM Wonderland Fanfiction Series! (the 1st one is Wolfram in Wonderland)

Wolfram as Cinderella. As usual, this story won't be the same as the original Cinderella. Lots of OOCness, because Conrad and Gwendal will star as the evil stepbrothers –grin widely-

One more thing. This fic won't be as funny and hilarious as WiW. Lets just say this one is more romantic :D

Disclaimer: Kyo Kara Maou belongs to the wonderful Takabayashi-sensei and Cinderella belongs to Walt Disney, the lovely wonderland of Disney…

Beta'd by IceFireAngel (thank you so muuuuuccchhh!!!)



Once upon a time, though it was not in my time or in your time, or in anybody else's time, there was a great King who had two sons. The second son who is the heir to the throne, was about to come of age. So the king sent round a herald who would blow his trumpet at every four corners where two roads met. And when the people came together he would call out, "O yes, O yes, O yes, know ye that his grace the king will give on Monday sennight" -- that meant seven nights or a week after -- "a royal ball to which all of noble birth are hereby summoned; and be it furthermore known unto you that at this ball his highness the prince will select unto himself a bride and our future queen. God save the king!"


Among all the nobles in the king's court, there was a great noble family, the Bielefelds. Unfortunately, the Bielefelds died from an accident, leaving only a ten year old son, Wolfram Bielefeld. Soon after, Lady Peril, the Bielefeld's closest acquaintance, took Wolfram as her own son and lived in the Bielefeld Manor. But everyone knew the reality behind all that. Lady Peril, who had two sons of her own, treated Wolfram Bielefeld poorly. She gave Wolfram only castoff clothes. Wolfram was set to do all the drudgery of the house, to attend the kitchen fire, and had naught to sleep on but the heap of cinder raked out in the scullery. No one took pity on him since Lady Peril had great influence among the neighborhood. In the dead of night, Wolfram always ran to where his parents planted a hazel tree and wept.


One day, Wolfram went to the town to buy some eggs and vegetables. This was the first time he met Yuuri.

"Thief! Thief! Get him!" screamed a shopkeeper. Wolfram saw a boy in dirty old robes running toward him, and suddenly snatched him and ran to a dark alley.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Wolfram spat when the boy finally let him go. The boy opened his robe and revealed his face. Wolfram saw gentle dark orbs looking at him.

"I'm sorry." said the boy. "They mistook me for a thief."

"Is that so? Then why did you kidnap me?"

The boy laughed. "I don't know why. Maybe because you're so beautiful."

Wolfram blushed at the comment. No one had ever told him that after his parents died. With castoff clothes and cinder ashes on his face, no one would say that Wolfram is a beautiful boy. "Who are you?" asked Wolfram.

The boy sat down on a box and smiled. "Call me Yuuri. I'm just a wanderer."

Wolfram sat beside him on another box. "I'm Wolfram Bielefeld. I live at Bielefeld Mansion with Lady Peril."

Yuuri's eyes widened in shock, "You're a noble?! I'm so sorry for my rudeness-"

"I'm not a noble anymore." Wolfram cut in. "My parents died and now Lady Peril treats me as her maid."

Yuuri could hear the bitterness in Wolfram's voice and saw sadness in Wolfram's green eyes. Yuuri patted his back and said, "I'm sorry, you must feel lonely."

Wolfram didn't say anything. However, he felt at ease when Yuuri said that. "Thanks." He muttered. And from that day, Wolfram had found a friend that will change his life forever.


Note: Review and criticize… This is just the prologue. First chapter coming soon… And don't forget to read 'Wolfram in Wonderland'! I'm having fun writing it so I hope you will be happy reading it :)