Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Kyo Kara Maoh, this is purely fan-made!

Note: Change of plans. The original story of 'Twinless' was a crossover with Fatal Frame that I called 'Twin Butterflies,' but I guess it wasn't working out like I'd hoped. Because for some reason, it kept putting 'Fatal Frame' as the main base of the story instead of Kyo Kara Maoh and no one could find it! Therefore, I've decided to change my approach. This story still focuses on Sara and Yelshi as twins but this time, there's a plot twist. Yelshi is still alive! I'm following a bit of the storyline that I understand from the light novels (even though I've never officially read any of them) and also Sara's story from the 3rd season of the anime. Only, I'm switching the fact that from the light novels, Sara was the twin that was stillborn who was saved by some of Alazon's power to it being Yelshi. So, I know this is a spoiler, but lets just say that Berias and Alazon both THOUGHT Yelshi was dead a long time ago but someone spirited the child away while he was still alive and raised somewhere else. But now, they're about to learn differently...

P.S. I'm still using the song 'Falling' by Cyroshell because it sets the mood for the story and slightly describes whats happening. As in how Sara has "...mistrusting and skeptical eyes..." and how Yelshi is 'counting on' Sara to find him so they can finally be brothers again. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Dream Possession

(Falling by Cyroshell)

Lights out
No one here
Hear the silence
Scent of fear
You start running
With mistrusting and skeptical eyes
Are you haunted?
I call out

I'm counting on you
Falling
Is this the end of the line
And can we make it in time?
Falling
My world is spinning around
I'm crashing into the ground
Falling
Now I need you to see
It's up to you and me
I'm counting on you

In the shadows
All gray
Darkened days
A stone in my chest
The feel weighs me down

I'm counting on you
Falling
Is this the end of the line
And can we make it in time?
Falling
My world is spinning around
I'm crashing into the ground
Falling
Now I need you to see
It's up to you and me
I'm counting on you

Far out of reach
Listen to them preach
Bring you to your knees
Till you're too hard to please
Soon you will see
If you won't set you free
In time you'll know
How to let it go

Falling
Is this the end of the line
And can we make it in time?
Falling
My world is spinning around
I'm crashing into the ground

I'm counting on you

To push on through...


That night, Sara gasped sharply and twisted his blankets into tight fists of twisted fabric until his knuckles turned white. And he shuttered inwardly as his dreams suddenly spiraled into sensations of intense sorrow and unending yearning. Dreams full of loneliness, fear, and darkness...

Sara could also hear a distant-almost incoherent-voice whispering his name over and over in his ear. Each time, striking him more deeply, like a sword being driven through his heart. Calling him. Always calling for him to come find them.

The voice seemed so real that Sara could almost feel their moist breath on his exposed neck; breathing with such cold breath that sent violent chills down his sweat-glistened skin. At first, when the dream first began, the voice seemed so quiet and weak. And yet at the same time, it echoed like a scream against the silent shadows of Sara's mind. Growing louder and louder until the whole chamber seemed to be filled with their desperate cries for him.

And then, all of a sudden, as Sara tossed around wildly in his sleep, trying to tear himself away from the dream, another startled gasp escaped Sara's lips as he felt as though someone was slowly tracing their hands up along the base of his spine. Then, Sara's breath caught as their arms slowly wrapped around his chest, locking Sara in place, unable to escape their embrace.

Then the voice breathed slowly into his ear, "...Finally, I found you..."


With a startled cry, Sara's eyes snapped open and he bolted upright in bed. His chest heaving. Rain slowly pattered against the glass of his window, but other then that, all was silent again. The only other sound he could hear was his racing heartbeat and shallow breathing.

It was so unlike him to get frightened like this. Even now, Sara was still trembling violently. But whether it was from the cold or from his nightmare, he couldn't say.

His entire body still felt cold by the time Sara had mustered the energy to rouse himself from his bed and finally get dressed. Because although it was still dark outside due to the heavy rainfall, Sara knew that it was morning.

He had always prided himself in being an early riser. Because Sara knew the value of each moment should not be wasted, especially when running a Kingdom at his young age. For there were those who still looked down upon Sara despite his obvious intelligence and cunning as a ruler. All because of how young he was.

However, there were small moments of weakness like this that proved that Sara was still just a boy at heart. Even he could feel anxiety, fear, uncertainty, and loneliness just like anyone else. But Sara had learned over the years never to show these feelings. Or else others would continue to doubt his capacity to govern as the youngest King of Small Shimaron in recorded history.

Therefore, Sara concluded, this feeling that had manifested in his dreams just now, the feeling of wanting desperately to be needed by someone, had done so because of his feelings towards Yuri, the Demon King...

Ever since they had first met, Sara had found himself on numerous occasions unveiling his true feelings. Small bits of truth that slowly began to eat away at the barriers Sara had erected to protect his heart.

Now more than ever before, Sara felt this loneliness that kept distracting him from his daily duties. And it was all Yuri's fault for cruelly awakening these long buried emotions by being so kind and warm to him. The first person to ever get inside Sara's closed heart and see his true self behind the tinted shades.

Not even having Berias by his side was able to stem Sara's longing for a companion. It didn't matter so much what kind; a friend or a lover as long as they belonged only to him. That was one thing Berias was convinced that not even Yuri could change about Sara.

When Sara wanted something, he wanted it all to himself. Because if he shared it, Sara was afraid it would be taken away or that they would lose interest in him. Similar to how Sara had 'shared' his father with the Kingdom when he was still alive.

His father Gilbert had always been distant, but at least he still belonged to Sara in his mind...

There had always been this empty part of Sara. A part that he could never fill; as though half of him were missing. So unconsciously, Sara had always sought the one who would complete him in others, and so far, the closest person who had been able to do that, was Yuri.

Therefore, Sara decided, it was time to visit the Demon King once again. Maybe then, if he could win Yuri over, this terrible ache would go away. If not, then Sara was tempted to steal him away just to make this feeling of emptiness inside him fill with Yuri's warmth and drive away the cold.


"Berias, I need to see Yuri," Sara said out of the blue just as he finished the last of his paperwork for the day. Surprising his protector more with the unusually thick emotion in his King's voice.

Concerned, Berias asked, "Why? Did something happen Your Majesty?"

Sara slowly replaced his quill in the inkwell on his desk before leaning back and looking at Berias blankly, his eyes slightly glazed with a lingering weariness from the night before.

He knew that hardly anything escaped the notice of his bodyguard, Berias, especially when it came to his well-being. Doubtlessly, Berias could already sense that something was troubling Sara, which was all the more reason for concern since almost nothing bothered his King.

But Berias was known to wait before he said anything until Sara brought it up first so long as it wasn't urgent. As it had been with the arrow. That way, it didn't appear that Berias was being pushy or overly protective of his beloved King.

Knowing all this, Sara answered simply, "No. I just need to see him. I can't focus on my work for some reason, and all I can think about is seeing him..."

Berias closed his eyes for a moment before looking up with a brief nod, "Very well. I'll send him a message requesting an audience here in-"

"I have to go to him Berias," Sara interrupted sharply, rising from his chair, "Things are still too unstable here for it to be safe for Yuri. Besides, his subordinates will only think I'm luring Yuri into another trap the way I did before. Therefore, I have to go to him as a sign of..." he trailed off for a moment to blink slowly as a wave of dizziness swept over him before finishing, "...good faith."

Troubled by this, Berias walked over to Sara from his usual perch behind him and felt Sara's forehead, "Are you alright Your Highness? You seem unwell..."

Pulling his hand away, Sara turned to Berias and smiled weakly, "I'll be fine Berias. I just wasn't able sleep much last night. Besides, that has nothing to do with my request," he added coolly, giving Berias the impression that he had better drop it before Sara grew irritated.

"Understood," Berias nodded, reluctantly stepping away again, "I will do as you ask. But I insist that you get some rest now that your work for today is done."

Sara chuckled, "Fair enough Berias, just let him know that I want to come as soon as is acceptable."

"I will," Berias promised, and then he left to send the message at once.

I have to see him, Sara thought to himself, hugging his shoulders as if to stem the cold, I can't stand this terrible aching feeling in my chest anymore. I have to make Yuri my own-have him by my side-or it will never go away. Only he can do it. No one else can do what Yuri does; no one else can touch my heart. That's why, Berias, that's why I have to see him...before I do something I'll regret.


Soon after Berias had sent Sara's message, they had quickly received a favorable reply from Yuri that very evening that said they could come. Seeing no reason to delay in the preparations, Sara informed his councilors and the castle staff of his impending departure. Berias of course followed close behind him, ever watchful of his young King, and the two of them quickly made preparations to depart that very night for the Great Demon Kingdom so that they would arrive there by morning.

The whole time they were preparing to leave, Berias's gaze never left Sara even for a moment because he knew that something was happening. Something that Sara was unwilling to admit. There was a fear behind his golden eyes that Berias had not seen in his nephew since he had almost lost his mother during Janis's rampage. Therefore, Berias grew even more concerned about him...

Still, he was also curious to know just what Sara was planning during this trip to see Yuri and why he expressly desired to go straight to the Great Demon Kingdom now; when there was still so much to do here.

Usually, Berias was able to read his nephew's actions quite well. This time however, Berias was unsure what to make of Sara's recent behavior. He could only assume that Sara knew what he was doing and do his utmost best to uphold the wishes of his King...