Title: Trust is a weakness
Chapter 4: Trust is a Weakness; Reality and Fantasy. . .
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Kyou Kara Maou TT
Summary: Trust is a weakness that should not be taken advantage of because it hurts deeply when the one you love betrays that trust. So far, the relationship between Yuuri and Wolfram has been steady and Yuuri hasn't been denying their engagement as often. However, during a party Wolfram sees something he shouldn't have. On the verge of tears, Wolfram ponders suicide and sinks into a great depression. As if that weren't enough, an upcoming war breaks out between Shin Makoku and a neighboring human country. Can Yuuri save Wolfram and Shin Makoku or will he be able to save one or the other? Angst, dark chapters ahead.
A/N: This might be the last chapter, I'm not so sure yet. Depends on how I end this one, and I really doubt I'll write a chapter five. We'll see. Well, this chapter, along with chapter three, is the whole reason I wrote this fanfic. And, in this chapter, everything will begin to piece together and you might get confused. Even with all of the confusion going on, you will be much more shocked then confused. Well, enjoy and review!

Note: Things written like this is a flash back or something similar. . .

Normal POV

The sight that had awaited the kind-hearted, sensitive Maou had been a dreadful one indeed. Both Gisela and Konrad had tried to stop him from seeing such a sight, but unfortunately, they were too late. Yuuri had seen Wolfram's death bed. (Or too put it literally, bathroom.) He was murdered in cold blood. No one could bare with the way Wolfram had died, but the sight and sudden death had hit Yuuri deeper and harder. It was driving him insane. The biggest reason being because Wolfram had promised he wouldn't die, their first promise since the whole Konrad-Yuuri situation. The last time they acted as friends, even if it was for a brief moment, he had promised him. His death had the biggest impact on Yuuri because he felt guilty for Wolfram's death. He had made Wolfram stay behind in the castle to keep an eye on him, yet he could do nothing to protect him. Also, Wolfram had died a sad and lonely death because he died thinking Yuuri hated him and had an affair with his older brother, Konrad and now he'll never know the truth. The way Wolfram had lived the past few weeks were the worst imaginable which didn't help the fact that the way he died was the worst way to die also. All these things together made Yuuri feel guilty for everything. No one blamed him however, but he couldn't stop blaming himself. The occurrences from the time Wolfram caught him kissing Konrad up until his death played over and over in his mind as if it were haunting him. He wanted desperately to know why he couldn't save Wolfram, or why Wolfram died that way because it wasn't like him to let his guard down. Thoughts just kept playing over in his mind and he kept questioning himself as he sat there, staring helplessly at the bathtub. He would give anything to bring Wolfram back. Anything. Unfortunately, things like that only happened in anime's.
Finally beginning to accept the truth, Yuuri got up off the floor and began to walk out of the bathroom. On his way out, all he could manage to say was, "I guess I finally have to let go of you, right, Wolfram? But now. . . You'll be free from everything. . . And you won't continue to suffer. Are you happy now. . . Now that you no longer have to be by my side? Because, I'm not happy. . ." His voice slowly trailed off. He was slowly letting go. . .

Konrad's POV

It has been three long months since Wolfram's sudden death and Shin Makoku's bitter sweet victory in the war. It would have been much more enjoyable had Wolfram been here to see it with us instead of. . . No, I won't think that way. I have to stay strong for Yuuri's sake. But, right now, Yuuri seems hopeless. He goes on for days and sometimes weeks without eating or drinking and refuses to do so. He's also neglecting his duty as Maou but at this point, we're not going to force him to do that. I had Gunter or Gwendal fill in his position and do his work for now. Most of the day he's sleeping or sitting in bed staring at the sealing. On rainy days he'll get out of bed and sit on the windowsill and painfully watch the rain fall, murmuring things to himself that only he can hear and understand. Because of this new behavior, he's fallen ill quite a few times and almost died several times. Sometimes he'll wake up screaming in the middle of the night because in his dreams- no, nightmares, he's been reliving the tragic incident of those unexpected weeks. It's been haunting him for quite some time now. Now, he even tries to refuse to go to sleep in fear of seeing those memories again. It's as if he believes Wolfram is haunting him and that he won't rest in peace until he's satisfied Yuuri had a taste of his own medicine. But, I know for sure Wolfram wouldn't do that. By now, he has to know the truth and possibly forgave Yuuri already since Yuuri silently whispers the truth of what happened that tragic day to no one in particular, hoping that Wolfram will hear him.

Yuuri's been this way for the past three months and maybe that's why it seemed to drag on forever. Everyone's been strong for his sake and didn't do anything to upset him, like cry in front of him, or say or do anything that reminded him of Wolfram or his death. We had all tried to be cheerful and happy but no matter what we did or said, Yuuri wouldn't smile. Not only that, but his eyes were dull and emotionless. The shine of hope had disappeared. There was no sign of any hope at all. The only time he did show emotions was when he thought about Wolfram. He didn't even care about himself when he'd fallen ill or was close to death. He said to me once that he'd be better off dead because he would be able to see Wolfram and explain to him what happened and apologize. Wolfram's death became one hell of an impact on Yuuri and even if Wolfram had hated him when he died, he wouldn't want Yuuri to be in this condition or to act this way over him.

Yuuri may still be alive, but it's as if he wasn't there because he's not himself and we're losing him more and more by the minute. Because of the sudden change in his behavior and personality, I've been keeping an eye on him very closely to make sure he doesn't do what Wolfram's been doing, attempting suicide. I also refused to have him return home because the way he is now will make his family worry about him a lot. It would scare them even though it's scaring us too. We've been trying our best to bring back the Yuuri we all knew and loved. The cheerful, happy, smiling Yuuri. But right now, at this point, it all seems hopless. We may not get him back. He may only recover if he see's Wolfram again, but that won't happen no matter how much I or anyone else may want it too which makes his death wish seem better than living this empty, miserable life he's been leading for the past three months. To him, there's no point in his life if Wolfram isn't there with him.

Normal POV

Once again, Yuuri was sitting in his bed, staring blankly at nothing in particular and let his mind roam freely. It's been awhile since he's done that. Getting his mind off things is a good sign that he's recovering anyway. Konrad walked into the room and asked him to eat. Without hesitation, yuuri immediately responded with a simple, emotionless, "I'm not hungry." and looked away. Konrad sighed knowing he should've expected that answer by now. He placed the food on the side table. "You're going to have to eat eventually, Yuuri. This is not good for you. We all want you to go back to being yourself. You're taking this too far. . ." He trailed off knowing no matter what he said wouldn't make a difference anyway. Even Konrad was starting to give up on bringing Yuuri back. "Perhaps you're right. But. . ." Yuuri paused and got up to walk over to the window. A faint smile played across his face as he saw Greta and Beatrice playing happily outside. At this, Konrad gasped but he was relieved. He walked over to Yuuri and put his arm around him. "I'm glad that your doing a bit better now. You even smiled a little just now." Yuuri didn't respond and instead went back to the bed. Konrad just stared after him and watched Yuuri eye the food carefully as if he were contemplating whether to eat it or not. "It's not poison you know. Eat a little bit, please Yuuri." It's been about a week since he's last eaten so he decided to pick up the plate of food and eat. Konrad felt even more relieved now.

After he had finished eating, Yuuri lay down again and buried himself under the sheets and blankets. That's when Greta came in and jumped on the bed, begging Yuuri to come outside and play with her like he used to. He came out from the covers and smiled one of his warm smiles and said that he was too tired to play now and maybe he'll play later. Greta's face lit up red with excitement and a big smile covered her face. Yuuri re-buried himself under the blankets. "Konrad, Yuuri's getting better now!" She said in excitement. "Yes, you can say that. He started eating more lately and he's even smiling now." Both their hope was regained and they hoped Yuuri wouldn't go back to being depressed again. They had to take this opportunity to get him as active as possible.

Later that day, Yuuri somehow managed to keep his promise and went to play outside with Greta. Konrad stayed close by and watched, relieved. Everyone was feeling relieved now. Of course, that feeling didn't last long. Yuuri had been playing two hours straight now and was beginning to feel dizzy. Greta noticed this and brought Yuuri to the nearest chair to sit him down. Konrad rushed over to his side and gave him a bottle of water to drink. Once again, Yuuri refused. "Yuuri, you really need to start eating or at least drink something. You're losing energy and that's why you're feeling this way." Konrad said stubbornly. "I don't care. Just leave me alone. I don't want it." Yuuri replied equally stubborn. "I'm not asking you to take it, I'm telling you. This has been going on long enough. Your going to get yourself sick again and who knows if you'll get better this time. . ." He trailed off when he realized he was saying this in front of Greta who was now teary eyed. "I told you already, I don't care if I die because then-" Konrad cut him off. "Yuuri, stop being selfish. Do you know what you'll put us all through if we lose you too? We all want you back and we worry about you so much. If you won't do it for your sake, then do it for Greta." Yuuri glanced at her and saw her expression. He went to lean over to hug her but then began to feel weak and collapsed instead.

They carried Yuuri back to his room and let him rest a bit there. He was burning up and started to toss and turn in his sleep, non-stop. Konrad placed a cold, wet cloth on his forehead to try and cool him down. He had Greta go look for Gisela, so she should be back soon with her to check up on Yuuri. 'I hope he's not in serious condition again. Not when he was finally starting to get better. Or so it seemed.' He thought to himself. "Yuuri, please get better. Don't give up on us. . ." He whispered silently to the sleeping form in front of him.

After having brought Gisela to Yuuri, Greta excused herself and was going to go play outside again to get her mind of things, although she was extremely worried. She didn't want to lose Yuuri now too, otherwise she'll be all alone again. Walking down the halls, on her way outside, she noticed a strange man wondering around the castle. "Hey, Mister. Can I help you with something?" She asked, running up to him. The man looked shocked and kind of nervous upon seeing her. When she got up to him, she blushed a little. The man was about average height or at least not too much taller than Yuuri with red hair and beautiful blue eyes. He looked extremely familiar but couldn't place her finger on it. "Well. . . Uhm. . . Not really. I was just looking for the Maou. Is he around?" He stuttered. Greta lowered her gaze and a sad look replaced her happy one. "Is something wrong?" The man asked. "Oh, it's just that Yuuri isn't well right now or I should say he hasn't been well for awhile and he doesn't talk that much to us so I don't think he'll talk to you. Besides that, he just collapsed, so he's laying down and one of our best, Gisela, is checking up on him now. Maybe you should come back later. . ." She trailed off. An awkward silence fell into the room. "But if you want, you can try to. I won't stop you." Greta suddenly blurted out when she realized the man wasn't responding in any way. He shook his head and she lead the way to Yuuri.

Down the hall from Yuuri's room, Greta could see Konrad and Gisela talking. When she caught up to them, she gave them a worried but questioning look. Konrad kneeled down in front of her. He knew what that look was asking. "Greta, right now, Yuuri's doing fine. It's nothing to worry about for the time being. But, do you remember what happened last time?" She nodded sadly. "We don't want that to happen again, so this time we're going to make him eat as much as he can and get out of bed more. We won't take no for an answer if we want him to get better. So, continue to stay strong for him, alright?" He rested his hand softly on her shoulder and looked up as he finally realized Greta brought someone with her. Konrad stood up slowly. "Who are you?" He asked, observing him. He looked quite familiar to Konrad as well. "I'm Sebastian Maximilian." (Don't mind the name. I needed a name that would fit in with the rest of the characters, so bare with me. It'll get better even though I'm practically dying of laughter from this odd name. . .) He introduced himself as they shook hands. He was much calmer than before although there was a slight look of anger and sadness in his eyes. "Perhaps I came at the wrong time. I'll come back another day." He dismissed himself and ran off. "What was that all about?" Konrad asked. "He said he wanted to see Yuuri. I don't know anything else." Greta replied. "Hmm. . ." Konrad narrowed his eyes. "It couldn't be. . ."

About a week later, Yuuri was acting the same, not eating or drinking and not being active at all. They tried their hardest but it was futile to get back that small improvement he made earlier. Perhaps they got too hopeful and too relieved. Not only that, but Yuuri's condition was indeed getting worse by the minute. He was too sick to do anything and refused anything they offered him to get better. He just stayed in bed and tried to sleep, wanting to be left alone. That morning, Yuuri woke up in a cold sweat, his heart nearly pounding out of his chest as he had one of those haunting nightmares about Wolfram's death again. When he calmed down, he glanced over at the clock and the door slowly opened. "I'm not hungry Konrad. So don't bother asking." He said, still half asleep. To his surprise, it wasn't Konrad even though this is the time he usually tries to get him to eat breakfast. A young looking red head walked in instead with a questioning look. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else." Yuuri apologized. When the man came closer, Yuuri looked at him carefully. "Do I know you? You look familiar." He asked. "I get that a lot. Everyone says I look like someone they know. Perhaps we know each other." He smiled. Something about this guy couldn't make Yuuri resist to smile in return.

About a half hour late than usual, Konrad walked in holding a tray of food too find Yuuri talking with the Sebastian guy he had met the other day. When they noticed Konrad coming in, Yuuri told him he wasn't hungry and Sebastian dismissed himself and left. "Yuuri, what was that about just now? You were laughing and talking freely with that guy which is something you haven't done for a while now." "He just reminds me of someone is all." Yuuri stated simply. After hearing that, Konrad was sure about his guess.

It's been awhile since Yuuri spoke like that to anyone other than Sebastian. But he suddenly stopped coming to visit Yuuri. 'Why was someone that looks familiar but no one has no idea who he is showing up to visit Yuuri? What could his intentions be?' Konrad couldn't place his finger on it but there was one thing he was sure of at least. However, he didn't think to much on it because there were more important things at hand. They had to bring Yuuri back to his home on Earth because his illness was getting worse. Worse than the last time he's gotten himself sick. He hasn't been home for a long time and seeing his family might help him recover. Even though he acts different around Sebastian than everyone else, it didn't seem like it was helping especially since he went back to the depressed state when he left.

At any rate, Yuuri was in bad condition and this time it looked as if he wouldn't recover. Not even seeing his family again helped his condition. He didn't even do as much as smile despite the fact he didn't see them for about four months. He's probably too depressed or just doesn't have the energy to do so which is a bad sign. And the fact that his parents were worried but could do nothing about it didn't help either. 'How could Yuuri let himself get like this? He's losing hope again. . ." Konrad thought when he heard Yuuri moan and roll over to his side. "Where am I?" He asked sleepily. "I brought you back home, Yuuri. Your parents are really worried about you, you know. Everyone is." Yuuri just sighed. He really didn't want to hear this again. "All I want right now is Wolfram. Could you bring him to me?" He questioned innocently. He still didn't want to except the fact that he died. Konrad sighed and shook his head. "Yuuri. . ." "I want to be left alone. Please, Konrad." Yuuri asked, eyes tearing. Konrad got up and walked out slowly and left Yuuri in his room alone. Konrad knew what Yuuri meant. . .

When Konrad left, he went straight back to Shin Makoku to straighten things out. Walking to the castle, he noticed Sebastian standing there wearing the uniform of the men who went to war with Shin Makoku that time. Konrad ran up to him and pulled on his arm when he reached him, turning Sebastian to face him face to face. "Wh- What are you doing? You startled me. . ." Sebastian hesitated again and cursed silently to himself. "Why did you suddenly show up after so long and then stop showing up? Why didn't you come back then? Why did you wait so long? Do you see what you're doing to him? It's because of you he's like this. What is the meaning of all this? He's suffering and he needs you more than anything or anyone right now. If you had no intentions of helping him or coming back, why did you show up?" Konrad questioned him non-stop. No answer came from him. "Answer me, Wolfram!" Sebas- No, Wolram's eyes widened. 'K' so. He found out. It was only a matter of time and they all kind of recognized me. Maybe this was a bad idea after all.' He thought to himself. "I'm here because I. . . I wanted to see everyone again, especially Yuuri and. . ." He paused as he pulled out the note Yuuri had given to him before the war. The one rolled up and tied with a silk red ribbon and had the truth of that night written inside. "So, you finally gave in only to see it was a kind of misunderstanding. It's about time. But, if you don't hurry, you'll be too late to save him." Konrad said calmly. He knew for sure that Wolfram will make it and that he'll save Yuuri. Wolfram didn't need to hear anymore as he ran to where Ulrike and Murata was to have them send him to Earth.

Cutting his skin, a poet speaks with blood
A long journey this soul pulls at your hand

Yuuri had locked the door to his room and sunk into an even deeper depression. He pulled out the knife Wolfram had used that time and pressed it against his skin and moved it down quickly. He gritted his teeth to hold back the cry of pain. "Is this what you felt like when I made you suffer Wolfram? I'm going to make it up to you, I promise, we'll be even." He whispered painfully and took another slash in his wrist.
As he ran towards Yuuri's house, Wolfram remembered just a few weeks ago, he was debating with himself if whether or not he should open the letter Yuuri had wrote. 'What if it was a misunderstanding?' He thought. So he opened it and read it. The letter read:

Dear Wolfram,

You may not read this because you refuse to listen to anything I have to say on this topic but I had to write this for you since there's a high possibility you might read it and not throw it away. Hopefully, you'll believe me. The night of the party, I was looking forward to it and spend the whole night with you, just the two of us. I wanted it to be special and to tell you desperately the feelings I have for you since I never told you how I felt before and you always show them openly, without hesitation. I wanted you to know that I did love you, so much and I still do. I will until the day I die. But, what you saw, it's not what you thought. When you had sent Konrad to look for me, he knew I had asked you to go with me but we weren't together. I was hesitating to go with you, that's why I took so long. When you came and saw us kissing, it wasn't like that. Well, it was a one-sided love. Konrad did have a thing for me and with all the time we spent together, it looked as if we were together. When he kissed me, he caught me by surprise, off guard. But of course, after you saw us kissing, you obviously didn't stay around to see anything afterwards. I pushed him off of me and I was really angry but I explained to him that I did in fact have feelings for you and not him. After that, I was really nervous and kept thinking that if you had seen it, you would've killed me. But instead, you just sank into depression and didn't let me know you seen something that became a whole tragic misunderstanding. I hope that one day you can forgive me because I'm really sorry and I don't want to continue seeing you suffer this way.
Forever Yours, Yuuri. . .
enclosed and wandering Casper
in a bottomless dream

Yuuri just sat there as he continued to cut himself over and over, deepening each wound as he went along, sharpening the pain. He sunk further into depression and soon he was able to ignore the pain searing throughout his body. He absent-mindedly continued slashing out at his wrists as he stared helplessly at the ceiling ignoring everything else happening around him. The dreams and nightmares slowly played over and over in his conscious and tortured him even more with every passing moment. He kept remembering everything and couldn't stop no matter how hard he tried to. Each passing memory broke him more and more. He felt like he was stuck in a world of nightmares of that time with no escape as his life flashed before him over and over again. At this point, he felt there was no need to continue living on.

I gave destiny and desire
to the sea of crashing waves
like flames floating in the bay

Hold me on a night when the gaita resounds
beckoning to men who had been tamed

a belly-dance repeating the reason I was born

It was slow torture reliving these painful moments but he didn't want to end his life so quickly. He wanted to make himself suffer as atonement for Wolfram's pain and suffering and tragic death. He had hoped that Wolfram was somehow alive. That he would come back to Yuuri. That's the only reason he continued living on, waiting, hoping to see his beloved Wolfram again. But it's a hopeless fantasy to him now and he had to face reality. He won't live in the false world of fantasies any longer as he finally faced reality and accept it for what it is. He just couldn't bear it is all so that's why he's doing what he's doing at this moment. "This is what it felt like for you, ne, Wolfram? A slow, agonizing, painful and sad death.

reality and fantasy
everything that reflects in my eyes
until this blood dries and disappears

Yuuri's POV

I sit here alone as I helplessly watch the blood pour from my arms. It's only a matter of time until I die of blood loss and no one can save me now. It's too late. I waited too long, I'm done now. Watching reminds me too much of your death and my imagination that played the trick of seeing you sitting there, asking me why I didn't protect you, so I look away painfully. Once again I couldn't help you and now I've lost all my chances of doing so because you're gone. "I'm so sorry. How many more times must I apologize before you forgive me and come back?" He asked no one yet his voice had such emotion in it. "You don't have to wait any longer. You don't have to continue apologizing. You've been forgiven a while now and you don't need to make yourself suffer. You don't deserve that. . ." Wolfram stated quietly but breathlessly from running there non-stop.

Normal POV

Yuuri turned to face Wolfram and his eyes widened with surprise. "Wolfram. . ." He paused. "Is it really you? No, it can't be, you died. . . Why won't my mind stop playing tricks on me and continue to haunt me even now!?" Yuuri screamed between chocked and painful sobs. Wolfram couldn't take seeing Yuuri this way and immediately hugged him, holding his head close to his chest. "Yuuri, I'm here. I promise your not imagining it. I'm here for you and I believe everything that's happened. I should've never doubted you." He said reassuringly. After realizing Wolfram was really there in his arms again, Yuuri hugged him back much more tightly and desperately. "How did you survive? I'm so glad you did, but it doesn't make sense. . . And if you survived. . . Why didn't you come back? Why did you. . . Make me suffer?"Yuuri asked, desperate for an answer. "At this point, it doesn't matter how or why as long as your here with me now." "Yuuri." Wolfram whispered as he nuzzled Yuuri's neck.

Now bandaged up and sleeping soundly for the first time in months, Yuuri lay peacefully and happily in Wolfram's arms. Wolfram held him protectively close to him, now relieved Yuuri was okay. 'This is what he must've felt when he saw me cutting myself with that same knife. So, at the same time, we know what each other felt since we've done the same thing, so I guess we're even now.' Wolfram sighed and pulled Yuuri closer to him and Yuuri let out a soft moan as he tightened his grip around Wolfram's neck and cuddled close to his chest. Wolfram gently stroked Yuuri's hair and pushed a lock of hair of his face so he could stare at the angelic and innocent face Yuuri had.

As Wolfram was bandaging Yuuri's wounds and before he drifted off to sleep, he explained how he survived and why he hadn't returned to them. He didn't die because the men he was in battle with hadn't killed him off and instead brought him back to their castle. They were going to kill him off but had a change of heart under one condition: Wolfram had to join them and lose all connection with Shin Makoku and anyone related. He had to lose all trace of his existence and they had this in mind when they cornered him and made it look like he was killed, leaving bits and pieces of false remains of his 'Fake' death; hence where the red haired wig and uniform came into place. However, when he read the truth about the 'Affair' and found out it was all a big misunderstanding and learned of Yuuri's condition, Wolfram told them off and threatened them beyond belief and went after Yuuri. They had also discussed the letter Yuuri gave to him and exchanged apologies and words of forgiveness.

I lay my words on the wind that blows
on this sea and this shore
That is the proof of me

The past month has gone by smoothly as Yuuri recovered quickly thanks to Wolfram and his unexpected appearance and the atmosphere around the castle changed back to normal now that everyone knew he was alive and they were relieved. It took a lot of stress off of everyone's back. Wolfram and Yuuri were getting along better than ever as well. It was getting late and the sun was starting to set as Yuuri as outside watching it when Wolfram came and sat in the grass next to him. Yuuri smiled as Wolfram put his arm around his shoulder. The wind blew their hair gently and as it did so, the red ribbon tied around in 'X' signs on a lock on the side of Wolfram's head flew off since it wasn't tightly tied. It flew off and landed into the nearby fountain where it floated in the sparkling water. The two ran after it and Yuuri picked it up out of the fountain. "This is the ribbon I tied around the letter." Yuuri said as he observed it before handing it back to Wolfram. "Aa, I kept it because I think it's really nice." Wolfram smiled.

This was a perfect opportunity for Yuuri right now to do what he longed to do so long. "Wolfram. . ." Yuuri said barely above a whisper as he turned to face the beautiful orange and red glow of the reflecting sunset in the sparkling water of the fountain. "Even though I got my chance back, I never really told you how I feel." Yuuri paused to observe Wolfram's expression. He looked surprised but extremely happy as he awaited to hear what he wanted to hear as long as Yuuri wanted to tell him. Yuuri placed his hand gently on Wolfram's cheek and pressed his lips against Wolframs. At first, Wolfram was shocked but quickly recovered as he leaned into the kiss and parted his lips allowing Yuuri entrance.

After a long moment, Yuuri broke off the kiss to catch his breath and whispered in Wolfram's ear, "I love you, Wolfram. So much." Yuuri's hot breath against his neck sent shiver's down his spine. "I love you more, Yuuri." Wolfram said teasingly as they both chuckled. Wolfram looked down as he felt Yuuri slip something onto his finger. "Our engagement is still on, right?" Yuuri asked as he looked into Wolfram's beautiful eyes as it filled up with tears of joy and hugged Yuuri tightly. "This is proof of our love, of us. . ." Yuuri stated happily.

Reality and fantasy
everything that reflects in my eyes
until this blood dries and disappears I'll sing it
Shinjitsu to Gensou to; Reality and Fantasy By: L' Arc En Ciel (They're the best, especially Hyde!!!)

As far as Yuuri and Wolfram knew, things were back to normal. But unknown to them due to being outside in the garden for most of the evening, a second betrayal awaits them. Sometimes Fantasies can become a Reality and that's why Trust is a Weakness that should never be taken advantage of because it hurts deeply when the one you love betrays that trust. Hey, no one said fantasies are always happy endings. . .

Owari. . . . . . .

To tell the truth this isn't exactly how I wanted to end it, but I'm in love with this ending. Yes, it's the last chapter. Chapter three wasn't the last chapter but I did make it a cliff-hanger, mwahahaha. Takes cover Well, I hoped you enjoyed reading this fanfic of mine and I thank you all for supporting me. This was my first fanfic on Kyou Kara Maou so I really do appreciate every single thing you guys said in your reviews. It made me feel good that my first Kyou Kara Maou fanfic was that good. YAY! And once again, I'm soooo sorry for the long wait in updating. I just started my summer art program lasts Wednesday and had no time, but I will learn to update faster. Thank you for your support and please continue to do so!!