Nagareboshi

Parings: Annisina/Gisela, Yuuri/ Wolfram, Conrad/Yozak, Gunter/Gwendal, Celi/Ken. Raven/OC, Stoffel/Death
Warnings:Well, Smut obviously, of the Yuri variety this chapter. Language and character death.
Place in timeline: 3rd.

Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure that if you're reading this fic then you know that I don't own it so…

"Er...Anissina-san...I'm really not sure that this is a good idea at all..." Yuri began slowly, motioning to the harness he had been strapped into.

Her was sitting in the middle of a device that the wizard had referred to as Getting-through-to-stupid-and-stubborn-people-once-and -for-all-kun'.

The chair that he sat in was made of simple wood that had wires running aroung it's arms and legs. Yuri himself was strapped to the chair across his torso, waist, elbows, wrists, thighs, knees, ankles, neck and forehead with strips of leather, making it effectivly impossible for him to be able to escape.

"For the last time, Anissina," Began Gwendal exhasperatedly, from his own harness slightly to the north of Yuri, "It's bad enough that you have the King's Head-of-State, The King's Consort and his Advisor trapped up in your rediculous invention but experimenting on the Ma-ou himself is intolerable! If not the rest of us at least release Yuri. Now." The growl the ebony haired man released with the command would have most men obeying and dedicating their lives to him in exchange for his mercy.

It was a constant source of puzzlement and irritation for Gwendal that this had no effect on his childhood friend, who glared him into silence.

"And did you really have to knock out Wolfram?" Gunter asked pleading in a resigned voice. He had, unlike his stubborn husband, given up trying to intimidate Anissina years ago.

"Yes I did. Otherwise I would have never been able to get him in here, let alone heika." The red-head replied, checking various readings that the main control pannel of the system was giving out.

Yuri sighed and crained his neck to check on the blond to his left.

Wolfram was indeed still unconcious, slumped down in his chair as much as the leather straps would allow, and snoring softly. The drug that had been slipped into his drink having shuffled off to deep REM sleep.

He exchanged a brief worried glance with Gunter at his right and resolved to try and figure out some way out of this situation.

"Could at least explain what this thing is going to do, Anissina-san? You said that it would help Gisela and Konrad, but you never actually explained how." The Ma-ou began, giving an experimental tug on the wires that decended from his chair and connected to the chairs of the other three men and the main control pannel.

Anissina gave him a sharp look but decided that he would be better off freaking out at her now rather that when it had already been done, while the side-effects of this device were unknown.

She set down her clipboard and turned to her sovreign with her hands on her hips.

"I don't know if you've realized it yet, heika, I'm sure Gunter and Gwendal have but...Gisela and Konrart...are, in essence, stupid."

Yuri blinked.

"How is that?"

"They, and actually a great deal many other people have not let go of the unattainable dream that they've possesed for nigh on a hundred or so years and is surely very unattainable now, given the current status of the object of their affections. That being, dead."

Yuri blinked again and turned his gaze to Gunter who sighed laboredly.

"They are still mourning the death of Suzannah Julian von Wincott, heika. They were both deeply in love with her at the time of her death and have yet to get over her demise."

"Exactly correct." Anissina pronounced triumphantly.

"Now I really don't like where this is going." Yuri muttered.

"It won't hurt, heika. Or at least it shouldn't..."

"What exactly are planning to do here? I'm beinging to get more than a little impatient, Anissina..." Gwendal growled again, narrowing his eyes dangerously, hoping this added effect would derail his insane friend's plans.

"I, with a certain spy-master general's help, am going to correct an injustice that has been forced upon me and Shin Makoku by our crazed first king."

If permeating silence had a sound, there would have been a prime example in that room.

"You're going to what?" Gwendal asked, trying to growl more menacingly.

"Bring Suzannah Julia von Wincott back to life."

There was that sound again. The one of silence on a caffine high.

"You're going to what?!" Gwendal shouted, reasoning that if growling didn't work than yelling surely would.

Anissina winced at least to his immeance satisfaction.

"I'm going to separate any parts of Yuri-sama's soul that still belong to Julia, her memories, her emotions, and force them into corporeal form. Or at least a near corporeal form. The effect will only be temporary and will only last as long as your Maryoku does. That's why I needed you, Gunter and Wolfram. While I'm sure Celi-sama would have volunteered in order to help Konrart, her magic is too unpredictable given her rapidly fluctuating emotions. Geika is also out of the question given the nature of his maryoku since he's far more human than even heika is. So, with that said, I gathered the strongest magic-users in the kingdom in order to keep the effect going as long as possible. Also, the fact that each of you resonates with a different magical element is an important part of the ritual, since the spirit element which I will be calling on needs Earth, Air, Fire and Water to support itself."

"...I'm really not sure whether I agree with you or whether I should have you arrested, Anissina..." Gwendal said, slightly subdued by the sense that the wizards odd logic seemed to be making.

"...I suppose there's no way to talk you out of this is there?" Yuri asked with a sigh.

"Theres always a way, heika. It just so happens that because this is such an experimental ritual and that the outcome may be potentially dangerous, I am willing to listen to reasonable arguments why not to flip this switch. If any of you have any compelling reasons then please state them now."

"The possibility of something going horribly wrong isn't compelling to you?!" Gunter exclaimed, fidgeting against the harness. "That's the Ma-ou you have trussed up over there, Anissina! What is something did go wrong and you ended up irreprebly harming him?!"

Anissina turned towards the silver haired advisor with that dark look in her eyes again. The one that made her eyes turn a deep azure color as severe emotions flooded through her.

"...I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get through to Gisela. I've been in love with her for years but the only one she's seen is the only one who couldn't-and wouldn't see her. I have to do this. I've taken every possible precaution there is and there is a .0001 chance that an unforseen error will effect any of you in an adverse manner. If something does go wrong I'll be able to abort and reverse any effects that result from this." Gunter opened his mouth to protest again but Anissina snarled him into silence. "After all I've done to help you over these past years, Gunter, can't you at least help me with this?!"

The advisor remained silent and turned a look on his spouse who sighed in the manner of the long suffering.

"It's up to you, heika." The head of state replied. "If you want to go through with this then we'll do it without complaint. I'm sure Wolfram would agree as well."

Yuri turned back to Anissina and caught the edge of desperation in her eyes as her hand strayed to the power switch.

"...Alright...If you're sure that you can return everything back to normal once you're done..." The redhead smiled brightly, which the Ma-ou returned.

"Yes, I'm 100 sure, heika. Thank you."

"Don't thank me. You've helped alot since I cam here as well, it's the least I could do to repay you that."

Anissina, still smiling, nodded and gripped the switch in her slightly trembling hand.

"Alright. Here we go."

Her hand pulling down the lever was the last thing that any of the rooms concious people remembered before their vision was flooded with darkness.