Hi! My first KKM fic! Hope you enjoy:)

YuuRam and OCRam

(love yuuram!)

Disclaimer: I don't own kyou kara maou!

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In The Mist

By mikamilk

Chapter 1—Confusion

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Silent grey skies greeted him good morning.

He walked through the gates out of Blood Pledge Castle, the guards only thinking there had been trouble in the cities to patrol. Never expected more than theft or nothing of anymore nuisance since the blonde officer had none of his troops with him…maybe even just a very early morning walk.

Wrapped in a dark coat, wearing tunic and trousers, Wolfram walked through the early morning mist and filled the air with heartache and nostalgia.

It was just the same, the night they met, the night they escaped. The sky so grey, the air so misty, everything so still…

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Yuuri hadn't seen Wolfram since last night when they had gotten into bed. He had already woken up by the time Greta came to call Yuuri for breakfast. Since Yuuri was late for breakfast, he simply thought Wolfram had already left to train his soldiers.

"Has anyone seen Wolfram?" Yuuri asked when all were seated for lunch, other than an empty chair beside Yuuri. Everyone took a few seconds to try and recall if they had actually seen him anywhere, but none had. They all waited for Wolfram to arrive, but he never attended the meal.

Unsure of where to look next, Yuuri glumly walked the hallways feeling incompetent. Finally Yuuri came to the last place he could think of and knocked at the door.

No answer…But he went in anyway.

No Wolfram. Yuuri sighed after checking under the bed.

Though he'd come to this room on some occasions, he'd never looked in it carefully. Maybe there might be something to guide him to Wolfram's whereabouts.

After taking a glance around, Yuuri sat on Wolfram's bed defeated. Sighing, Yuuri decided to open some draws for the sake of it. I'm sure he won't mind, we're fiancés. After sifting through some papers and pushing quills out of the way, Yuuri discovered a box-like object.

He took it out realising it was a picture frame. The frame made of beautiful wood with carved patterns of leaves. Yuuri dusted the glass to see who's painting it was in the frame.

The man in the painting had dark coloured, semi-long hair. The eyes were soft and caring. Wolf would burn me to ashes if I had a photo of anyone in my draws! Why is he allowed?

Yuuri was about to pack the frame up again when Conrad walked in.

"It took me a while to find you, Yuuri." Conrad said as he came to sit next to Yuuri on the bed. "Gunter wanted to…"

"To what?"

"Oh, uh, I can't remember…"

Yuuri eyed Conrad for his unusually vague behaviour. Conrad only noticed this after a few moments of staring at the painting.

"What's with the picture? Who is it?" grumbling, Yuuri pushed the frame closer to Conrad's face so he could look at it more closely.

"That's right…ooh, I had forgotten…"

Yuuri eyed Conrad again. "I don't get it! What? Who? Forgotten which?"

"Yuuri, sorry. I, uh don't worry about Wolfram. He'll be back later tonight," Conrad offered and started to get up but Yuuri gave him an unsatisfied look to which Conrad returned a conquered half-hearted smile and sat down again.

"Okay, so who is this person? Where is he? What did you just remember?" Yuuri said. He knew he was acting immature but he was feeling frustrated from the confusions of the day.

"He's dead."

Yuuri took a breath, taken aback.

"10 years ago, by the soldiers of Shin Makoku…"

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How's it so far? ……..Okay?

Chapter 2 update vely soon!