Disclaimer: I don't own Kyou Kara Maou

AN: My first Kyou Kara Maou fanfic yay! The idea just hit me in a flash of inspiration, which had me dashing for the nearest computer so I could type it up. Please tell me what you guys think!

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"You cheater!" roared Wolfram, his face turning bright red. His hands tightened into fists, as he glared at Yuuri. "How could you do this to me? How could you!" Yuuri said nothing, gazing at him without a word.

Wolfram's eyes brimmed with tears. Why did Yuuri always do this to him? The boy was a flirt. Why couldn't he learn? He ground his teeth together. This was all her fault. She'd bat her eyes seductively and Yuuri would follow, regardless of what anyone said. Wolfram tried to stop him, oh he'd tried so hard, but Yuuri always followed.

The young Maou never listened to him once, even when he knew what the outcome would be. Yuuri kept following like a loyal dog trailing behind his master and she would always grace him with a smile, delighted to see him coming. Didn't he know how much it hurt? How the blond's heart stopped in his chest every time he saw the two of them brush past each other.

Did he know how scared he was every time he pulled Yuuri back just before she caught him in her snare, devouring him like a spider would a fly, only to have the young Maou to chase her anew. She was enthralling to Yuuri, calling him to the challenge, his naive mind never processing the danger he was placing himself in every time he answered. Wolfram saw it though, he always saw it, and he was terrified that one time when she beckoned Yuuri to come, he wouldn't be there to pull him back in time.

His hand was shaking before him, as he struggled to recall every lesson he'd had on healing maryoku. A green glow flickered to life in the palm of his hand, as he desperately tried to staunch the bleeding wound on Yuuri's side. "Hold on," his voice was trembling as he looked down into the slightly glazed eyes of his fiancé. "You've got to hold on. Why do you always throw yourself into danger?" Yuuri gave no answer, he was staring into the bottomless depths of her eyes as Wolfram struggled to hold her off yet again.

Yuuri was a cheater, what else could he be when he flirted with death.