Disclaimer: I don't and never will own KKM.

A/N This Chapter 3 of a 3 Chapter story. Thanks you to everyone who read my story

Thanks to Hajislover for Beta Work

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He was…dear Shinou

He was crying.

Everything that had happened came crashing down on Wolfram in a rush. Playing out in his mind's eye like a horror story as his fear and anxiety increased. Each move darker then the last with dialog ever more desperate. "Please, Wolfram. Don't, Wolfram," repeating endlessly in his mind. His breathing increasing rapidly and his heart was trying to beat its way out of his chest.

"Dear Shinou," he repeated in his thoughts, "what have I done? I, I raped Yuuri; there's no other word for it. What type of monster am I? Why didn't I stop? Dear Shinou, what do I do now?" His mind and thoughts raced in circles as he wished with all his being to just take back the last few moments, just five minutes would do.

"That he would never hurt him" repeated sarcastically in his thoughts as the bed shock again under the movement of his crying fiancé. He wanted so badly to comfort Yuuri, but what right did he have? He had caused the pain in the first place. He wanted to say he was sorry, that he had not meant it, but what good would that do? It would heal nothing. The deed had already been done and nothing would make it better again. In a moment, in one second of weakness he had thrown away everything for lowbrow lust.

Wolfram rolled onto his back trying to escape this horror. Shutting his eyes and denying all that happened, but he could not escape the sounds or shut out the images in his head, the images of his betrayal of Yuuri's trust. Ever the noble, his mind cast him to what people would think once this got out. He did not care about his reputation, that it would be shredded beyond all repair was nothing, he deserved so much more. But Yuuri, his reputation would be soiled too; the common people would not believe that the great Maou could be raped. The Nobles would think that Yuuri was trying to end their engagement in such a disputable way or worse they would believe it and think him weak.

Either way, the kingdom would be thrown into disarray and poor Yuuri would be stuck in the middle. No, this would have to be dealt with quietly. Gwendal would see to that. Yuuri would be stuck; engaged to the monster who raped him, unable to get away should it ever get out. Isn't that what he wanted? To make it so no matter what Yuuri would always be his. What a horrible thing to do to anyone and doubly so to Yuuri.

He knew what he had to do. He would have to leave. He could break off the engagement; maybe start a rumor that he had cheated on Yuuri. That should keep Yuuri's reputation intact. He could go to command some remote outpost to help keep the country safe from outside threats, safely put away in some back-water community. Leave Yuuri in the safe hands of Conrad and the others.

Leave Yuuri.

Just the thought brought the weight of the world down on his chest. Could he do it? For Yuuri, his Yuuri…he would.

Wolfram rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. He would leave tonight, before his resolve shattered under the weight of his choice. He would leave early before anyone else started their day; leave a note for the breakup and another note to Yozak to start the rumor.

Wolfram started to stand, to leave behind everything he had ever known but his traitorous sleeve caught on something. No, something had caught his sleeve. Turning his head around to find out what stopped him. He saw a hand had grabbed his flannel pajamas. Looking a little further beyond, he looked in the eyes of Yuuri; he had rolled around and was now looking at him, his puffy, red eyes a testament to his recent crying. There was a glaring red mark on his neck where Wolfram had marked him as his.

Wolfram looked down in shame, unable to look into the eyes of his accused. Yuuri was going to condemn him here and now he thought. Suddenly the weight of leaving seemed like nothing, nothing compared to this. And though a haze of worry, fear and shame, he listened as Yuuri shakily and awkwardly said but two words,

"Stay, Please."

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A/N This is the end of the planned story, I have been thinking of writing a sequil as I have been told this is a very mean place to end it :)