Epilogue

I hope you never lose

Your sense of wonder

Dark clouds were roaming over Blood Paige, warning about the storm to come. Yuuri frowned. He could feel the rain ready to fall, the eagerness of the water to just drop from the clouds in free fall to crash over the dry soil in extremely soft yet chaotic sounds.

You get your fill to eat

But always keep that hunger

There was a time when he would be anxious as well, ready to use the water, mold it into his likening. The whole rain would feel like doh in his hands, nothing more than simple clay waiting to be used.

That time was over.

May you never take

One single breath for granted

He still remembers the day when the ten nobles found out. Thankfully he was already married with Wolfram so no one could say he didn't have some importance. After many days of discussion, and a whole new lot of wrinkles for Gwendal, the nobles settled down and allowed him to keep the throne.

God forbid love ever leave you

Empty handed

Only because Wolfram was already, and officially, his.

I hope you still feel small

When you stand beside the ocean

There was a time when Yuuri would stare at the mirror and see a clumsy, unprepared teen. Someone that didn't deserve to be a king, not in the least. He did a pretty stupid job, back then, so much he still wonders how nobody started to destroy fountains, just to keep him on Earth.

Whenever one door closes

I hope one more opens

That time was over too.

Now he stood proud, a grown man with a strong body and an even stronger mind. He wasn't a tyrant, thought, or a mad man. He was just a good king, aware of his importance and ready to take a fall for his kingdom and people. Just and loyal. Harsh but never cruel. Yes, now he was a king. The king he wanted to be.

Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choise of sit it out or dance

There was a time when nights like this would give him nightmares, bringing back old memories that weren't really his. It would make sleep unbearable, even with Wolfram sleeping peacefully by his side or hugging him tight trough the worst of it. He would remember how he lost everything and then swear all over again he would never, ever fall for those mistakes again.

But those times….

- They are back! They are back!

…were almost ending as well.

I hope you dance…

I hope you dance…

The door flung open, hitting the wall with no mercy. However, even with the loud sound it produced it was still impossible to muffle the happy voice speaking, actually nearly screaming, a thousand words per second.

- Shin, calm down. – the double black spoke softly, a smile on his lips.

Before him was a boy that could barely be called teenager, with shoulder length light brown hair with sparks of gold, carefully tied in a low ponytail. His eyes were big and innocent, a deep black for the ones that looked from afar but with the tiniest amount of green if you looked close enough. All in all the boy was a shinning beauty, with all that enthusiasm and energy conveniently stored in a petit body. He wore a blue uniform with brown boots clean to a fault, but still no sword.

- But daddy! – the boy whined, crossing his arms and pouting cutely – They are back! Don't you want to see them? To see father?

The Maou chuckled.

- Of course I want to see them, Shin. Especially our Wolf. – knowing full well how silly he could get when talking about a certain blond, especially after said blond three weeks absence, Yuuri turned to the window again – That's why I'm here, staring at the front gate. I want to be the first to see them.

I'll be the first to welcome you, Wolf. The first to thank you for the peace trait you manage to come up with Gwendal. The first to hug you and say the war is ove...

- Daddy! Don't you remember? – Shin complained again, this time moving to grab the Maou's wrist, efficiently dragging him out of the room – Everyone in Blood Paige is celebrating the peace! The streets are crowded with people! There's no way they can make it to the front gate.

Yuuri couldn't decide between chuckle again or facepalm himself so he just did both. Here he was, with his son dragging him around at full force, marching forward their objective like a dog set on a hunt.

Someone give him a blond wig. – the Maou thought with amusement. At least until they entered the gardens on the west part of the castle. There, between the most outstanding flowers ever, was a simple gate normally used by servants. Keyword: normally. There were horses entering now, slowly advancing after the long journey and the strong wind blowing against them.

Yuuri's heart missed a beat when he saw the blond locks of one of the riders. He was so happy Shin had to practically shake him to have some attention.

- Is father all right? – the boy asked worriedly, dark eyes running from the double black to the blond and back. Trying to set his mind in something other than Wolfram's return, the Maou studied the situation with critical eyes.

The fire wielder was on his white horse, just like he had left, but indeed, something seemed wrong. For one, the blond was laying too much against the horse's neck, almost curling over the animal. The heavy, and surprising dirty cloak he used didn't help much, hiding his small frame from the rest of the world but it seemed like Wolfram had something on his chest.

It could be his own arm. – the logic part of him tried to argue but logic was never something to get attached to thoughts directed at Wolfram – Maybe he is holding his chest? Maybe in pain? But it can't be, can it?

By the time Wolfram finally stopped his horse and everybody could see how difficult it was for him to climb down, Yuuri was already running, Shin hot on his wheels.

- Wolf! – the call was soft, but heavy with worry. A hand quickly found his way forward the pale, tired face easily dragging a pair of green eyes to his black ones.

- Yuuri? – the fire mazoku questioned even softer, brows knitting together. He delicately took the hand away from his face, intertwining the fingers instead – Is something wrong?

While the blond was confuse, looking at his worried beloved with puzzled eyes, than at his son in hopes to find some answers, Yuuri was fighting back the memories. Wolfram still seemed to have something on his chest and his stance was slightly bended forward instead of perfectly erect. They were also yet to see the mazoku's other arm.

The double black started to panic, flashes of Wolfram coughing and fighting to breathe exploding in the back of his eyes in a chaotic order. Could it be? His beloved was dying all over again? But he thought…

Before Yuuri had time to hold Wolfram, call for Gisela or simply scream, Shin's voice shattered the silence.

- What it this?

Wolfram smiled. In a soft movement he untangled his hand from the Maou's to remove part of his dirty cloak, exposing his chest as well as a… child?

- I found her on my way back. – the blond confessed in a soft voice, staring at the little girl sleeping peacefully on his arm before turning his eyes back to his son – What do you say, Shin? Want to have a little sister?

The boy's eyes lighten up and he quickly hugged his father to show his thanks before turning around and running back to the castle, telling everybody the news.

Wolfram chuckled and adjusted the sleeping child in his arms.

- Little sister? – Yuuri asked, careful to hide any signs of his silent panic attack.

The blond just shrugged, starting to walk forward the castle.

- I couldn't leave her behind. – then in a low, sad tone, Wolfram added – I found her in a graveyard, Yuuri. The way she looked at me I just… I couldn't…

But a finger was pressed on his lips before he could continue.

- It's okay, Wolf. She'll be our daughter by heart. – the double black smiled, different memories popping his mind this time. If this little girl was half of the girl he met on his dream, then they couldn't ask for a better daughter – Will you name her?

Kissing his husband's finger softly, the blond whispered his thanks before replaying.

- How about Kitai? It means 'hope' on Earth, doesn't it?

Yuuri smiled, so peaceful even Wolfram wasn't sure if he had ever seen that smile before.

- Kitai it is, then. – the double black nodded. Glancing behind he caught a glance of Gwendal's unnaturally soft expression while instructing the rest of the soldiers and demanding the reports to be on his desk in two days.

- Well, since Gwendal is taking care of the rest, let's take care of this elbow of yours. – Yuuri grinned, seeing the shock take over the green orbs and a soft shade of pink appear on the pale cheeks – Falling on the mud. Honestly, how old are you? Five?

- Hn. Let's see how you handle slippery soil in the rain, Wimp. – the fire wielder growled, before adjusting the sleeping Kitai again – How do you know, anyway? You can't even see the bandages.

Yuuri smiled, sneaking an arm around the smaller shoulders to bring the blond close.

- That's because you're my life, Wolf.

And the two lovers entered Blood Paige castle, just as the first raindrops started to fall.

The End

Okay guys, that's it. The end. Hope it didn't end too cheesy. What can I say? I may be a sadistic bitch, but I'm also a hopeless romantic (does it even make sense? O.õ). Hey, I did give Kitai a good ending, didn't I? u.u

And, for those of you that are wondering, 'Shin' means 'real, true'. He is the previously unborn child of Wolfram and Yuuri. (Thinking about it now I just killed a character before giving birth to it. Weird x.x')

The song was "I hope you dance" from Lee Ann Womak.

Super-special-thanks to:

Pikeebo – You liked my ending? I'm so happy! (crying rivers of joy)

Shanen-Mathew-Michel-Halliwel – good to know you finally left a review after adding my story to your favorites. Anyway, the answer to your request is on the rest of the note.

Now, before I start crying, I have to say there won't be a sequel. I'm sorry but it took me a lot to white ADAN and I just feel there's no way to go from here. It's finished, period. No point in pushing. There probably won't be any other long stories from me in KKM either, at least for a loooong while. Maybe a one-shot here and there but I'm not planning on writing anything long again in the near future. You may not believe but it took me around a year to give birth to ADAN and I have other projects, in other fandoms, to finish and post.

That said all I have left is a big THANK YOU! Thank you guys for reading ADAN, for giving it some of your time and, especially, for giving me your words, be it complements or doubts or just anything. Just the fact you spend a couple minutes to talk to me make me want to scream of joy! So, again, thank you. I wish you all the best! Who knows, maybe we'll see each other again?

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Yue.