FIC: 1 Up - Chapter 8: Chain of Fools
Title: 1 Up - Chapter 8: Chain of Fools
Author: batty_gal a.k.a Tetra26
Rating: T
Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou
Pairing: Wolfram and Saralegui
Word Count: 2147
Fic Type: Chaptered
Fic Summary: Wolfram and Saralegui play games with each other, with unexpected results and fallout. Shinou tactics, chemical provocation, passive-aggressiveness, manipulation and other dirty tricks are used to bring each other down. Wolfram and Saralegui.
Chapter Summary: Wolfram is finally in Saralegui's lair as the game continues.
All Chapters (Fic is Completed): 1 Up: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
1 Up - Chapter 8: Chain of Fools
King Saralegui and Wolfram von Bielefeld stared at each other across the dinner table.
Saralegui had invited the Maou to Small Shimaron to discuss updates to the alliance between their respective countries in depth. Wolfram had been allowed to come along thanks to his grandiose act of being charming, redeemed, and passionate - and due to Yozak's help, as well.
Both men were thinking about their last encounter as Yuuri, Gwendal, Conrart and the others chatted about various things. Saralegui was wondering if the other man had really given up, while Wolfram was plotting his next move.
Wolfram glanced down from Saralegui and frowned, putting on his best face of misery. He made sure not to say too much during dinner - and kept an aura of melancholy surrounding himself. This was all an act to keep Saralegui off-guard and believing that he had really given up.
He noticed that Yuuri and Gwendal kept giving him looks of confusion, so he bit his lip to make it seem as if he were nervous about pursuing his “feelings” for Saralegui to them.
Saralegui, though he had implied that he was finished with Wolfram, found himself wanting to make him even more miserable than he already seemed just because he could. He also wanted to remind Wolfram how badly he would destroy him if he attempted to play his game again.
“I hope you all are satisfied with your accommodations for the night. Your Majesty, your room is close to mine in case you need anything,” King Saralegui said suggestively, and smiled at Yuuri.
The frown on Wolfram's face was taken different ways by different people.
“Also, I just had a new, more private bath added on. That will be the one that you will use,” he said.
“Ah...” Yuuri started, and glanced sideways at Wolfram to gauge his reaction.
“Lord von Bielefeld may join you, if it pleases you,” Saralegui said, and Wolfram gave him his best look of dread.
Throughout the rest of dinner, Saralegui continued to say suggestive things to Yuuri. Wolfram was amused at how Yuuri would look at him before saying anything in return to the other man. Gwendal looked like he wanted to say something, but Wolfram gave him a pointed look that reminded him of his promise not to interfere.
Through it all, he still managed to fool both Saralegui as well as Gwendal and the rest.
After he finished, Saralegui pushed himself away from the table. “If you all will excuse me, I'm not feeling quite up to par and I'd like to lie down for awhile. The help will take care of your needs.”
Saralegui fashionably held his hand to his head as he glided out of the room, and it took all of Wolfram's willpower not to laugh at the audacity of his act. He knew very well that this was all a part of his game - and he couldn't wait to play it.
“This feels so very good,” Yuuri practically purred as he slipped into the bath.
Wolfram grunted his agreement as he did the same.
The water was just the right temperature, and the bath scents were delightful - but not too overpowering. Wolfram found himself leaning back and relaxing, simply listening as Yuuri rattled on about the various events that day.
Saralegui had retired over two hours before, and Wolfram wondered if he was going to show up in the baths like he suspected. After all, they were planning on leaving early in the morning, and if Saralegui was going to decide to mess with him anymore he'd do so during bath time. Wolfram wasn't worried if he didn't show, however. He would get around to him eventually, before the night was over.
Wolfram thought about Saralegui. His delicate frame. His seductive smile. His shiny hair. Wolfram remembered their first encounter against the wall, and recalled how he had ran his fingers through the his hair - and how he had pulled it slightly back so that he could have better access to the slender neck that he had trailed kisses down.
Wolfram felt himself starting to react, and tried his best to push those thoughts out of his head before Yuuri noticed him in a state that he had been hiding for years. He was more than slightly annoyed that it was Saralegui that was making him stir like that.
“Wolfram, are you listening to me?” Yuuri asked, disturbing him out of his thoughts.
“I'm sorry, Your Majesty, what was that?” he asked, politely.
He heard Yuuri sigh. “I really wish you would quit calling me that, you know?”
“It is only proper,” he said, in response. He knew he shouldn't be so standoffish with Yuuri, but he had his reasons for being so.
“What is it with you lately? You've... changed. I miss the old you,” Yuuri said, softly.
Wolfram was startled to hear that, but recovered and gave Yuuri his brightest smile. “Did you not tell me that you were sick of my behavior? Well, I've changed Your Majesty, just like you wanted me to.”
“Wolfram, I didn't mean it when I said that to you. I just don't know what came over me at that moment.”
Wolfram knew exactly what had come over Yuuri at that moment, but remained silent about the entire matter. “Well, Your Majesty - it doesn't matter now. For whatever reason, it was said. Obviously those were your true feelings, even if you didn't mean to say them out loud,” Wolfram said with a shrug.
“But I miss my friend,” Yuuri said, sadly. “I would give anything just to have things back the way they were between us.”
It hurt Wolfram to hear Yuuri say that in such a sad voice. He made a quick vow to Shinou that once everything was done, he'd apologize for being distant. He also promised to attempt to mend his friendship with Yuuri.
However, he couldn't pass up a golden moment to play on his feelings.
“Perhaps, one day, I will once again be worthy of your friendship,” Wolfram said. “But as long as my reputation stands in ruins thanks to that incident, it can't be.”
“Reputation? Incident? What do you mean?”
“Don't worry about it, Yuuri. Just know that, whatever happens, I hope you take my side next time.”
Yuuri, who was completely confused by what Wolfram said but happy at hearing his name used by Wolfram for the first time in months, simply nodded.
The two slipped into silence as they resumed bathing themselves.
After a few more moments, Wolfram heard the doors to the baths open behind him, and tensed. He looked behind him, and was unsurprised when his suspicions were confirmed when he laid eyes on Saralegui.
“Thought I'd join you two,” Saralegui said.
Wolfram watched as he slid out of his robe, and into the water. He wondered what Saralegui was up to - and when he heard Yuuri nervously laugh next to him, he knew the Maou was thinking something similar.
Saralegui looked at him, and then turned his gaze onto Yuuri. Wolfram raised his eyebrow at his predatory look. He had suspected that if Saralegui would bother messing with him further, his move would include using Yuuri as a game piece. Wolfram knew that whatever Saralegui did in the baths, it wouldn't matter after he retaliated later on - when he would be doing some using of his own.
Saralegui stared intently at Yuuri. “I was wondering... is it possible that you could wash my back?” he asked, sensually.
Wolfram was not surprised when Saralegui smirked at him before turning to display his bare back, but he refused to say anything - at least not yet. He looked away, putting on his best upset look.
“I don't think...” Yuuri started, glancing at Wolfram.
Wolfram was highly amused to find that Yuuri expected to be bailed out by him. A part of him wanted to stay silent just to see him squirm further - but he decided to let him off the hook for the moment.
“Your Majesty, it seems my king is a bit uncomfortable with that request. However, I'm more than willing to assist you with it, if you will allow it,” he said in a quiet voice, ignoring Yuuri's shocked look at his volunteering.
“That's fine by me,” Saralegui said.
Wolfram moved over towards Saralegui, and took the washcloth from his hand. He gently started to wash the slender back in front of him. A few seconds into it, Saralegui moaned and proclaimed how good it felt.
“I'm not doing it too hard, am I? Or do you need me to go a little harder?” Wolfram asked, his voice low and suggestive.
“It's hard enough, definitely,” Saralegui said in a seductive voice, not to be topped by Wolfram.
He heard Yuuri laugh in his nervous manner again, and wondered what was going through his mind. He secretly hoped it was jealousy, but knowing Yuuri it was probably the desire to exit. Quickly.
Wolfram was semi-amused, and semi-annoyed, at his former fiancé's predictability when he suddenly spoke up.
“I'm going to the bedroom!” Yuuri said, his voice sounding somewhat flustered.
By the time Wolfram turned to watch him, Yuuri had already gotten out of the tub and wrapped his towel around him. He watched, without bothering to move, as Yuuri exited the baths.
“Aren't you going to follow him?” Saralegui whispered in his ear.
The light breath of air against his ear as well as the naked king pressed against him caused Wolfram to shiver, and the state that he had so successfully suppressed earlier in front of Yuuri started to reemerge. He quickly counted down in his mind in order to retain control of his situation.
“You aren't done with my back, Lord von Bielefeld,” Saralegui said. “I have delicate skin, and I will itch horribly if it isn't rinsed thoroughly. Please, finish it for me.”
Wolfram suddenly remembered just what he was supposed to be doing, and turned back to look at him. “Of course, I'll finish it,” he said, softly.
Saralegui nodded, and turned back around. Wolfram gently started to rinse his back. He had to contain himself every time Saralegui moaned his appreciation. What was probably less than a minute or so seemed so long to Wolfram, and when the final group of suds ran down Saralegui's back, he placed the washcloth in the other man's hand.
“All done,” he said, and started to move away from Saralegui.
Saralegui quickly turned around, and grabbed his hand. “Would you like for me to return the favor?” he asked in a teasing voice.
“It isn't necessary, Your Majesty” Wolfram said quietly, and moved out of his grip to get out of the bath. After he pulled himself out, he stood there with his back to Saralegui, in all of his naked glory, and slowly dried himself off.
He wrapped his towel around his waist before turning around. He was not surprised that he caught Saralegui looking at him, and hoped that he had been entertained by his show.
“Good night, Your Majesty,” he mumbled, his eyes downcast.
“Good night,” Saralegui said, slowly.
Wolfram turned, and left the baths.
Saralegui watched Wolfram exit the baths, disappointed by the lack of further action. He did his best to ignore the small voice in him cheering about having received a nice view of all of Wolfram's assets out of the raw deal.
And what nice assets they were.
So it seemed that the Bielefeld brat really was done playing with him. And he had thought the slightly suggestive things Wolfram had said while washing his back were going somewhere.
He tried to chalk it up as Wolfram's way of trying to make the Maou jealous, but Wolfram didn't seem very bothered when he came on to Yuuri as many times as he could during dinner. He guessed that Wolfram had given up on him as well.
He was now bored with it all. What was the fun in playing alone?
He sighed as he got out of the bath, and made his way back to his room.
“Are you ready?” Yozak asked.
“Is he asleep yet?”
“Out like a light. I made sure that the nightly tea that was sent up to his room had a very soothing effect on him. Here, take this,” Yozak said, handing him a vial of orange goop.
“What's this?”
“When you want him to wake up, open it and wave it underneath his nose.”
“Excellent.”
“Good luck.”
“Thanks, for everything. Let's go.”
Author's note: This is the revised version of this chapter. Next chapter: The stunning conclusion to this madness!
Author: batty_gal a.k.a Tetra26
Rating: T
Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou
Pairing: Wolfram and Saralegui
Word Count: 2147
Fic Type: Chaptered
Fic Summary: Wolfram and Saralegui play games with each other, with unexpected results and fallout. Shinou tactics, chemical provocation, passive-aggressiveness, manipulation and other dirty tricks are used to bring each other down. Wolfram and Saralegui.
Chapter Summary: Wolfram is finally in Saralegui's lair as the game continues.
All Chapters (Fic is Completed): 1 Up: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
1 Up - Chapter 8: Chain of Fools
King Saralegui and Wolfram von Bielefeld stared at each other across the dinner table.
Saralegui had invited the Maou to Small Shimaron to discuss updates to the alliance between their respective countries in depth. Wolfram had been allowed to come along thanks to his grandiose act of being charming, redeemed, and passionate - and due to Yozak's help, as well.
Both men were thinking about their last encounter as Yuuri, Gwendal, Conrart and the others chatted about various things. Saralegui was wondering if the other man had really given up, while Wolfram was plotting his next move.
Wolfram glanced down from Saralegui and frowned, putting on his best face of misery. He made sure not to say too much during dinner - and kept an aura of melancholy surrounding himself. This was all an act to keep Saralegui off-guard and believing that he had really given up.
He noticed that Yuuri and Gwendal kept giving him looks of confusion, so he bit his lip to make it seem as if he were nervous about pursuing his “feelings” for Saralegui to them.
Saralegui, though he had implied that he was finished with Wolfram, found himself wanting to make him even more miserable than he already seemed just because he could. He also wanted to remind Wolfram how badly he would destroy him if he attempted to play his game again.
“I hope you all are satisfied with your accommodations for the night. Your Majesty, your room is close to mine in case you need anything,” King Saralegui said suggestively, and smiled at Yuuri.
The frown on Wolfram's face was taken different ways by different people.
“Also, I just had a new, more private bath added on. That will be the one that you will use,” he said.
“Ah...” Yuuri started, and glanced sideways at Wolfram to gauge his reaction.
“Lord von Bielefeld may join you, if it pleases you,” Saralegui said, and Wolfram gave him his best look of dread.
Throughout the rest of dinner, Saralegui continued to say suggestive things to Yuuri. Wolfram was amused at how Yuuri would look at him before saying anything in return to the other man. Gwendal looked like he wanted to say something, but Wolfram gave him a pointed look that reminded him of his promise not to interfere.
Through it all, he still managed to fool both Saralegui as well as Gwendal and the rest.
After he finished, Saralegui pushed himself away from the table. “If you all will excuse me, I'm not feeling quite up to par and I'd like to lie down for awhile. The help will take care of your needs.”
Saralegui fashionably held his hand to his head as he glided out of the room, and it took all of Wolfram's willpower not to laugh at the audacity of his act. He knew very well that this was all a part of his game - and he couldn't wait to play it.
“This feels so very good,” Yuuri practically purred as he slipped into the bath.
Wolfram grunted his agreement as he did the same.
The water was just the right temperature, and the bath scents were delightful - but not too overpowering. Wolfram found himself leaning back and relaxing, simply listening as Yuuri rattled on about the various events that day.
Saralegui had retired over two hours before, and Wolfram wondered if he was going to show up in the baths like he suspected. After all, they were planning on leaving early in the morning, and if Saralegui was going to decide to mess with him anymore he'd do so during bath time. Wolfram wasn't worried if he didn't show, however. He would get around to him eventually, before the night was over.
Wolfram thought about Saralegui. His delicate frame. His seductive smile. His shiny hair. Wolfram remembered their first encounter against the wall, and recalled how he had ran his fingers through the his hair - and how he had pulled it slightly back so that he could have better access to the slender neck that he had trailed kisses down.
Wolfram felt himself starting to react, and tried his best to push those thoughts out of his head before Yuuri noticed him in a state that he had been hiding for years. He was more than slightly annoyed that it was Saralegui that was making him stir like that.
“Wolfram, are you listening to me?” Yuuri asked, disturbing him out of his thoughts.
“I'm sorry, Your Majesty, what was that?” he asked, politely.
He heard Yuuri sigh. “I really wish you would quit calling me that, you know?”
“It is only proper,” he said, in response. He knew he shouldn't be so standoffish with Yuuri, but he had his reasons for being so.
“What is it with you lately? You've... changed. I miss the old you,” Yuuri said, softly.
Wolfram was startled to hear that, but recovered and gave Yuuri his brightest smile. “Did you not tell me that you were sick of my behavior? Well, I've changed Your Majesty, just like you wanted me to.”
“Wolfram, I didn't mean it when I said that to you. I just don't know what came over me at that moment.”
Wolfram knew exactly what had come over Yuuri at that moment, but remained silent about the entire matter. “Well, Your Majesty - it doesn't matter now. For whatever reason, it was said. Obviously those were your true feelings, even if you didn't mean to say them out loud,” Wolfram said with a shrug.
“But I miss my friend,” Yuuri said, sadly. “I would give anything just to have things back the way they were between us.”
It hurt Wolfram to hear Yuuri say that in such a sad voice. He made a quick vow to Shinou that once everything was done, he'd apologize for being distant. He also promised to attempt to mend his friendship with Yuuri.
However, he couldn't pass up a golden moment to play on his feelings.
“Perhaps, one day, I will once again be worthy of your friendship,” Wolfram said. “But as long as my reputation stands in ruins thanks to that incident, it can't be.”
“Reputation? Incident? What do you mean?”
“Don't worry about it, Yuuri. Just know that, whatever happens, I hope you take my side next time.”
Yuuri, who was completely confused by what Wolfram said but happy at hearing his name used by Wolfram for the first time in months, simply nodded.
The two slipped into silence as they resumed bathing themselves.
After a few more moments, Wolfram heard the doors to the baths open behind him, and tensed. He looked behind him, and was unsurprised when his suspicions were confirmed when he laid eyes on Saralegui.
“Thought I'd join you two,” Saralegui said.
Wolfram watched as he slid out of his robe, and into the water. He wondered what Saralegui was up to - and when he heard Yuuri nervously laugh next to him, he knew the Maou was thinking something similar.
Saralegui looked at him, and then turned his gaze onto Yuuri. Wolfram raised his eyebrow at his predatory look. He had suspected that if Saralegui would bother messing with him further, his move would include using Yuuri as a game piece. Wolfram knew that whatever Saralegui did in the baths, it wouldn't matter after he retaliated later on - when he would be doing some using of his own.
Saralegui stared intently at Yuuri. “I was wondering... is it possible that you could wash my back?” he asked, sensually.
Wolfram was not surprised when Saralegui smirked at him before turning to display his bare back, but he refused to say anything - at least not yet. He looked away, putting on his best upset look.
“I don't think...” Yuuri started, glancing at Wolfram.
Wolfram was highly amused to find that Yuuri expected to be bailed out by him. A part of him wanted to stay silent just to see him squirm further - but he decided to let him off the hook for the moment.
“Your Majesty, it seems my king is a bit uncomfortable with that request. However, I'm more than willing to assist you with it, if you will allow it,” he said in a quiet voice, ignoring Yuuri's shocked look at his volunteering.
“That's fine by me,” Saralegui said.
Wolfram moved over towards Saralegui, and took the washcloth from his hand. He gently started to wash the slender back in front of him. A few seconds into it, Saralegui moaned and proclaimed how good it felt.
“I'm not doing it too hard, am I? Or do you need me to go a little harder?” Wolfram asked, his voice low and suggestive.
“It's hard enough, definitely,” Saralegui said in a seductive voice, not to be topped by Wolfram.
He heard Yuuri laugh in his nervous manner again, and wondered what was going through his mind. He secretly hoped it was jealousy, but knowing Yuuri it was probably the desire to exit. Quickly.
Wolfram was semi-amused, and semi-annoyed, at his former fiancé's predictability when he suddenly spoke up.
“I'm going to the bedroom!” Yuuri said, his voice sounding somewhat flustered.
By the time Wolfram turned to watch him, Yuuri had already gotten out of the tub and wrapped his towel around him. He watched, without bothering to move, as Yuuri exited the baths.
“Aren't you going to follow him?” Saralegui whispered in his ear.
The light breath of air against his ear as well as the naked king pressed against him caused Wolfram to shiver, and the state that he had so successfully suppressed earlier in front of Yuuri started to reemerge. He quickly counted down in his mind in order to retain control of his situation.
“You aren't done with my back, Lord von Bielefeld,” Saralegui said. “I have delicate skin, and I will itch horribly if it isn't rinsed thoroughly. Please, finish it for me.”
Wolfram suddenly remembered just what he was supposed to be doing, and turned back to look at him. “Of course, I'll finish it,” he said, softly.
Saralegui nodded, and turned back around. Wolfram gently started to rinse his back. He had to contain himself every time Saralegui moaned his appreciation. What was probably less than a minute or so seemed so long to Wolfram, and when the final group of suds ran down Saralegui's back, he placed the washcloth in the other man's hand.
“All done,” he said, and started to move away from Saralegui.
Saralegui quickly turned around, and grabbed his hand. “Would you like for me to return the favor?” he asked in a teasing voice.
“It isn't necessary, Your Majesty” Wolfram said quietly, and moved out of his grip to get out of the bath. After he pulled himself out, he stood there with his back to Saralegui, in all of his naked glory, and slowly dried himself off.
He wrapped his towel around his waist before turning around. He was not surprised that he caught Saralegui looking at him, and hoped that he had been entertained by his show.
“Good night, Your Majesty,” he mumbled, his eyes downcast.
“Good night,” Saralegui said, slowly.
Wolfram turned, and left the baths.
Saralegui watched Wolfram exit the baths, disappointed by the lack of further action. He did his best to ignore the small voice in him cheering about having received a nice view of all of Wolfram's assets out of the raw deal.
And what nice assets they were.
So it seemed that the Bielefeld brat really was done playing with him. And he had thought the slightly suggestive things Wolfram had said while washing his back were going somewhere.
He tried to chalk it up as Wolfram's way of trying to make the Maou jealous, but Wolfram didn't seem very bothered when he came on to Yuuri as many times as he could during dinner. He guessed that Wolfram had given up on him as well.
He was now bored with it all. What was the fun in playing alone?
He sighed as he got out of the bath, and made his way back to his room.
“Are you ready?” Yozak asked.
“Is he asleep yet?”
“Out like a light. I made sure that the nightly tea that was sent up to his room had a very soothing effect on him. Here, take this,” Yozak said, handing him a vial of orange goop.
“What's this?”
“When you want him to wake up, open it and wave it underneath his nose.”
“Excellent.”
“Good luck.”
“Thanks, for everything. Let's go.”
Author's note: This is the revised version of this chapter. Next chapter: The stunning conclusion to this madness!