Give Wolfram Back To Me (KKM Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Give Wolfram Back To Me

A Kyou Kara Maoh Fanfiction.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot and my OCs of course. Otherwise, this wouldn't be a fanfiction. Any resemblance to real life names, situations, etc. is pure coincidence.

All rights belong to Tomo Takabayashi, Temari Matsumoto, and Studio Deen

Author's note: I am back! I will just be editing every chapter for a while. ^_^

CHAPTER 8

Adan's POV

I got out of the library and starts heading towards my bed chamber. I don't know what's gotten into me... I lost temper and control. That doesn't usually happen to me..I think I'm in need for a rest. But I'm sure my brother will confront me tomorrow on how I got my hands on that diary... *smirk*

I'll tell him tomorrow, if he asks. But now, I want to retire for the night. *stomach grumbles*On second thought, I'll drop by the kitchen first.

Damian's POV

D-diary!!! H-how in the world did he got his hands on this?! Did he really had a spy in Shin Makoku? Wolfram will be furious when... Oh god! My heart sank. Wolfram is still on the shack near the shore! And I still haven't started on my shopping! Argh!

I looked at the book on my hand. I stood up and went to my bed chambers. I put the diary in a compartment behind a painting on my wall. A painting of the legendary phoenix. I checked my pocket if I have enough money, I don't. I went to my drawer and pulled out my key which is hanging on my necklace all this time. I opened the drawer and took enough money.

As I make my way out of the castle gates, a guard called out to me.

"My lord, where are you going? It's already dark. You must stay here. It might be dangerous for you to be out this late." the soldier said.

"Go back to your post and leave me be." I said, narrowing my eyes into slits. I'm sure everyone here knows not to get on my way. "Who's worrying for who? You can't even last a minute in the sparring."

"Y-yes sir." the soldier saluted and ran off quickly like a headless chicken.

I headed towards down town ,and shop for clothes and other things but enough only for a day... Well, I'll take him to the castle soon anyway. I made my way to the shack and drop the things I'm carrying first. I lit the lamps in and out of the shack. I went to the boat and took out all the goods that I got from that party on that ship. After taking the goods in the shack, I went to the boat and pulled it somewhere it can't be found. Behind the thorny bushes by the big rocks. I have to hide it before I wake the blonde. I don't want him to escape. I'm not sure of his skills but I'm sure he is good in fighting considering his rank in the military of his country.

I prepared food enough for the two of us... maybe enough for ten people but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who's starving here. When I'm finished, I reached in my pocket and pulled the vial that contains the antidote as I make my way to the sleeping figure. It's time for him to find out what situation he is in right now. I sat on the edge of the bed where he is.

... *after giving him the antidote...*

His eyelids slowly opens... revealing bit by bit his vibrant emerald green eyes that I can drown into by just looking. His eyes show that he is confused. He slowly sits up, looking like a fragile being that has to be supported and protected every move he makes. He looks around scanning his environment, and by he looked at my eyes... his eyes are reflecting fear, rage, shock, disappointment and more emotions. And for a second, I could swore I saw fire in his eyes.

"Wh-Who are you?! Where did you take me!" he shouted at me and moved away from me realizing our close distance. He pulled the blanket from the bed and covered his cold figure, realizing he is still in his nightgown. He looked at me in fear and rage. I know exactly what his thoughts are... he thinks that I did that to him."Did you do anything to me while I'm unconscious?" he asked, each word filled venom that if it could kill, the first word already took my life.

"Well, except from kidnapping you and taking you away from your country, I guess nothing else that you're worried about." I answered. Well, it's true.

"What!? I'm not in Shin Makoku?!" he suddenly launched at me and grabbed my collar. He has that look that is ready to kill. And believe it or not, I'm scare for what he can do. Well, because I still don't know what he is capable of.

"P-please...D-don't hurt me!" I begged.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't." he said in a low dangerous voice. A voice of someone you should not mess with. What have I gotten myself into... Oh god! He's gonna kill me!!! What to do!? What to do!? What to say!? Then it hit me... I suddenly became composed knowing that I have the upper hand.

"Because you're in a country you don't know and this area is isolated from the rest of the country. Only I knows how to get in and out of here. And because I have something that, I believe, belongs to you." I looked at him straight to the eyes and  let him know that I'm serious. He then let me go and stepped back again to get away from me.

"What is it that you want from me?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

"W-well, first... let me introduce myself. I'm Damian... Prince Damian Zedler." I bowed, as if this is a formal meeting of royalties and nobles that are held in throne rooms and balls.

"Zedler?.. Zedler... now where did I hear that... *gasp* I remember now. You're a prince of Hexzalia!?" he asked and I just nod once. "Well, I suppose you already know who I am..."

"Well, yes. Thanks to me brother, the crown prince." I smile sarcastically. "Now, enough of that please... I'm starving. I prepared food and they're there at the table. We can continue this thrill later." 

I went to the table and started to dig in. And then I realized he did not move from where I left him. He is looking at me and the food unsure. "Oh, come on! I did not poison any of it! If I did I would be killing myself. I don't have a good memory and I'd be dead if I don't remember where I put the poison. I won't harm you, don't you worry." I explained

 It took him a few more seconds before he is convinced and joined me. Well, he really is graceful and well mannered. He eats quietly, not looking at me. It was awkward and I'm really itching to start a conversation but of course.. I shouldn't expect him to be friendly, casual and open considering I kidnapped him.

(TO BE CONTINUED)