Summary: What if, when they were little, Newt and Alby had pretend weddings? And what if, when they were older, Alby asked Newt to marry him for real?

Pairing(s): Newt/Alby, mentioning of Teresa/Brenda

Rated: T

Genre(s): Romance, Friendship

Warning(s): Intense kissing

Newt's backyard was set up to look like a wedding. A small one, with few chairs, and lots of flowers. Newt's two siblings, Nicole and Nathan, fought over what their place was in the wedding. "But I want to be the ring barrier, Mom!" Nicole complained.

Their mother laughed. "It's ring bearer, Nikki," she told Newt's sister. Nathan promptly stuck his tongue out at Nicole. "Nathan! Don't make fun of your sister."

"She's the flower girl," Nathan declared. "I'm the ring bearer."

Five year old Newt, one of the two grooms, laughed at his brother and sister. "Well, I'm the groom, which is better than both the ring bearer and the flower girl," he decided.

"If you don't have a ring bearer, who's going to give you and Alby the rings?" his mother reminded him. "And without a flower girl, who will throw flowers behind you as you walk down the aisle?"

Newt's face reddened. "Oh, yeah."

Nathan and Nicole giggled.

Six year old Alby came up to them, smiling. Newt and Alby hugged, completely oblivious to all the "awwww"s around them. "All right," said Newt's mom, are we ready to start?"

The wedding audience included both Newt and Alby's parents, and their grandparents. Alby's two sisters and one brother were the bridesmaids and groomsman. Newt's father walked his son down the short aisle and gave his small hand to Alby's equally as small one, smiling. Both kids blushed matching shades of red.

They said their vows and everyone was surprised when Alby went in for a small but firm kiss on the lips, and then he and Newt went to go play as if nothing had happened.

They started dating when Newt was fourteen and Alby was fifteen. By then, Newt had figured out he was gay. The fact that he liked his hair long, that he never really noticed any of the girls around him (and he was friends with a lot of girls), and the fact that he had always loved playing with tea sets and dolls instead of toy cars and trucks.

The fact that he had a huge crush on Alby helped, too.

He and Alby were watching a movie on Alby's couch one Friday night, an empty pizza box on the coffee table in front of them. Newt had his feet tucked up under him and his head on Alby's shoulder. "Albs?" Newt mumbled.

"Mmm?" Alby had his hand in Newt's long hair and was gently combing it with his fingers.

"Remember how when we were little, we used to have fake weddings and stuff?" Newt said, looking up at his best friend, who nodded. Newt blushed crimson and said, "Alby, I want to try something. And I want you to swear to me that you won't do anything irrational."

"I swear," Alby said gently.

Newt took a deep breath. "Here goes," he said. The blond closed his eyes, leaned in and pressed his lips against Alby's in a deep kiss. He let it linger before pulling back, his worried blue eyes staring into Alby's shocked chocolate brown ones. "I love you, Alby," Newt told him. "I've loved you for a while now." His heart lurched when he realized that Alby's eyes were glistening with tears. "Alby, what's wrong?"

"That's just...that's the sweetest thing ever...me?" Alby asked, like he couldn't believe it. Newt wiped away the tears that were starting to trickle down Alby's cheeks.

"You, Alby," Newt said, reaching for his best friend's hand. "I'm yours, if you'll have me."

"If I'll have..." Alby shook his head in disbelief and grabbed Newt, their lips meeting in another kiss.

Four years later, Alby and Newt were still dating. They had planned a date one night and Alby showed up at Newt's door looking smug and extremely hot in a black and white suit. "Hey," Newt said, smiling at Alby as he grabbed his jacket and gave his boyfriend a quick kiss. "You look sexy. Should I change?"

"No, not at all." Alby took his hand and led Newt to his car.

Now Newt was curious. "Where are we going?" he asked.

Alby smiled. "It's a surprise." He opened the passenger side door for Newt and went over to the other side of the car.

It was about a ten minute drive to their old elementary school. "What the bloody shuck are we doing here?" Newt asked. "I haven't been here in years."

"You'll see." Holding hands, they snuck into their old school. They went into Mrs. Paige's classroom, where Newt and Alby had met when Newt was standing by the toy chest looking for something to do and Alby had bonked Newt on the head with his very hard lunch box on the very first day of school. They had been inseparable ever sine. In the exact spot Newt had been standing when he was three years old was a romantic dinner set out for them. Candles were placed around the cream colored tablecloth and Alby had cooked lasagna and garlic bread for them. He had even snuck out a bottle of champagne.

Newt realized his mouth was wide open and he closed it. "Alby, did you do all this...for me?"

"For us," Alby said, and pulled Newt over to the blanket. He pulled a small packet out of his pocket, and Newt blushed furiously when he realized it was a condom. "I thought, just in case you were ready-"

Newt was surprised. "You want our first time to be where we first met?"

Alby paled. "I don't know, I just thought - if you don't like it, we can-"

The blond laughed. "Alby," he said, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's neck. "That's so incredibly romantic."

Alby smiled and Newt kissed him, pulling him over to where he had laid out pillows and blankets. His dark eyes reflected the candlelight as Newt pressed his lips against his boyfriend's in a deep kiss. He lay down on the pillows as Alby kissed his neck, closing his eyes and shivering in pleasure. Newt opened his eyes and pulled back. "Can I...?" His fingers rested on the buttons of Alby's nice shirt.

"Of course," Alby said.

Newt slid Alby's jacket off his shoulders and unbuttoned his shirt. He took Alby's shirt completely off, leaving him shirtless, and ran a hand down his boyfriend's bare chest. "You're so beautiful," Newt said. "I can't believe we're doing this, Alby."

Alby smiled. "I can't, either," he agreed. "I can't believe you're mine."

"Well, believe it, shuck-face." Alby chuckled and the kiss that followed was more intense. Newt got the condom out of Alby's pocket, holding it up. "Alby, I want you," he gasped. "Please."

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you," Alby said.

"You won't," Newt protested, his eyes filling with tears. "I know you won't." He kissed Alby as his boyfriend took the condom from him.

"All right," Alby agreed, and Newt smiled through his tears.

A while later, they were cuddling together under the blankets. "Wow," Newt gasped, strands of blond hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. "Alby, I don't even have words for how amazing that was. This, all of this, is just so romantic." Newt lifted his head and smiled at his lover, kissing him deeply.

Alby smiled. "Actually, that's not all I had planned," he admitted.

Newt's jaw dropped. "There's more?" he said in awe. "Alby this was the best, most romantic night of my life. You didn't have to-"

"No, Newt, just listen," Alby said, sitting up and taking Newt's hand. The blankets fell off his bare shoulder and Newt couldn't resist running a hand down Alby's chest and his stomach. He was so beautiful. "Newt, these past four years have been the best years of my life. I know we've had fights, said some god awful things, but that doesn't change how much I love you, and I never want you to think it does. I lose my temper but I never mean those things I say to you sometimes." Newt wanted to protest but he let Alby talk. "Newt, I want to keep loving you and annoying you and making memories with you for the rest of my life." Newt laughed through his tears. "And, if you'll have me..." Newt smiled as he remembered what he had said when he told Alby that he loved him. Alby revealed a small box and opened it to show Newt a beautiful diamond ring. "Newton Issacs, my best friend and the love of my life, will you marry me?"

Stunned, Newt gasped out, "Yes," and threw his arms around Alby and kissed him. Newt couldn't believe Alby asked him to marry him. He didn't realize he was crying until Alby kissed his tears away and slid the ring on his finger. "I love you so much, Alby," Newt said, hugging him tightly.

Alby pressed a kiss to his blond head. "I love you, too, shuck-face."

The wedding was seven months later, when Newt was nineteen and Alby was twenty. It was on the beach, which was really romantic as the sun was setting. Newt had spent all day getting ready for the wedding, and he had longed for Alby to be there with him. "You're technically the bride, so it would be bad luck for me to see you in your pretty dress," Alby had joked, laughing, and earning himself a smack upside the head.

Newt wasn't wearing a dress, thank you very much, though Teresa had tried in vain to put him in one. However, he was wearing a very feminine-looking black and white suit. He wore a veil as well, and he imagined Minho laughing (because Newt knew he would), which didn't help his annoyance. "Why do I have to wear the veil?" he asked Teresa, who was helping him get ready. Her girlfriend, Brenda, was currently torturing Alby, but Newt was sure Alby looked handsome as ever. Newt just looked ridiculous. "Make Alby wear the veil," Newt complained. "He can pull it off. He can pull anything off."

"It'll give you a nice, feminine touch," Teresa said.

The blond mimicked her. "I'm a bloke," Newt growled.

Teresa just laughed. "Alby will like it."

"He'll bloody laugh at me."

"Trust me, Newt," Teresa said. "You'll look attractive, especially to Alby. No one should be cranky on their wedding day. Now be quiet and let me-"

"Torture me?" Newt offered.

Teresa rolled her eyes as she began to braid Newt's long hair.

As soon as Newt caught sight of Alby standing at the altar, he felt the breath go out of him. While his dad led him down the aisle, the normally relaxing waves crashing against the shore not calming Newt's nerves at all, Newt felt it impossible to take his eyes off of Alby. He looked gorgeous in a black and white suit that brought out his eyes, a single red rose tucked in his suit pocket.

Alby looked radiant, whereas Newt thought he looked ridiculous and completely feminine with flowers braided in his hair like bloody Rapunzel from that Disney movie, Tangled. Alby seemed awestruck, though, so that was good. At least his soon-to-be husband didn't think he looked ridiculous.

They'd memorized their vows after practicing them for seven months, while preparing for their wedding. Alby went first. He smiled gently at Newt, the smile that Newt had fallen in love with, took Newt's hands in his, and started his speech off with "Newt, you stupid slinthead," earning laughs from the audience. "I remember when we used to have pretend weddings when we were growing up together. We kissed that one time and I think it surprised the shuck out of both our families." Nods of agreement from both grooms' families, and a couple more laughs. "When you kissed me and told me that you loved me, I knew we were meant to be together. I knew we'd grow up, get married for real, and start our own family. It was like I could see our whole life stretched out before us in that kiss." Newt didn't stop the hot, salty tears streaming silently down his cheeks. He just focused on Alby's blurry image in front of him. "That's how I knew you were my soul mate. I didn't want anyone else, ever. Newt, I love you so much, and I swear that I will never stop loving you for as long as I live, and after I die. I am so honored to be marrying you." Newt thought his speech had ended and then Alby said, "And, no, you don't look ridiculous in that outfit. I know you think you do." Alby knew him so well. Everyone erupted into laughter, though there was sniffling, too, and they clapped.

Newt didn't know how he could ever make Alby as happy with his vows as he was feeling right now. He hadn't come up with anything nearly that beautiful. "Alby, the night that you proposed to me was the best night of my life. I remember when we first met, the very first day of preschool, and I walked right up to you and bonked you on the head with a box of crayons." Their audience howled with laughter, and Alby laughed through his tears. Newt smiled as he remembered the moment like it was yesterday. "We've come a long way since then, and I know even longer as the years pass - though that doesn't mean I won't still bonk you on the head with something every now and then. Because I will." More laughter from their families and friends, and from Alby. "Alby, I can't wait to be married to you and start our lives together as a a family. I love you more than anything." Alby hugged him tightly and Newt clung to him, his face wet with tears.

They exchanged rings then and were pronounced husbands. Alby pulled Newt into his arms and kissed him so deeply that Newt felt his knees grow weak. He couldn't believe it. He and Alby were finally married.

AN: Hope you liked it! Review please? :)