So, this is my first Mori/Kankuro one shot. I'll probably post somewhere between three and five. They'll outline major events in their relationship mainly. If you have no clue what I'm talking about, refer to my RM series. Also, these are not in chronological order. So if you don't want spoilers for the RM series, watch out. This one will be from Mori's POV. I'm not quite sure if I want all of them to be this way, so… Enjoy lovelies.
My hands were shaking. My breath was uneven. My heart was beating rapidly.
These were all signs of some horrible disease I was diagnosed with long, long ago. However, it didn't seem like it was a long enough time all of a sudden. I wanted to go back to the very first day when I heard the news and my heart stopped.
Love was some kind of monster.
It toyed with you, making you happy and fluttery and perfect. Everything was fine, even if a tornado was tearing your roof off while your mom announced she was moving you to the depths of Hell because rent was cheaper. Then, when you least expected it, you became some kind of intensely jumbled ball of nerves. Even if you were just sitting next to the person you love, it freaked you out majorly for no apparent reason.
Maybe that was just me.
Oh, what the hell.
What should I do? I pleaded for Aya to hurry up and help me. I'd never even been to a wedding before last year, and now here I am…getting married myself. Sure, I'm young. Sure, I'm irresponsible. Sure, I sincerely need to finish my damn college Algebra homework.
But I'm in love.
And what do people do when they're in love?
Stupid things.
So I'm getting married today. It wasn't a mistake; it wasn't exactly too soon; I certainly wasn't forced into this. So why the hell did a random tsunami of nervousness explode over my head just now? Who knows.
Aya entered the room with a shaky smile. I tried to return it. She was finally out of her ridiculous pajamas and into her Maid of Honor dress. She didn't love dresses, but it was my day so she went with it pretty easily.
I'd already slipped on my dress. All we had to do now was lace it up, put on my shoes, and go. Briefly, I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment of peace. I could do this. It's not hard to walk. I'd been doing it for an awfully long time, now. Shaky breaths escaped me as Aya fastened my heels. Almost there. No crying, Mori.
Aya set out before me, timing her steps to the music after she gave me a hug and a whispered, "Good luck, Mori-san."
I followed, meeting Akio and lacing our arms. I could still here my mom crying, my friends murmuring about whatnots, and the piano. But I didn't recognize them. The moment I saw Kankuro, it vanished.
He wasn't the most romantic or the best boyfriend in the world. He was mine though. With all his flaws and his goofs and that make-up phase he apparently went through, he was perfect. The smile that spread over my face matched and demolished any other happy look I'd ever worn. I knew, in this tiny little moment of my entire life, that everything would be okay if we were together. We fought to be here today.
And this miniscule second showed me exactly why.
The ceremony went by faster than I expected. As we shared our kiss, I couldn't help but smile. It didn't deserve a description for how amazing it was.
When we pulled apart, it seemed the crowd roared with tear-dry throats and thundering claps. Most of it came from our friends and his siblings, respectively. I couldn't stop smiling. Or crying.
Thank the stars for waterproof makeup.