Witch in the House
I don't own either sailor moon or gundam wing.
Heero Yui
Duo Maxwell
Relena Peacecraft
Serena Cosmos
Like a lemon drop on speed, the maid of honor darted across the front of the church, her yellow toe-length dress rustling with every step. The guests' heads swiveled in unison as the tracked her agitated progress through the opposite archway, after which they turned to each other and resumed whispering. Not calm, smiling, happy-to-see-these-two-finally-going-to-tie-the-knot wedding speak either.
Heero Yui, the groom, handled t like a pro; ten minutes earlier, he'd retreated to the choir loft in the back of the church. Only his best man knew where he was, and that was because he'd followed him. Something about doing his job.
Heero was standing shoulder to shoulder with Duo now, feet spread comfortably, hands in the trouser pockets of his tux, watching another lemon drop rustle across the nave below.
"There goes another one." He remarked
Organ music played softly in the background, as if it were quite normal for bridesmaids and groomsmen to buzz back and forth across the church before the ceremony, half of them chattering on their cell phones, the other half comparing notes while frantically waiting for call backs.
"Yellow dresses, black tuxes," Duo mused over the swarm of activity. "Looks like a hornet's nest, my friend."
"Please. Don't say that in front of Relena." Heero raised his arm, absentmindedly lifting his sleeve and pronating in one smooth motion.