The Big day had finally arrived. No one thought it would ever come to this, everyone thought he was some cold hearted jerk , found only accompanied by the harsh computer light and buzzing monitor. No one expected him to get married. On top of that, no one expected that he would marry her.
Mokuba hurried down the aisle, his baby blue coat tails flying, as his shoes squeaked nosily on the recently polished, hard-wood floors.
Everything had to be in tip top shape, not a dot or smidge of dust present, the chairs had to be perfectly aligned, the windows closed and the guests pristine.
No Oden, check. No Joey, check. He giggled, picturing the blonde's face when he found out he was the only one who hadn't received an invite. Mokuba twirled, he couldn't contain his joy, finally his Big Brother was going to be happy again. He flicked his plaited hair over his shoulder and adjusted his jacket, everything was just going to be perfect.
The ceremony was about to start, everyone filed in a single line, sitting down gingerly onto to the navy seats and settling with the customary 'KC' stamped pamphlet that was stuck at their backs of their chairs.
Yugi looked down at the number printed on his invitation that Roland had handed to him, according to the sweaty bodyguard , Kaiba had marked out special seats just for them. Tea came up behind him.
'Friendship'
'P-pardon?'
'Yugi do you know where we are ?' Yugi blinked, and licked his lips nervously and stared down at his ticket. In big block letters it read '1'.
'Maybe at the front?' Yugi chuckled, his hand resting at his neck to scratch it, sheepishly.
Tristan arrived shortly, clutching a ticket clearly marked '3', and sauntered towards their direction.
'Looks like this is it…'
'Where is it exactly?'
'The back of the hall?'
'Try the parking lot Tristan' Tea grunted, Yugi spotted Mokuba jogging to a large woman carrying a dozen blue flowers.
'Mokuba!' The kid spun around, his plait flying about his shoulders. Finally his eyes rested on the trio and smirked, uncannily like his brother. He gestured to them to come over.
'I thought this would happen, we have a couple of free seats on the left side of the hall'
Everyone waited on baited breath, a single thought ringing simultaneously.
Who was this mystery girl?
Yugi peered up, angling his head to the right and standing on his toes to get a good view, there was nothing quite like being seated at the very end of the hall, closest to the door, far away from the procession itself, and adding insult to injury , his stature did no help to alleviate his view.
Soft bells started to chime, signally the beginning of her entrance.
Tea gasped, lifting a hand to her painted lips , Tristan snorted hiding his face under a pamphlet and Yugi sighed, plunking down on the stone hard seats. He would have to wait till everyone was seated to know what the commotion was all about.
Mokuba smiled proudly as he gazed as his contented brother. Seto Kaiba stood, ram rod, his arms firmly planted at his side, his thin lips settling straight like a ruler and his eyes shifting into neutral mode as he gazed at the ceiling.
Mokuba 's grin widened. He had never seen his brother show this much a emotion before, he was finally opening up. He swerved his head back down towards the beautiful bride. This single , dazzlingly creature had sown back together the missing pieces of their small family. She had completed it.
'You may now kiss the bride' Clasping the delicate claws, he leaned forwarded and landed a big, sloppy kiss on the Blue Eyes White Dragon. She roared in content, her tail rising and lowering softly. The crowd cheered, as he hoped on her back and they flew deep into the sky, away from the recession , away from his fallen title of duel king, and away from Mokuba.