The Wedding Planner's Romance
By. Yuuna Miyako
PAIRING**E x T
GENRE** Romance, AU
SUMMARY** Tomoyo Daidouji is an ever cheerful wedding planner but she isn't married herself. What will happen if her handsome, enigmatic childhood friend, Eriol Hiiragizawa suddenly asks her to plan his own wedding for him?
AUTHORS NOTE**SCHOOL IS OUT! Can't you guys believe it? This means I have a lot of time in my hands and I probably don't know what to do with it. So I'm starting a new chaptered story and I'm planning to complete this *compared to my other chaptered stories that I've lost the touch to*. So I hope you guys support me in this one too. So please do enjoy and please don't forget to reviews.
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PROLOUGE**
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Marriage is plainly defined as a legal contract between a man and a woman to become wife and husband; a close union. There are many types of weddings: religious, civil, arranged, and much more. In a largely populated area such as Tokyo, Japan, weddings are being held almost every day.
A wedding is plainly a dream come true, it must be perfectly planned—the invitations, flowers, guests, the location—these are some of the very few details that each wedding tackles.
But behind every wedding is a person called the wedding planner.
And with this note, our story starts off.
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"Tomoyo?" the intercom projected a female's voice, stopping a beautiful young woman from her work, "I'm sorry to disturb your lunch break, but you have a visitor down stairs. It's Mr. Hiiragizawa again."
"And goodness, did I mention that he's such a hunk?" The voice added in a soft whisper.
Tomoyo giggled as she shook her head, "Oh goodness Sakura, probably more than I can count."
"I'm jealous," Sakura cooed, "If I had a childhood friend like that, I'll probably marry him."
Eriol Hiiragizawa, a highly respected businessman, heir of a big international five star hotel chain, and Tomoyo's very own childhood friend. Their parents were very close associates and friends that dates way back in the days. Eriol and Tomoyo knew each other since they we're babies, with the proof of a picture of both of them dipped in the same bathtub.
Tomoyo just shook her head—she can't really disagree—Eriol excelled in every department. He's a pure European blue blood; he had the physical features Greek god—cerulean colored orbs and rich dark hair; the intellect of Albert Einstein; the eloquence of Shakespeare and had the enigma as the wonders of science itself.
In the other hand…
Tomoyo Daidouji is known as the youngest yet one of the most well known wedding planners in metropolitan Tokyo. Even though she is the next standing heir of a well known toy company, she decided to walk a path of her own and make a business for her wedding planning skills. Ever since then, she made it simply to the top; by just enjoying her work and watching people attain their lifelong dreams.
Like Eriol she is highly skilled, and intelligent, but unlike him she wanted pure independence from the bondage of her family name—creating a name for herself without the help of her family background. She was blessed with physical looks too—soft lavender eyes and beautiful curls of lilac that fell beautifully down her porcelain skin.
Tomoyo continued to scribble on a bunch of documents, making last minute arrangements on the current project she was managing. She smiled at the thought of the excited young couple that came to her a month ago, and now is finally getting married.
Then someone cleared their throat, causing her to raise her head up.
"I don't even get a greeting? How homey." The dark haired man stated simply as he took a seat in one of the chairs that were arranged in front of her desk.
Tomoyo gave him an I'm-so-sorry-but-I'll-get-to-you-later-since-I'm-almost-finished-with-these look, "Welcome back, Hi-kun."
"How's the business trip?"
"Everything went well," Eriol replied, "The main hotel in Europe is doing great, new hotels are planning to be built in some places in America we didn't cover, I managed to talk over of sending some of our best workers here—"
Eriol cleared his throat once more as he spotted the young lady not paying attention to him at all.
"Huh?" Tomoyo's head popped up once more, "What did you say again? You're getting married?"
Silence engulfed between them. There was a series of blinks and apologetic grins before the other party decided to speak once more.
"Speaking of marriage, I have some business with you." Eriol had his ever enigmatic smile pasted in his face, causing Tomoyo to be curious on what he was about to say, "I'm engaged."
"What? You are?"
"My parent's said I should get married already—so they got me into an arranged marriage."
"What?! They did?!"
"She's a gorgeous, intelligent, and a fine lady, it's hard to resist such a jewel like that."
"What?!! She is?!!"
"And I want you to plan my wedding for me."
"WHAT?!!! I will?!!!"
"So will you, or not?"
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じゃ、 まった。
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** Next Chapter Excerpts
"So, shall we play a fair game?"
