Disclaimer: I don't own eyeshield 21 and the characters. I only own the story.
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"STOP!"
All eyes turned to the owner of the desperate voice. The owner – a woman with the same light brown eyes and blue black hair as the groom, begged at the pastor who was presiding the matrimony. "Stop the wedding… Please." The priest, unsure of what to do, shifted his gaze back and forth to the lady and the groom. He then rested his eyes at him and waited expectantly.
"I'm sorry Mamori." The groom said with melancholic eyes to his supposed to be bride. He then walked away to the lady awaiting him at the entrance of the small chapel. Shocked with despair, beautiful Mamori smiled sadly at the retreating back of Sataki – her ex-groom.
'Come back.' She wanted to shout the words but she couldn't find the strength to do so. It already took every ounce of her will to stand her ground and keep her head high. As if hearing her thoughts, Sataki looked back at her one last time and gave her a weak smile before turning again to the mysterious lady. The bride's orbs followed the two figures until they were only silhouettes at a far distance.
'How could this happen to me? Did he not love me? Did I not love him enough?' Mamori thought bitterly and then shooked her head disgustingly. 'This was supposed to be a secret wedding. Only a few of my friends and two of Sataki's friends in work knew about this wedding. Did someone leak out the information to the lady? Or did Sataki tell her himself?' She stopped all her doubts for it was already too late to wallow for the things that had already happened.
"Are you okay?" One of her friends asked with concern while hugging her. Feeling the concern of the people present, she choked back the tears that threatened to fall.
"I can't believe he did that to you." Ishimaru said with disapproval in his face.
"Yeah, I can't believe it either." She sighed with anguish as she felt her throat constricting. Finally feeling the hurt, she surrendered and fell down on her knees as the tears trickled down her face one by one. Everyone silenced as they empathically watched their poor Mamori silently cried her heart out.
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Author's Note: I don't see Mamori as the crying type. But no girl will not cry when they're groom runs away with someone else. It's either a matter of love or pride. Anyway, Hiruma will be featured in the next chapter.