Doubts

His hands shook. Never had he been this nervous or excited. Desperately he tried to focus on the task at hand but it was to no avail. His thoughts plagued him. It wasn't the fact that he was scared to do it, in fact every fiber of his being wanted to do it like nothing he had ever done before. What bothered him though was the thought that he was not up for the challenge. He had never done anything like this, and there was no guarantee that he'd be any good at it. What if he messed it up? What if he ruined it? He didn't want to cause any harm, especially not to her.

He looked back up and into the eyes of face before him. Those gold brown eyes stared back. The bastard some had said, the pervert and shameless. But once struggles may come his way, never once did he show a hint of retreat, never gives up on those in danger, always on the front foot, always owning the initiative. For these reasons, some girls stated that he's the most dependable person in the universe.

Yet he saw none of what they said. Instead he saw a man with so many emotions. At this very moment he was fearful and nervous but at the same time he was excited and energetic. He brought his hands up to the bowtie that hung loosely around his neck, cursing it as he tried to do it up. It was the first time that he had to tie one on and in all honesty he never planned on wearing one again in his lifetime. But today he had to wear it, he wanted to wear it. He had to look perfect. For her.

After fumbling around for nigh on ten minutes, he threw the bowtie away in disgust. Sure he could survive the deadliest assassin of the universe, defeat any crazy plan made by any prince, go on adventures and save his planet with his perverted talents. But a simple bowtie? He groaned and plonked himself on a chair and ran his hands through his messy brown hair. He looked back into the mirror and smiled slightly, if only they could see him now. The man who soon would become the most powerful man in the galaxy, sitting alone in this room, a complete and utter nervous wreck.

He thought he had got the hard part out of the way. Just knocking her father's door had him crap his pants. He could barely move when her father answered the door let alone ask him the all-important question. He felt for sure that he had screwed the Earth, when he asked his question. But not only had her father given his blessing, he had been overjoyed and gave him a bear hug that had almost cracked his ribs. Almost everything had gone perfectly since that day, although getting his friends and her sisters to help him with his proposal had probably not been one of his best ideas but either way, since then, it had been the happiest time of his life.

That was until last night.

He had asked Saruyama to not go overboard with the bachelor party but of course he should known better. Even by both his and Saruyama's standards that night had been crazy. But a comment from a guest who hadn't exactly been invited had put him into this state.

"Exactly what does she see in you? You're not good looking. You're not that rich. Hell I you are not even the strongest man in the earth. Take away your sexual talents and what do you have to offer? I mean she could have anyone she wanted. What do you offer her that she doesn't already have? And if she wanted a trophy, there are way better prizes out there."

He had immediately rebuffed the 'guest', the two of them were in love with each other and that was all that mattered. But as he made his way back home, he couldn't help but wonder exactly what it was he brought to this marriage.

Sure he had some traits that women liked but she had a personality that makes everyone happy and was the most honest person in the galaxy. You could have made the argument that he was the best gardener in the world but no one cared about that, and she was the smartest person in the universe and the strongest woman in the universe if not the being. Besides that, he didn't have what you called marriageable traits. His other more prominent skills, being able to survive Yami's attacks, win mini-games at festival games and being good at soccer were not exactly going to be useful anymore.

What did she see in him?

"Yo buddy you in here?"

A knock on the door, preceded the entrance of his spiky black haired friend. Saruyama looked every inch the superstar in his fetching tailor made suit, custom leather shoes and expensive designer sunglasses that he was probably wearing for another reason than looking like a million bucks. His friend plonked himself down next him, hand clasping his head in an effort to calm the raging hangover that had taken a hold.

"Man last night. Damn!" A small smile appeared on his face, last night had indeed been one hell of a night. "I need to ask more of that drink! Do you think she'll mind if I wear these?"

He snorted and smirked in response, he doubted she would mind, but he knew that Saruyama wasn't hiding what lay underneath for his and her sakes. No, Saruyama was doing it to protect his own interests, which he found greatly amusing. Saruyama hardly every cared what other people thought about his looks or his personality. Yet here his friend was covering himself up to try and not disappoint one particular person. A fact he made quite clear to Saruyama, earning him a cuff on the back his head.

"Chatty gossip." Saruyama muttered. "What about you? Why aren't you ready yet? Where's your bowtie?"

Saruyama questioned before he pointed towards where it had been thrown. Saruyama looked at it and then back at him, his expression changing from confusion to a cheeky smirk as he realized why said bowtie was lying on the other side of the room.

"Don't tell me the great and powerful Rito was defeated by a simple bowtie?" Saruyama asked on the verge of laughing, as he got up form his chair and made his way to the discarded item of clothing.

"If I'd known that, I would have given you that book 'how to tie a bow tie for dummies'." Saruyama joked, picking the bowtie up and walking back over to him, ignoring the scowls that were shot at him.

"C'mon get up off your fat lazy ass. I'll do it for you." Shooting him another glare, he got up and faced Saruyama who promptly wrapped the bowtie around his collar and went about the business of tying it on.

"Hey is everything all right?" Saruyama raised an eyebrow. "You are really quiet."

He sighed and looked into the mirror as Saruyama put the finishing touches to the knot.

"Do you think I'm right for her?" He signed.

"What?"

"Do you-"

"I know what you said."

"She deserves the very best. I don't know if I'm that."

"You're joking right? After all the troubles she has brought you, I don't know if there's a person with more patience than you."

"That's not what I mean." He paused, thinking over his words. "What do I bring to this marriage? What set of skills do I have that are actually useful? What do I offer her?"

"You have got to be fucking kidding me? You're the luckiest guy in the world you know that right. And you're thinking of throwing it all down the drain. We both knew you were stupid before but this stupid? What are you, an alien? I've heard of pre-marriage nerves before but this is a bit far ain't it? What's got into you?" He looked down and shuffled his feet, he knew exactly what Saruyama would tell if he told him what had happened last night.

"Spill." Saruyama ordered, folding his arms authoritatively. He looked at the ceiling not sure if he should say.

"What could I potentially do that would force you to tell me what happened?" He gulped as an evil smile formed on Saruyama's face.

"You know I still have that video of you doing-"

"I'll talk. I'll talk god dam it. Never bring that up again. Never." He said sighing at the end.

Not wanting to experience that story ever again, he told Saruyama what had happened and needless to say he got the response that he was expecting.

"Wow. Since when you have you become a pussy? Who'd have thought it. The great womanizer Yuuki Rito, acting like a little bitch. Is this what marriage does to you? If that's the case then I definitely don't want to get married."

"Oh this coming from a guy who's hiding his appearance because he's scared of what a girl might think about it. Who's acting like a bitch now? And stop calling me that."

"I apologize oh mighty one. I am not worthy to be in your presence."

"One more word and I'll beat the crap out of you."

"Please we both know I'd win in a fist fight. I'm bigger, stronger and faster than you after all."

"You forgot one more thing. You're stupider as well."

"Not as stupid as you. I'm not the person thinking of running away from his marriage."

"I'm not thinking of running away, just questioning whether or not I'm the best option for her."

"That's practically the same thing. You're being a bitch ass coward."

"You're a dickhead you know that."

"Still better than being a coward."

"Keep talking, someday you'll say something intelligent."

"Well you're so dumb that you got hit by a parked car."

"You're proof that evolution can go in reverse."

"You're proof that man can live without a brain."

"If I ever had a brain transplant I'd choose yours because I'd want one that hadn't been used yet."

"Zombies are looking for brains. Don't worry, you're safe."

"You are living proof of reincarnation. No one can get that stupid in just one lifetime."

"I can't believe that out of one thousand sperm you were the quickest."

"If someone wanted to make a stupid person, you'd be the blueprint."

"You deprive a town of idiots of their idiot."

"It's your town as well dumbass."

"Yeah well your mother's so stupid that she got locked in a bathroom and peed her pants."

"What'd you just say about my momma?"

"Ok that was a bit far. But hey c'mon we were just playing." Saruyama said raising his hands up in surrender, backing away from the quickly advancing Rito.

"Oh Shit"

Saruyama bent over and covered his head with his arms in an effort to protect himself as soon as he saw Rito's elbow flick out in preparations delivery a powerful right hook. But the blow never came. Saruyama opened his eyes and lowered his arms to see a smiling Red with a huge grin on his face.

"You should of seen the look on your face. Priceless."

"Haha. Good one. Still kinda pussy of you to not go through with it though." Saruyama teased, lightly his arm.

"Pussy?"

"Ye- Uhhh" Saruyama fell to his knees groaning in agony clutching his groin after Red had brought his knee up into his delicate parts.

"Who's the pussy now bitch?"

He smirked in triumph over his friend who was crawling at his feet using his legs to steady himself. But he was prevented from gloating further when Saruyama brought his forearm up between his legs to return the favour. Red fell to the floor alongside Saruyama, cradling his manhood, face itched with pain.

"What - The - Fuck - Man?" He gasped out.

"You hit me first!"

"Yeah, lightly. You went all out!"

"Whatever we're even. Quit being a bitch."

"You're a bigger bitch."

"You hit like a bitch."

"You talk like a bitch."

"You walk like a bitch."

"You take it like a bitch."

"Your mum's a bitch."

Saruyama groaned as he realized what he had just said, resigning himself to what was about to come. The two friends shuffled all over the floor and room, hurling more insults at each other.

"You fight like a bitch, bitch." Saruyama grunted through heavy breaths as he held Rito in a guillotine choke while Rito used his free right arm to pummel Saruyama's side.

"What the hell are you two doing?"

Saruyama relaxed his chokehold slightly as he turned his head to see who had entered the room. That gave Rito the opportunity to break free, shrug Saruyama of him and send his opponent to the floor, slightly harder than necessary. Saruyama shot up straight up, his attention back on Rito, fully intent to get pay back for the rough push.

"Enough!"

The two dropped their play fight and turned to face their visitor. Rito gulped as he saw his bride-to-be's maid of honour and future sister-in-law glaring at the two of them. Hand closed into the tightest fists he had ever seen. Her normally cheerful and smiley face replaced by raging monster with blazing fire in her eyes.

"Exactly what do you think you're doing?" She demanded through gritted teeth.

"Ah you know, we just had to let out some energy. My man's all exited here. Got to make sure he's in perfect condition for the big moment." Saruyama remarked back, smirking at him. He simply closed his eyes and sighed to himself, he knew that he was going to be the one that got it.

"You know us men-"

"Shut up Saruyama!" She said menacingly, before striding directly towards him.

"Shutting up." Saruyama replied before slipping of to the side not wanting to face any part of her fury.

"I expect it from him. You on the other hand." She poked him in the chest viscously. "You're marrying my sister. And I thought you were the perfect fit for her, nobody makes her happy like you do. Yet here I find you fighting with your best man and ruining your suits!"

"In our defence I doubt that – Shutting up now." Saruyama was silenced by a look from the woman that would have sent shivers up a devil's spine.

"She asked me to help her organize this wedding and with god as my witness I will make this the perfect wedding for her. Now the two of you are going to wait here and do nothing at all until I bring Peke and fix your suits. Then you are going to march yourselves to the hall where you will wait until she comes down the isle. Then you!" She poked him so hard this time that he felt for sure that he would bruise tomorrow. "You will marry my sister and you will live happily ever after. You got that." She ordered, her voice dropping with venom. He nodded furiously in confirmation.

"As for you." Rito let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding as she turned her wrath to Saruyama.

"Take those god dam sunglasses of. Do you know how ridiculous you look? Are you planning on ruining the photos?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." Saruyama quipped back. "I think Rito ought to explain."

He cursed his friend as she swilled on the spot to face him. Her look froze him in place, he couldn't explain even if wanted to. Snarling she turned back to Saruyama. Was it him or was it boiling in the room now?

"Take those off."

She said so quietly yet so sharply that it could cut through metal. Anymore of this and he would literally shit his pants. Saruyama simply sighed and shrugged his shoulders. Did his friend not realize that he was not poking the beast with a stick? He was hitting the beast with huge hammer, right over its head.

"Take them off, now." Her voice even quieter than before.

"As you wish I guess."

With a slight grin on his face, Saruyama took off his now slightly damaged sunglasses. He watched as her eyes grew to the size of saucers before contracting down to slits. Veins bulged out from her face in places that he didn't even know had veins. Her neck muscles twitched and he could tell that it was taking everything in her power to not launch herself on Saruyama.

"Put them back on." She seethed at him.

"Yes Milady." Saruyama complied with her order and quickly put his glasses back on.

"Sit. Do nothing. Wait until it begins."

She could barely make a coherent sentence as she stomped out of the room. The two sat in silence, taking of their ruined suits and waiting for Peke arrive. Saruyama began tapping his left foot impatiently before a sudden look came over him and he smirked at Rito.

"I was right." He said triumphantly.

"What?"

"Did you hear what our slightly stressed friend said? You are a perfect fit for her. No one makes her happy like you do? There's your answer, Rito. Are you right for her? Well for some reason she wants to be with pussy assed bitch but still, she wants you. Question is, what do you want?"

And with that Saruyama folded his arms and decided to take a nap right then and there till the robot arrived. He could do no such thing though. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. He loved her more than anything else in this world and wanted nothing more than to be with her. But he still couldn't comprehend why she would want the same thing and the thought that she would be better off with someone else would not leave his mind.

Eventually Peke arrived. It had to said, that he was impressed at how quickly it managed to fix their clothes. Along with Saruyama, he quickly took a last look at the mirror before he was swiftly frog-marched by Saruyama to the congregation. If he was nervous before, it was nothing to what he felt now. Walking through the aisle past all his friends and her family had him on the verge of shaking. He didn't dare look back in case they saw the fear on his face, instead he stared at feet, refusing to look at anything else. After what felt like eons, the music started to play. He took a deep breath, there was no turning back now.

Setting himself he turned back to face his future. Beside him, his best man stood stiffly, it put him at ease slightly, seeing that he wasn't the only person nervous as hell. There were oohs and ahhs as the pageboy and flower girl entered. Next came her bridesmaid and her maid of honour, her youngest sister filling the bridesmaid role. The two were giddy with excitement and happiness, though both he and Saruyama quailed slightly at her maid of honor's accusing stare. The bridesmaid meanwhile was having the time of her life and playfully mouthed to him: "It's not too late to marry me instead" earning a snigger from him putting him further at ease. The music changed and his jaw suddenly went slack.

"Seriously bro. You're one lucky fuck." Saruyama leaned over to him and whispered in his ear.

Later on, in life he realized that he must have looked incredibly stupid as he stared and nodded at his oncoming bride. He had been all over these crazy adventures and seen many wondrous things. But none of them had anything on her. She was simply the most stunning thing he had ever laid his eyes upon. As he locked eyes with her, all thoughts of fear and nervousness before vanished. He forgot all about Haruna or Yui. Or any other girl. Now it was all about her. How could he have thought about not going through with this? This was best moment in his life.

Her father looked on her proudly as he led her to him before taking his seat at the congregation. She was blushing slightly and she had that cute smile on that he could not resist. The two still gazed into each others eyes. He could feel himself go light and dizzy whilst staring into her gorgeous brilliant eyes. He took her small soft hand and kissed it tenderly, getting a giggle out of her.

Everything sped up for him. Somehow the ring was in his hand and he put it on. Then she smiled at him, his world stopped. A single tear silently leaked out of his eye.

All he heard was the one word out of the command and flew in. She would remember that kiss as her favorite ever. He would remember it as the gateway to a new life.

Right then and there he knew. He knew he was going to spend the rest of his life with her.