Pookles: YAY MORE ANIME FUN
Ema: Please calm down Pookle-san, it's only a fanfic.
Pookles: I love this anime so much though! :3333333 It's true. I love Brothers Conflict so much.
Ema: Right then, Pookles doesn't own Brothers Conflict.
Pookles: If I did, then expect to see more Iori, Masaomi and Natsume~
1st Wedding: Traditional Ivory
Ema
The day has finally arrived when I would get to marry the love of my life. I sat in a chair in the back room of the church; Miwa-san, Louis-san and Juli were the only ones in the room. Louis-san was doing my hair and make-up while Miwa-san was getting my dress ready.
My hair was tied back into a bun, held together by the white rose clip that was also attached to the ivory veil with lace trim. Louis-san made sure that my make-up was subtle and natural, and painted my nails an ivory color, despite the fact that I was wearing mid-bicep length gloves. My dress was an ivory-colored, satin gown with a v-cut in the back, and was trimmed with lace. I wore the gloves and a pair of matching heels so I could be tall enough to kiss the groom without having to stand on my tiptoes.
Miwa-san and Louis-san helped me get into my dress, and it -much to my relief- still fit perfectly. Miwa-san pulled the bouquet of white roses out of the decorative vase they were sitting in and handed them to me. Miwa-san was already in her mother-of-the-bride dress, which was a silver-blue color. Louis-san was wearing a black tux with a gray tie like the rest of his brothers that were probably already in the main hall of the church. A knock at the door revealed a smiling Mahoko and a shocked Kyoko, my two bridesmaids.
"You look beautiful!" Kyoko gushed, having been the only one in the room to not have gone to the bridal appointment.
"It's almost time," Mahoko announced.
"My little girl is getting married, I feel so old!" Miwa-san blurted.
"Calm down mom, we all feel a little older, but don't ruin your makeup either," Louis-san added, trying to calm her down.
Miwa-san and Louis-san went out into the hall and Papa walked in.
"Are you ready?" he inquired.
I nodded.
"I have a question Mr. Hinata. How can you be okay with her marrying her step-brother?" Kyoko asked.
"Because the kids never truly felt like family, which is sort of the reason why we're standing here today, but hopefully they can be a true family now," he responded.
"Kyoko who cares? Ema is getting married and this is the most makeup I've ever seen her wear!" Mahoko shouted, soothing my nerves a bit.
Juli jumped on my shoulder. Louis-san had replaced his pink polka-dot bow with an ivory one for the wedding. "I don't like this Chi, but as long as you're happy, I'm happy. Besides, you picked a good wolf."
"Juli..." I cooed and he jumped into Mahoko's basket.
Mahoko tied the rings to his bow and let him down onto the floor. She nodded to us and we moved to begin the ceremony. Yuusuke-kun and Fuuto-kun were waiting for Mahoko and Kyoko respectively. Each pair went through the curtain and the chatter coming from the hall ceased. When the music started playing, Papa and I walked through the curtain and everyone stood as Juli ran to go sit by Miwa-san.
I stared at Masaomi who was waiting for me at the end of the aisle. He shook my father's hand and linked my arm with his before turning to face the minister. I handed my bouquet to Mahoko and Masaomi took my hands in his as the minister began the ceremony. After Masaomi and I read our self-written vows, the minister clasped his hands together.
"May I have the rings please?" he inquired.
Juli jumped from Miwa-san's lap and jumped to my shoulder. Masaomi let go of my hands to untie the rings. I took off my gloves and handed them to Mahoko and Juli handed me Masaomi's ring.
"I, Ema take you Masaomi, as my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us part," I recited, starting to feel the tears form at the edges of my eyes, putting the ring on his finger.
"I, Masaomi take you Ema, as my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us part," he responded, slipping the ring on my finger.
"You may now kiss the bride," the minister said.
Masaomi put his arms around my waist as I touched his cheek and our lips met with a thunder of applause. I took my bouquet from Mahoko and Masaomi and I linked arms again and walked back down the aisle. I tossed the bouquet behind me and heard all the women in the room cheer about how they wanted it. We got into the limo that was waiting outside and it took us to the hotel where we were going to have the reception.
"I haven't gotten to tell you yet, but you look beautiful Ema," Masaomi commented.
"You look handsome as well, Masaomi," I responded and kissed his cheek.
When we arrived, our family was already there, busily setting up the room for the reception. When we entered, heading for the garden to take pictures, my brothers stopped whatever they were doing and clapped and cheered. I blushed and Masaomi kissed my temple. Suddenly, I fell forward, I looked back to see that there was a loose part of the carpet. Masaomi caught me and turned to his brothers.
"Can someone fix that loose carpet? We don't want anyone getting hurt," Masaomi snapped, slightly out of character.
I stared at him and he smiled at me. "Let's go. We have pictures to take."
He helped me to my feet and led me into the garden. Miwa-san and her photographer were already out there waiting for us. Masaomi and I took many pictures, then some with Juli, our parents and our brothers. When we were finished, the boys took off their jackets and continued setting up the room. When it was finished, Masaomi and I went into one of the back rooms where Louis-san was waiting so he could redo my hair and makeup. My brothers came in soon after and stared at me while Louis-san did my makeup.
"You look beautiful imouto-chan," Kaname-san commented, playing with my hair until Louis-san grabbed his hand and pushed it away.
"You almost look like a princess," Fuuto-kun added.
"Almost? Would it kill you to give a good compliment?" Yuusuke-kun snapped.
"Yuusuke-kun, he's just jealous. Besides, I can handle this myself," I began and he nodded. "Fuuto. Don't make me punch you. It's my wedding day, I will not tolerate any of your crap today. This is your last warning."
"You can't hit me, I'm an idol," he responded.
I stood and glared at him, "Fuuto. Just because you're an idol doesn't make you untouchable. If someone didn't care about your career, they would pop you one. So what would happen if I chose to forget that you were an idol?"
He looked mortified, I smiled in triumph.
"Good now shut up and be a good little brother."
"Now, now," Masaomi began, "no killing each other. Leave it at that."
"Also, who caught the bouquet?" I asked.
Azusa-san stepped forward and put one of the roses from the bouquet in my hair.
"Much better," he said.
I smiled and Masaomi pulled me into his arms. "C'mon, we have a party to attend."
I followed them out into the reception where everyone was cheering. Tsubaki-san and Azusa-san were pretty much running the entire show, and announced that the Father-Daughter dance would be first. I danced with Papa and Miwa-san took pictures like there weren't any albums that we had to fill or anything.
"Now time for the lucky couple to dance!" Tsubaki-san and Azusa-san announced.
Masaomi took my hand and pulled me to him.
"I don't want you to worry about anything else from now on," he whispered.
"I have no regrets," I responded, and we kissed.
Everyone clapped and we sat down in our seats. Now it was time for the speeches. Masaomi and I picked three of our brothers to give a speech. We picked Hikaru-san, Wataru-chan and Tsubaki-san. Hikaru-san caught the microphone that Tsubaki-san tossed to him.
"Hello everyone," Hikaru-san began. "My name is Hikaru. My original plan was to embarrass my brother's wife a bit, but she quickly scrapped that idea by yelling at me and breaking a vase."
"I didn't do anything. You're the one that ran off like a little girl," I commented and the room burst into laughter.
My family was laughing especially hard because they knew that Hikaru was a regular tranny. I did not mean that to be as funny as it was.
"Anyway, I was going to say that I would leave the comedy bits to my other brothers. But to the point, Masaomi is the oldest of us brothers, he's kind and helpful, but doesn't seem to have much luck with the ladies, so we're all sort of wondering where this came from," Hikaru-san continued, motioning to the room. "I will be honest and tell you all that when we first met Ema, we all fell for her. One by one like trees in a forest. In short, the competition was so present in the household, we should've expected our eldest brother to come out the victor in the end." He then turned to me. "Is that better than what I had?"
I glared at him. "It's better, but I still don't like it."
He shrugged in defeat before tossing the microphone to Tsubaki-san and sitting down. Tsubaki-san jumped up and I covered my eyes with my hand for a moment, bracing for the worst.
"Look, she's already given up~" Tsubaki-san began with a laugh, getting a chuckle from the room. "Continuing off of what Hikaru-nii began, we all do love Ema, as a sister and for most of us, as something more as well. We welcomed her into our family with open arms, not really sure what to expect. But I, myself was extremely happy to have a little sister. I love little sister characters in various animes, so I'm absolutely delighted to have one of my own. Though one thing's for sure and I'm sure that my brothers can agree here, is that we never saw this coming. We never saw Masaomi-nii as the winner here. So I guess the lesson in this is never underestimate the underdog."
"No Tsubaki, the lesson here is that nice guys never finish last," Masaomi cut in, causing the room to burst into laughter again.
"I'm done, how was that imouto-san?" Tsubaki-san asked.
"Better than Hikaru-san's," I responded.
"But good right?"
"Better than Hikaru-san's."
The room burst into laughter again and Wataru-chan stood up, taking the microphone from Tsubaki-san.
"Good evening everyone! My name is Wataru, I'm the youngest of my brothers. I'm happy to see Masa-nii and Onee-chan so happy. So much that I'm really looking forward to being an uncle!" he said happily then sat down.
Azusa-san stood up to break the awkwardness that Wataru-chan had created. "Now that the selected brothers have made their speeches, we will now begin with serving the food."
I took a deep breath and leaned on Masaomi-san's shoulder. "This is going to be a long night."
He kissed my temple. "It'll be alright. they're our brothers after all. They'll be sore about it for a few months then everything will be fine."
"You're really enjoying this aren't you?" I inferred.
"Why shouldn't I be? I get to spend the rest of my life with you after all," he responded, surprising me with a kiss.
A flash went off and Miwa-san cheered.
"That's the one that's going in the family album!" she exclaimed and we laughed.
The party went on through the night everyone singing, dancing, -and for those who were old enough- drinking. Tsubaki-san was definitely intoxicated by the end of the night, as well as Subaru-san, who had to be helped out by Natsume-san at the end of the night. I could tell that my father had gotten a few drinks into Masaomi, so I volunteered to drive us back the apartments.
Since it'd been a few years from when Papa came home from an adventure and taught me how to drive, I thought I could handle this easily. Though the only hard part was getting Masaomi into the car. When we got home I walked with Masaomi-san up to his room and made sure he didn't pass out on the floor somewhere. Once Masaomi-san was being watched by Ukyo-san, I went with Miwa-san back to my room to take off the wedding dress.
"Are you and Masaomi going to continue living here then?" Miwa-san inquired.
"We agreed that we'd start looking for a house after the wedding, because things had been so chaotic and confusing while planning the wedding," I responded.
"Ah, well then I should let you in on a little secret," she said as I changed into a t-shirt and shorts.
"Eh?" I inquired as she handed me a white box.
"All the bedrooms in this complex are sound-proof, but you two should really go on a nice honeymoon," she responded.
I opened the box and saw that there was some bridal-themed lingerie inside, I blushed and snapped the box shut and placed it on the bed. Miwa-san laughed and told me to go spend the night with Masaomi. I went up to his room to do so and found that he was already asleep. I used the spare key he gave me and crawled in next to him. I saw him smile in his sleep and he pulled me closer to him.
"We leave for Santorini in the morning you know," he whispered, actually still awake.
"I know, but is it really so wrong for me to want to spend the night with you?" I inquired, moving closer.
"Would you rather be sleep-deprived or spend the night with your husband?" he inquired.
I gently bit his nose. "You're clearly drunk, you're asking stupid questions."
"Yes, yes," he responded and we drifted off to sleep.
Pookles: Yay! First wedding done!
Ema: Why is it always Wataru-chan that makes everything awkward?
Pookles: He's your little brother, that's his job Ema.
Ema: Right... Well that's the end of chapter one. Please read and review. Constructive criticism is welcome.