A/N: Shorter than I normally do. But more of a segue into the rest of the story.
Today was a beautiful spring day with clear blue skies and bright sunshine cascading down on the bright greenery surrounding the area. Rin looked out the window at the garden she would be saying her vows in and smiled. It was a perfect day.
Though a brief flash of memories played through her head from the previous weeks and she felt a darkness in her heart for a moment.
Naraku had apologized profusely and made a promise it would never happen again. She believed him and trusted him, and so their wedding plans moved forward.
She had spoken to Sesshomaru only briefly and it was to tell him she was fine and she was sorry for interrupting his night with her problems. He had grunted on the phone and offered no more words. A small part of her, deep in the back of her mind, played a scene of him bursting into the garden this afternoon and yelling his objections.
But that was unrealistic. He had no reason to do such a thing.
Rin took out her phone and turned to the floor length mirror before her. Her dress had a sweetheart neckline, with beading running its course over the bodice of her dress and continuing down the eleven layer skirt. She fingered the silky material resting over her hips and raised her hand to the veil with tiny crystal beads on her head. It rested on her deep brown hair, which was left flowing down in soft, smooth curls down her back.
Before she knew it she was snapping a picture of herself and sending it to her Sesshomaru. His response was immediate, if not short.
You look nice.
She replied with a quick thanks just in time for her maid of honor, Kagome to walk in with Rin's only other bridesmaid, Sango, following behind. Their short green dresses fit them nicely with the pair of silver heels Rin had picked for them to wear.
"Are you ready?" Kagome asked, touching her shoulder, a look of worry in her eyes.
Rin set her phone down, giving it one last look, "Yes," she responded with a bright smile.
The three women headed down the long stair case of the fancy 1920's home she and Naraku had picked out for their ceremony and reception. Rin followed behind her friends until they reached the double doors of the reception hall, leading outside into the garden. She stopped short, tucking herself to the side of the door before anyone caught a glimpse of her.
Sango and Kagome took the arms of their escorts, two of Naraku's friends from school, and headed down the aisle. Tears welled in Rin's eyes for a moment as she thought of the steps she was about to take down the stone pathway.
She wished her father could be here. Her entire family really, but it saddened her extra to not have a father to walk her down the aisle and give her away to her future husband.
But Rin quickly tossed the melancholy thoughts aside and moved on. She stepped through the doors and towards her future husband, locking eyes with him. Naraku smiled back and met her halfway. He must have known how hard it would be for her, she thought, as she took the arm he offered her. They finished the stroll down the aisle and faced each other before the alter and their presiding judge.
The rest of the ceremony became a blur for Rin. Vows and rings were exchanged, they shared their first kiss as husband and wife, and everyone erupted in cheers.
Now she sat at their table, eating the delicious food she had picked out and holding Naraku's hand.
They danced.
They cut the cake.
She threw her bouquet.
He tossed her garter.
They laughed.
Rin cuddled up to her new husband later that night in their honeymoon suite feeling euphoric. She wasn't alone anymore. She had her own family now. For now it was just the two of them, but eventually kids would come along.
Everything felt right.