Remember how I said the other two oneshots weren't very good? Well, I tried to tweak it a lot...but it still don't like it.
But this is for you, Jessi-Chan, since you asked for the others.
And those of you who wanted a continuation of RinxLen, I can't do it): I don't know how to continue it, really. It would seem so rushed and stuff. It was open-ended for a reason - so you guys can imagine a happy ending. But if you want my take on what happened, Len showed up to get Rin's answer, but she wasn't there, so he think she stood him up, when in reality, she's about to get buried alive.
I might write another piece to it after the Piko and Miki oneshot...but I'm still just not sure.
Miku and Kaito.
Fluffy dresses were always a nuisance, even to a girl of such a high rank who was used to wearing such things. She hated the way her parents would dress her up like she was a doll - the thickly coated makeup that would cake on her eyelids and the shimmery pink that glossed over her lips weren't her but she knew better than to complain.
For her wedding, they had made her leave her hair in a low ponytail as opposed to the pigtails she'd grown so fond of - apparently, they were atrocious, but neither she nor her lover thought of it like that. Her bangs were thick and curled just above her eyebrows, and such a simple hair trick made her eyes look so much bigger and beautiful. She had been made to wear a white dress with sleeves that reached down to her elbows, and the top fell off her shoulders, though it didn't cut too low over her chest. The bottom of it billowed out in lace and silk - and she still hadn't even gotten the damn veil off yet, even though the binding kiss had already been quite a while in the past.
Her husband had dressed in a color true to him - a royal blue to match the shade of his hair and the rich color of his eyes. He, too, hated such formal attire, from the boots that smothered his feet to the tailcoat that felt hotter than the sun when forced to go through something as nerve-wracking as a wedding.
Both had been thrilled for the wedding - it was beginning of their life together, after all, and neither of them could be more excited - but they were more than ecstatic for the honeymoon that was soon to occur. After all, virgin bodies would soon be united to show their unconditional love for each other - to seal the bond that had just been made true with only a kiss so far.
So when Kaito climbed up into the carriage and bowed down for his new wife so he could take her gloved hand in his own to pull her up, she was unable to contain the grin that spread across her face and left creases in the powder her mother had patted over her cheeks. She slipped in with him, sitting down on the cushioned bench right at his side before waving joyfully at the young lady who closed the carriage up and sealed them in a small room whose only light shone maroon through the curtains that covered the windows.
"This was nowhere near as awkward as I was expecting," Miku told her husband with a giggle, blushing as she looked down to avoid his gaze. He was always so tender with her, so gentle like he was afraid to hurt her, and even though she loved being handled with care, it still made her feel a little strange.
"I know." Kaito brought his hands up to fiddle with the buttons on his coat - he couldn't stand having to deal with that thing any longer. He was already getting hot and sweaty enough and he certainly did not want to make the carriage smell bad on their two hour ride to the cabin where he and Miku could be alone for a nice, long honeymoon week.
"W-What are you doing?" Miku asked, her face coloring an even brighter shade that was visible even underneath all the cover-up slathered over her skin.
He grinned and chuckled a little as he finally managed to shrug the stiff piece of fabric off his shoulders, and he wadded the thing up and tossed it to the other side of the carriage so it rested on the bench across from them. "Relax; I won't do anything dirty while we're in here. That would be weird. It's just a bit too hot, ne?"
The teal-haired girl stared blankly at him for a few long moments, and just when she opened her mouth to speak, she was interrupted by the sound of reins flicking and a gruff voice ordering the horses to move. She squeaked in surprise - for some reason, she hadn't really expected it - and she found herself in her lover's arms just as hooves began to clack rhythmically on the concrete. The carriage jerked a little bit before getting pulled forward, and the noise that droned on was a steady rhythm that the both of them were far too used to, having been on carriage rides quite often. It was common among higher class people and royals, after all, to take such a clean form of transportation instead of walking as many of the commoners did.
"I-I-I'm sorry..." Miku whispered, and she laughed a little as she pulled away from him. His big hands rested on her shoulders, still, and she found that her own were grasping his arms - now only covered in the sleeves of the white shirt he'd worn beneath his coat. "I don't know why I'm so jumpy," she admitted, glancing away for a moment before looking back up into his eyes when he snorted playfully at her statement.
"Maybe you just don't feel ready for a long-term relationship," he suggested, lifting his shoulders in a slight shrug. She would have expected Kaito to seem hurt by even thinking of such a thing, but he didn't look as though he minded at all.
"That's not it," the teal-haired girl told him quickly. She brought one of her hands up to stroke his face, her finger scratching over the stubble that covered his jawline. She smiled reassuringly at him as she placed that finger over his lips and replaced it only a moment later with her mouth. She kissed him gently, just as she had when they were saying their vows while all the members of both of their families were watching. "That can't be it. I love you, and you know that."
He smiled softly at her and brushed his fingers through her silken locks. "Just because you love me doesn't mean you're ready for commitment. Listen..." Kaito cupped her chin with one of his hands, pressing his nose hard against hers. "We've been together for quite a while. We wouldn't have gotten married otherwise, right? We can deal with this. If something gets complicated, we can work it out together. That's what mature adults do, am I right?"
"But you're three years older..." Miku mumbled, squeezing her eyes shut. "I don't know a thing about being an adult."
"Shh." Kaito allowed his hands to touch her face, his fingers to drag down the length of her neck until he could slip them beneath the top of her dress to feel the slightly-sticky skin beneath the hot fabric. "We don't have to worry about that kind of stuff at the moment. Let's focus on what's to come in the immediate future, okay?"
Miku puffed out a breath of air, grasping his arms even tighter at his gentle caress. "I thought you said we weren't gonna do stuff like this here."
"We're aren't." Kaito combed a hand roughly through her silky hair, ripping the veil off and vigorously shaking his hand to get the damn thing to let go of him - it was like a little spider's web; he could understand why his wife hated it so much. He leaned forward and pecked her lips gently before doing the same to her cheek and jaw. "I'm trying to make you loosen up a bit. It'll be a while before we get to the cabin."
"We could at least rest," Miku suggested. A yawn slipped past her lips, and she arched her back against the back of the seat in a stretch that brought tears to her eyes. "It's been a long day."
"A long day indeed," Kaito mumbled, slipping his arm around his love's slender shoulders and pulling her close enough so that her cheek pressed to his shoulder. Perhaps they could get comfortable enough for a little nap...?
She woke to the unusual noise of wheels clacking on wood - the carriage had lost the gentle, smooth ride it had had for quite a while, and it was replaced with a constant tap tap tap tap as the wheels rolled along on the boards of a bridge, it seemed. What else could have caused it to make such a sound?
Aside from that, though, everything was alright. Her blue-haired husband was still sleeping with one arm around her, his fingers - that had once been clenching her shoulder - were drooping slightly now that he was lost in a realm of sweet unconsciousness. Not that she could blame him. It had been quite an exhausting day, and while there were more special things meant to happen, sleep was clearly the first priority.
His breathing was soft and kept such a steady rhythm, and she could feel him blowing out small puffs of air against her hair. His chest rose and fell with the same beat; it relaxed Miku, of course. She felt so at peace.
Seconds seemed to pass slowly, and for a moment, she thought she was about to drift off to sleep again - she could already feeling it weighing on her shoulders, causing her eyelids to droop. The weakness that drowsiness brought on clung to her like tar - it didn't seem like it would be going away anytime soon.
And just when she thought that she wouldn't be able to keep herself from the tempting claws of another deep nap, she heard a loud, sickening crunch. It wasn't a sound that she recognized, though it kept going - popping and crackling and...was the carriage stopped? She sat bolt upright in her spot next to Kaito - and the man had stirred awake just enough to rub his eyes and look around lazily.
But he wasn't aware of their imminent danger like she was - no, he had no idea that their carriage was trapped on the bridge when the old-as-hell thing decided to fall to pieces under their weight. Miku could hear the horses scrabbling to keep themselves held up; the man who had been in charge of the reins was calling out orders to them to keep going - and he was shouting to Miku and Kaito to keep calm.
Miku was far from it, though. She'd flung herself against the carriage door, pounding on the window with her hands balled into tiny fists as though it would serve some kind of purpose to help her out. Perhaps she was overreacting, as Kaito thought. He placed his hands on her shoulders and mumbled comforting words to her - told her that it was all going to be alright, that they just had a single wheel stuck and that the horses would pull them out shortly.
Oh, but Miku could feel the carriage slipping away...It was leaning further on Kaito's side, tilting more and more until they may as well have been dangling from the bridge by only one wheel. Words just wouldn't com from her mouth; she couldn't speak, couldn't cry out. Why would something so horrible happen on her wedding day? When she was supposed to be going to a cabin to spend a whole week in Kaito's arms where absolutely nothing would go wrong?
In a flash, she felt herself falling. It was like slow motion - but the carriage hit the water below and it didn't shatter like she thought it would, because it was made of such low quality wood. No, it bobbed on the surface a couple of times before the cracks flooded with water, sloshing and slurping and gurgling around her petite frame while she pounded once more on the walls of the carriage.
She found her voice, but it wouldn't be of any help. Not with Kaito panicking right next to her - telling her not to worry, they'd get free...while in reality, the blue-haired man was just as frantic as she was when their oxygen was replaced with water at an agonizingly slow pace. They were going to die...they were! Right there, right next to each other...
She woke to the unusual noise of wheels clacking on wood - the carriage had lost the gentle, smooth ride it had had for quite a while, and it was replaced with a constant tap tap tap tap as the wheels rolled along on the boards of a bridge, it seemed. What else could have caused it to make such a sound? It put her on edge a little, but she didn't think anything of it. She'd traveled over many bridges before, so why should she be scared just because of a ridiculous dream she'd had?
Her blue-haired husband was still sleeping with one arm around her, his fingers - that had once been clenching her shoulder - were drooping slightly now that he was lost in a realm of sweet unconsciousness. His breathing was soft and kept such a steady rhythm, and she could feel him blowing out small puffs of air against her hair. His chest rose and fell with the same beat; it relaxed Miku, of course. She felt so at peace.
Seconds seemed to pass slowly, and for a moment, she thought she was about to drift off to sleep again - she could already feeling it weighing on her shoulders, causing her eyelids to droop. The weakness that drowsiness brought on clung to her like tar - it didn't seem like it would be going away anytime soon.
And just when she thought that she wouldn't be able to keep herself from the tempting claws of another deep nap, she heard a loud, sickening crunch...
.::Review Replies::.
Rosie-chan: Ohmigosh...Are there even words to reply to all of that Mikuo stuff...oh...gosh.
Yume No Hoshi: Thanks! I'm glad you liked it! Hope this oneshot was as good.
Jessi-chan: Awwwwwwwwww. You...your kind words...Come here. Mizune must hug you right now. *hugs* Well, the setting is quite a bit in the past. And so is this one, so arranged marriages are still around-ish. But Piko and Miki's story will take place in modern times. And yes...yes, yes, yes...Rin and Len did...*cough cough*
HelloKitty55443: I'm so sorry! I've disappointed everyone wanting a second part to the Rin and Len piece! /sobs in a corner. Maybe just MAYBE I'll struggle to write one after I post the PikoxMiki oneshot.
Lol: Still not sure if I will or not...it'll be complicated because I hadn't intended to go any farther than that...
Thanks for the reviews!(:
(:Mizune