Cinder-Anna
by Icy and J

A/N: The fic was supposed to end at the last chapter... But some ppl don't get the HINT... So, this is the continuation, if you really dig happy endings and nice ole' outtakes...
*snicker*

Chapter 3

*WARNING... PURE FLUFF... OUTTAKES COME LATER...*

Well, as it always happens in good ole' fairy tales, Yoh eventually walked down that silky red carpet with Anna... After he got out of the hospital of course with reassurance from the doctors that he would have no problem with a future heir... *wink*

Here's a little clip of their wedding... Haha... (Readers... You're supposed to laugh...-J)(Shut up...-Icy)

The entire hall was adorned with cherubs and flowers and flowing scarves and flags and generally... wedding stuff. People were pouring in by the hundreds, after being searched at the door for bombs, anthrax germs and interesting stuff like that. Hao had taken to flitting about the amassed number of people, shamelessly flirting with practically every female under 24 in the room...

Yoh, on the other hand, was busy pacing the small room like a mad rabbit with rabies. He had already worn his way through 6 shoes with all the walking and a bit of smoke was beginning to rise from the carpet...

"Erm... Your highness?" A small boy asked, readying a bucket of water.

"Yes, Manta?" Yoh sighed, not really stopping to look at the page. There was a small spark and Manta, thanks to his incredible reflexes, tossed the entire bucket of water on Yoh, dousing him from head to toe in odd smelling liquid.

At least it stopped Yoh from walking anymore.

He stood there, letting water spring from his mouth making him look like one of those stone fountain statues. Dripping with water, he slowly turned to Manta...

"Yoh-sama!" someone unimportant to the plot called out from nowhere. "The ceremony starts in two minutes!"

... Not good.

Meanwhile...

"You look drop dead gorgeous if you ask me..." Ryu commented, admiring his ward as she exited the dressing room to stand in front of a rather stupidly large mirror. She was wearing a very complimenting dress... Really really really really... really...
(Do you know, where is this going...-Icy)
(No... You?-J)
(Not a clue... Perhaps we skip to the f***ing ceremony.-Icy)
(Er... I think you shouldn't listen to those cds anymore...*checks Icy's temperature...*-J)

The priest smiled at Yoh who looked like he was about to leak in his pants. The old father knew what was it like to get married the first time. He went throught the exact same anxiety on his first marriage... As well as his second. And third. And fourth... Either ways, he knew how it felt to have butterflies and other disgusting bugs in his stomach.

There was a sudden hush about the room and Yoh turned his attention down the aisle and saw the most beautiful person he had ever seen... Anna, almost telepathically, looked up, her gaze fixing on Yoh's...

(Stop staring...-Icy)
(Sorry, I couldn't help but notice that smudge of ink on your forehead... What have you been doing? Banging your head on the table?-J)
(Shut up.-Icy)

Ahem, anyways... The priest nodded to Ren who was at the piano... Ooo... He plays piano... The strong shaman struck a beautifully familiar chord and proceeded to play... A funeral march.

"Ahem..." the priest coughed. "Next page."

Ren immediately flipped the page and finally began anew... This time with the sounds of a wedding march. When she finally reached the altar, Yoh's hands had stopped shaking. His nervousness put aside for that moment...

"Well then." the elderly priest began, flipping open the thick dusty book in front of him. "Let's begin shall we?"

He turned to Yoh, clearing his throat and adjusting his hearing aid. "Blah blah blah... Do you, Yoh Asakura, Prince of Wherever-this-is, Future Lord of the Realm, Overall big-shot, take this young, gorgeous, beautiful, foxy, and generally hot babe to be your lawfully wedded homo sapien for the rest of your silly life? To have and to hold (not in the wrong way) forever and ever, through sickness and in health, even when she slaps you and tells you to roll down the stairs for fun and atempts to poison your underpants... Ahem. Anyways, do you?"

Yoh nodded, not really taking in anything what the priest was saying. Well, he was took occupied staring at Anna who was looking attentively at the priest. Rather used to no one paying attention to him, he turned to Anna instead.

"And do you, Anna whatever-your-name-is, gorgeous, beautiful, foxy, and generally hot babe take Yoh Asakura, Prince of Wherever-this-is, Future Lord of the Realm, Overall big-shot to be your lawfully wedded husband for the rest of *your* silly life? To have and to hold (preferably in the wrong way) forever and ever until you cheat on him and try to put anthrax in his underpants? In sickness and in health, in Hawaii or on the beach, till death preferably do you part?"

"I do."

"Good good... Thought so. Well, then." the priest said, closing his book and turning to Yoh. "You can now snog your wife."

And that was the wedding.

~TBC~

Yep... that is about it. Please R&R. Yeah. Outtakes are up next...