Kuon smiled his true, honest, loving smile at Mogami, the blindingly bright smile which could slaughter every one of her vengeance demons in one go. Only, now that he was Kuon, that smile seemed just a shade or two brighter than Mogami remembered it being. It must have been the magic of her fairy prince shining through. Mogami stood, and walked up to Kuon, until she was right in front of him, and her expression saddened. "Kuon, I'm very sorry. That time, you listened carefully to all of my troubles, and you even gave me your precious magical stone to make me feel better. Even so, I never asked you about your troubles. You must have been very sad back then. You've even said that yourself, before. But I never tried to make you feel better. I was a terrible friend to you."
Kuon's smile softened even more. "Kyoko, just being able to spend time with you, a sweet, innocent little girl who was hurting just as much as I was, was more than enough to make me feel much better. I was so glad that I was able to make you smile. You'll never know just how precious those memories have been to me over the years." Kyoko smiled that same dazzling way she had when she'd been the little girl he'd met by the river in Kyoto. "I've missed you so much, Corn!" Kuon smiled sadly. "So have I. I've missed being Corn. I'm sorry, Kyoko, but I'm not your fairy prince anymore. I'm just Kuon, and he's a terrible person. I know I don't deserve to have anything to do with you, but I just can't bear the idea of letting you go. Can you forgive me, Kyoko?"
Kyoko placed one hand on Kuon's cheek. "You're wrong, Kuon. A part of you will always be my Corn, and I will always love that part of you. As for you being a terrible person, well, that might have been true for an hour or two five years ago, but you were never meant to be that Kuon, and you've come so far since then. That's not the really Kuon. Corn is the real Kuon. Tsuruga Ren is the real Kuon. You're exactly who you were always meant to be. You're the good, kind man that I love." Kuon looked at Mogami with a shocked look on his face. A single tear spilled from his left eye. He didn't even feel it. "Kuon, you love me too, right? Let's get married, Kuon. I bet Father will be really happy when I've become his daughter for real."
Two days later, after much string-pulling and favour-calling by the President, a small ceremony was held on his estate. The dress Kyoko wore was the one she'd worn in Fuwa Sho's promotional video, where she'd acted as the angel who killed the devil to save her best friend. Lory had had it tracked down for her. The couple from the Daruma-ya came to represent Mogami's parents, Moko was her maid of honour, and Maria-chan was her bridesmaid. Hizuri Kuu and his wife, Julia, came for Kuon, and Yashiro was best man. Lory officiated. Every precaution was taken to ensure that the media was kept completely in the dark. That was how Mogami Kyoko became Hizuri Kyoko, the wife of Hizuri Kuon.
They both wore plain platinum wedding bands. Kyoko also wore the engagement ring Kuon had insisted on buying her the day before. It also had a platinum band, but the gems it was studded with had been cut from the special stone he had given her when he'd been Corn. Lory paid for their honeymoon as well, insisting that he be allowed to do so as his wedding gift to them. Thus, that night they boarded a private airplane to one of the small islands in the East China Sea, a part of Okinawa Prefecture. For all the incredibly embarrassing comments he'd been getting throughout the reception, mostly from Kuu and Lory, about 'enjoying his wedding night', Kuon and Kyoko spent the entire flight sleeping, exhausted after a long day of wedding preparations, and then a day of celebrations.
Neither of them had any energy left to do anything more than kiss each other goodnight. Besides, just that much was enough to get Kyoko blushing like a cooked lobster anyway. When their plane touched down, a flight attendant woke the pair, and they disembarked. They fetched their luggage, and found the driver who'd come to take them to their hotel in a white limo. They got to the hotel just before dawn. They were still tired, so they took turns in the shower, before climbing back into bed. At first Kyoko stayed on her side of the bed, and Kuon stayed on his. He didn't want to pressure Kyoko into anything, and frighten her, but he was finding it increasingly difficult to control his 'Emperor of The Night'. Kyoko was stiff as a board, much like that time when Kuon had gotten her to share a bed with him before. She'd only gotten through it at all by thinking of her role as Setsu.
Now, she couldn't even do that. After all, they were most definitely not the Heel Siblings at the moment. After an hour or two, exhaustion finally won, and Kyoko drifted off to sleep. When that happened, she relaxed. Kuon just lay there, watching her. He loved seeing her peaceful face right next to him. Then, her face changed. She looked upset. She started mumbling in her sleep. Kuon got closer, leaning over her with one elbow propping him up, to hear what she was saying. "Wait, Corn… where are you going? Don't leave me again, Corn…" Kyoko shifted, her hand reached out, and found Kuon's chest. He'd worn pyjama pants to bed to spare Kyoko, but he'd left his shirt off, just to see how she'd take it.