Disclaimer- The only thing I own is this plot line. I think that's a miracle.
Warnings- Same as every chapter before.
Sorry about the big long gap between posts, but there is good news. There are two more chapters left that will be coming up very soon! So for now enjoy more of the madness. Before we begin though I want to thank my reviewers... Yes well read on!
Chapter 4- The Wedding
Today was the day of the wedding and Shuichi was ecstatic. The few who had the nerve to look in on the man (meaning only Hiro) said that nothing could stop him. "Yuki after today you will be all mine." A dark shadow fell over the form of Shuichi as he slid his wedding dress on. Over the past two months Shuichi's fantasies of the wedding had increased drastically. The vision in his head now was one full of Nittle Grasper performing for them.
"Are you almost done?" Hiro knocked loudly. Although he couldn't see his soon to be wife, the rule of not seeing the bride didn't extend to his good friend.
Shuichi squealed, holding the dress to his chest, covering his non-existent bust. "Almost."
Hiro took the opportunity to open the door. Sticking his head through the a gap, he deemed the room safe. Walking inside he noticed a vanity and make-up. Raising an eyebrow he asked, "You're going to wear make-up?"
Shuichi nodded vigorously , his dress covering his body. Jumping over to the vanity he proceeded to dab himself with some blush.
Hiro sighed. Once again he beat himself up for not expecting the unexpected from the bride.
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The room beyond Shuichi's was Ayaka's. The woman was having problems of her own, mainly trying to get ready. Her attempts weren't working as well as Shuichi's. "Crap, where did my lipstick go?" The normally timid girl had vanished under the stress. Becoming what some might call a 'monster'. (Shuichi mostly)
Behind her stood Shuichi's shell shocked sister, Maiko. "Are you going to be okay by yourself?" After getting a tense nod from the bride, she fled.
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Outside the church K stood, hands shielding his hues. Accomplishment filled his being. From behind him, he heard the familiar voice of his wife, Judy. "You look different in your outfit."
K twirled around. His normal attire was replaced with a tux for the day. Although, if you squinted hard enough one could clearly see the outline of a machine gun. "Judy, how are you?"
"Great. Is the perimeter secured?" Judy's demeanor changed a little as she shifted her hues from side to side. Even though her plan for Shuichi had backfired, she wouldn't let any other company snatch the promising singer away.
"Yup." K rubbed his chin, walking away.
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For over the next hour people from both Shuichi, Yuki, Hiro, and Ayaka's guest lists entered the church. Friends and family both chatted blissfully unaware of what was about to take place. From inside the church corridor, Suguru looked out. A tux covered his body, blue in color. 'How did I get talked into this?' Suguru was one of the brides men for Shuichi and Hiro. The two had decided behind his back.
The church bells started to ring, signaling the start of the reception. Running to his spot the Bad Luck band member waited in his spot.
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As Yuki and Hiro waited before a priest, two figures emerged behind the flower girl's. (They were kids Yuki had never seen before.) Both wore dresses, seeing this caused Yuki's mouth to drop.
"Is that Shuichi in a dress?" He whispered to the guitarist.
"I think so." The two straightened themselves out, wearing a smile.
The priest cleared his throat, whispering at the men. "Hold your hands out." The two did as they were told.
Shuichi had to hold back a squeal as he felt Yuki's flesh against his. Repeating a mantra through his head, he tried to stop his oncoming nosebleed. All semi-rational thoughts escaped his mind. That was until he heard the speak his final line.
"If anyone has any objections speak now or forever hold your peace."
The room was quiet, but when Shuichi was around peace never lasted long. Tohma stood up. "I object."
Everyone in the pews turned to look. Beside Tohma the former Nittle Grasper member Noriko whispered harshly. "What the fuck?"
"I object to the marriage of Eiri Yuki and Shuichi Shindou." He proceeded to his rant to his good friend. "You can't honestly tell me you want to be married to this overactive teenager."
Coldly the novelist replied. "I believe I said I do."
Tohma opened his mouth to speak once more, but before he could the sound and fell of a machine gun was pressed against his head, the safety lock unlocked. Looking over to the owner of the object, he met the cold hues of none other then Claude.
"Sit down and let the marriage ceremony continue." Tohma did as he was told. Taking the other seriously. "You can continue now."
"Okay…" The priest was speechless. Shivering he continued his speech. "You may now kiss the bride."
Hiro and Ayaka embraced each other, kissing passionately. Yuki on the other hand stared. "Yuki can I kiss you?" Shuichi's voice was timid, just like when they first met.
Yuki didn't reply. Instead he proceeded to lean forward, pressing his lips against the other's.
A/N: The next segment should be up sometime tomorrow...
