PLEASE READ ME FIRST! SPOILER ALERT! This fic pretty much gives all the sweet little twists and turns in the story away so if you want to find out for yourself what happens in the end, DO NOT READ THIS FIC YET! You have been warned! Second on my agenda, there is a lot of Japanese words in this fic that are in the story, for your viewing convenience I have comprised a list of these words so you don't read it and go, 'Duuuuuuhhhhhh….what?' Please take a look at the list before you read the fic. Allrighty then with that out of the way, please read and review!

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CHAPTER 4

The room was cold, quiet and pitch black. On the floor, amongst the scattered bottles and glasses lie Asago, Kaya, and Meiko, victims of a night of heavy drinking. Every so often one would snore loudly and shift, hitting the other in the face or stomach and setting off a chain of readjusting, but none of the girls ever woke.

Carefully, Tsukasa placed a foot in the space between Asago and Kaya, then Kaya and Meiko, her shoes dangling from her index and middle finger. A handkerchief concealed her face as she made her way to the door with ninja-like stealth, this whole thing was too crazy, even for her! She wasn't ready to change like that, Ryuji would just have to understand.

Slowly, (she swiped the card from the bartender) she opened the door, slipped into the hallway...

And ran straight into Ryuji.

"What are you doing?" he asked, swinging the handkerchief on his finger.

Tsukasa froze with surprised, how the hell did he do that!

"N-nothing!" she said jumping in to an exercising pose, "Just my morning exercises! Gotta keep fit."

"That's funny, cause if I didn't know better, I'd say you were looking to run away," once again the tall kumicho had Tsukasa against the wall. His face loomed over hers, boring into her eyes.

Tsukasa cringed, "I'm not running away!"

"There go your eyes again," he said, pointing out the fact that Tsukasa always looked up and to the left whenever she was lying.

"Who's lying? I exercise every morning, you know that," she said, forcing herself to stare him straight in the eyes. It was never an easy feat; Ryuji's eyes were always so clear, unflinching, and seemed to be able to see through anyone and anything. That and whenever she stared into them, her legs would quiver and she would just want to melt into him.

Before she could stop herself, she found her and Ryuji gazing at one another, the way they always did before a kiss. Ryuji cupped her chin with his finger and leaned forward, as did Tsukasa.

"BAKA-ZUKI!" Tsukasa's fist beat her lips to Ryuji's face, punching him away so no one would what they were about to do. He reeled back, slamming into the wall on the opposite side.

Asago had woken up and was now standing between the bride and groom, "don't you know its bad luck to see Ryuji before the wedding, and alone nonetheless!"

Tsukasa frowned, remembering that she was just about to escape. She turned and started sprinting away, only to be pulled back by a gravitational collar on her neck, 'When did-?'

"When you were sleeping," Asago answered, pointing to the watch on her wrist, Ryuji was back up and began angrily puffing on a cigarette to vent his frustration.

Apparently Bun-san had been in search of his ward as well; as soon as he rounded the corner he frowned and put his hands on his hips, "Sandaime there you are! The tailor is already here with your tux."

Asago looked at her watch and gasped, "We slept in!" she half-screamed.

Ryuji looked back as Bun-san and a few other yukuza members began carting him away, "See you later, dear."

Tsukasa opened her mouth to speak, but was grabbed and thrown back into the room by Asago.