Five Dresses

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans

Chapter 4: Happiest of Days


The latest dress

A special one

Flowing smoothly

Supple as water

Fluid and delicate

To the touch.

Kori forced herself to take deep, slow breaths as she stood alone in the grand room which was bedecked in plush and ornate-tasteful, not gaudy-furniture. She glanced down at her hand, yes her left hand and the ring that steadfastly sat upon it. Staring at the sparkling stone she smiled, albeit dazedly. I cannot believe that this day is already here. Looking into the mirror before her, Kori took in her reflection noting the way her eyes danced and her smile was brilliant. If I could float, I would've touched the ceiling long ago.

She recalled the day Richard had proposed to her. It was her twenty sixth birthday and the lovely ring he had gotten her was inside a box of Cracker Jacks, wrapped up like an actual prize. She giggled and mentally rolled her eyes. A bit cliché but a very romantic night nonetheless, considering the place he had given her the box was on top of the Ferris Wheel, the very first ride they had gone on as kids.

The color

Pure white

Like Winter's

First snow

The bodice

Covered with

Stars gently

Pulled from the sky.

Kori found herself growing restless. She wanted nothing more than to be with Richard, to be with him forever. Yet as tradition called for, Kori was required to stay put. Sighing, she tapped her foot irritably, glaring at the clock as it continued to taunt her with its slow, incessant ticks, the minute hand twenty ticks away from the twelve. Six o'clock at night. The hour she was to walk down the aisle. The hour Richard had proposed to her, a beautiful sunset filled with so many promises before them. The hour Richard swears up and down they had met so many years ago.

Donna, Kori's maid of honor sensed her god sister's distress and went over to grasp the young bride's hand. "Only twenty more minutes," She pointed out in what she hoped was encouraging voice.

Kori gave a weak smile. "I realize this, but they feel like the longest minutes of my life."

Donna chuckled. "How do you think Richard probably feels? I'll bet my mother's silver chain that he's worse off than you."

Kori absentmindedly touched the chain Donna spoke of that was wrapped around her own neck as part of the "something old and borrowed" aspect of a bride's outfit. Her dress was new and the bouquet she would carry consisted of gorgeous deep blue blooms with streaks of violet shot through each petal. Kori then stroked the ring she wore, recalling Richard telling her it had belonged to his paternal grandmother and then his mother before giving it to her. She had cried for fifteen minutes after that, an embarrassed Richard stroking her hair as she sobbed into his shirt.

Happy to wear it,

She may be

Though she wishes

It was crimson

To draw away

Attention from

The blush

Staining her cheeks.

Kori took several staggering breaths as she entered the room. Almost three hundred guests were in attendance and all were looking at her. She felt heat suffuse her cheeks, her teeth reflexively biting her lower lip out of shyness. Managing to look at the altar and catching Richard's gaze she realized it was going to take all of the restraint she could muster to not race down the aisle and kiss him, completely forgoing their vows and any other proceedings. She didn't even need a ring. She knew Richard would be with her forever, but then she remembered Richard had made a passing comment that Kori was going to need a ring so that way future lechers would know to back off. Kori had cheekily replied that it went double for him.

Letting out a silent chuckle, Kori made her way down the aisle without any trouble. Once she reached his side, Richard leaned over slightly to whisper, "You're adorable when biting your lip, but what was it you were giggling about back there?"

Smiling brightly Kori whispered back, "Just a memory of something you had said to me that strengthened my love for you. Not that my love for you needed to be any stronger."

Before the couple knew it, vows were exchanged and rings placed on fingers. Richard gently lifted Kori's veil before cupping her cheek with his newly banded hand and placing a gentle, but passionate kiss on her lips.

The road to Happily Ever After had begun.


Nope! Not done yet! The title is called Five Dresses after all and here we are at number four. Kinda sad knowing it'll all be over soon. Also, those flowers of Kori's do exist. I should know, they were my corsage for my senior prom. :)