Pookles: Chapter 4. Yay.

Ema: Do you not like this chapter?

Pookles: Nope. I can't stand the groom in this chapter.

Ema: Well, he is my brother after all.

Pookles: Just to the disclaimer please.

Ema: Pookles does not own Brothers Conflict.

Pookles: I found you Natsume~!

4th Wedding: Modern Victorian

Ema

I was beginning to become extremely worried as I just sat in one of the side rooms waiting to get dressed for the ceremony. After a few minutes I sat down in the chair in front of the vanity and tried forcing myself to do my makeup, but to no avail. I sighed and pushed the brushes away and stared into the mirror. I didn't think that I'd be alone in the moments before the most important day of my life. Hikaru had planned everything for the wedding and was probably out in the ballroom of the hotel getting everything in place. This day seemed to be Hikaru gloating about his victory over his brothers in the game they had been playing for five years, and rubbing it in their faces.

Hikaru had once told me that he wrote a wedding scene in one of his books, and that he wanted to have a wedding exactly like that one someday. Lights, glamour of Victorian England, and the perfect trophy wife, all completely modernized. He was so touchy about everything, including the dress, that he took my measurements while I was sleeping, and went to a bridal appointment dressed in his "work" clothes and tried on dresses as if he were the bride. I was beginning to wonder if he actually loved me, or if all this was only in celebration of him beating his brothers.

I looked over at the dress of which I had seen for the first time this morning. It was a tulle ball-gown with a bedazzled bodice, and the fabric that covered my midriff was too transparent for my liking. I was made to wear white, 4-inch, strap up heels that I could barely walk in, and there was a feather-clip with a small blusher veil that hung over my eyes.

It was in such awful taste when you put the three together that I debated going to get Miwa-san and having her see if she could do something to fix this. I was reluctant to put it on and just ended up staring at it. I began wondering if he only took care of everything because it would be the way he wanted it, or if he was just giving me a break. Was this all an elaborate ruse? It wouldn't surprise me if it was.

I put my head down on the table of the vanity and began rethinking my decision and my being here. Was I really in love with Hikaru? Did he really love me? I know that I fell in love with the Hikaru that I knew before he proposed, and that I was still in love with him. I then began to think of various scenarios that would occur. The ceremony, us living together and then me bearing his children. I couldn't picture any of them.

"The wolf you are supposed to marry is hurting you Chi," Juli observed.

"Yeah, I guess he is," I responded with a sad smile.

Suddenly the door to my room opened and the triplets walked in. They slammed the door shut and pulled me into a group hug.

"We can't let you do this," Tsubaki-san began, whispering into my ear.

"We don't believe that Hikaru-nii-san loves you," Azusa-san continued.

"I don't either anymore," I responded and felt tears falling from my eyes. "This is his dream. He should just put on his makeup and find a man to marry if he wants to be the bride that badly."

I stood and went to change into the white sundress I had been wearing when I arrived here this morning. I'd been locked in this room ever since. I was fed up with Hikaru ignoring me. I hadn't seen him in a week because he was too busy planning this dammed wedding, which he told me absolutely nothing about. Now that I was thinking seriously about it, I don't remember him ever confessing to me.

So did that mean that he proposed without any intention of love?

I walked to the door, followed by the triplets and saw Hikaru yelling at everyone in the room to work faster.

"What are you doing? You're supposed to be getting ready for the parade," Hikaru snapped.

I gritted my teeth, "there's a parade too?!" I screamed in frustration. "Is there anything else you forgot to tell me?!"

"You're on a need-to-know basis, and I will tell you when you need to know," he hissed, pushing me back towards the dressing room. "If you don't do this right, then I won't make tonight the most special night of your adult life," he added with a wink, then turned back to the room.

I planted my feet, turned and punched him square in the jaw. Hikaru glared at me and raised his hand to hit me. Natsume-san grabbed his hand and pushed him towards Subaru, who held him away from us.

"You have no right to lay a hand on her," Natsume-san threatened.

I walked towards Hikaru and glared at him. "Marriage is about compromise and equality. It's a partnership, not a dictatorship. I'm not a fan of the way you've been treating me lately. If you wanted to be the bride at your wedding so badly, then go find some asshole to marry you and you go put on that awful dress!"

"All this anger, and it's just about the dress?" he inquired smartly.

I gritted my teeth again and backhanded him; my engagement ring leaving a bloody gash across his cheek.

"It's not about the dress, though it is still ugly. But the fact that you went to the bridal appointment dressed as a woman, tried on dresses and bought on without me so that I wouldn't have a choice, is really starting to piss me off. Don't even get me started on the rest of this damn wedding!" I hissed. "You don't care about anyone's happiness but your own! Quit being such a controlling asshole and maybe, a woman will find you attractive."

Hikaru stared at me, dazed as the blood rolled down his cheek.

"I'm sorry Hikaru. I didn't agree to marry you so that you could run my life. I don't need to be taken care of as if I were an infant. I can't marry you Hikaru," I finished.

I tossed the bouquet of roses behind me and threw the ring on the floor before leaving the hotel and beginning the walk back to the apartments. Suddenly, someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into an embrace. I tensed as I tried to see who my captor was.

"Well that was a little out of character for you," Natsume-san commented.

"I know, but it needed to be done," I responded feeling the tears again.

Tsubaki-san and Azusa-san caught up to us and Natsume-san let me to go avoid an argument with his brothers.

"Are you alright imouto-san?" they asked in unison.

I nodded and the twins stared at Natsume-san for a moment before nodding. Natsume-san turned to me, took a knee and pulled a small box out of his pocket.

"Ema, despite what's happened tonight, I want to be the one that fixes your broken heart," he began. "Will you marry me?"

Pookles: There done~!

Ema: What the hell was that?

Pookles: I am not a fan of Hikaru. He does not deserve to marry you Ema. And for all of you who are pro EmaxHikaru then I will rewrite this chapter if you so wish. However, this is how I truly feel about this wedding. Just leave a comment if you want me to rewrite this chapter, though if I do end up rewriting it, it will be last. Sorry, but I have some of the other chapters waiting to be typed and posted.

Ema: At least you're honest.

Pookles: Sorry Hikaru, you're too condescending for my liking, also the fact that you pop up everywhere in the anime where you are not wanted makes me angry. And the fact that you turned your brothers' love for Ema into a game. That's just sick man.

Ema: I'm sorry did you watch the new episode of Diabolik Lovers yet?

Pookles: I'm comparing it to real life. I don't want to compare that anime to anything. *shudders*

Ema: Please read and review! New chapters will be out soon!