Kira: Hello again.

Yoko: So much has happened this week: I've gone to the beach, the movies, helped my friend paint her house...

Kira: yes, Yoko, we get the point.

Yoko: *pouts*

Disclaimer: same as its always been: I own nothing but my OC's


Waking up, Oliver blinked warily, nearly falling out bed when he found Enrique's face to be less than a foot away from him, his warm breath cascading on him in regular intervals.

Realizing that Enrique had probably been watching him the whole time he was unconscious, Oliver blushed, but felt his heart plummet.

This was all just a lie. Enrique wasn't here because they were best friends, he was here because he probably felt responsible for his injury, when really it was his own fault for messing with the blond in front of his fiancé.

His good mood gone, Oliver eased himself out of bed, lovingly placing his blanket over Enrique to keep him warm in the frigid room before making his way out, hoping he wouldn't get in trouble with Katrina for being out so much when he was supposed to be working.

As he walked, he happened to notice a full vanity laying innocently against the wall.

Oliver couldn't help but look at his reflection.

His hair was a bit messy and his ribbon was crooked, but that could be easily fixed with a simple hairbrush, which, after investigating the contents of the drawers, was found, a metal one, silver in color, with an rose design on the back of it, the elegant stems curling around to a large red rose in the middle.

Sweat dropping at the coincidence, Oliver took out the ribbon and began the tedious task of brushing his hair.

Grumbling, Oliver wondered why in the world he didn't just cut it all of and save himself the trouble.

Seeing something out of the corner of his eye, Oliver turned his head.

To his surprise, he found a small metal pair of sewing scissors. It would be a stretch, but his hair wasn't extraordinarily thick, only long, so he would just have to be a bit patient.

Taking a deep breath, Oliver began the tedious task of cutting the grass-color locks, feeling lighter and lighter with every clump that fell to the carpeted floor.

With a final 'snip', Oliver once again ran a brush through his shortened hair, which now reached just past his shoulders, as short as he dared cut it for the sake of his feminine disguise.

Nodding in approval, Oliver but the hairbrush and scissors back before standing up, knowing he would have to clean up the mess of his hair before someone found it.

However, seeing Enrique as he turned, Oliver gasped and clutched his heart comically.

"En…Master Enrique! You scared me!" he said, almost calling him "Enri", but catching himself before he could finish his mistake.

Raising an eyebrow delicately, Enrique laughed, making a familiar warm sensation in Oliver's chest.

He loved it when Enrique laughed, when he was happy, Oliver was happy.

Suddenly, he tensed as Enrique shook his head.

"You know, Oli, you don't have to hide from me" Enrique said with emphasis on the childhood nickname, his eyes, which had been closed with happy laughter an moment before were now gazing sadly at the stricken greenette.

"Wh…what are you talking about?" Oliver asked, his eyes widening, stepping backwards self-consciously., but falling with a yelp as he tripped over the vanity, falling painfully on his butt.

Smirking a bit, Enrique bent down and crashed their lips together.

At first, Enrique was afraid he had made an mistake in kissing his childhood friend, but those worries disappeared like a wisp of smoke when the greenette began to kiss back just as passionately, opening his mouth to allow the older boys tongue to enter.

Breaking the kiss to breath, Enrique ran his fingers through the silky green locks, savoring the feel of them between his fingers.

"I missed you so much" he admitted, tears forming as he caressed the others smooth, flawless cheek, which reminded Enrique of porcelain.

Hearing those words, remembering the kiss, Oliver all but broke down, sobs filling his throat as he grabbed the other by his shirt and pulled them together, just wanting to be comforted, to know everything was going to be okay.

Smiling sadly, Enrique rested his chin on top of the others head, patting his back soothingly until the sobs died.

"I should go" Oliver said, but Enrique just shook his head.

"No, go get into some better clothing and freshen up or whatever, I need to do something, and I need you to come with me, okay?"

Oliver nodded, and picking himself up using Enrique for support, walked to his room, changing into an pair of white pants and a black shirt with a single yellow star in the middle before splashing some water on his face and walking back out smiling, even his eyes twinkling happily.

Grabbing his hand, Enrique led Oliver to the main ballroom, where the large crowd, although slightly diminished, was still chatting and eating.

Leading Oliver to the middle of the crowd, Enrique motioned for everyone to make a large circle around them before turning to the other, reaching into his pocket and nervously fumbling with the object inside.

"Oliver Polanski?"

"Yes?"

"Will you marry me?" Enrique asked getting on one knee and reaching into his pocket, pulling out a medium sized box covered with a blue velvet, which he opened to show an ring, which was plain gold except for the amethyst in the middle, who's shine was nothing compared to the love in Oliver's eyes as he cried "Yes!" and jumped into Enrique's waiting arms pulling him into a kiss which the blond happily accepted.

At first, the crowd was quiet, but then Johnny burst through, loud and flamboyant as ever, and pulled the string on a glitter ball, which shot a blast of glitter and confetti in the air as he cheered; Robert, Rei, Max, Takao, and finally Kai following soon after, encouraging the girls around them to do the same.

Looking at one another in confusion, the girls seemed reluctant at first, but after one got the courage to do it, the other followed suit, the air soon becoming clouded with rainbow-color confetti.

Looking at each other with content smiles, Enrique and Oliver rested their foreheads together as they gazed into each others eyes, never seeing Sarah walk up to them until the redhead had pushed Oliver to the side.

"what the hell is this? Enrique, you're getting married to me, or have you forgotten?" She asked, her voice laced with poison.

"No, Sarah, I haven't forgotten your lies" Enrique said with a glare as he went to help the other up before holding him protectively against his chest as he remembered the lies the red haired girl had told him.

"This is the true Cinderella" he snarled, as if daring her to dare put another finger on his new fiancé.

Growling and snarling herself, Sarah was about to charge again when Johnny held her back.

"Brother, let. Me. Go!" she yelled, trying to wrench away from the others grasp.

Looking between the two, Oliver gasped at the resemblance and wondered why he hadn't seen it before.

Mouthing apologies, Johnny led his sister, who was kicking and screaming out the door before shutting and locking it behind him.

"Okay, that problems fixed, now what?"

The entire crowd turned to the young couple, who looked each other in the eyes and smiled.

"I don't know about you guys, but we've got a wedding to plan"


Yoko: awwww~

Kira: jeez, Yoko, cliche much?

Yoko: I'm still mad at you.

Kira: -.- *gives Yoko a lollipop*

Yoko: Love ya! *grabs lollipop and runs*

Kira: *sweat drop* anyway, there's only one more chapter, the epilogue, and then this story is done.

Yoko: bot unwil thin, pwes reviw! (But until then, please review)

Kira: *angry mark* Yoko... *growls and pulls lollipop out of Yoko's mouth*

Yoko: *ears droop and she gives Kira puppy dog eyes*

Kira: Fine. *sighs but gives it back*

Yoko: *smiles happily*