Author's Note: Awwweee; the wedding.33 I lovee this chapterr. :D Reviewww please.


Chapter 9: I Hear The Music

KRISTINA'S POV.

"Deep breaths; deep breaths. I know this is a really REALLY important day, but you have to be calm." My best friend spoke, rubbing my bare shoulders; trying to make me keep my cool.

Oh right! I should mention; it's been two years since that big incident. The whole, me 'dying' thing. Yeah; that's way behind Bill and I now. Of course we'll never forget that day, it's kind of hard to. But, Bill also told me he'd never forget the ending of that day, when I reappeared. 'His angel' he told me, coming to save him once again. The worst day of our lives, but the best at the same time. It really made us both realize that we cannot live without each other. And that is what led to this day.

"Danielle! My hair is messing up, and the green on the dress doesn't look right!" I complained to her. Schiesse, I should've also told you about my new best friend, Danielle. She kind of appeared one day at a Tokio Hotel fan signing. When Bill and the guys were signing posters and cds, Tom just started talking up a storm with her. I could tell instantly that he had found love. He hasn't messed around for 1 1/2 year now. No one night stands, nothing like that. Just Danielle.

After her and Tom started dating, getting more and more inseparable each day, we became really close friends. Soon, she was with me through everything. She was there for me when Bill and I had fights; when I had my woman problems; she was there.

"Kristina, you look perfect. Your hair isn't messing up, your just freaking out. The green looks fine; it looks beautiful. Everything is just the way you wanted it to be, right? The dress, the venue, the man, and the bridesmaid." She smiled. "Oh, and the bridesmaid's man." She added, giggling her face off.

I rolled my eyes. She was completely obsessed with Tom. Or as I call him now; my brother. Actually, I shouldn't even be saying this. I'm obsessed with Bill as well. Scratch that; not obsessed, madly in love. I try to spend every waking moment with him. At least as much time as possible. We're both busy alot now. Fuck; there's another thing I forgot to mention. Bill got me a record deal. Maybe, if you can recall that song I wrote called 'I'm Reaching'? Well, Gustav showed it to Bill. Bill nearly passed out, asking me before he fell over 'Can you get anymore amazing?' And after that, he got me signed with Cherrytree Records. He made so many dreams of mine come true. I couldn't ask for anything more; but he always seems to make dream after dream come true. The most important one was happening today.

The dream that would change everything.

BILL'S POV.

"Are you kidding me?! Tom! Come here!" I yelled; this wasn't good. Not at all.

Tom rushed over, confusion spread across his face.

"What is it, man?" He questioned. Really, could he not see it? It was smack dab, right infront of his face! Damn, he could be so unobservant.

"Look." I said, pointing to the red stain on my tuxe. It was so bright, it's not even funny. Clashing with the white and black cloth, it could turn heads; and not in a good way. This was our big day, not my stains big day. Everything seemed like it was going perfect, then this little beast appeared.

"Bill, are you kidding me? It's just a stupid little stain. Try washing it off with some water." Tom emphasized the 'stupid' which kind of pissed me off. This was not just a little stupid stain. He knows how I get; I'm a perfectionist, I like things to be perfect. This day had to be perfect. Completely perfect. Just how Kristina wants it. She may have a bunch of other bright stuff out there, including her dress; but my tuxedo is supposed to be black and white. Not black, white and red.

"Tom! Get mom, she'll know what to do." I ordered him, realizing that I was being really pissy. I couldn't help it. I was stressing out, way to much. Kristina was probably completely fine right now.

KRISTINA'S POV.

"I am not fine!" I yelled at Danielle, "Look at me! My make-up is already fucked up."

"Well, what's the reason for that? Oh yeah; your already crying and you haven't even walked down the aisle yet!" She exclaimed, wiping her fingers under my eyes to show the moisture.

"Ohhh. . ." I mumbled. I honestly didn't know there was tears falling all over my face. Now my makeup would have to be redone. Again; I already had to once because Danielle 'accidentally' sprayed perfume in my eyes. This day isn't going the way I wanted it to, but I can't quite confirm that. I'm not married yet.

BILL'S POV.

"Bill, honey, what is it? Why did you want me to come?" My mother asked from behind me, making me jump about 2 feet into the air. I spun around swiftly, showing her the tomato red stain on the sleeve of my white dress shirt.

"Oh! That looks like a complicated little bugger. Hm, but I think I have just the thing." She grinned, reaching into her purse, delving for something.

A couple seconds later, she pulled out Tide-To-Go. I laughed, I knew my mom would carry that around with her. She looked up at me, smiling as she put the liquid over the blotchy red stain. I could see it slowly disappearing, erasing itself from my shirt. I sighed as there was no trace of red anywhere on my clothing, this day was finally getting back on track.

"Okay, there 'ya go. All gone." My mom said, snapping the cap back on the miracle working pen. "Now your all set for your big day." She smiled, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked her, concern filling my makeup covered eyes.

"My baby boy is growing up," She sobbed. "Your getting married, to the perfect girl. I'm really happy for you, Bill. I'm happy for both of you. I hope you spend the rest of your lifes together. You seem like your a match made in heaven. Actually, you ARE a match made in heaven." She sniffled, wiping her nose on a tissue from her pocket. I smiled a little bit, feeling some tears ready to come from my eyes. I tried to hold them back, not wanting to ruin my makeup. One tear slid down my cheek; I had failed.

"Bill, the way you look at eachother; it's so beautiful. There's so much love in both of your eyes, a deep passion for eachother. Not many people find that in their lifes, be very lucky you did, son. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity to find a girl like her. I'm really glad you got reunited with her." My mom continued to weep.

When she started crying, it took her a while to stop. And I wasn't even married yet! She'll really start crying once me and Kristina are 'man & wife'.

"Mom, calm down." I chuckled, a few tears escaping my eyes. "Save your tears for later. You don't want all of them out of your system." My arms were wrapped around her shaking body, trying to hold her in one piece. She's 'fallen apart' before, and it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, Bill. This is just a really big day for me; and for you to! I'm surprised your not freaking out as much as I am. You usually do." She announced; and she was right. I normally did freak out before big events, then something would go wrong and it would fuck up. I rarely got nervous at concerts anymore; and they never messed up. Which was a good thing. Maybe I wasn't freaking out 'cause I didn't want to ruin this day. I wanted it to be completely perfect. Well, what was perfect to me and Kristina. Which in other peoples eyes; would not be perfect. We're kind of out there, we liked to have things different. It's just who we are.

"I don't know, mom. I'm just not freaking out, that's a good thing." I explained, smiling. "Now, are you all better? No more tears, right?" I held out the 'right'. Reasons are what you want? Oh, then here they are, ONE: 'cause she wasn't really paying attention. TWO: it was really fun.

"Yeah, I'm all good. Now! Let's get you married!" She squealed, clapping her fragile hands together lightly. She turned away with a grin on her face; I was to late to return it, for she was already out the door, going to tell everyone I was ready. I didn't wait for her to come back and tell me to come out, I walked right out the door to the stage where everyone was seated below it.

It's like an actual concert, I thought to myself. Everyone watching and waiting for you to do something, waiting for you to make your move. Kind of nerve-wracking. I felt like I should start singing and busting out some of my crazy dance moves. No, this was really much different then a concert. I mean, concerts are important and all; but they don't change my life like this will. I'm getting married in one of my favorite venues in Germany, with all my friends and family. Kristina's too.

One of the most memorable days of my life; yeah, that's what this day is going to be.

KRISTINA'S POV.

Okay, everything was great now. My dress looked perfect; it's rainbow colors blinding, just like I wanted them to be. My make-up finally cooperated, no sprays entering my eyeballs or anywhere near them. The lime green eyeshadow meshed perfectly with the blue and black eyeliner. Fake eyelashes with green tips sparkled in the light. Baby blue jewels sat elegantly at each corner of my eyes, making them pop even more. My hair was still like it's short old self that I've had for the past 2 years, except now I had blue in the bangs and some extensions, with a green headband topping it all off.

The jewelry was amazing; a big diamond heart necklace Bill had gotten for me 4 months ago. Two diamond bracelets, and chandelier earrings. I looked completely perfect, just how I wanted to look on this day. I always wanted to have a rainbow wedding dress, ever since I was in 7th grade. Now I had it, and that made me completely happy. Also the fact that my future husband was the most extraordinary man alive; sweet, romantic, funny, sensitive. He has it all. Everything I've ever wanted in a guy, he's got it fully covered. I couldn't ask for anyone else, couldn't even dream of someone else.

"Kristina! It's almost time, Bill's waiting; so is everybody else." My mother yelled through the door; that's when my heart flew out of control.

He's waiting, Kristina, I thought. He's out there right now, waiting to marry me. Waiting for me to walk down the aisle; the flower filled aisle. I was going insane, thinking what would happen if I tripped and fell flat on my face. This always happened to me. When a big event was going to happen, I'd freak out. Every single time; well, except for concerts. Those were always perfect, but this was a different story and my heart couldn't stop pounding against my chest like a hammer.

I know! I screamed in my head. I'll do that one thingie Bill taught me. Hold a note out making it wiggle as long as I can. It really relieves my stress; completely. It all goes away after I do that. Kind of weird, I know. But, I myself, am a strange person.

I took a deep calming breath, and held out a high note; wiggling my way along for about 30 seconds.

"Ah, all better." I whispered to myself, no longer nervous. Now, I really wanted to just burst through the door and run into Bill's arms. But I can't do that, everyone would be like, 'What the fuuuck?' and I don't want that.

"Mom! I'm ready!" I yelled through the door, taking one last glance at myself in the mirror before she entered the room; seeing me for the first time since this morning. Her eyes widened, her lips curving into a smile, tears pouring out of her brown eyes. She has just seen her daughter all prepared for her wedding day, this was going to get mushy and really gay.

"Ohh! Honey! You look so gorgeous!" She screeched, running to me. I prepared for a tight, suffocating hug. A little to late on preparation; she forced all the air out of my body, without harming my hair, make-up, or dress. My eyes felt as if they were going to pop out of their sockets. Getting hugged tighter and tighter just wasn't working for me, so I gently pulled away.

"Mom, you could've killed my dress with your tears. Look, there's a black stain on my shoulder from your mascara! Scheiße, Mutter. Ein kleines ist mehr vorsichtig, nicht wahr?" I spoke, she hated it when I talked in German. I had gotten quite fluent in the last 2 years. It was really fun to talk to people who didn't know it, they're all like, 'Huhh?' it's pretty funny.

"I'm sorry, Kristina. This is just really, really, really such an amazing dress. And your hair, it's wow; and your make-up. . .Damn, who did it?" She said, rushing through each word. Even though her words were hard to understand, I knew my mom well enough to know what she asked at the end. And the answer was already out of my mouth,

"I did it. I did my hair to; and I also designed the dress. You know me, I like having my own things; to be original." I said, nodding my head proudly. I always did my own make-up and hair, but designing was a new thing for me. It turned out exactly the way I pictured it to.

"Wow, hun. That's amazing. Now, enough about all that; are you ready? Or can I give you my gay, long, sweet speech?" She asked, already knowing my answer. Which was a no. I hated her speeches, she would always give them to me. Every single time I went to do something when I was young; it was speech time. 'Be careful. Be safe. Don't do anything stupid.' The same things over and over again. Even though this time it would be much different I still didn't want to hear it. They were really boring, I'd usually pass out in the middle of them. So I passed on it, and told her I was ready.

"Okay, I'll go tell them. Make any final adjustments to your dress and make-up and hair and things, I'll be back with your father." She smiled, hopping out the door in a flash. I turned to the mirror once again, examining myself to see if anything was out of place. Nope, everything was right where it should be. Perfect.

My mother returned with my dad a few minutes later, she walked out, me and my dad linked arms. The music started playing, and Danielle walked out, followed by all the other bridesmaids. Soon it would be me walking out.

BILL'S POV.

Everyone was in their place. Tom at my side as best man, Georg and Gustav next to eachother down at the end. All friends and family down in the 1,000 seats. We had tons of friends, so we filled the whole ground with chairs. The only people that weren't here was the paparazzi, thank god. If the paparazzi was here, this day would be completely ruined. Staring out at all the faces hurt my brain, trying to remember them all was torture. They were all waving and I'm just thinking, 'Who the fuck are you?' most of those people were probably Kristina's friends.

My thoughts were interrupted by music. THAT music; the music I've been waiting for my entire life. I snapped my head to the aisle, Danielle walked out in a flowing lime green dress. Her eyes sparkling as she smiled at Tom, who was now blank faced. Full of love, his eyes blinked rapidly, coming back from his fantasy land. He smiled brightly back at Danielle and blushed. She giggled at him as she made her way up the aisle, followed by the other girls. Jessica in baby blue, Maddi is midnight purple, and Sage in rose red. Then the most gorgeous of them all. That beautiful creation of all the colors combined.

My heart lept all the way from Germany to Washington and back. Once it returned, it stopped for 5 to 6 beats, literally. I couldn't breath. I couldn't utter a sound, not a peep. My lips trembled as her face looked up at me through the green veil. Her face was innocent, so precious. I knew she was not innocent on the inside, that's one of the things I loved about her; she was hard to understand and I love a good challenge. Even after 2 years, I couldn't fully understand her. That's the way it would stay.

Her eyes shimmered from the light pouring through the transparent veil. Her lips sparkling brilliantly. Her step made no sound, she was floating like an angel. Arm in arm with her father, she walked slowly; elegantly towards me. My heart sped up with her every single step. This moment seemed to last forever, but I was totally fine with that. Looking over everything; her dress, which was just like she told me. Rainbow, poofy, and sparkly. She was such a 5 year old at heart, as was I. Her shoes completed the dress. A leather-like material heel; which of course, was rainbow.

I smiled at all the rainbow on her. I couldn't wait until she got up here, right infront of me so I could see her creation of make-up this time. But for now, I'll continue to list her obvious beauty.

Her hair, still the short blonde hair I've lived with for the past 2 years but with a bright blue in the bang area. Blue always made her eyes pop, and now they'd really stand out. She had some long blue extensions in as well, they accented her facical structure; made it more round and cute. I loved her face shape, it was adorable. I noticed a glimmer by her ears; must be her earrings. From what I could see they were a chandelier style with diamonds. Bracelets; diamonds. Necklace; diamonds. . .

Oh my god! I thought. That's the heart necklace I bought her about 4 months ago! She's wearing it at our wedding, that's perfect. Everything is perfect. Oh, and I spy that tattoo she got for me, the 'IchLiebeDichBill.3' one. I looks just like that, like she typed it on her neck. That added to everything else. I could go on and on about her beauty, but she's already made her way up to me.

I grinned, still breathing unevenly. We stared into each others brown eyes for what seemed like eternity when David's voice interrupted us.

"Ahem, shall we get this started? Bill you may say your vows first. Your 'unique' vows." He said, motioning to me. The reason he said unique vows was because my vows were in song form. As I said before, we didn't like things to be normal.

"Okay. I'll start." I spoke, getting the microphone from Tom. He smiled at me, and nodded. I returned it, and faced Kristina again. Her face was confused, most likely wondering what was with the microphone and the 'unique' vows.

"You'll understand." I whispered in her ear before I started singing my vows. Actually, they weren't really vows, just a song. It goes something like this:

Love may seem complicated and hard,

But with you my love, it's easy 'cause there's nothing to hate,

everything to love.

You heard my call when I sang 'rescue me'

bet you didn't know that was for you.

I was never a forgotten child when it came to you,

you always remembered.

I may have gotten close to the edge,

but you always pulled me back into your arms.

our love is not automatic, it's far from it.

I've seen the world behind my wall, because you took me there.

I may be a humanoid, but so are you.

I won't die on my own like a phantomrider, you will be here.

you've zoomed into me, and saw my soul.

this will always be the same, i will always love you.

on the darkest days and nights you will be mine,

and i will be yours.

this is my promise to you, to love you forever.

love and death will not break us up, we'll keep on going no matter what.

stay with me, through thick and thin, Kristina Nicole Lean,

for i love you, and that will never change.

I finished with tears in my eyes; good thing I wore waterproof eyeliner. Kristina just stood there, smiling; nearly crying. She leaned in to whisper in my ear,

"That was so beautiful. I really did have no idea you wrote Rescue Me, well; for me." She giggled. I giggled along with her, "Yes, I did. It was my s.o.s on the radio." I chuckled. We were staring into eachothers eyes, yet again when David interrupted us.

"Okay you guys. It's Kristina's turn to also do her 'unique' vows." He announced, handing her the microphone. I was shocked when she started singing; just as I did. I wasn't expecting that. But here's her 'vows':

Baby, I swear I was going insane being alone.

Without you there, I felt so un-alive and alone.

Dead they say, until you came that day,

and brought me back to life.

Your touch healed my always growing wounds,

your eyes stitched my fading soul,

your kiss saved me from going under.

I was completely; madly; deeply; in love throughout all the years,

now with you here, I can finally show it, so you can finally feel it.

My heart only beats now, because of you, my love.

My breath only comes out, because you saved me, oh.

I will always love you the way you are, for you are everything I want and need.

Everything I've ever dreamed of, and hoped for.

I will always love you, my humanoid, and I will never leave your side.

I will always be here, so you don't have to be a phantomrider, 'cause with me...

You will never die alone.

Okay, so hers were so much better then mine. Much more romantic, and sweet, and beautiful, and breath taking, and-- Oh, I'm making a list, that's bad. It could go on for ages, and you don't want that. She probably thought hers sucked and mine were amazing, it's always like that with us.

She handed the microphone back to David, never taking her gorgeous eyes off of mine.

"Okay, now; let's get this over with. You've done your vows. Let's finish." He mumbled, I don't think he was in a good mood today, but that didn't change anything. This day was still perfect.

"So, Kristina Nicole Lean, do you take Bill Kaulitz-Trumper to be your husband; through sickness, and anything else? Will you stand by his side through any obstacle he faces? Will you love him forever?" David groggily spoke, waiting for Kristina's answer.

"I do." She smiled, and David continued.

"And do you, Bill Kaulitz-Trumper take Kristina Nicole Lean as your wife; through sickness and everything else? Will you always be there for her? Will you stand be her side through everything she faces? Will you love her forever?" He finished, awaiting me answer.

"Yes, I do." I nodded, smiling as big as I could.

"Great. I now pronounce you man and wife; you may kiss the bride." David sighed, already leaving. But I didn't care, I grabbed Kristina by the waist, and pulled her to me; kissing her lips with as much passion as my body could possibly hold. Her sweet candy lips pressed against mine, moving across them like never before. I never wanted to let her go, never wanted this to end. But it had to, for she had pulled away, out of breath; just like me. We smiled, and I picked her up and ran down the aisle with her in my arms. My wife, Kristina Kaulitz, Mrs. Kaulitz. It was perfect; the word I've used many times today.

No one followed us, which I was thankful for. I was taking Kristina somewhere special, a place we'd always loved.

KRISTINA'S POV.

The wedding was over; and it was all I dreamed it would be. Bill's vows were incredible, much better then mine. And he looked so handsome in hix tux; I loved it. Now I was in his arms and he was running out of the venue in which we got married in, out to a limo that was awaiting us. No one had followed, which I'm surprised about. Maybe Bill told them not to? I don't know.

"So, Mrs. Kaulitz, I'd like to take you to a very special location. Is that okay with you?" Bill asked with a proper voice, trying his best at a British accent. It was hilarious to listen to a German man try and make a British accent. He failed; big time. I laughed so hard that Bill had to hold me for me to stop.

"Heh, so about that special location, Billy Boo. Where would it be?" I asked, sounding as cute as possible. I succeeded, I was a pro at sounding cute; and Bill loved it.

"Well, it's really romantic, and we've been there many times before. Remember that really special night, with the really fluffy, mushy bed?" He asked, I knew right away where he was talking about.

"Oh mein gott! The 'Tokio Inn'!? I adore that place, hah; you took my virginity there! You steal things from me, and it's not nice!" I pouted, crossing my arms across my poofy rainbow dress as he set me down in the limo. He gave me the puppy dog eyes,

"Hey, your the one who started it. I wasn't planning on it that night, you horn dog." He chuckled, teasing me. He loved teasing me; I swear it's one of his hobbies or something.

"Nooo, your the horny one! All I said was, 'Wanna do something fun?' and then you like tackled me on the bed; and the rest is history." I confirmed, pursing my lips forward, nodding my head slowly.

"Ohhh, so your saying you didn't want to have sex that night?" He questioned, staring deep into my eyes. Then it slipped,

"Well, I did, bu--" He interrupted me, "HA! I knew it! Buuurrrnnn, my love. You started it, don't deny that fact!" He yelled, his eyes triumphant. I gave in, I did start it, I knew that; I was just trying to deny it, like I always do.

"Okay, fine. I started it, happy?" I admitted. Bill calmed down, no longer freaking out, and said, "Yes, I'm very happy." He then smiled and leaned in to kiss me. A fast sweet kiss. When his face was away from mine he yelled at the limo driver to stop, "Hey! Stop, we're here!"

I looked out the window, and we were here. The Tokio Inn, one of my most favorite places in the whole wide world.

"Well, let's go, my dear." Bill said, taking my hand and leading me up the steps of the great hotel. We entered the doors and the receptionist greeted us.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Kaulitz, your room is all ready for you. Enjoy your stay." She smiled sweetly, handing us the room key. Bill smiled back and linked his arm with mine, skipping to elevator. He pressed the button that said 'Penthouse' and we entered the elevator. We stood in silence as the machine made it's way slowly up to the top floor.

*DING*

We stepped out and walked to the only door in sight. It read, 'Lover's Penthouse' I didn't even know they had this room in here. But before I could say anything, Bill put the key in the door and swiftly opened it, revealing a humongous room.

"Oh wow." I breathed, taking in the beauty. It was the biggest hotel room I had ever seen. Bigger then the hotel's lobby. I let go of Bill's arm and wandered off, something I did alot. I made my way through the living room area, sliding my hands across the sofas; feeling they're velvety surface. The kitchen was next; marble surfaces sparkled in the light of the chandelier, my heels clicked against the hardwood floor. After that was the bedroom; all my eyes were on was the king size bed right in the middle of the room, covered in rose petals, candles lit all around on the dressers. My breath was literally taken away.

"It's great, isn't it?" Bill's voice whispered into my ear. I jumped at the sudden warm breath that hit my ear, along with the words.

I turned to see Bill in only a pair of boxers. I smiled, observing the light from the candles flicker across his chest. I traced his the contours of his body with my finger, then whispered back to him, "Yes, it is. But there needs to be something else..." I said, biting my lip.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure what that might be, love." He smiled, leaning his lips down to my shoulders. His cold smooth lips gently pressed against my shoulder bone, trailing their way to my collarbone and up my neck. He pulled me closer, swiftly pulling the straps of my dress off, unzipping it's back. I helped him get the rest off my eager body. Now, he had picked me up, continuing to kiss all parts of my body. Lingerie was the only thing on now, and soon, that would be gone as well.