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Moments #10: Wedding greeting

Song: "Wedding Dress" by Taeyang

The room was dimly lit, encased by the glow of small candles. The curtains were draped in white and tied with a golden, laced bow. The tables were covered with white fabric, over it was a glass top. The middle décor on each table a flower of pink and white, greens and vines complimenting it. The tables were set with beautiful china, decorated by the edges. Silver knife, spoons and forks lined together with its corresponding plate, and the cups as well.

The pictures, vows of love, and cutting of the cake has already ended. So all that was left was dancing and eating. The bride and groom were dancing, the woman laid her head, at the crook of her just-wed husband. No, this wasn't Rima, and the groom wasn't Ikuto; but they were related. Rima was in the back corner, seated at where her name tag put her. She cut a piece of cake, and took a bite out of the vanilla and coconut goodness. She wore a black, no strap dress. In clung to her body perfectly. Her hair seemed to have extra waves, like a full moon at sea. The special person was her aunt, who took care of her when she was young.

Rima groaned at her high heel shoes, it matched her dress; black. She wore a white rose in her hair, and she sat alone at her table. Many have left, because they were married and had kids. A lot had work the next day. She would have gone too, but her parents were late again to pick her up. So she probably had to wait till 12 in the morning. Rima starred at her aunt, noticing the radiance her Aunt gave off, being with her groom. Rima was happy, but she felt longing; the thought of being a bride soothed her. Being with her prefect someone. For now, the lonesome girl decided to just sit there, and enjoy the food. Little did she know, her night wasn't going to be a complete waste.

Foot-steps approaching near, but Rima took no mind; she kept digging into the cake. The footsteps stopped, and there was a long silence; even though music was playing in the background. Curiosity grew, and Rima to the stranger. When she turned, something stirred, and confusion washed over; she had a perfect view at who was in her sights. It wasn't a stranger. The man, or specifically teen was lean and tall, he wore a black suit, and his hair was arranged differently. Midnight blue hair and matching pair of eyes, his skin was nice.

Her caramel-yellow eyes widen in surprise, and she almost lost her breath for a split second. The two stared at each other, their eyes not given in. "Kitty man." Rima's voice was soft; as if she was happy to see him. He chuckled, noticing her tone of voice. "Glad to see me, Chibi?" She smiled back, her angelic smile. Happy to hear that name again. "Usually no. But in this case..." Her voice trailed. He felt his cheeks turn red, this never happened to him before.

"The same." Ikuto responded; Rima smiled. But then the two fell silent. Ikuto looked back at the groom and bride, and Rima followed his gaze. "They look nice together." Ikuto commented. Rima nodded in agreement. "She's my aunt, the bride." "He's my step-uncle; the groom." He mocked her words. Rima looked at him and her cheeks puffed. "Copy-Cat" She emphasize the, "Cat" of the sentence. Now it was his turn to frown and she smiled. Knowing that she won this round. "Do you dance?" Ikuto asked, this wiping the smirk off Rima's face. She looked at the couple. "Why? Do you?" Rima asked back. "...a little." He answered softly. "Let's dance." Ikuto explained. He grabbed a hold of Rima's delicate hand, and he was ready to drag her to dance. Rima winced in pain, the shoes giving her a blister. He stopped, and he examined her feet. They were some-what red, and even though the shoes matched nicely with her dress, it didn't match for Rima.

"Take them off." Ikuto ordered her. He started to move toward her. Rima watched him. He bended on his knee, and reached for Rima's feet. He slid the black shoes off, freeing her feet from pain, letting them breath. The scene screamed, Cinderella, with a little tinkering. The 'Prince' put the shoes to the side, leaving it next to Rima's chair. "Ready to dance my Queen?" And Rima smiled. "Ready as I can ever be, Pet." (So much for Prince)

The two walked to the dance floor. Ikuto loosened up, freeing his neck from the tie, and fixing his hair to its usual style. Since the difference in their height was quite peculiar, Rima thought of a solution. "Let me stand on your feet." She commanded. Rima stepped her bare feet on his shiny black shoes. It looked silly, as if a father or older brother, was carrying their younger on their feet. Ikuto held her up with his hands, as if he leaded, and Rima HAD to follow. It was amusing to watch, the groom and bride laughed at their two family. Everyone also found it amusing, the photographer taking picture. The two looked at each other. "This is quite silly isn't it?" Ikuto explained, as he got Rima off his feet and twirled her. "Really? I don't find anything strange at all." Rima said, changing her position to take the floor; standing on her tippy toes. Ikuto smiled at her. "Your very pretty chibi." He complimented. "Your very handsome Kitty man." She complimented back. When the song was almost over, he twirled and dipped Rima; ending the dance. Everyone clapped, and whistled.

Rima and Ikuto returned to Rima's table, and Ikuto took an empty seat next to Rima. "So, what did you think of the wedding?" Ikuto asked. Rima looked at him. "It was interesting."

A/N: READ THIS WHILE LISTENING TO SONG GIVEN! Don't hate the pairing, hate the writing. Also, this fic. Is actually the rewrite to the original, there have been some changes, including songs. The original version is on my Wattpad account, which you would just need to look up my user name.