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Chapter 14: The Past is the Present's Warning

Flashback

"Eijun-kun, it's gonna be alright," Kominato Haruichi reassured, placing the white veil on the brunette's head.

Eijun looked in the mirror, his tanned skin glowing in his beautiful white bride's dress and hints of glitter around his collarbone. "B-But I'm scared, Harucchi! What if I fall? What if I mess up my lines? What if I accidentally say no to Kazuya?"

Mei rolled his eyes. "Sawamura, you need to calm down! Chillax! Trust us; we have your back!"

"Are you s-sure?"

"Count on us."

"Time to go," Chris said, peeping his head into the preparation room. "Sawamura, are you ready?"

Eijun tightly grasped the bouquet of roses in his hands, panting heavily. "Y-YES!"

Hearing the organs begin to play from the other side, Haruichi and Mei stood by Eijun's side and Chris held the end of his dress as they walked through the grand doors.

Eijun drew in a deep breath as he balanced his weight on his two inch heels, careful not to trip.

In the front of the wedding hall, Miyuki's face turned bright red, his mouth agape. "He's so … gorgeous …"

Kuramochi cackled, lightly kicking the latter in his calf. "Hyaha! You are red as hell!"

"O-Oi! Don't make fun of me! I'm dead ass nervous!"

"As long as you love Sawamura, there's nothing to worry about."

A few minutes later, Eijun stood in front of Miyuki, hand in hand. "I'm about to pass out," he whispered.

The hazel eyed man stared at him directly, smiling. "Everything is going to be fine. You look dazzling."

"Sh-Shut up, Mr. Handsome."

The officiant, Takashi Kazuo, opened his book of vows. "Miyuki Kazuya and Sawamura Eijun, as you stand here today, I remind you of the serious nature of the relationship you are about to enter. Marriage is the voluntary and full commitment of two consenting adults to love each other for a lifetime. For a marriage to be successful, you must each be loyal to the other, stand firm in your defense of each other and be supportive of one another's life goals and dreams.

It is a solemn, binding, yet challenging relationship."

Miyuki deeply looked into Eijun's sparkling eyes. "I, Miyuki Kazuya, take you, Sawamura Eijun, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part."

The brunette fumbled with his words, his body trembling uncontrollably. "I-I, Sawamura Eijun, t-take you, M-Miyuki Kazuya, for my lawful husband, to have and to h-hold from this day forward, for b-better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until d-death do us part."

Kuramochi held in his laugher, covering his mouth. 'He fucked up! Hyahaha!'

Takashi closed his book. "I wouldn't normally do this, but since you two are a young couple, I might as well. Once again, Miyuki Kazuya, do you take Sawamura Eijun to be your lawfully wedded … wife?"

"I do."

"Sawamura Eijun, do you take Miyuki Kazuya to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Now, you may kiss the … bride."

The bespectacled man removed the brunette's veil and leaned closer. "I can't comprehend how you're still not tall enough, even with heels."

"Be quiet," the latter mumbled, tiptoeing.

The bells above them and the cheers of their friends and family rang throughout the marvelous hall as they shared a sweet kiss, sealing the deal between their newly formed bond that would last for an eternity.

Though … that eternity never had a chance to exist.

Eijun snapped back to reality, realizing that was at his family's home in Nagano, sitting in the seiza position in the living room.

He remembered that he was crying, tears and snot falling onto his pale knuckles.

Sawamura Eitoku, his grandfather, banged his fist on the table. "See?! I told you not to marry that good-for-nothing Miyuki! I knew something was fishy about him from the start! Now you see what happened?! He divorced you and left the baby! You should be ashamed of yourself and your foolish decisions!"

Eijun's mom glared at him, instantly shutting off his rant. "Hey, don't yell at my baby like that! Shouldn't you be happy? Sure, Miyuki-kun left him, but at least he gave birth to a healthy child; we're grandparents now! I've always wanted a grandchild!"

The younger Sawamura cleared his throat, sniffling. "I'd like to have a say in this, grandpa. No matter how bad Kazuya hurt me, emotionally and physically, I will never give up on Kazujun. He needs me to survive and I'll do anything to make sure he grows up with the help of a broken but proud mother."

Eitoku frowned, sitting back down. "I ought to teach that bastard a lesson. Where is he, right now?"

"I kicked him out for good; I don't know. If I see him, I'll tell you as soon as I can. I have to go pick up Kazujun from Wakana's now, so I'll see you guys later." Standing, he embraced his mom and dad, waving goodbye to the old man.

"Your room is on the third floor and here are your hotel keys, sir."

Miyuki bowed, jamming the keys into his coat pocket. "Thanks."

Arriving at his suite a moment later, he unlocked the door and immediately explored its interior. "Fancy," he remarked. "I'm loving it already."

Throwing his suitcases aside, he walked into the master bedroom and plopped onto the bed, sighing in exhaustion. Sucking his teeth, he took out his phone, then stopped from turning it on. 'Oh, yeah … Eijun doesn't text me anymore … he doesn't need to text me anymore … why am I missing his constant nagging? I should be relieved … but instead I feel like I'm in a world where Eijun doesn't even exist …'