"The Unusual Fairytale" Chapter 14

Duo wanted to rush into the room but the large body between him and the door prevented that. He sighed heavily as his eyes watched the door intently.

"You're not allowed to see the 'bride' before the ceremony," Trowa's voice said behind him.

"I know," Duo replied turning around to face his best friend who wore flowing white robes. "I'm just worried."

"Quatre and Wufei are with him so don't. Now come on you need to finish getting ready."

Duo followed his friend after another quick glance back at the large wooden door. He could have easily gotten inside if he needed to but he didn't want to upset anyone.

Going to Trowa's room he pulled on the black robe tying it around his waist. Trowa brushed through the long brown hair before braiding it, keeping it under control.

"I can't believe it," Duo whispered his hand running along the hem of the robe.

"Yes, it is strange that you are finally getting married," Trowa said putting the brush on the table.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Duo asked whipping around to face the taller man.

Trowa smiled softly. "Not a thing."

"Oh shut up!" Duo scoffed standing up. "Let's go see the 'chapel'."

Trowa nodded following Duo out of the room toward the other end of the Tower where the ceremony was to be held a little later. Duo stepped into the large room which was now decorated with white lilies. Several chairs sat empty waiting for the bottoms that were going to be smashing into them.

A soft breath slipped through his lips when Trowa's hand settled on his shoulder. He turned to smile at him close friend who had been there for him, since he was so young.

"Time is slipping away, soon enough you will be married," the taller man said with a smile. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, this is the right thing. But don't you think you won't to be here someday yourself. Quatre's not letting you slip away so easily," Duo answered lightly punching Trowa's arm.

Trowa nodded with a smile. "I know."

"Oh geez!" Duo sighed. "Of course you did."

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"Heero you have to stop fidgeting or they won't stay in," Quatre's gentle voice reprimanded.

"Why do I have to wear this?" Heero asked his voice whining.

"Because you're his 'bride'," Wufei answered for the blonde.

"Stop saying that!"

Wufei snickered as he gently tapped Heero's nose. Quatre knelt behind the brunette on the bed a small flower in his hand. He gently tied it to the white ribbon that was already full of them. The ribbon settled into the wild brown hair as it tied at the back of his neck. A thin piece of silk had been sewn into the ribbon to fall over Heero's face.

His thin frame was covered in something that went beyond the white robes Quatre and Wufei wore. The white satin material stopped just below his shoulders, while completely covering his neck. It fit snuggly around his chest and midsection only to drift out in a wide flowing loose skirt, leaving his legs hidden and free to move. A pair of white slippers covered his delicate feet while thin silk gloves covered his hands to his wrists.

"You're getting a pleasure out this, aren't you?" Heero asked as the blonde climbed down from the bed.

"I think you look lovely, and Duo is going to lose all ability to speak when he sees you," Quatre replied warmly.

"You think so?" Heero asked just above a whisper.

"Yes I do, now stand up so we can straighten it all out and get a good look at you."

Heero stood up from the bed with the help of Wufei's hand. The long train settled around his feet, as the flowing skirt swept over the floor.

"Beautiful," Wufei whispered with a sigh. Heero blushed lightly at the compliment his sky blue eyes looking down toward his legs and feet. "Now remember to smile Heero, this is a once in a lifetime thing."

Heero looked up at him surprised. He had never had anything to really smile about. He never dreamed he wouldn't be sick or that he was going to marry anyone, let alone a kind, handsome man. He knew that Duo was older then him; after all, he was still a teenager while Duo was a man. That didn't matter though, he knew without a doubt Duo loved him. He still wanted to marry even after that incident last month.

As he stood in the room he had shared with Duo for the last two months, he felt the tears spring to his eyes. He was finally truly happy with himself and his life. He felt his lungs constrict but tried to push past the pressure. Only it made his chest feel heavy, his breathing becoming harder.

Heero looked toward Wufei, his eyes must have looked so helpless as the older man rushed to his side. He was lifted from his feet and set down on the soft bed behind him. "Heero what's wrong?" Wufei asked concerned but his voice was sounded a hundred miles away.

What's happening to me, he thought desperately trying to clear his suddenly muddled brain. I don't want to be sick anymore! I just want to marry Duo and be happy like everyone else! Why can't I be happy and normal? He wanted to cry, to scream but his voice felt trapped.

The voices around him began to grow louder and closer to him. His brain seemed to clear of the fog that had befallen it. His breathing became much easier also the pain and heaviness gone from his chest. As fast as it had come, it was gone.

"Heero?" Quatre's worried voice asked clearly. "Should I go get Duo?"

"No," Heero managed his saliva working to wet his dry throat. "I'm okay, I just panicked a moment."

"Are you sure?" Wufei asked his face coming into Heero's line of sight.

"Yes I'm sure, I feel fine now it passed."

Wufei eyed him a moment before finally nodding, "Okay then, let's clean up your face then head over. It should be starting very soon."

Quatre watched as Heero stood again. He seemed to be steady on his feet. Quatre thought. Something felt different about his aura though. Like he was being shielded in some way. He wasn't sure whether to say anything or not. Reaching for a wet cloth to wipe the trail of tears away he decided it wasn't important. Whatever that was protecting him was beautiful.

"We better go now," the blonde suggested pulling the chamber door open. Heero walked out into the hall as Quatre collected the train of silk following the young man. Wufei walked beside the brunette as they made their way down the hall toward the 'chapel'.

Stopping at the closed door Quatre slipped inside to tell them they were ready. Wufei offered Heero a bundle of flowers, most of them white like his dress. Heero smiled softly taking the flowers from the older man and holding them over his heart. Quatre reappeared a moment later a large grin on his face.

"It is time," the blonde said collecting Heero's train again while Wufei folded Heero's arm around his own.

Gentle music wafted through the air as the large door was opened for them. The voices inside died instantly as Heero stepped inside the room with Wufei beside him. Heero watched as Duo's mouth fell open in shock. He only hoped Quatre had been right.

Finally the isle of chairs ended and he slowed to a stop at the alter. Wufei unfolded their arms as Quatre took the flowers. The older man settled Heero's hand in Duo's offered one.

No sounds were heard as Elder Valen stepped forward to begin the ceremony. Duo had finally found his voice when it was his turn to speak. Heero was a vision right before his eyes, more then beautiful. Trowa had been right it was well worth the wait.

The ceremony came to a close at the Elder's final words. "You may kiss your bride."

Heero blushed at the title as Duo's hands came up to lift the thin silk away. Leaning closely his lips gently ghosted over Heero's as his hand cupped the smooth beautiful face.

TBC...