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Soul: What's up with the words here? Do you speak French?
Me: NO! I can't speak French! I only asked my friend to help me with some French words…
Soul: Can he or she speak French?
Me: I don't know. He probably used Google Translate.
Soul: You suck.
Me: I know. And, I don't own Soul Eater. Sorry for the grammar and spelling errors. Also, if I misused the French words. Really sorry about that!
When Wrong Things Turn Right
Summary: We don't like each other, true; but, we don't hate each other as well. This is a story about how we're suddenly tied to each other. Our crazy marriage. Sweet baby shinigami...
~*~*~*~*~Chapter 25: Bonjour!~*~*~*~*~
"The children are happy." The ash-blonde woman said, sipping wine from her glass. "I don't think it's nice to break them up because of your greed.
White haired man looked at her in disbelief. He adjusted his tie, loosening it around his neck. "I-I don't think I know what you're talki-"
"You perfectly know what I'm talking about." Green eyes shot him a glare, making him gulp. "An agreement with your son's ex." She began to move the wine glass in her hands in a circular motion. "I'm quite disappointed. I never knew you could be this greedy." She let out a bitter smile, crossing her legs. "I heard your plans from someone. You've been a good friend to us for who knows how long and I really would like to help you out. I hope..." She set the glass on top of the table. "...you don't push your plans any further or else, I can easily withdraw the arrangement."
"D-Don't be foolish." He retorted, trying to smile at her. "You're going to break the kids apart if you withdraw the agreement! Your daughter will suffer!" He slammed his fist on the table as if he just played an ace card for his win. He smiled at her. "Aren't you selfish yourself? Remember, the agreement is that they be married." His smile grew wider. "If you cancel the agreement, I'm getting my son and he'll leave your precious little daughter. I can still get that partnership with Miss Blair."
"Oh really?" The woman only laughed, standing up, to his surprise and dismay. "That is, if he's still willing to be controlled by you. He fell in love. That's one big reason why you'll never win against them. Perhaps it's time you reconsider your moves. You might be the one surrendering yourself before I can even say checkmate." She smiled, turning around. "That concludes today's lunch. Thank you for accompanying me." She began to walk away.
He could do nothing but to shake his head. He wasn't really heartless. He wanted the children happy too. "I have to talk to Miss Blair and explain the situation." He whispered to no one in particular before fishing out his phone.
Will this call even change anything or make things worse?
He hoped for the best.
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SOUL'S P.O.V.
"Is it too tight, Mr. Evans?" The young lady wearing the green one piece dress asked as she looked at me. She was the one assisting me while I was trying on suits for the wedding.
Pfft... I just hate it when fitting clothes like this. This one fits me well. "I think this size is just right." I grumbled, taking it off already. "The pants is kinda loose though." I inserted my thumb by the waistband and stretched it to prove my point.
The young lady nodded at me before getting another pair of slacks on the rack. "This is the size before that, Mr. Evans. Try it on." She handed it to me. I closed the curtains as soon as I got it.
I heard a phone ringing. "Oh hello?" The voice seemed to go to somewhere far from where I'm changing. I started to unbuckle the button and pulled my pants down, halfway my legs already.
"Sooouuullll~" From the mirror, I saw that Maka suddenly popped her head in the changing room through the curtain. "Maka!" I quickly turned around to her. This is quite embarrassing. What the hell is she doing here? She blushed seeing how I'm dressed.
"Sorry... thought you were done." Maka said, looking away. As quick as I could, I took of the pants and wore the other one the woman assisting me gave. Hmm, this fits perfectly.
I turned to Maka whose head was in between the gap of the curtains. "You're done?" I asked her.
She looked at me, nodding her head and smiling at me. "The tailor just took my size and told me he'll design the prettiest wedding dress I'll ever see." Maka said, shrugging. "I'm not really interested with fancy stuff but he wouldn't let me talk."
I can't help but grin at Maka's expression. She looked so bored with all the fitting and stuff. Before she came here, she was complaining about the whole 'fitting' thing. I approached her, pulling her in and wrapping an arm around her waist. "You don't have to worry about that." He whispered in her ear. "I'll make sure to strip it off you as soon as we get to our honeymoon place." I kissed her by her neck. "If you hate the fancy idea very much, I might as well rip it off you."
"As much as I like the idea," She moaned quietly when I slightly bit her. "Our parents haven't agreed on a honeymoon, you know?" She reminded me, tilting her head so I can have better access on her neck.
I chuckled, running a hand on her back to her firm rear. "We can plan on our own." I whispered in a husky voice.
"Mr. Evans, are you done yet?" The girl outside asked. Letting out a sigh, I just gave Maka a quick peck to the cheek.
Letting go of Maka, she gave me a warm smile, poking my nose and giggling quietly. I smiled at her decided to reply to the girl assisting me. "Yeah, yeah." I said before opening the curtain. "This fits me better." I told her but she wasn't looking at me.
She looked curiously at Maka who just smiled shyly while swaying her hips. "H-Hi…" Maka mumbled, waving her hand slightly before jumping off the platform of the dressing room and running back to the next room.
I chuckled, shaking my head as the girl smiled. "Your fiancée seems to be such a jolly girl." She remarked.
"Very." I smirked as I looked at her through the mirror.
"You both look like such a happy couple." She approached me and checked the size and the fitting of the clothes to me. After nodding with approval, she smiled. "Well, that's it, Mr. Evans. You may change to your clothes now."
I nodded then realized, I haven't even thanked her for assisting me since earlier. And I was being uncooperative too. "Thank you, uh…" I stopped, trying to remember her name when she introduced herself to us earlier.
"It's Sammie, Mr. Evans." She smiled, before closing the curtains for me to change to my own clothes. "By the way, Mr. Evans, Monsieur Emanuèle would like to talk to you and Ms. Albarn about the wedding theme." Sammie informed.
And I was thinking we'd be home early today…
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I heard Maka mumbling something as I proceeded to the next room.
"Well, I was wondering if…"
"Ah, mon petit, I will make sure you will look extravagant on your wedding day!" A voice said in a strong French accent. I saw Maka sitting on a couch while the man in orange and brown striped long sleeves and white pants. "Ah, there you are, mon cher! Come now, sit, sit!" He said as he ushered me to the space beside Maka. "Such a lovely pair! Now, let us talk about your wedding. What is your color for the wedding?" He asked.
Maka and I just looked blankly at each other.
He must've noticed it. "Tut, tut, tut! Aucun? Oh mon, this two!" I seriously didn't get what he was saying. "Mon petit! Surely, you have an idea to what color you'd like to use as your wedding theme, n'est-ce pas?
"I'm sorry." Maka apologized. "I haven't been thinking about it since we were very busy with our studies."
Emanuèle nodded before looking at me. "What about you, mon cher?"
"No idea." Was my only reply.
Why on Earth did my mother even decide on making the wedding so extravagant? I guess that means she approves of Maka and I… and, she doesn't know what Dad had been doing. Aunt Kami had no objections on holding a grand wedding as well. There aren't even a lot of guests to begin with.
"Tres bien." He crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Sammie~" He cooed.
"Yes?" Sammie replied, only to receive a pout from the man who called her. She sighed. Amazing this girl is, putting up with someone as lively as Emanuèle. "Oui, Monsieur Emanuèle?"
"Tres bon, mon cheri~" He clapped his hands trice. "Show this two our catalogues for wedding themes! They need major help! Vite!"
This is going to be a long day…
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MAKA'S P.O.V.
"Thank you for coming." The girl, Sammie, said as she smiled at us as we exit the office of their wedding services. I smiled back, bowing my head to her. She seemed like a very nice person.
"Au revoir, mon petit, mon cher!" Monsieur Emanuèle waved as we began to go down the steps.
In the end, we settled for mint green and gold as the color motif. They suggested an outdoor wedding. White wedding carpet where my father and I will walk on, the seats arranged like a church wedding, white pillars designed with mint green and gold threads on a grassy plain, where we will enjoy the setting of the sun as the background… or something like that. At least, that's what I understood behind all the French words that Monsieur Emanuèle used.
"I think their idea was nice." I told Soul.
He nodded. "As long as you like it." He said, holding my hand as we walked out the building. "Wanna go grab something to eat first?" Soul asked.
I shook my head. "You know, I think I just want to rest at home." I smiled at him. "We can just order pizza or something." I mumbled.
"If you say so." Soul returned my smile and we called a cab.
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When we got off the cab about twenty minutes later, there was something odd that we noticed. From the gate, we could see that the door was opened slightly. "Maka," Soul held my hand tighter as we approached the house. "get behind me." He whispered. We saw that the doorknob was broken. It seems like someone broke in the house.
He pulled me behind him, carefully pushing the door open.
"…" He was silent. I couldn't actually see what's inside since he's blocking me from entering. "What… W-What the fuck?!" Soul muttered under his breath.
~*~*~*~*~To be continued…~*~*~*~*~
(A/N: CHAPPY DEDICATED TO SAMMIE. YES, THE SAMMIE N THE FIC. LOL. HI SAMMIE-RANDOM! THANK YOU FOR MAILING ME. I'M VERY HAPPY ^^ Anyway, sorry if it's short and crappy guys. Don't forget to vote in the poll on my profile page, okay? Sorry again about the French words. I dunno if I used them right.)
Soul: Mon cher?
Maka: Mon petit?
Soul: Anyway, next chapter! Next on When Wrong Things Turn Right: The Wedding Preparations
Maka: Not yet done?
Soul: Apparently not yet.
Maka: Oh well, vote on the poll, okay? AND LEAVE A REVIEW! YOU'LL BE BLESSED! ^^