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Shizuo

Kadota scrunched up the piece of paper in his hand and grabbed a glass, panicked. Shinra came over with a calm smile and filled it with alcohol to the brim. Kadota didn't even spare him a glance as he chugged it down, staring at the wall as if it had all the answers in the world.

'I can't do it' Kadota whispered.

'If I can do it, you can do it' Shizuo said. He fought the urge to laugh and instead sent Kadota an amused smile through the mirror as he fastened his tie properly. He wore a black tux that Celty had picked out and he looked 'incredibly handsome – in a rugged kind of way' as Erika had said ten minutes before when she popped around to see what the guys were doing.

'I can't do it, Shizuo, I'm sorry. I've got stage fright'

'Then you shouldn't have volunteered' Tom grumbled, picking the empty glass from his hand and going to pour himself a drink.

'Shut up!' Kadota yelled defensively. 'I was just so happy when Shizuo said he was getting married that I was okay with doing the speech…but…I can't do it' he turned his eyes to Shizuo in a puppy-like manner. 'Please don't make meeee!'

Shizuo sighed, stuffing his tie in his pocket because he couldn't get it right. He gave Walker a pleading look.

'I don't really mind the wedding being speech-less but Erika said there had to be a speech so…take over?'

Walker saluted. 'Roger that!' he grabbed a piece of paper and started writing furiously.

'Nothing weird' Shizuo snapped his fingers at him while walking past to the doors of the bathroom of the hotel behind the chapel where the party would be. He knocked on the doors. 'Yo, Saburo, you done?'

Saburo came – sorry, waddled – out of the bathroom in his new evening attire, looking miserably uncomfortable.

'Is the shirt too small?' Kadota mused. Saburo made an impatient noise. Shinra came over, checked the collar and pushed Saburo back into the bathroom.

'Wrong way, idiot' he said with a happy smile, slamming the doors shut. 'Now, Shizuo, you remember what you have to say during the ceremony?'

'Yes'

'And what is that?'

'Yes'

'It's I do'

'Ah, sorry. I do' Shizuo smiled sheepishly. Shinra rubbed his head.

'Don't screw it up'

Shizuo swallowed. He wasn't showing it but he was nervous, like any guy on his wedding day. But he had no doubts.

He definitely wanted to get married.

Izaya

'I definitely do not want to get married' Izaya was pacing around the room. 'Call the wedding off – this can't happen! Shizuo deserves someone better, someone who can give him kids…'

'You know, you won't change which way he swings, so might as well go with it' Erika said casually, slurping a milkshake, watching so that the drops didn't dribble down her dress.

Izaya clutched his head. 'What was I thinking!? I'll ruin his life. People will look weirdly at him. He won't be happy'

'I'm pretty sure he already is' Namie said from her seat, although she said it matter of factly, not in form of reassurance.

'The wedding has to stop' Izaya said firmly, his hands shaking.

Celty stopped sewing a tear in his jacket for a second to tap something out on her pad.

Stop stressing. Shizuo loves you. You make him happy. Get your butt in gear and stop complaining.

Izaya took a deep breath and nodded, as Celty put the blazer on him. Erika tilted her head.

'I still think a cute wedding dress would have been better'

'Yeah, with lots of frills. He would have looked angelic' Namie said sarcastically and Erika tossed a pin cushion at her.

'Girl, bye.' Erika looked at Izaya pleadingly. 'At least a veil!'

'Never ever!' Izaya danced away from her. 'Why don't I get men helping me dress, by the way?'

'Because you're the 'bride' in this situation' Erika giggled.

Izaya sighed. 'I think I need a walk.'

'Well if you're going on a walk, I'll check up on the cakes and see if the twins haven't eaten them' she walked out of the room.

'I'll see how the guys are doing with the speech' Erika gave Izaya a quick kiss on the cheek. 'I'll see you during the ceremony'

Celty got up to go with her and hugged Izaya tightly on the way out.

'Thanks' he mumbled into her shoulder. After they were gone he left the room and walked out of the hotel into the small forest behind it. He desperately wanted to climb a tree and stay there but he was afraid of messing up his outfit. He put his arms out wide and took a deep breath. This was it. He was getting married. And then someone's warm fingers laced with his and pulled his hands around him. Izaya imiediatly knew who it was.

'You know, apparently its bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding…or something' Izaya turned to see Shizuo who was smiling slightly. 'Well, don't you look handsome.' He laced his fingers behind his neck and kissed him gently.

'Shush, you' Shizuo said, kissing him harder. Izaya felt all his fears about marrying the man in front of him evaporate. 'Nervous?'

'Not anymore' Izaya assured. 'Where's your tie?'

Shizuo pulled out the piece of silk from his pocket. 'I was trying to tie it but it just wouldn't…' he shrugged apologetically. Izaya rolled his eyes fondly and pulled the tie around Shizuo's neck, tying it expertly, while Shizuo leaned forward, his lips ghosting Izaya's cheek and neck, his finger tips light on his waist. After finishing Izaya leaned his forehead on Shizuo's briefly, and they closed their eyes.

'You remember how the vows go?' Izaya asked, slightly shakily. 'I think I forgot.'

Shizuo smiled, 'I, Shizuo Heiwajima, take you, Izaya Orihara to be my lawfully wedded husband.'

'Erika said I was a bride' Izaya murmured.

Shizuo snorted. 'To be my lawfully wedded bride then. From this day forward, for better…'

'For worse' Izaya said softly.

'For richer'

'For poorer, in sickness…'

'And in health, to love…'

'And to cherish' Izaya opened his eyes to look at Shizuo.

'Till death do us part'

*shoes them away for their honey moon* I hope you enjoyed that! Please Review!