Everyone waited outside the reception venue and all the women stood behind Sunako.
"Ready?" she asked
"Yes," a chorus of women, mainly Ouran academy students responded.
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Sunako threw the purple, red and black bouquet. The bouquet flew through the air and everyone watched as the flowers fell into a pair of hands. Tamaki Suoh stared down at the flowers. Everyone looked at him and he shrugged, a slight blush in his cheeks.
"Let's all go inside." Sunako said leading the way.
Sunako and Umihito Nekozawa sat at the top table with their closest family, Sunako next to Noi and Umihito next to Reiko. On each table there was a black and red table cloth and skull shaped vases full of red, purple and black roses. Each guest received a coffin box with their name on, full of little skull and bone chocolates.
They ate together with their guests. They had opted for European cuisine, beginning with an Italian pasta starter, a French Lobster dish for the main and a trio of deserts; cheesecake, red velvet cake and chocolate fudge cake, for pudding. They had only recently discovered red velvet cake and Umihito had fallen in love with it. Sunako also loved the cake, but nothing trumped her love of chocolate.
After eating Umihito's father had a surprise for the newlyweds. Kazimir Nekozawa handed Umihito and Sunako two shot glasses filled with vodka. Sunako looked confused.
"It's a Russian wedding tradition, it's called gorko." Umihito said
"What does gorko mean?" Sunako asked
"Bitter. We have to down the shot and kiss to take the taste away." Umihito explained
Sunako laughed and shrugged.
A yell from Umihito's family rose "Gorko", it was repeated over and over again, getting louder and louder, soon the whole room was joining in. Sunako and Umihito down the shot and kissed passionately till the taste of the bitter alcohol was gone. The Nekozawa family cheered and clapped, along with the rest of the slightly confused guests.
"That was fun." Sunako said
"I should have told you about it before, I wasn't sure if we were going to do it, given our age." Umihito said
"It's important to celebrate your traditions." Sunako said
Umihito nodded and kissed her again.
It was time for speeches. Umihito stood up and tapped his glass. The room fell quiet and turned to face him.
"I will keep my speech short. I would like to thank everyone for being here today to celebrate me and Sunako's wedding, it's truly and honour to see so many family members and friends supporting us. I hope you're all having a wonderful time." Umihito said. A happy murmur went through everyone. "I have known Sunako for only a short amount of time, but I soon knew that we were meant to be together. She brings me out of my shell, she makes me braver. I love this woman so much." he said. He took a minute to himself and pushed his tears back. He turned to Sunako "Sunako, I promise to honour you for all my days, and that I will never let you be lonely. This is a promise that I make today, in front of everyone. I love you and I always will." He said.
He sat down and Sunako hugged him. She then stood up. "Wow, yeah. How do I top that?" she asked. Laughter for the room. "Yeah, I feel so blessed to have someone like Nekozawa in my life, because he is not only my one true love, he is also my best friend. When we met, we just clicked and I know it is so cheesy, but I honestly believe that he is my soulmate. Umihito, you give my live with so much joy and hope and I can't wait to spend eternity with you. I have never met anyone who understood me, the way you do. I have never loved anyone more, not even Hiroshi Kun. I love you so much." she said before sitting down.
Umihito smiled at her and kissed her cheek. Kazimir then gave a speech followed by Sunako's father and aunt. Noi then gave her speech, which mainly talked about how amazing Sunako was. Reiko was the last to her speech as the best man, she talked of Umihito's bravery and Sunako's reliance.
After all the speeches Nekozawa and Sunako stood up together putting a bag on the space in front of them.
"We have a few presents for people." Sunako said
"Reiko, this is for you. You have been a huge helped to not only the black magic club, but also us personally. I am do glad of your friendship. Please enjoy this." Umihito said.
He handed her a wrapped present and she opened it up revealing an ancient book on curses. She smiled and put a hand to her moth in shock. She stood up and hugged Umihito and Sunako. "Thank you, this means a lot to me." She said
"The next one is for Noi, Tamao and Kirimi. You have been the best bridesmaids and thank you so much for all your help. I really couldn't have done it without you; you have made me into a lady. A very impressive achievement." Sunako said with a slight laugh. Umihito handed them their gifts while she talked.
They opened them up, Kirimi had been given an early twentieth century musical jewellery box with a dancing couple that turned and played a Russian lullaby. She beamed at them "Thank you." She said.
Noi and Tamao had both received shopping vouchers for a posh fashion label. Noi hugged Sunako. "Thank you!" she said. Tamao smiled and nodded, she would thank them later on.
They gave a gift to Sunako's parents, Mine and Kazimir and thanked them.
They then went outside, while the hotel staff re-arranged the rooms. Sunako and Umihito went to change; they emerged into the garden in their wedding kimonos'. Sunako's was red and black and she carried a red parasol and black fan. Umihito wore a traditional black kimono. They took more pictures outside with their guests.
A while later Sunako and Umihito stood before the cake. The cake was in the design of a top hat with skulls and roses decorating the brim of the hat. Sunako picked up and knife and looked dangerously at Koyhei. He was reminded of when she taught him how to cook, for his mum.
She laughed and she and Nekozawa cut the cake together. Inside it was a Victoria sponge. Umihito grabbed a tiny slice and put some in Sunako's mouth; she laughed and did the same. They forgot that there were at least thirty people taking pictures of them and enjoyed the ridiculous moment together.
A member of the catering staff cut the cake and everyone had a slice, Kirimi leaving the cake and eating only the icing.
It was evening now and time for the first dance. Sunako led Umihito on to the dance floor and stood in waltz position while they waited for the music to begin to play.
"Love of mine, some day you will die, but I'll be close behind, I'll follow you into the dark . . ."
They danced and held each and they forgot that they were at their wedding, they forgot that they were surrounded by people. In that moment they were alone, together, and so in love.
"Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark . . ."
Umihito gazed down at his wife, he never wanted to lose her.
"You and me, we've seen everything to see . . ."
Sunako looked up at Nekozawa, looking into his perfect blue orbs. They were so kind and caring.
"Cause we'll hold each other soon . . ."
They looked at each other their eyes locking, they were perfectly in unison with each other. Connected, eye to eye, heart to heart.
"If there's no one beside, when your soul embarks . . ."
Umihito spun here and caught her in his arms.
"Then I'll follow you into the dark." He sang softly to her
"I will you- into the dark." Sunako responded just as softly
They kissed and Nekozawa lifted her back up. They hugged and held each, just rocking from side to side as everyone clapped. "I love you." Sunako whispered to her husband. Umihito responded, in kind.
Sunako and Nekozawa changed into their other outfits, Umihito had taken off his jacket, top hat and waistcoat, and had loosened off his tie.
Everyone joined them on the dance floor and they slowly drank and dance into the late evening. People left as the evening wore on, including Tamao who thanked them before leaving with Ranmaru. Koyhei went up to Sunako, while Umihito was dancing with Noi, as Takenaga had left early, because Yokinojoh had been sick.
"Wanna dance?" he asked drunkenly
"Alright." Sunako said. She was slightly cautious, but also as drunk as him.
He put his hand on her hip and they danced.
"Are you having fun?" she asked
"Yeah, I'm having a blast." He said
"I'm glad." She said
"I'm sorry." He said
"I forgive you." Sunako said
"Really." Koyhei said his face was so close to hers. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers.
He stood back and put his hand over his mouth, suddenly very sober. "I'm so sorry." He said
She stood there and put her fingers to her lips. She walked up to Koyhei. "Why would you even do tha-? . . ." she asked
"I don't know." He responded.
People turned toward the commotion.
"Arsehole." Sunako yelled. She kneed him in the balls and threw him across the room. "Learn from your mistakes, Koyhei." She said
She walked over to the bar, she suddenly felt very sober. Nekozawa followed putting his hands around her shoulders.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you okay? What happened?" her husband asked
Sunako put a hand up to him and ordered herself two drinks. She downed both and turned to him, accepting a hug.
"Koyhei tried to kiss me, the idiot." She said
"I've had enough of him." Nekozawa said, suddenly very angry.
He stormed over, dragging Sunako with him. Koyhei had picked himself up, he stepped back as he saw the angry newlyweds. Umihito grabbed his collar and slammed him against the wall.
"HOW DARE YOU KISS MY WIFE, APOLIGISE TO HER! NOW!" Umihito said
He dropped Koyhei and let him formally apologise to her. She accepted his apology on the condition that he left immediately. He accepted and the party atmosphere returned.
About an hour later Sunako and Umihito retired to their room, happy and contented. They crashed into bed, after they managed to Sunako out of her dress.
Nekozawa kissed his wife. "You're my wife now." he said
"And you're my husband." She responded
They laughed. They were both too exhausted to do anything.
"The funny thing is all I want to do is sleep." He said
"Same. I'll make up for it on our honeymoon." She said sleepily.
"We both will, were in this together." He murmured.
They held each other and fell asleep within minutes.