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Disclaimer: If I owned Soul Eater, I doubt I would get this far.
People say hate is a strong word – Love is a strong word too. Yet we throw it out there as if it was something simple when it's so much more deeper.
Maka faked a smile at the make-up artist, who was frowning at her face. The ash-blonde girl could barely remember when the last time she saw her reflection was but she probably looked like crap or maybe a zombie. As far as she knew, she must be pale as heck, bruises possibly covering her entire face, a few cuts here and there.
Don't even get started on the condition of her body.
The make-up artist grumbled in disapproval, getting to work by cleansing her face and splattering an entire guck of concealer on her face. God knows how much she needed with the eye-bags and torture her face has taken and from how orange the formula of the concealer was….. It wasn't technically helping.
Her hands instinctively reached out for the knife that was strapped on her thigh, making sure it was there. Since that ass of a Hiro refused to let her die silently and not known to everyone…. She would make her death gloriously big and possibly her friends would kill him later. Sounds nice.
She let out a dark laugh as she thought of her fiancé getting torn into shreds. Damn that would be a sight to see…. Maybe when she goes to hell, Hades would give her millions of opportunities to torture him so much that he would want to go to Tuataras just to get away from her.
The make-up artist was finally done after what seemed like forever, making her stretch slightly to relieve her sore facial muscles. She peered at the mirror, unable to believe that the woman who seemed so gorgeous outside had such a rotten inside that was never fixable.
She wanted to wipe off the make-up so badly to see the difference as her mind screamed in outrage that this wasn't her. She was far from perfect; in fact she's the worst person in the world. She wanted to rip the gloves off and show the wounds that she had inflicted on herself – make her dress more revealing so that the audience would know the deeds that had been done on her by her wretched soon-to-be husband.
"Maka you look so beautiful…." Tsubaki whispered as she entered room, catching Maka's reflection, casing the ash-blonde bride to turn around to meet her tear-filled eyes.
"Don't cry…." Maka murmured, handing her a tissue. "But it's kind of sad that it's for the wrong person…"
Maka refused to let her tears betray her – she was going to miss Tsubaki so bad, but at least she'll be in heaven, a better place and taking care of her. "Hey Tsubaki?"
Tsubaki nodded her head slightly. "Mind to pass this disc to Soul? It's kind of important for him to hear the contents of it."
"Sure, I'll be back before you know it!" Tsubaki winked, wiping away her tears as she dashed out of the room, heading towards Soul's apartment which was about a five minute walk.
In his entire life, the albino boy had never felt so horrid or wrecked beyond recognition.
His very Soul yearned for her companion, her kiss, her touch or simply her presence but stupid ol' him, too embarrassed about his sudden outburst that happened a month ago. Hell, he didn't even have to face to see her and conveyed his message through music.
He wondered if she ever received it – he wondered if Hiro was starting to treat her alright. Her condition worried him. Today was the day she was getting married to another man that wasn't him; saying that he was disappointed would be an understatement.
The moment someone knocked onto the door, he shot towards it, wondering what news it may bring. He really hoped it was the green-eyed girl that he missed.
"Tsubaki, it's you." He deadpanned, his hope suddenly dropping to his feet which seemed pretty far right now.
"I know I'm not the person you want to see…." She confessed. "But Maka wants me to give this to you… and I know, she'll love for you to be there for her when she really feels like breaking apart or simply digging a hole underground to hide her existence."
His heart hit his throat as he heard those words spewing from the raven-haired girl, he placed the disc into his music player, Tsubaki making herself comfortable on his couch as the music started to flow out from the speakers.
Elevator buttons and morning air
Stranger's silence makes me wanna take the stairs
If you were here, we'd laugh about their vacant stares
But right now, my time is theirs
Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
The jury's out, but my choice is you
So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough, but this love is ours
You never know what people have up their sleeves
Ghosts from my past gonna jump out at me
Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles
But I don't care 'cause right now you're mine
And you'll say don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough, but this love is ours
And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrong and
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in
I'll fight their doubt and give you faith with this song for you
'Cause I love the gap between your teeth
And I love the riddles that you speak
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
Cause my heart is yours
So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
And don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
But they can't take what's ours, they can't take what's ours
The stakes are high, the water's rough
This love is ours
"Shit the plan of staying at home and sulking, I've got a wedding to crash." Soul grinned maniacally.
Tsubaki smiled in amusements as she watched the albino boy dash into his room and the rustling of clothes of commenced before a few minutes later he came out smirking as he adjusted his black tie, looking confidents as ever.
"Nice suit."
"This old thing? As long as it can make my girl swoon… I'll do anything." He smiled ruefully, running his fingers through his hair as he adjusted his pin-striped suit and brushing some dust on his well-polished shoes.
"Since when were you such a romantic sap?" Tsubaki teased as she pulled him out of the house, rushing towards the church, hoping the bells had yet to ring. Her best friend deserved better than that douche bag and after her scarring past.
The bride brushed away the tears that were falling, refusing to show any weakness. To anyone it would seem like she was so happy underneath the big grin that was hurting her cheeks. She walked down the wedding aisle, people sighing enviously at how beautiful she was. Tightening her grip on the bouquet flower, she tried not break down or go all-out rage mode.
She wished the groom was a certain albino boy.
Hiro wasn't the man of her dreams – he never would be for the matter. She could see the wheels in his head turning as he formulated plans on how to torture her or rape her, after the contract is signed, he could do anything to her as she was his.
Too bad that this wedding would be her funeral.
Hiro's hand gripped hers tightly; as if it was to send her the message that she better say 'I do' promptly or she'll have hell to pay with later.
She never thought she could dread two words. She snorted slightly at the lines that were being vowed.
To be true to you in good times or bad – She wasn't even enjoying herself and he would probably be sleeping around.
For better, for worse – She was currently having her worst moments with him; she definitely did not want to have his kids. No way in hell.
In sickness or health – she was sick of him. Does that count?
Until death does us apart – sadly to say, or happily, she would be dead before they bonded.
"Do you, Hiro Gunning, take Maka Evangeline Albarn as your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest smiled.
"I do," He smirked. Maka's hand reached out for the knife that was beneath her skirt, thanking her lucky stars that it was a concave down and the knife was slightly below her mid-thigh.
"Do you, Maka Albarn –"
"I object!" A deep bass voice roared behind her as she swerved her head and cried out at relief. Right now, she didn't give a damn if they thought she was having an affair, to their random cussings and snide remarks, she had a lifetime of it.
She yelped as someone grasped onto her wrist tightly. "You belong rightfully to me! This wedding is just to tell everyone!" Hiro laughed maniacally as he yanked her to him.
"Don't. You. Dare. Touch. Her. Intimately." Soul's voice rang out as he loosened his tie, a deadly glint in his eye. "I had yet to pay for the nice scar you asked her father to give me….. And I would love to return you as a comfort gift for your failed marriage." He grinned, landing a punch on groom's jaw.
Maka let out a tinkling laugh as Hiro cowered at the wrath of her five friends who towered over him. The guests look in bewilderment at the scene before them as the bride took off her heels and threw it at her ex-fiancé, giving him a solid firm kick in the gut.
"Don't worry…. I'll get my retribution when you're in jail." She whispered before turning to matters that were at hand, addressing the crowd that had gathered for this 'joyous' occasion. "I'm sorry to disappoint because I am not getting married with that ass." She said sweetly as she took the thickest bible book and apologising silently and throwing it at Hiro.
"However – "She pulled Black*Star and Tsubaki forward – "They are."
The pair gaped at her.
"They are perfect for each other don't you think? Give us about half an hour; we need to get the new bride and groom ready." Maka smiled cheekily as Kid dragged Black*Star whereas Liz and Patty dragged Tsubaki towards the dressing room, leaving the guests in silence.
"This is crazy!" Tsubaki hissed.
"Shush girly, we're working." Liz growled as Maka and Tsubaki exchanged dresses (Maka grew so she's the same height as Tsubaki) and she re-applied slightly more dramatic make-up on the new bride.
"I know you genuinely love Black*Star, I know you've gotten together again and haven't you been dreaming of this wedding since you met him since five years ago?" Maka murmured as she brushed Tsubaki's locks out of her eyes.
She had to admit Tsubaki looked better in the wedding dress she chose as it complimented her figure more and she really loved the green dress Tsubaki was wearing. It brought out the colour of her eyes.
"AHEM." Liz cleared her throat as she glared pointedly at the bulge at the tight-fitted dress Maka was wearing.
Maka took out the dagger nonchalantly making her friends gasp in shock. "You intended to kill Hiro!?"
"I wanted to kill myself, not him." The ash-blonde deadpanned, peeking out of the door to see if the flower man had come. He did not disappoint.
She smiled gratefully at the flower man as she tossed Tsubaki a bouquet of camellia flower. Tsubaki inhaled the scent, organising the flower petals as she mouthed 'thank you' at Maka who just grinned, stepping out of the room.
"Hey….." Maka murmured hesitantly as she rocked her heels back and forth, not quite meeting Soul's eyes.
"You look beautiful." Soul breathed, inspecting the new outfit she donned on. It was Tsubaki's green floor-skimming dress with black heels, a delicate garnet ring and a nice vintage necklace.
"One month is enough." She murmured huskily as she pulled Soul in for a fierce, passionate kiss leaving the albino stunned as she never initiated. He missed her taste and now laced with desperation and just need for contact.
Her arms snaked around his snaked as she threaded her fingers through his white locks, pulling him closer such that their chest crushed, she tip-toed slightly so that he didn't have to strain his neck down, only to moan in surprised as he lifted her off the ground and continued the kiss. (A/N: For a while I thought I lost my capability to write fluff…. Apparently not)
"You might uh, want to wipe the red lipstick off your mouth." She giggled breathlessly as he set her on her feet.
"Duly noted." He said in a British accent as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as his lover reapplied her lipstick, signalling him to sit somewhere as the girls had plans the make the wedding special for the camellia flower and bluenette.
As Soul stood next to the bluenette, the double doors burst open with the four girls smiling crazily, their arms linked together as they walked gracefully in a practiced manner towards the best man and groom.
Maka stood next to Tsubaki as the saying of vows commenced the ash-blonde winking at Soul and Black*Star as if they had something up their sleeves. The guys looked at the girls suspiciously, wondering what in the world was going on.
"I pronounced you man and wife; you may kiss the bride." The priests raised his hands, allowing the bride and groom to share their first wedded kiss but Maka did the unexpected.
Liz pulled out a camera just as Maka yanked Tsubaki away from Black*Star's waiting arms, cackling slightly as she placed a full kiss on Tsubaki's lips. Tsubaki catching on quickly kissed her back as everyone burst into fits of laughter, leaving the groom dead shocked at his wife's betrayal.
Just the last thing…. Maka thought as she leaned next to Tsubaki's ear, saying the next statement loud and clear. "Damn girl, you were so pretty I just had to change teams for a second." Black*Star growled and yet at the same time he looked like he was going to faint. Nailed it.
"Let the poor guy kiss his bride!" Liz hollered as she waved the developed picture, making sure Black*Star sees it to anger him more.
"Give me one of those pictures." Soul laughed as he clutched onto his sides.
"No problem, I've got at least fifty of where these priceless photos came from." Liz mocked, handing one out to the red-eyed best man.
Soul didn't look a bit affected by the lesbian kiss they shared, knowing it was all good fun whereas Black*Star, taking it not so lightly, kisses Tsubaki so passionately you could almost see sparks flying before growling out 3 words. "You are mine."
"Get a room, seriously." Maka faked seriousness as she tossed them a hotel card. "Your clothes and stay are settled and I arranged a honeymoon for you to go back to Japan to see your parents Tsubaki. Tell them hi for me!"
"And you have my everlasting gratitude." Tsubaki smiled as she gave her best friend a spontaneous hug.
"Let's PARTAY GIRRAFE STYLE!" Patty hooted, jumping up and down ecstatically.
"Not before the garter and flower toss!" Liz halted.
"And Black*Star you have to take it off with your teeth. You've got a big mouth so I'm sure you can do it!" Maka cheered as their bluenette friend blushed with embarrassment.
"Single ladies right, single men, left." Tsubaki directed as her husband easily took of her garter with his teeth, swinging it on his index finger.
Maka stood at the sidelines of the desperate ladies, looking out of the coloured glassed window. She didn't really care about marriage – as long as she could be with Soul, she was fine.
"Three, two, one!" The single ladies counted down as Tsubaki's grip slipped slightly as Liz shouted for Maka to dodge, only to make the ash-blonde maid of honour widen her eyes as she caught the flowers easily before it landed on her face.
The guys cheered as the person who got the garter was declared, only to have Soul give her his signature smirk while holding up the garter.
"Guess you are destined to be together." Tsubaki hips bumped with hers.
"Yea… I guess." She smiled shyly. She wouldn't mind if it was him.
"So…. Do you even have any intentions on ever meeting me at the altar?" Soul asked as they danced to the slow song, looking adoringly into her green eyes.
"Ya think?" She murmured as she nuzzled his neck.
"Is that yes?"
"Maybe~" She said in a singsong voice. "But maybe…. This can answer your question."
She crushed her lips onto his, smiling blissfully as he returned with the same amount of passion. She didn't care what others thought right now, her only thoughts was his lips on hers as they moved in a synchronized manner, making her heart feel like bursting from love.
He may not be her knight in shining armour (nor did she expect him to be), but they could still live happily ever after even though she had a troubled past but she learnt that having a good life was just simply to know who is worth suffering for.
It was just a simple matter of who To Trust.
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