Sup~ So this is the wedding chapter and next is the epilogue. No honeymoon chapter though, I don't care if anyone wants to write the honeymoon chapter at all but it will not be added to this story. After this I decided to work on Forever With Me I am Alone for a week or two before working on Crave Me Philippines.
I don't own Hetalia.
The love was in the air today, for it was her special day. No other like this will ever happen again, the other nations of the world made sure of it. Italy was stunningly beautiful, but dreadfully nervous to the point of shaking.
Her dress was continuously being smoothed out by her trembling fingers as Ukraine wove sunflowers into her hair. Hungary and Liechtenstein were trying to find makeup and jewelry that would match her cream colored dress, as Ancient Egypt and Byzantine were standing to the side. Both proud of their daughter as she got ready for her big day, and also she managed to stop them from breaking Russia's bones into little pieces.
Rome and Holy Rome were watching the TV in the other room while Russia pulled his scarf around his neck, satisfied with the way he looked with didn't really change. Instead of his beige coat it was his formal black one, the one he used centuries ago in a battle long forgotten by all involved. His white paints shone brightly as he walked in the sunlight.
Both countries were dreadfully nervous, extremely so, but why will no one notice them?
The women nations of the world stood back to admire the work they had done onto the the blushing bride. The sweetheart neckline flared down into the a big poof to form a ball gown at the waist. A train made from the last ribbon on the back of her corset like bodice trailed elegantly in a line everywhere she went. Chocolate brown hair was expertly pulled into a french braid with the sunflowers from her backyard woven into the intricate braids. Hungary had managed to give her honey eyes a smoky effect while the blush on her cheeks grew bigger thanks to the blush added onto it.
A chain of gold hung from her neck decorated with her mother's cross and her father's diamonds. The ring Russia gave her was taken off first the first time in weeks for the actual wedding. She missed it already, and her father could tell just by the look on her face. " Italy~! Like the saying goes some new and something blue~!", he yelled happily before giving her sapphire earrings as she beamed at the man.
She was always a daddy's little girl.
" Grazie~!", Italy told the group of nations honestly. Doing a twirl in her dress to see if it was absolutely perfect before nodding to the group at the door, all ready to get the show on the road. " I'm ready now."
In a room on the other side of the chapel Russia stood nervously at the end of the aisle, the room was filled with all the nations from around the world and the bosses with their families. The small chapel that England had set up for their wedding had been perfect. It was large enough for everyone to be held inside and the outside courtyard would hold the reception.
The Brit had gotten a gardener to plant daisies and sunflowers all around the large rectangle yard, as well get a stone dance floor in the middle of all the beauty. He really loved Italy to do all this just for sake of her happiness, so in return he was his best man. Though in his opinion that wasn't enough to repay him for this one favor that would last Italy and himself all of eternity.
Italy's boss being a priest and official in the Vatican was the one to bind them in holy matrimony, forever and ever. As in all eternity, which he knew will happen.
Germany, Sweden, and England stood next to him as they waited for the bride's maids to come out, and sure enough Liechtenstein, Seychelles, and Ukraine came out with beautiful red dresses that dragged onto the floor. Sealand and Wy came out and began throwing rose petals all over the place, the English boy running up to England to through some in his face much to everyone's delight. Then he heard the piano begin to play, by Austria himself and out came Italy latched onto her father's arm.
Never before had Russia literally felt his heart pop out of his chest. His poor organ could have fallen out for real if it weren't for the hand Russia quickly clamped over his chest.
The two walked with grace and elegance, Italy's face hidden by a veil while Ancient Egypt's face was framed by the crown of his last pharaoh. The jewels that the two were wearing gleamed in the sunlight streaming through the multicolored windows. The lovely tune that Austria played for the bride rang delicately through the chapel.
Italy's white dress trailed behind her as the ribbon train slowly glided behind her. While her father's golden cape clung to the decorated silver metal a top his shoulders, flowed gracefully behind the two. The leather belt held the golden robes around his waist, his bare feet padded on the ground as his silver anklets jingled quietly. His bare chest held the scare of many battles but the most prominent one was the one that ended his life, Ancient Greece didn't want to kill her fellow empire but had too, a long scar started at the left shoulder down to his right hip.
Italy too was barefoot and wore the anklets her father gave her for her wedding, his last boss's wife wore those when they married. His last king and queen truly loved each other which was surprising back then.
Handing off his only daughter the empire glared at Russia, an unspoken rule was sent the blonde's way. Hurt her even in the slightest then be prepared to expect Tine and me again. Russia nodded to his soon to be in-law before taking her hands in his. The Italian priest cleared his throat for attention before beginning.
" Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today. For the marriage of the personification of Italy and the personification of Russia.
Italy and Russia have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage?"
Both answered at the same time," I will."
Smiling he continued," Will you honor each other as man and wife for the rest of your lives?"
" Yes."
" Will you accept children lovingly from God, and bring them up to the law of Christ and his Church?"
" Yes."
People around the room watched as the air felt cleaner and crisper around them, the wind blew open the church doors and in came the petals of sunflowers and daisies. Most began to tape the event, so they can remember this moment for the rest of their lives.
" Since it is your intention to enter into marriage, join your right hands, and declare your consent before God and his Church."
Russia spoke first as he gently grabbed her hand, he could see the love in her honey eyes through the veil she wore. " I Russia, take you, Italy, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days in my life."
" I Italy, take you, Russia, to be my husband. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in heath. I will love you and honor you all the days in my life."
The words that the two spoke had been memorized by heart, a true testament to the love felt by all in the air. Speaking again the priest continued with the ceremony," Russia, do you take Italy to be your wife? Do you promise to be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and honor her all the days of your life?"
The blonde man nodded before saying," I do."
" Italy, do you take Russia to be your husband? Do you promise to be true to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and honor him all the days of your life?"
" I do."
Stepping back he let the two say the vows they had memorized for this day.
" I, Russia, take you, Italy, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part," he said to her truthfully as he held her hand tighter.
" I, Italy, take you, Russia, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."
Grinning ear to ear the Italian's boss went on," What God has joined, men must not divide. This is the point at which, sacramental, the bride and groom become wife and husband." Once again stepping back the couple continued on.
" Italy, take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit," he told her before slipping her wedding ring into her finger.
" Russia, take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit," she repeated before slipping his ring on his finger. " You may kiss the bride."
Lifting the veil from atop her head he pulled her into a kiss as the crowd of nations and humans exploded with cheers. The air lifted with love as the two kissed before the tall man spun her in a circle. Her family got up and cheered as Russia's sisters lifted vodka bottle from their dresses. Belarus's obsession for him went down and she began to gravitate towards America.
Spain and Romano got everyone into a line so they could through rice at the married couple. The courtyard that England had prepared held food from literally the entire world on tables to the side of the dance floor. Italy exclaimed as she saw it," England! You didn't have do all this!"
" Of course I did love. Today is your perfect day, along with Russia's now go sit at your table. The best man has a few words to say."
Leading the couple to the head table in the little field next to the sidewalk where a bunch of tables were being filled with guests. Clearing his voice to get the attention of all those when they settled down he began to speak," First I would like to propose a toast to the new Mr. and Mrs. Braginsky!"
All the glasses of alcohol was thrust into the air with the juice Wy, Seborga, and Sealand got.
" To be honest I didn't like Russia up until so many months ago in that horrible July. He had been the only one to get Italy to calm down, and he sat by her bedside for weeks on end. Never leaving her, while some were summoned back to their countries and others had too leave because they have been in economic trouble or their health began to decline.
The nurses at the hospital Italy stayed at crowded the door whenever Russia would sing away the bad dreams for Italy. When I was there for my last visit I realized they were perfect for each other. Nothing could, well now would tear them apart. Bloody hell, I wish you all the best of luck. Especially you, you lucky prat," he said nudging Russia.
The rest of the crowd laughed before holding their drinks up into the air. Then the feast had begun, the smell of all the different foods of the world mingled into one. The result was absolutely divine.
The President from America sat next to the Belorussian leader, both talking about future trades. Italy's boss slid away from the intimidating Russian leader as he tried to talk about economic problems that can be solved by trading more frequently between the two married countries.
Philippines talked with Germany and Austria about trading more pineapples since her last shipment got sold out within days. The Nordics watched Denmark try shamelessly to flirt with the Philippines, his crush on Italy was a fling as it turned out. Finland though was happy for the happy woman but upset that it wasn't him next to her.
" Cut the cake Italy, Russia!", Hungary yelled to the two as they finished eat pasta, as by Italy's request and piroshki, before grabbing their hands and dragging the toward the giant wedding cake France made. The giant fondant cake was six tiers high and the knife waited for them at the table.
Both picked up the knife and cut a nice piece before putting it on a plate, then Italy slammed the Eurasian's face in the bottom tier of the cake. His face filled with fluffy chocolate and fudge filling, white fondant stuck to his face as she fell down laughing. Her laughter rang through the courtyard as he picked up the slice they cut and smeared it in her face.
The gathering laughed at their antics before Ancient Rome began to take pictures like Hungary told him to. Before his daughter slapped him in the head before ripping his red cape off his Roman uniform to wipe her daughter's face of cake.
" Feliciana! Почему ты это сделал?! Я мог бы кричать!", he cried with fake betrayal as she used her grandfather's cape to wipe some cake of his face. " Mi dispiace Ivan," she teased with a smile before the part of the cake that Russia's face was thrust into was cut out of the cake.
He had no time to respond to him before she was whisked away to day with her father. Ancient Egypt's long red hair had been pulled into a loose ponytail so the crown on his head could fit properly. " You've gotten so beautiful over the years Italy. It makes me sad that I could not see you and your brother grow up with your brother Seborga. How did he appear anyway?"
" It was apart of me that my bosses didn't wan't so they gave away the land and he grew on his own~. A little brother to call my own!", she told him happily before he twirled her before going into a waltz as the music slowly changed.
" I'm so happy for you my little daisy flower~", he cooed at her when he caught her watching his son-in-law from afar. " Isn't this how you fell for him?"
" Si, I was too afraid to do anything back then Papa. It scared me," she confessed to the elder man as he nodded and laughed with the ghosts of his past glittering in his beautiful eyes. " I was like that when I met your mother daisy."
She smiled as he passed her to the oncoming Russia so they could dance. Russia grinned at her with his giant shining purple orbs. Her feet felt amazing size since she was barefoot, Russia's feet had been confined in a size too small shoes. " We are to open presents after this Feli, then we leave for the honey moon after."
The dance had been lovely for the two newlyweds before they were pulled to a table where a shitload of gifts were placed.
A drunken Prussia staggered up to the head of all the tables before yelling out," Alright! Any embarrassing gifts hand them over! Kesesese~! Come on now don't be shy!"
France, Hungary and China stepped up two of the three held blushes on his face. France's was expected as he gave them a French maid outfit that Italy had quickly given to Russia before hiding her face in her arms. Hungary gave the two a pregnancy test, and China offered them a pair of handcuffs.
" Hahahaha! He actually did it Da Ze~!", South Korea yelled as his twin sister smacked him upside the head.
From Germany was a bouncing baby German Shepherd, along with a guide on how to take care of the girl dog. Her head cocked to the side when she was caught eating some pasta that Italy put on the ground. America gave them a small part of the south American country side in lovely Alabama that he had owned in the Civil War. Canada allowed them to enter his country whenever they wanted. England let them take a large estate outside of Scotland.
Finally after all the gifts they got one visit to Heaven so they could see all the deceased nations of the world for a day. Her face was filled with tears as the deceased left for Heaven for the last time," We already borrowed time from God to see you Italy. We have to leave now, we will always love you."
They ascended to Heaven much to the surprise of the human bosses and there families.
" Come on Italy, we can see them again in the future before our deaths. They'll always be in your heart sunflower," Russia told her before leading her to the limo in the driveway to the chapel as they waved to the crowd of people before heading to Hawaii for their honeymoon.
Ancient Egypt's last words rang in her ear," Come to visit when a little Italy or Russia starts to run around my little daisy."
Feliciana! Почему ты это сделал?! Я мог бы кричать! - Feliciana! Why did you do that?! I might cry!
Fuck yeah! I can taste the end of the story. I hope you can too.
Ciao~
-Miharu