A.N.: It's a beautiful day, it's a rather nice day, a day for a glorious wedding
"Well, this is it guys. It's today, the day of days."
Dalla burst into peals of excited giggles, though Sif only rolled her eyes.
"Kagome, you're always so dramatic."
Kagome winked at them through the reflection of the mirror she sat in front of while Frigga's personal lady's maid fixed her hair for what was to be one of the sweetest days of her life. She'd insisted that Dalla be given the day off and could only attend as a dear friend. And though it wasn't entirely customary on Asgard, she had both she and Sif with her as she got ready. It was how they did things on Earth, and she was from Earth, after all.
Frigga swept in, looking every inch the radiant, motherly queen she was. She carried with her the box with her little circlet and ushered in the dressmaker, who carried her dress in a shiny, gilded box.
"Oh my dear girl, you look marvelous. Now, it's time to get you dressed, it's almost time to begin!"
She placed the circlet carefully over Kagome's hair, and then walked with her to the box, Dalla and Sif at their heels, all bursting with anticipation to see the final product.
A small, folded note sat on top of the garment box, Loki's unmistakable signature the only thing written on it.
With a confused frown she picked it up and unfolded it, confusion only growing when she read what he'd written inside.
'I will explain later, I promise. See you soon, my dear one.'
"What? What does he-"
She gasped when the dressmaker opened the box and revealed not the shimmering beads and frothy gold fabric of the dress she'd tried on in his shop just weeks ago, but vibrant, hand painted silk.
The note fluttered from her fingers to the floor, and she distantly heard Dalla pick it up and read it out loud, but her eyes, thoughts and heart were all on the garment that she slowly, carefully, lovingly lifted from the box.
It was not a wedding dress, it was...
"An uchikake..." bright red Asgardian silk had been crafted into the wedding finery of her birth country, painted in all the flowers she'd loved from Alfheim in lush colors and detail. Tears fell unchecked down her cheeks, clouding her vision. She pressed her hand to her mouth to stifle her sobs, letting the silk wedding robe fall back to the box and on top of the white silk of the wedding kimono she could see underneath. Frigga hugged her shoulders from behind and Sif found her a handkerchief. She dabbed her eyes and calmed her tears while they shushed her and crooned softly to her, and after a moment, she looked back down at her sweet surprise. She didn't know how he'd managed it, but she was so, so glad he had.
"It's traditional Japanese wedding clothing. I don't... I don't know how..."
"You are pleased then, my lady?" The dress maker twisted his hands together, anxious to hear of a job well done, to know he'd delivered well on an unusual order for a rather momentous occasion.
"Oh yes, it's so perfect. You've outdone yourself, really you have."
Blushing and flustered he waved off her praise, gave a low bow and fluttered from the room.
"Well, lets get to it guys, we should get started now or we'll be late!"
Asgardian weddings, while having their own sets of rituals that were wholly unique to anything she'd heard before, did have the concept of an aisle to walk down. But the two people getting married each walked down opposite aisles and met in the middle under an arch of symbolic flowers. The arch that had been made for their wedding was large and made of highly polished gleaming gold etched with a stylized image of the bifrost. The flowers had been arranged and fastened around the arch to mimic the rainbow colors of the bifrost, and also hung from the top, as if the bridge itself was melting over then. Petals from those same flowers had been removed and scattered all across the floor, covering hems and feet like colorful snow. Thor, Odin And Frigga were all arranged in the center under the arch, waiting for she and Loki to meet them. She walked by herself, as was customary, eyes slipping right over her family waiting under the arch and meeting the gaze of her soon to be groom, the air rushing from her lungs once more at the heart stopping sight of him smiling back at her with so much love, happiness, devotion, even a little smugness, and dressed as a traditional Japanese groom. Though his garments had been made from his trademark green instead of the usual black and grey, she could not hold back another round of tears at what he'd done, just for her.
They met in the center, and he winked at her as he took her hands in his, and together they turned toward his father, The King of Asgard and the All-Father, to be joined irrevocably together.
Official words and vows were spoken, traditional rituals including the san san kudo from her side were performed, and then they turned together toward the crowd and the much wider aisle that cut through it that they'd walk down together.
A flourish of Loki's magic zipped over them as Odin made the final announcements and they stood in traditional Asgardian wedding clothes, and Kagome was pleased to see the other wedding dress that had been made for her.
Odin's voice boomed over the gathered crown who waited breathlessly for their chance to cheer.
"I, Odin, All-Father, King of Asgard and Guardian of the Nine Realms bestow a new title today, to one who came to us not of blood but of circumstance. Possessing power and immortality, Asgard has accepted her into her fold, adopted her, made her one of us. As Asgard has spoken through me, so it shall be done. I now present Prince Loki of Asgard, God of Lies, Mischief, Chaos and Stories and his bride Kagome, princess of Asgard, and Demi-goddess of honesty, purity, and selfless sacrifice."
She gasped. That had certainly never been discussed with her, but the latent energies of Asgard swelled under her feet and rushed through her body, filling her with a new sense of depth and vitality, a spiritual strength she'd never thought possible. With little choice but to accept it, she smiled breathlessly up into the glittering eyes of her new husband, and as all those gathered before her, friends, acquaintances, and political guests alike, cheered in loud unison, she and Loki walked up the center aisle together.
The party had raged for hours, was still raging truthfully, but they had been beyond ready to retire. She had been waiting to finally grill him about their surprise change in wardrobe, but apparently he had other ideas.
No sooner had the door to their room shut tight was he pushing her against the wall, pressing hot kisses to the skin of her neck.
"Wait."
He stepped back with a blink and then frowned and crossed his arms.
"Wait?! What-"
"How did you do it?" She gestured to her dress and to her eternal astonishment he winced.
"I did something..."
"Loki, what did you do?" She asked, suspicion edging her voice, and he took another small step back.
"It's not something I've ever done to you before, nor do I plan to ever do it again, not without your knowledge. It was simply a means to an end."
"Loki. Just tell me."
"I took the knowledge straight from you. If I want, I can delve into a person's memories. I don't do it often, it's not as fun to extract secrets that way. Anyway, I could tell this would mean a lot to you when you spoke of it, so I went into your memories and found only those pertaining to wedding clothes and that's it. On my honor... whatever I have left of it."
She could tell he was being completely honest with her, there was not a flicker of deceit anywhere in him, but she still wanted to make him sweat a little. After a few moments staring blankly at him she smiled, and he visibly relaxed.
"Alright, I believe you. And it really was the most beautiful surprise, thank you so much."
He stepped forward again, bringing his arms up around her waist, nuzzling into the sensitive skin behind her ear.
"You deserve it all and more my princess."
His hot breath on her flesh made her shiver, but there was still one last thing she had to get done.
"Wait!"
"Now what?!"
"I have something for you now."
"You do?" He sobered quickly and she hurried to one of her clothing drawers where she'd hidden his small gift that had only just been completed the day before.
"It's not much, you may hate it and that's fine, I'll totally understand, but I wanted to do something for you so I thought of this and feel free to tell me if you hate it I swear I won't-"
"Kagome." He cut off her rambling, chuckling fondly and holding his hand out. "I'm sure whatever it is will be wonderful. Just give it here."
With nervous hesitation she passed the pouch over and watched with nervous eyes as he opened it and dumped its contents into his palm. His brows raised a little at the sight of it, a small, polished round gem, perfectly clear but for subtle pink eddies swirling inside it, strung into a simple leather cord.
"It's protective. That's some of my reiki in there. If something ever happened and I couldn't be there, it would save your life. I know you're capable of defending yourself but... I just want to make sure you're always safe."
Wordlessly he slipped the cord around his neck, and then slipped his hands back around her waist, pressing his forehead to hers with a soft smile.
"It's perfect Kagome. Thank you. I shall never take it off."
She sighed in relief and then giggled as he tugged at the skirt of her dress and began walking them toward the foot of their bed.
"I would, however, like to take this off of you, if you don't mind. Are we quite finished with the chit chat?"
"Yes Loki, we are 'quite finished with the chit chat.'"
"Well then."
He scooped her up and tossed her onto the mattress, and her heart beat quickened as she scooted back across it until she hit the far wall. She watched with growing hunger as Loki crawled up the length of their bed, his feline grace and the dangerous glint in his eye making her very aware that he was a predator, and tonight, she was his prey.
"Come now, my little Demi-goddess, let me worship you."
Kagome's last coherent thought for the night was though she'd lived among gods for nearly 300 years, tonight she was in heaven.
A.N.: I made all this up I don't know anything about Asgardian weddings lmao