Yasha watched with a smirk on his face when Hiei ran off towards the gazebo that was prepared for them with Nanashi. Yahsa hinted casually, "maybe the prince should make his escape," to Haruto and Asa. The two of them were rather close since meeting. Haruto had yet to talk about going back South to his friends and business. He hovered around Asa often as well.
"I think you're right," Haruto agreed, looking over to the area where the newly married couple had disappeared. His face was mixed between proud, relieved, apprehensive, and worried. Yasha could not blame him.
"Let's go, your grace," Asa said, hand resting on Prince Takashi's shoulder.
"Can I climb over the fence?" Prince Takashi asked as they walked towards the garden gate, key to the lock in hand.
"Maybe next time," Asa said reassuringly. "I would like to see what it's like when you climb." She had a talent for saying things to appease others.
Haruto walked off with them, going at a slightly faster pace than the two of them. The priest trailed reverently behind them.
The rest of them started to clean up the area, packing up food to send home with Yusuke and Keiko, who brought most of the food to begin with. Yusuke looked like a pack mule when it was all said and done.
The two of them were at least away when Nanashi's screaming starting. Kuwabara reacted first, looking about ready to head over to the gazebo to investigate. Kurama stopped him, redirecting him to bring the tables towards the gate.
When the two of them left the area, Yasha glanced over at Yukina, seeing a knowing smirk on her face. "She makes him happy?" she asked, knowing the answer herself.
"Happier than the men he's been with, that's for sure," Yasha answered. More faint sounds of Nanashi crying out echoed over to the area they were. "I think it's possibly mutual," he smiled. Yasha found himself wondering vaguely if she realized how rough of a lover he could be before agreeing to wed him.
Another cry. "He won't risk mate claiming her?" Yukina asked.
Yasha shook his head. "He knows better," Yasha stated confidently.
Yukina looked uncomfortable. "I think we should get going if we're to slip out undetected." She walked her way to the gate at a brisk pace.
That left Yasha alone near the oak tree, temptation raising up in him. He stepped lightly over to the area with the gazebo. With the gazebo in sight, he could not see anything in the darkness, but he could hear them. He could hear them breathing heavily, her more than him. Their voices were muted by the sheets and distance between him and them. He could hear Hiei talking, panting out a few words at a time, but could not make out what he was saying. He heard Nanashi scream hoarsely. Whatever they were doing sounded like it was really wearing her out. She would need to build up her stamina with her new husband if she knew what was good for her.
Yasha nearly screamed himself when he felt a sharp hand clamped down on his shoulder. He jumped, turning around to face his own lover. Kurama put a finger to his lips, looking cross. Not a safe look to give Yasha at the moment. Yasha smirked at him, stepping over to Kurama, kissing him unabashedly. He heard Kurama hum under his breath at that before pulling away. Kurama led him by the hand away from the gazebo, Yasha following reluctantly. Yasha took the chance to corner him under the oak tree, pushing him against the tree.
"You're incorrigible," Kurama groaned at him.
"You know big words," Yasha teased.
"Not here," Kurama said.
Yasha frowned at him, feeling shot down. "Upstairs? In our rooms?" Kurama narrowed his eyes at him, tempting him unfairly. Yasha took that as an answer, taking him by the hand to lead him up to the castle. "When's our turn?" Yasha asked, teasing.
"Never," Kurama replied.
"So much less drama that way," Yasha said, relieved. Marriage was not in the cards for everybody.