Ok, I have totally rewritten this chapter,
seeing how much my writing has improved sense the start of this fic (not to
sound full of myself, but this was my first fic ever written so there). I hope
it makes more sense, seems more in character, or just entertains you in some
way. I'd like to thank all my high school hentai friends
**coughbishonennomikocough**coughadakiecough** for scarring my little eighth
grade soul… well, I guess it's now a freshman soul ::claps for self:: I
PASSED!!!
Intro- all of the characters
have been reincarnated in the real world, just so you don't think I'm a
complete idiot… although you might anyways… never mind, just read
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ENJOY! ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-
Miaka sighed as she paced back and fourth. She was lucky
not to trip over the train of her dress, seeing how long it was. She brushed a
hair out of her face and looked into the mirror. Instead of the usual odango,
it was placed in a neat bundle of curls on the top of her head. She heard the
door crack. "Yui? Is that you?" she asked, turning around. "Yeah, it's me. Who
else would barge into your dressing room without knocking, baka?" the blond
replied, letting out a short laugh.
Yui
walked towards her friend and placed her hand on her shoulder. She could tell
Miaka was nervous, but she seemed to be worried about something else. "Miaka,
you'll be fine, don't worry" Miaka looked up and met Yui's eye. "Its not that
Yui, I haven't eaten sense breakfast!" she exclaimed as her stomach growled. A
rather large sweat drop formed at Yui's brow. "Oh well, some things never
change… but Miaka, everyone is waiting for you" Miaka nodded and walked through
the door into the brides room. ((Miaka: Are you sure that's what it's called?
TNM: No, do you know? Miaka: No TNM: Then shut up! ::looks at readers:: Uhh..
Back to the story!))
Heads
turned as she entered, and smiles were upon the faces of all. "Miaka, you look beautiful." Houki said
quietly as the group admired her dress. "Do you think Taka will like it?"
Hotohori, who had been standing in the doorway, chose this moment to speak up.
"If he has any sense in him at all." She turned around to face him. "Thank you
Hotohori" He walked to stand behind his wife.
I
will take this time to introduce to you the people who are at this point in
Miaka's bride's room. We have: Miaka, the bride to be, Yui, the maid-of-honor,
Houki, Baiyano (Nuriko's wife… will be explained at a later time), Chiho and
Mayumi, two of Miaka's other friends from high school, and Hotohori, who has
just come to wish Miaka good luck. Also, I would like to explain the nice
little order for the wedding. Yui is the maid of Honor, she goes before Miaka
and all that nice stuff. Taka was having a fit trying to choose a best man from
the other world… so he decided to make it Tetsuya. Everyone agreed. The pairs
of bridesmaids and groomsmen are as follows: Houki and Hotohori, Shoka and
Mitsukake, Baiyano and Nuriko, Chiho and Tasuki, and Mayumi and Chiriko. Now
back to our story…. ((Hotohori: Finally!! TNM: Oh shut up or
I'll make your hair fall out Hotohori: ::gasps:: You Wouldn't Dare!!! TNM:
well… if I did Legacy Lost would kill me… but you better be good or I'll do it
anyways! Hotohori: Fine!
Hotohori
brushed a lock of hair from his face. "I just came to tell you all that you
have fifteen minutes." Miaka blinked. "Fifteen minutes!!! Oh my gosh…. Oh my
gosh… oh my—" "Miaka watch out for that"::CRASH:: "Stool" Hotohori was
obviously to late to save her from falling flat on her face. Thankfully, she
landed on Baiyano. "Um, Miaka, are you ok?" the girl looked up and smiled
grimly. "Yeah… I'm fine" Baiyano got to her feet, pulling Miaka up and helping
her smooth her dress. Hotohori walked over and touched her shoulder. Giving her
a kiss on the cheek, he said, "Miaka, I wish you all the happiness in the
world. Good luck." She smiled as he walked to the door. "Thanks Hotohori! Bye!"
Hotohori
walked swiftly down the hall and into the room where Tamahome and all the other
guys were. Before he could say anything, a flying…. Tasuki… landed at his feet.
The crimson-haired man looked up at the former emperor. "Haaaaay… Hoto-sama….
Do you have my sock?" Hotohori looked down at him again, seeing that his sock
was hanging off of his ear, and said calmly, "No Tasuki, I do not have you're
sock. You're sock is on you're ear. Now stand up and sober yourself. " Tasuki
stood up and started grabbing at his ear, but it was the wrong one. Hotohori
sighed and walked over to his nice little list. Everyone was there, except for
Keisuke, who was supposed to be getting Miaka.
Taka
was straightening his collar when Hotohori sat down beside him. They both
watched as Tasuki threatened to kill Tetsuya if he didn't give him back his
sock, but as guessed, his sock was still on his ear. Taka laughed lightly,
obviously letting some stress out. Nuriko grabbed the sock and threw it into
the drunken man's face. "Get you're shoes on man!" Tasuki snapped his head
towards Nuriko. " Well excuse the hell outta me!" He sobered up a little and
put the sock on, followed by his shoes.
Tetsuya
sat down on the other side of Taka and patted him on the back. "You cool man?"
Taka nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine. You have the ring, right?" He pulled a small box
out of his tux pocket. "Sure thing" The best man then opened it and held it out
for all to admire. Tasuki got all wiggly eyed. "Pretty…" he said in a very
bandit-like trance. Tetsuya snapped the
box shut and put it back in his pocket, sending Tasuki back to gripe at Nuriko.
"What's on your mind, Taka?" Tetsuya asked calmly. Taka blinked. "Ah Suzaku, I
don't know…" Tetsuya chuckled and stood up. "Well, we better get outta here.
You ready?" The groom nodded. "Always have been."
Keisuke walked to the church
entrance with his little sister on his arm. She was beaming. Her dress was
sleeveless, and considering that it was late March and fairly warm, it was
perfect. Miaka looked up at her older sibling. He had done so much for her;
things that went far beyond his duty as her brother. He wanted more than
anything to see her happy… which made Miaka love him even more. " Keisuke…" he
smiled. "Yeah?" "Thanks… for everything" He patted her lightly on the back.
"It's my pleasure. I mean, who else would make sure you weren't falling on your
face every second?" Miaka didn't have the nerve to smack him upside the head
(ghetto term!) so she just gave him an evil smirk.
Taka
and Tetsuya were already at the front of the church. Taka was talking with Ms.
Yuuki… actually it was more like she was trying to calm him down. Tetsuya
looked to Chichiri, who gave the younger man a stern look. "Tetsuya…" He looked
like a child who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Ok, ok" he
said quietly, as he slowly pulled his sunglasses away from his face and put
them into his pocket. The monk smiled brightly. "That's better no da!" He
walked up to his spot and the music started.
First
came Mitsukake and Shoka, then Baiyano and Nuriko. There was a slight pause
before Chiho and Tasuki came out because Tasuki had his shoes on the wrong
feet. Usually he would have denied walking anywhere with some girl, but Chiho
was… well… a tomboy. The two were drinking buddies, and he had never thought of
her as an annoying little girl. After them came Mayumi and Chiriko. Mayumi
always had her head stuck in the clouds, but she was incredibly smart. She
loved to read, and could recite some Shakespearian works by heart. Chiriko
obviously had a crush on her, but of course, he was too shy to tell her.
Yui
entered next. She smiled when she saw Tetsuya without his glasses. She then
thought back to what she was doing. She knew she had given up her best friend
to Taka Sukunami a long time ago… but today it was official. This brought a
pain into her heart, which made her even gladder she had Tetsuya. Last, of
course, were Miaka and Keisuke. Everyone stood and was all happy and clapping
and all that fun stuff. Taka got a little dizzy and about fell over… which
would have been quite amusing, but I'm not that mean of an author.
Chichiri
smiled a little brighter than usual, and said, "Into the holy union Taka
Sukunami and Miaka Yuuki now come to be joined no da. If any of you can show
just cause why they may not lawfully be married, speak now no da; or forever
hold your peace. Of course, no one spoke up. As Chichiri opened his mouth to go
on, there was a voice from the back of the church. "I have a reason." The crowd
was silent, except for Ms. Yuuki, whose mouth formed one word surprising them
all. "Kai…"
Keisuke
swiftly turned around. He knew who the man was when he saw the look on his
mother's face. It was a man he had only known a small fraction of his life. He
spoke in a harsh tone, a tone unusual for Keisuke. "What are you doing here,"
he paused, choking on the word, "father?" Miaka had known who it was as well,
but she was all to busy trying to convince herself it was a dream. The dark
haired man walked slowly into the building. Chichiri knew something was wrong
the minute he saw him. "And why do you oppose no da?"
Kai
Yuuki smirked. "Am I to allow my only daughter to be married to a man I do not
know? To be given away by her brother? I think not." Ms. Yuuki stood up. "Kai,
you lost rights as Miaka's father the day you left us!" He swung his head
around, his ice-cold glare meeting that of his x-wife. "You keep out of this,
bitch!" Chichiri removed the mask from his face, attempting to see the man
better. "There will be no vulgarities of that sort in a holy place! I see you
have no reason to be here, so I will ask you to either sit down or remove
yourself!" All noted that the monk was extremely angry, seeing that there was
no sign of a "no da" anywhere.
Miaka
looked at her father from under the veil. Somehow she had known the day
couldn't have been perfect. "Dad… please!" He turned his look to Miaka. "What,
sugar? Don't I get a chance to kiss the bride?" She frowned. Her father started towards her. She was
tempted to fly into his arms. She had missed having a father for so long… but
this was different. This man was not the father she wanted to know. Chichiri,
sensing it time to step in, brought his hand up to the level of his eyes
(Phantom of the Opera!!!) and sent the man flying through the magically opened
doors. "It will always be my duty to protect you, Miaka. He is gone for now, but
I don't think that's the last you'll see of him no da.
The
people applauded Chichiri, who smiled. Tetsuya finally let go of Taka, who he
had been restraining for some time. Taka noted the fingernail marks in his
arms. The monk cleared his throat. "Let's continue no da. Everyone settled
down, and Taka had a chance to admire his bride. Gorgeous, he thought, and
she's mine. He straightened his back and glanced cautiously at his family. His
mother and father… all of his siblings… they were all looking at him, smiling.
The
rest of the wedding was flawless, thank goodness. It seemed to zoom by.
Finally, the monk spoke words that had, in the eyes of the bride and groom,
been spoken a long long time ago. "I now pronounce you husband and wife no da.
You may kiss the bride." Mr. And Mrs. Taka Sukunami walked joyfully out of the
church to the limousine that was taking them to the reception.
It
was a fairly uneventful reception. The cake was cut and devoured, people were
greeted, kisses and hugs were given, cheeks were pinched, and everyone had a
jolly old time. Miaka threw her bouquet, and, without expecting it, Yui caught
it. She blushed and everyone was giggling. Tetsuya jumped into the air to make
sure he caught the garter, which caused Yui to blush even more. Miaka was happy
to get out of her dress, changing into a simple spring-dress… I can't think of
the word right now… but it'll come to me. Taka was rather upset at the fact
that his car had been completely vandalized by a certain redhead. After helping
Miaka into the car, the two drove towards the airport to catch their plane.
**End**
Well, I hope this rewrite
ties into the other chapters better. Feedback is needed! Thanks and be on the
lookout for new chapters!
-- your tired author
