Aya stood near her brother but at some point during the exchange of vows, she'd pulled Yuushi up to stand with her needing him with her. Ran and Ken's words to each other just stirring a need to have her own soulmate with her. Her head pressed softly against the taller man's chest arms curled around his waist. She was so happy and everything was utterly perfect. Ran had gone through so much in the last few years. True she never did find out what happened while he was in captivity but, from the looks and whispers she felt it best to not press for details, but seeing her brother now... she knew that whatever demons still lay within his soul, Ken would gladly slay them all. That was all she wanted for her brother, was for him to be loved the way she knew he deserved to be, and she knew he'd found it.

Strong arms wrapped about Aya's slim form as the golden Knight held her close, Yuushi wanting desperately to kiss his fiancée but he was not about to try to take attention from the two grooms on the day that had been so long in the planning. He sniffled lightly and tried to stop crying but the pure bliss on the pair's faces was absolutely amazing and made him so happy to know that two people who'd gone through so much loss in their lives, enduring a Hell on earth, had finally reached their own personal Heaven which god have pity on the person who tried to interrupt it. Wrapping his arms tightly about Aya's shoulders he pressed a soft kiss the top of her head, knowing that if they were half this blissful on their own wedding day he would be able to live and die a very happy man. He already would be able to, just having had Aya in his life.

His own tears of utter content welled in his eyes, wetting his dark rubied lashes as he stared down at Ken's face, holding his love's hand in his. Moments ago he'd slipped the gold, diamond, and onyx ring onto the man's finger, his own now wedding band encircling his pale finger next to the simple gold engagement band. As the ordained Kritiker member proclaimed them life partners, the tears fully fell from Ran's gemmed eyes. All shields of indifference gone from his eyes to just let Ken see the complete splendor of his violet gaze still brimmed with tears of happiness.

As the minister said his final words, Ran just stared down at the man's face, utterly enraptured by the tranquility and love captured on his visage, the sweetness of their relationship brightening his youthful features. Glimpses of memory and flashbacks went through his mind, pictures of every step of their relationship leading up to this point. It had been such a long journey and well worth it, every single step, good and bad, happy and hurtful. Every single part of his past had led him to this day.

A slow sigh escaped his lips as he kept his left hand in Ken's right, his other fingers sliding along his cheek into his hair to cradle his head. Their lips met for the first time as fully unified spouses, any previous uncertainties and fears of their relationship gone as they felt the perfect circular bands signifying their love on their hands as they held one another. The kiss was sweet and long but chaste enough to not lead to anything else while in front of all of their friends and people they considered family. The pure emotion in the soft meeting of lips was easily seen, the way the two held fast to one another as if they were the only ones in the world just brought forth more tears from the gathering of people on the rooftop.

At the sound of applauding... which had actually been going on for many minutes now, they'd been too caught up in the touch of their lips and bodies to realize it... Ran and Ken pulled from the warm kiss, their arms still wrapped about one another before they slipped to just hold one another's hands. Ken was graced with a bright true smile from the redhead, the corners of his lips turning up and rosen lips showing pure ivory teeth in his smile. It was a full on smile. Expect Ken to swoon.

And swoon he did, only he fell forward clasping the male in his arms as he burrowed his head against his newly wedded spouse's chest. He glanced up at him sea green eyes swimming in pools of blue falling on the blinding smile. He sighed and started dragging him back up the aisle amidst the applause.

Aya giggled as she watched the pair run off and was suddenly inundated with falling petals and suddenly softly falling snow. She looked around as the cities lights died down and the revelry down in the street continued. She glanced over her shoulder at the bank tower and looked at the time. 12:01am. January 1. "That kiss was perfectly timed." She glanced over at her fiancé and brushed a few flecks of snow from his hair. "Happy New Year, Yuushi." Standing on her tiptoes she pressed her lips to the male's and sighed happily in the warmth of his arms.

As he watched the pair run off down to the double doors, Youji grinned. A hand swooped down to yank the redheaded secretary into his arms. Without warning a possessive kiss swooped down to claim hers. After a breathless moment, his green eyes sparkled as he looked into her own. "Happy New Year, Hanae... I mean Manx." He winked teasingly and kissed her softly once more.

Smiling softly up at the lanky blonde, the long time secretary who brought Weiß their missions rubbed her hand along his arm laced about her waist. Manx batted a hand lightly at his but met her deep aqua eyes to his emerald, returning the gentle New Year's kiss. She'd always wanted someone to start the New Year with, to kiss at midnight...

"You know the rules, Youji. Only the real name while we're alone." Giving him a soft charming giggle she clasped his hand, her other lacing up into his thick honey colored hair to draw his head down to hers. Full glossed lips brushed over his ear in a soft whisper, "Be a good boy and you can call me Hanae all you like later tonight, Youji." Blinking away a few snowflakes that fell onto her dark lashes, she snuggled into his arms, murmuring 'cold' under her breath. A faint blush touched over her cheeks from the cold or also the thought of being alone with the charming male. They really hadn't much, both still trying to figure if this was a good idea being 'business partners'. This was their first real public appearance together and it was something that so far Manx was liking very much. "Akemashite omedeto gozaimasu, Youji..." she said and started to lean in for another kiss, wanting another touch of those warm lily soft lips against the cold chill of winter. For all her complaining and mild bicker with the man over the years over his big mouth or his smoking, she sure didn't seem to mind it now.

"Fishing off the company pier..." Birman whispered in her soft tones as she passed by the two.

"Shh shh!" Manx sent a light glare the woman's way and stayed in Youji's arms, her fingers combing through his hair to flick away snowflakes. "Hush or I tell about your long ago crush on-"

"Shh shhh!" Birman answered back and moved away to go talk to Reiichi before a full out secretary war was ensued.

"Hm hm." Manx smirked victoriously and looked back to the wire assassin. "Manx: one. Birman: zero. Now. Where was I..."

Moving his hands to bring the hood up over his fiancée's head to cover her soft curls, Yuushi stared down at the young woman's sweet innocent face. She'd always somehow be the epitome of youth and beauty to him, no matter how old she got. "It went perfectly love. Happy New Year, Aya. The ceremony was beautiful." Smiling at the woman he knew he was to marry this year, Yuushi dipped his head to fully capture Aya's lips between his.

~ ~ ~

It seemed to be a night for blossoming love and romance set under the bright star filled sky with the virgin snow falling to cover the city once more. Pulled along with Ken down the aisle under a shower of white rose and gentian petals and delicate snowflakes, Ran laughed softly and led them to the elevator to go down to the lower floor for the reception. Though a part of him just longed to be alone with him and soon, this was a single night that he wanted to share with all those that had made it possible. And that meant pushing away all selfish thoughts of hoarding his beautiful husband away to the honeymoon as quickly as possible.

Hardly meant though that he couldn't enjoy the snippets of full alone time that were given to him...

The two assassins who for the moment could forget what they truly were in life were wrapped in one another's arms kissing in the elevator taking them down. For a wonderful shining moment it didn't matter what the next mission would bring, or if he would face Schwarz again in the near future, Ran thought only of his beloved spouse returning his soft kisses as he pressed him against the elevator wall. A soft moan escaped the redhead's lips as felt the compartment slow down but he didn't release his close hold on Ken's waist, holding the male close against him. He was delicate in his hold and kisses, not wanting to wrinkle either of the white suits or start something both knew it could be hours until they could fully continue it in their own marriage bed.

Pulling away, large pale hands cupped over Ken's cheeks and Ran's lips fell to his forehead to kiss away a few melting snowflakes which had landed on his brow. A warm affectionate smile touched his lips as he saw the silken petals in the man's hair, imagining he had a few but he could pick them out later. "How I love you, Ken..." he said in his usual quiet tones, tracing the gentle lines of the former soccer player's face.

Ken let himself be held, not that he really felt like separating. His smile was as bright as Ran had probably ever seen it, all the love and affection and joy present and glowing in his sea green gaze. "I love you too, Hidaka-san." He giggled softly and flung himself into his spouse's arms for another kiss. He didn't need to be a precog to know that the next few hours were going to be filled with stolen passionate kisses which barely veiled the intense love and desire between the two. Ken could already hear the teasing banter of the upcoming honeymoon. He was already blushing from all the supposed comments he had running in his mind and from the earlier chill of the outdoors and just his overall happiness.

Sighing happily Ken nuzzled himself deeply into Ran's arms and let the joy of the moment wash over him. Nothing could spoil this for him, not the past, nor whatever inevitably loomed on the future, he felt that good at the moment. Everything was about Ran and their wedding and spending their lives together. "They're going to be prying the elevator doors soon. We should go see what Aya made of the reception."

A bright smile spread over Ran's lips as Ken called him by his new last name, the full reality of the fact that he was now actually married to his love hitting him. Ran Fujimiya-Hidaka and Ken Hidaka-Fujimiya. "Fujimiya-san..." he whispered into his ear, the pair murmuring their married full names to one another between brushed kisses turning hotter and deeper with each passing second, the pair keeping the open mouthed kisses controlled. As the redhead felt his control starting to slip he just curled his arms about the male fitting him against his form, resting his chin atop Ken's head. His spouse's tucked up under his chin and nuzzling against his neck.

Idly stroking his hands down the male's back, he tipped his head to press soft butterfly kisses over his sweetly blushing face enjoying the taste of his soft skin under his lips. He was utterly content to stare down at the male, utterly unable to keep his hands off of him even in the slightest way. His fingers touched adoringly over his nose and lips, amazed at his childish attractiveness. Despite all they'd been through and the years they'd been assassins, somehow Ken had never lost that touch of innocence in him that shone like a deep calm ocean in his eyes. He knew it was something that had made him fall completely in love with the younger man, his own lost innocence that only seemed to not be so lost in Ken's presence. "They'll come get us when they're ready for the reception to begin... I imagine the doors are locked so we couldn't get a sneak peek..."

Right on cue the elevator doors slid open and Aya was standing there, the cloak removed, with Yuushi flanking her side. She waved her arm to the side giggling softly at the besotted looks on both of the men. She glanced up at Yuushi and smiled. "I hope I look as happy as they do when you finally make an honest woman of me." She winked lightly then turned her attention back to the newlyweds.

Ken blushed and dragged Ran out with him excited to see the reception and do the obligatory schmoozing so as they could get to the honeymoon sooner.

Double doors stood open as Ken walked in with Ran. His jaw fell to the floor. It looked like a glass palace. The snowy theme was carried indoors. Tissue thin coils of white paper littered the floor nearly ankle deep simulating fallen snow. The tables were covered in white glitter satin and covered lightly with more of the papery snow. Glass tables held the food and a glass like surface was centered in the middle beneath a gauzy tent, the dance floor. It was simulated to look like a frozen lake. It was a shallow pool about two inches deep with a heavy clear plexiglass layer on top. Beneath the surface pools of silvered gel and glitter slid along the surface of the water beneath the glass surface. The typical wedding fare food was laid out on glass tables. The cake lay as the centerpiece to the food next to it a white leather Bugunk and an ivory hilted katana lay ready for when the cake was going to be cut.

The crowning touch to the whole atmosphere were the walls. They were painted black and along the walls and ceiling were small white Christmas lights recreating the various constellations that one would find outside on the roof. Covering the walls was a very thin fabric giving it a cloud like feel. The room was lit by hundreds of artificial candles and gardenia, rose, and jasmine scented incense burned inconspicuously. Aya had recreated the natural landscape of the roof and had brought it indoors.

Ken was stunned at the appearance and all their friends inundating them once more with flower petals and applauding. He blushed more as everyone started ringing small silver bells in unison. He turned to his new spouse and as custom and tradition demanded he stood up and pressed a soft yet passionate kiss to his spouse.

His own blush touched his cheeks as he turned his own body closer to Ken's, meeting the soft kiss as the soft sound of the twinkling sound of the bells ringing softly like the angel's chimes. Pulling away as they both started to instinctively deepen the kiss, he smiled softly at his new husband and reached to curl their fingers together. His cheeks were still touched with the dusty rose shade as he looked out at all of their wedding guests clapping for their pair; he so did not like being the center of attention and flocked over but this was... a nice type of attention. Glancing over at Aya to give her a warm look of appreciation, he let a few people lead the pair over to one of the long tables set out with chairs for pictures.

Settling down in the chair after pulling Ken's out for him, he ran his fingertips idly over the rim of a champagne glass set in front of him, just listening to the light ringing sound. Eyeing the crystalline glass he blinked, a bit surprised to see the two glasses set in front of himself and Ken had frosted images of a Bugnuk crossed with a katana. Aya... went all out for this. Sighing softly and amazed that she could handle planning two weddings, Crasher business, school, her own powers training, and be in a deep steady relationship, Ran glanced over to his sister sitting close by his side.

He already knew the 'itinerary' of the reception. Best man speech from Youji would be made and the big toast, any other speeches anyone else wanted to give, eating, then the cake would be cut and yet another traditional toasts, dancing, socializing...

Letting the soft smile touch over his mouth once more, Ran curled his fingers about Ken's hand and lifted it to press against his lips fondly, his violet eyes still taking in the white perfection of the room so artfully made to resemble a snowfield under a deep winter sky.

The reception went along smoothly. With Youji's most embarrassing toast which regaled to the guests nearly every embarrassing tale of their ascension into wedded bliss being told to their friends. Nights when Youji just knew as he stumbled up the stairs after a long night and hearing Ken scream in climax at the top of his lungs, that Ran was doing right by Ken. After all it wasn't every day two people could make each other scream bloody murder in the heat of the moment. He then told of how he knew when the pair were bound together forever. It had been in the following hours after Ken's initial proposal and Ran had carried a besotted look over his features the entire ride home, looking at Ken in awe and wonder seeming to thank the gods for placing Ken on the earth and for allowing Ran to meet him and be blessed with his love. Ending with the honor to be the first to toast to the happy couple and that he wished them both the best in the future knowing that it wouldn't be easy but it would be bearable so long as they had each other.

Other speeches followed, Manx, and Birman telling of how they'd known from first seeing the two together that it was something special between them, something rare and unique. They felt honored to be witnesses to such and obviously happy union. Yuushi spoke of Ran's time with the Crashers and he was much relieved that the other Fujimiya wasn't nearly as frigid and was in fact quite warm and cuddly, which got him a light smack on the arm and a blushing fiancée who shushed him up and rose to her speech. Thanking Ran for all he'd done for her in the past years, for taking on the role of both father and mother for her, for being a brother any one would kill for. She moved on to thank Ken for bringing her brother back to her. She welcomed him to their family and she thanked him for welcoming her into his. She told of sweet encounters she'd witnessed between the pair comparing them to her childhood with her brother.

By the time Aya's speech was done, it was impossible to find a dry eye in the room.

The dancing commenced shortly thereafter with Ran and Ken leading the first dance, Aya dancing with each partner before swinging into the arms of her fiancé. Youji siding into step easily with Manx leaning in every once in a while to whisper lewd and playful suggestions into her ear. The overall romantic atmosphere was tangible, all radiating and becoming infected by the obvious love of the two in the middle of the floor oblivious to everyone but them and the music.

Her laughter soft and subdued, Manx batted a hand at Youji's arm but settled closer into his arms, curling his fingers up into his soft honey hair to keep him near her. Smiling softly, she closed her eyes and laid her head down on his shoulder, enjoying the warm brush of his breath over the sensitive skin of her ear and his smooth tones, the voice of a seducing angel, whispering to her. Dancing near the two were Yuushi and Aya, the golden blonde tossing glances every so often to the married couple before completely focusing on his own Fujimiya. Holding the young woman close in his arms, Yuushi felt the tiny butterflies stir in his stomach realizing the next wedding he went to would be his own. As always though the closeness and warmth of his fiancée in his arms soothed away any of the nervous jitters and he soon lost himself in the music and her closeness. The final member of Weiß was also dancing with his girlfriend, and Omi was very ecstatic to see that though Sakura had watched the redhead while he danced with his new husband, her attention was now fully on him.

The first song drifted off as the next one began, more people flocking near the couple to dance with them. Ran and Ken rotated off, dancing with their guests on every other song and returning to one another's arms soon enough. Though it was mostly their adult friends that approached them to dance and congratulate them, a young girl with dark blue hair approached to dance with Ran, led along by Birman. She was blind.

After sending Yamada Miyu to dance with Ran, the young girl standing on the man's feet as they danced and smiling adoringly at him though she'd never once seen his face, Birman let herself be pulled into Ken's arms to dance. The secretary smiled softly as she heard the girl address the leader of Weiß as 'Ran-niichan' and looked to meet Ken's bright aqua gaze. "Be careful, Ken-kun, I think that little girl adores your Ran almost as much as you do." Dropping him a light wink, Birman glanced over at Ran and the child he was dancing with. "Did Ran-kun ever tell you about that girl?"

Ken glanced back at the small girl then turned his attention back to Birman. "No he didn't. There's something specific about her? I thought she was an old friend of the family when Ran mentioned to put her on the guest list." Now he was curious. If Birman knew something was up with the girl and was somehow connected to Ran, he wanted to know. He wasn't jealous or anything, okay maybe a little. This girl obviously was important to Ran to have her come to the wedding. He shook his head at the secretary and smiled. "I'll ask him about it later."

Suddenly a small bell started chiming. Ken looked to see Aya swinging a small golden bell in her hand standing next to the cake and two weapons. Yuushi's arm about the woman's slender waist her free hand locked in his. When she had everyone's attention, Aya called out, "Now would the two newlyweds place come here and cut the cake. I'm starving!"

Laughing, Ken shook his head and pulled away from Birman bowing lightly as he sought out his spouse. Offering his arm to the redhead he brushed a warm kiss to his cheek before bringing them to the table.

Aya beamed. "Okay you two... time to shi-ne the cake." She giggled happily and twirled out of the way glomping herself to Yuushi's side, motioning the photographer to capture the moment.

"Haha, you are so funny," Ran biidahed the dark haired girl lightly as he took one of Ken's hands in his, picking up the miniature ivory hilted katana. He never really thought a katana could be cute but... it was. He smiled lightly as he held the small weapon in his hand, squeezing Ken's hand in his other as they moved to stand behind the two cakes, the bride's and the groom's. Great. Looks like he'd be admitting to being 'the bride' in front of everyone when he sliced the large white icing caked. "I have not done that in a long time and I refuse to hold this little thing," he said, holding up the mini-katana to have mock terror screams from those assembled, "over my head and shout ... that."

"Oh come on, Ran-kun!" Omi grinned, standing up close to watch the two do the traditional champagne sip and cake cutting. "The icing! It needs to be shi-ne'd!" Giggling softly, he cuddled his girlfriend at his side, Omi and Sakura bickering lightly over what was better, the white or the chocolate cake.

Murmuring that he was unamused and it was against the rules to tease him on his wedding day, he glanced over to Ken and felt the male put his hand over his, standing behind him and slightly to the side. The polished and sharp blade easily slid through the thick icing while everyone clapped and camera bulbs flashed as he leaned back against Ken's broad chest, for once not minding all the attention though he did find it funny that only as a wedding would people get so enthused for a simple cutting of cake. Pushing that sarcastic and cynical thought aside, he leaned his head back and turned to meet his lips to Ken's, every single camera in the place catching that moment with their mouths together and the katana still in the cake.

Ken's Bugnuk wasn't a miniature but a regular sized one and one which he wore to help cut the cake. He helped his spouse pull the slice and laughed softly as held it up to Ran's lips. He really, really, really, wanted to mush it in his face but he knew his love would retaliate in all kinds of other ways. He also knew how sensitive the male was to ridicule and jeers and wanted to spare him that even if it was for the best of intentions. He'd not so long ago promised to cherish and protect this man for eternity and he planned to show him that every chance he got. Even when expectation and tradition stated it was perfectly fine to mash the cake in Ran's face, he wouldn't. He respected the man too much.

Lifting up a slice of the cake on his own weapon-cake cutter, Ran dropped his new spouse a light wink as he closed his lips over the offered cake. As he ate the sweet iced cake, he noted that mischievous shine in Ken's bright aqua eyes and then it faded to just show the love and respect the brunette had for him. Giving him a soft sweet smile, his lips parted to mouth 'smush away'.

It pleased him to no end that Ran had given him permission but he still wouldn't do it. It was a mild form of humiliation and degradation. Not really but it could be seen that way, especially to someone who'd been through what Ran had gone though. Ken winked softly at his spouse and lightly shook his head enough for Ran to notice and lifted a fork and speared the soft cake offering the mouthwatering confection to the redhead. He wanted today to be perfect, besides, knowing how he was, Ken knew that had he done so, Ran would have been removing wedding cake from his sinuses for a week. Not something he wanted to subject his spouse to. Yet, as he stood there with the fork, at the last minute he compromised mentally with himself and swirled a dollop of icing on his fingers and smeared it over Ran's lips laughing softly before kissing away the soft foamy sweetness.

Deep violet ice eyes which had a warmth in them that Ran had years ago never thought he would regain blinked in mild confusion as he found himself not wearing a cake-mask but he shrugged it off for now. He could always ask Ken about it later on when they were alone. Often times whenever they went into gatherings or any type of outing (the few times that Ran would go out into a crowded public) when they returned home they would discuss it from every single aspect. Whenever Ken told of some gathering they had gone to - whether it was a dinner party for Weiß and Crashers the secretaries threw or a night out at the movies - Ran always felt as if he had been at a completely different location altogether. Ran was observant in cold precise details, but Ken noticed the vibrant things of life, things that made a person who they were and retold each aspect of every minute of his evening with his own bright vitality. He was sure their wedding reception would be no different.

His tongue flicked out to lick at the male's fingers, cleaning them a bit of the icing on them before he raised his own hand to lace into his hair. Soft lips smeared with icing touched on Ken's, his lips parting to rub his tongue along his mate's lips, inviting him to taste the sweetness of his mouth with the confection of their wedding cake on his lips. Their mouths rubbed over one another, keeping for the most part their tongues to themselves before they could get out of control and they drew away after a moment, the pale icing brushed over the former soccer player's lips now as well. Ran's pale fingers reached over to pick up the champagne bottle chilling in ice by the cake, pouring the pale yellow beverage into the two glasses. He handed one to his husband and kept his own for himself, the two doing the traditional linking of arms and drinking from one another's glasses while every camera in the place went off again.

With giddy excited energy, Ken pulled the Bugnuk off and placed the small katana back down on the table and dragged Ran off laughing cheerily as he spun the redhead out into the dance floor, dragging him through the motions of yet another waltz this one peppered with hot steamy kisses and well hidden and placed gropes, generally enjoying the day for what it was. Perfection.

Soft muffled squeaks passed over Ran's lips as he felt his love's hands move over him, brushing and squeezing faintly while Ken's lips fell on his. After the waltz ended a slower song came on and he stayed on the dance floor with the younger assassin, utterly content wrapped in his hold and his arms about Ken's own form. Dipping his head low to Ken's ear, the two danced close against one another, off in their own world and swaying to the music. "Best stop that before we start the honeymoon here..." he said softly, a light blush touching his cheeks and he pulled his thoughts back to the present moment before his mind went off into happy blissful land. "Speaking of which when we were dancing, Birman mentioned she and Manx wanted to give us our wedding present privately before we leave for the rest of the evening..."

Hours went by like this. The two of them lost in a euphoric haze of love and joy. Dancing, chatting, munching on cake, drinking champagne. The reception traditions went off without a hitch. Since there had been no bouquet, Ran had tossed his boutonniere into the mix of single men and women followed by Ken's. It had more than a bit of a surprise to see that both Manx and Youji had caught the small flowers. They'd since disappeared from the reception hand in hand giggling softly with conspiratorial giggles. Ken had teased to Ran in his ear about how Youji was going to introduce Manx to Seven and fog windows up. Ran had blushed and pulled the younger male into a tight kiss eliciting a soft squeak from the brunette. Yuushi and Aya were off in their own little world dancing gracefully, their movements and obvious devotion to one another reminiscent of a faerie tale princess and her prince charming. The two of them were currently talking intimately in a corner most likely making plans for their own future. Omi and Sakura talking amiably the girl firmly entwined in the boy's lap looking at him as if he were the only person in the world. (Much to Ken's hidden relief.)

Now the intimate throng of people were gathered around the happy couple ushering them with yet another endless spray of flower petals into the waiting limousine waiting to take them to places unknown to them and known to Aya. Well and to Ran too but he didn't know they were going where they were going. Which was in fact the familiar winter home of the Fujimiyas which Aya had had renovated and repaired to make it a modern day mini-estate complete with all the amenities. Designed to be the marital home of the two and their home away from home from the pressures of Weiß and Kritiker. Aya truly had thought of everything.

As the limousine pulled away from the building, Ran blushed faintly and even released a tiny giggle to see that the windows of Youji's Super Seven parked outside were indeed fogged up a bit, but the two were leaning against the side of it, staring up at the stars of the winter sky. As the white limo passed by the couple, the redheaded secretary turned her head to look at the limo and mouthed 'wet bar' with a wink before settling back into the lanky blonde's arms. Mysterious secretary...

"They look good together..." Ran mused more to himself than anything else even as he tried to understand the woman's mouthed words. Finally figuring it out, he nuzzled Ken close against him and reached over to the wet bar in the limousine's cabin, finding a thin long envelope with their married names written in neat calligraphy across the front. Glancing at Ken in mild confusion, he carefully opened the envelope to reveal a series of official looking documents with signatures scrawled in the right places. As Ran looked at all the papers, his eyes widened as what they were slowly registered and his confirmation came in the form of a small handwritten note.

'Dearest Ran and Ken,
'I have watched you two grow over the years from... well... I imagine I already said most of this in my speech at the reception but I shall repeat myself for once. Ken... I watched you as a young boy almost a child, angry and lost in the world, looking for a place. Searching for a way to trust again, searching for answers we unfortunately could not give you. We could only give you a way to find those answers on your own, and you did... no matter how hurtful they may have been you strove for that truth and that justice. Ran... the member of Weiß I have known the longest except perhaps Omi. From your first days in Kritiker to your days in Weiß I watched over you almost as a mother would a child. Like Ken you were hurt and lost, but you told yourself that you knew the way to achieve your sought out answers. I slowly watched you hide your true self from the world to protect it.
'And I watched the two of you find the answers you needed in one another, in whatever form they came. I knew of your relationship almost every step of the way and never thought to interfere. How did I know? Don't you know, I know everything. I just know you. And I hoped and prayed that one day you both could find some unity and tranquillity in one another.
'You two are both my favorites. But don't tell that to Omi and Youji.
'This day has been a long time coming, boys, and one of the happiest days I've ever been witness to. Watching you find your answers in Weiß and finally one another.
'But everything must come to an end... There are possibly more answers you seek that Weiß cannot answer, that you have to find on your own. Together. This is my and Birman's gift to you today on your wedding day, for all your loyal work. Enclosed in this envelope are your release papers from Weiß and Kritiker, already signed with the necessary signatures. All are needed are your own signatures and the date you wish to be released.
'Please do keep in touch after you choose to leave. If you don't, I'll be forced to find you and shoot you.

'Manx'

Ran stared in shock at the neatly written note, mainly at the last comment. "I... hope she's kidding..."

'PS - Don't know if I'm kidding or not, do you? Happy wedding day, Ran Fujimiya-Hidaka and Ken Hidaka-Fujimiya.'