A Demon's Love pt. 18
(Author's note: //...// means song lyrics)
They walked out into the late morning sunlight trying to dislodge the rice and rose petals in their hair and clothing as the large chapel doors closed behind them. They smiled wide smiles of happiness and love. Kizna placed a small hand to her neck and felt the dangling beads and cold metal of the necklace.
"Thank you," she whispered as she turned to her new husband smiling.
"You're welcome," he whispered back, into her ear as he pulled her close.
They turned quickly to hear the sound of the chapel doors creaking open as weeping women and cheering men milled out of the chapel, headed for the ballroom. Kurama pulled her to the side as family and friends walked by congratulating them. He shook their hands, and she smiled and greeted a polite hello. Old and young, the women walked by, holding handkerchiefs, saturated with tears and smeared with make-up. Men walked, giving congratulatory pats on Kurama's shoulder and well-meaning handshakes.
Kizna looked curiously at the crying women as they walked by holding the handkerchiefs tightly to their eyes. 'Why are they crying?' Kizna thought as she studied them. 'How odd.' Kurama looked down to her and smiled. From the depths of her silver eyes, he could see a curious light shining. Kizna turned as she felt his eyes looking down on her.
"What are you thinking?'' Kurama asked smiling.
"Why are they crying?" she asked as she looked at some of the women walked by with soddened tissues and handkerchiefs.
"They're happy," he replied smiling as he pulled her tighter into his arms. "Humans like to cry for times when they're happy."
Kizna smiled as she leaned her head onto his shoulder. Patting her eyes dry, Shiori walked out with the last group, consisting of Yusuke, Keiko, Botan, Hiei, Koenma, and Kuwabara. Along with the disguised prince, Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara quickly walked to Kurama's side. Shiori and the others walked to her side as they wiped the last of their tears.
"Hm," grumbled Hiei as Kurama took his idle hand into a handshake.
Yusuke and the other boys chuckled.
"That was wonderful," said Keiko softly as she pulled the fairy into an embrace.
"Thank you," Kizna replied softly as returned and pulled out of the embrace. "Shiori- San."
"Kizna," Shiori whispered as she hugged her new daughter tightly. "Welcome."
"Thank you," Kizna replied happily.
Kizna pulled out of the embrace as the ferry girl pulled her into another one. Botan's eyes shined with new unshed tears as she looked at the small fairy in a new light. Even with a long white gown and a veil, Kizna was as innocent as the day Botan met her. Botan felt the hot tears begin to fall as she quickly pulled out of the embrace. She tried to stop the endless flow, but to no avail.
"Here," said a deep voice softly.
Kizna and Keiko turned to the owner of the voice and let out quiet giggles. Botan turned and met Koenma's brown eyes in a deep gaze. In his hands, he held a small handkerchief made of fine, expensive Rekai cloth. They stared at one another, unable to move from the gaze. Noticing Botan's daze, Koenma unfolded the handkerchief and gently wiped her tears away, never removing his eyes from hers. She savored his intimate caress and leaned into his warm touch.
Kurama and the others watched silently, wondering if there was more than could meet the eye of Koenma and Botan's friendship. Blushing, both quickly pulled away as they realized they were being watched. Kizna and Keiko let out seemingly long held giggles and laughs. The laughter abruptly stopped as a blushing Botan pulled a surprised Keiko away headed for the ballroom.
"Suuichi," whispered Shiori as she pulled her son into an embrace.
"Mother," he whispered in reply of a silent understanding.
Kurama reached his hand out to his new bride asking her to take it. Kizna gently placed her hand in his as Shiori tightly clasped their hands together as though she were trying to bond them to one another, forever. Shiori nodded and turned to walk to the ballroom leaving them with a silent understanding. With a mischievous glint in the two lovers' eyes, they turned to Koenma.
"Koenma," began Kizna smiling innocently. "We were wondering..."
"If," started Kurama smirking. "There was anything going on between you and Botan."
The blush on Koenma's face returned as the others turned to him with curiously raised eyebrows. The Rekai prince stood stark and silent blushing brighter as the moments passed.
"Well?" asked Kizna still smiling innocently.
Trying to keep his dignity, Koenma raised his head high, turned on his heels, and walked off towards the ball room, leaving the others to burst out laughing.
"Come, everyone is waiting for us," said Kurama as Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara walked ahead of the newlyweds.
The guests milled excitedly into the ballroom as they signed into the guest book. Shiori greeted them all with a warm smile. Guests picked up small cards telling them where to sit around the grand ballroom and walked to their seats in a quiet chatter. Caterers set the last of the decorations and the necessities for the buffet as chefs brought out plates piled high with appetizers and entrees. Sitting on a table on its own, a large white wedding cake stood decorated with white, red, and pink roses. Atop the cake, two dancing figures stood in crystal. Guests marveled at the sight as they whispered on the bride's fine taste. A professional photographer walked around as he snapped pictures of guests and scenery.
Botan walked in nervously, dragging Keiko along behind her. She and Keiko signed in and took their places at the main table.
"He's quite a gentleman" teased Keiko receiving a nod.
"I know," Botan replied blushing brightly.
They chatted quietly as they listened to the soft music coming from the D.J.'s table. They looked up nervously as Koenma walked towards their table after he signed the guest book. Keiko giggled.
Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei opened the large ballroom door and walked inside leaving Kurama and Kizna outside as the door closed behind them. Kizna looked curiously at her new husband and smiled a wondering smile. Kurama smiled back, knowing her silent question.
"It is a custom, here in the Ningekai," he began as he turned to her. "That the bride and groom must wait outside the reception area until they are announced."
"How wonderful," she replied in understanding as she leaned deep into his arms tightly holding onto him.
He held her close as he listened to the soft music coming from inside.
"Where are they?" Shiori asked as Yusuke and Kuwabara finished signing in.
"Hm," replied Hiei as he walked off.
"Get back here shrimp!" Kuwabara cried as he grabbed Hiei's collar. "I bet you don't even know where to go. You didn't even sign in."
Hiei glared menacingly at Kuwabara as he silently wished he had his katana. 'Stupid human,' he thought angrily. Yusuke turned to Shiori ignoring the sight.
"They're outside," said Yusuke slightly annoyed at his bickering friends.
Shiori nodded happily and signaled the D.J. of their arrival. Shiori turned towards Hiei and the red head to see them glaring at one another. She let out a soft giggle.
"Here Hiei," said Shiori kindly as she handed Hiei a pen. "Sign the guest book."
Hiei studied the gold and silver pen in his hand. He walked unsurely to the guest book thick with paper and signatures. He studied the humans' odd script and print. He made small test swirls on a blank line as he began to write his name slowly in inexperienced print along with a cryptic message in the Makai alphabet. He smirked proudly at his finished work. Shiori handed him a card, reading his name and a table number. Quickly, she lead them to the table where Keiko, Botan, and Koenma were waiting.
"Well!" a loud voice bellowed from a microphone, bringing everyone's attention to the D.J. "I have a feeling that something special is going on today... Is that right?"
The tables around the room erupted in loud applause and cheers of excitement.
Kurama and Kizna looked up from each other's arms and turned to the door as they heard the loud bellows of an excited D.J.
"It's almost time," said Kurama smiling.
"Yes," she replied excitedly.
They locked in one last deep kiss as they turned nervously and excitedly toward the grand door.
"Well then," the D.J. continued through his microphone. "Why don't we all welcome a few people very special to all of us then?"
More excited applause and cheers echoed through the room as the D.J. prepared the audience for the newlyweds' grand entrance.
"Well why don't welcome Mr. and Mrs. Minamo Suuichi!" he bellowed making a thunderous round of claps and cheers echo around the ballroom.
The large ballroom doors opened revealing a smiling couple behind them.
A smile spread across their faces as they heard their names announced calling them to make their grand entrance. Tightly, he clasped her hand in his they opened the large doors together. Rose petals, rice, bubbles, cheers, and applause bombarded them, making them get lost in the swirls of excitement. Millions of flash bulbs went off around them all of the guests wanting souvenirs and gifts. Kurama shook hands with many of his family members as Kizna smiled and giggled at the excitement. He gently lead her through the curious crowd to the table as the others greeted them with smiling faces.
"LETS GET THE PARTY STARTED!" the D.J. cried as the crowd answered with loud cheers and applause.
Loud music began to play as guests moved to the dance floor and to the buffet. Many helped themselves to the fine food and wine. Kizna walked up with her husband to the buffet to see the fine and expensive food set for them and the guests. She mimicked his movements, unsure of what to do herself as she fooled everyone into thinking she was a lady of refinement. They walked to the table and quietly sat down as the music, talk, and dancing roared around them. She looked at her forks and utensils curiously as she wondered what to do. Kurama looked over to her and smiled at her innocence. Gently, he grasped her hand and placed a fork in it patiently guiding her. She smiled.
"Thank you," she said softly as a blush fell upon her face.
He pulled her close and laid a light kiss on her hair as he inhaled all of her scents making him intoxicated with the mixture of roses and fruit. He watched as she placed a small piece of food into her mouth with the manners of a lady. He smiled. She leaned into his touch and smiled.
Kuwabara stood near the table piled with gifts. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a picture. He studied the small photograph and its perfection. It depicted the bride and groom's grand entrance. Both had smiling faces as they held hands tightly with their free hands opening the door with the rice, bubbles, rose petals, and the applauding guests, forever frozen in time and destiny. He smiled. He picked up the silver frame and placed the picture inside. He smiled once more and made his way back to the others after he set the picture down.
Yusuke, Kuwabara, Hiei, Koenma, Botan, and Keiko made their way back to the table with plated filled with food and crystal glasses filled with wine and sake. They chatted as the music played around them as they sat down, smiling at their newly wedded friends. Dressed in a black suit, the photographer walked up to them.
"Can I get a picture of the bridal party and groomsmen?" the photographer asked.
The others turned toward Kizna and Kurama waiting for the couple's response. Kizna shrugged as she wondered what a pictured was. Kurama nodded happily. The others said their excuses to Koenma and followed the photographer. Kurama held his hand out to Kizna as she placed her small, pale hand in his large, gentle one. The photographer led them outside to a small area of the temple filled with roaming fields of grass spotted with small white flowers with thousands blooming sakura trees. A light breeze blew, billowing thousands of pink petals through the field. The soft gurgling of a stream echoed through the field as it cut through the trees with a gracefully arching wooden bridge made for people to cross.
The photographer separated the bridesmaids and groomsmen to one side amongst a grove of the sakura trees. Kurama pulled Kizna into his arms and held her tightly. Her slim arms wrapped tightly around him as she closed her eyes and lay her head on his chest listening to his heart. He rested his head lightly on her shoulder as he closed his eyes, enjoying the moment of bliss. The others around them held their heads high and erect and smiled as the photographer snapped the first of many wedding pictures.
"Thank you," said the photographer as he looked up from behind the camera after he took the picture. "May I have a few more shots of the bride and groom?"
The others nodded and walked off leaving the two alone with the photographer. They stood unmoving from the pose they stood in before both wanting to savor the moment. They looked up as they heard the click of the camera echo through the quiet field. The photographer motioned for them to follow as he lead them to the bridge. He quickly rushed across to the other side.
"Could you two start walking across?" asked the photographer, receiving nods in response.
Kurama took her hand in his as they began to walk across looking deep into the one another's eyes as they forgot about everything else in the world. The camera clicked as they reached the height of the bridge with the billions of pink blossoms, shining sun, and the gurgling stream as the background and foreground. They turned to hear a soft cooing sound coming towards them as two, small, white doves fly towards them. Kizna held out her hands and cupped a small white dove in her grasp. Kurama held out his left hand as the other land gracefully on his finger.
"How adorable," Kizna cooed as she studied the quietly cooing bird in her hands.
"They're called doves," explained Kurama smiling. "Humans say that these birds symbolize many things...."
"Like what?" she asked curiously.
"Peace... beauty... love," he replied as the last word came out in a barely audible whisper.
She turned to look up to him unsure of what to say as she blushed. She turned back to the small bird in her hands to try and hide her blushing face. He pulled her close once more, unknowingly moving the two birds closer together. The birds in their hands turned to look deep into one another's eyes. Kurama and Kizna silently watched the birds as they seemed to confess silent vows of love. Their curiously turned to surprise as the two small birds seemed to kiss one another and nuzzle the other's necks with their white feathers.
The blushing bride and her handsome groom smiled. Kurama and Kizna lowered their hands as the birds prepared to unfurl their wings. Kurama and Kizna launched the birds into the air watching as the doves spread their wings ready to fly into destiny with one another side by side. They watched the birds fly swiftly on wings of love and life into the sun to end up in an unknown destination and destiny. They turned to one another once more and got lost in each others' souls. He cupped her cheek and leaned down to her, locking her in a deep kiss. Unbeknownst to them, the photographer looked up from his camera in surprise as he finished taking the pictures.
The photographer watched in fascination as he took pictures of what transpired on the bridge. He knew he didn't bring any of his props and wondered what seemed to have happened. 'How?' he thought bewildered as he came to know conclusion. 'Maybe they're some things best left unsaid.'
He waited until they broke from the kiss and began to walk to them. They turned to him and blushed lightly.
"That was wonderful you two," congratulated the photographer. "You may head back now."
"Thank you," said Kurama as he shook the photographer's hand. "Come Kizna. This day's blessings are not over yet."
Kizna raised a curious eyebrow as he continued to smile. They turned and left the smiling photographer alone on the bridge.
"Could I make a request?" asked Botan as she walked up to the D.J.
"Sure," replied the D.J. "What can I help you with?"
She whispered something into the D.J.'s ear as he nodded in agreement.
"How about after they cut the cake, the bouquet toss, and the garter?" asked the D.J. receiving an excited nod in agreement from Botan.
"Shiori- San," Botan called to the human mother, making her turn toward her. "We have to get Kizna and Kurama to cut the cake and throw the bouquet."
"Why?" Shiori asked curiously.
Botan whispered what she had told the D.J. to her making the human mother smile. Shiori nodded in agreement. They turned as they saw the mid afternoon sunlight flood the ballroom and found the host and hostess of the party enter once more. Botan gave Shiori an excited nod and ran up to the bride and her groom.
"Come on," Botan said excitedly. "They're waiting for you to cut the cake!"
"What?" asked Kizna curiously as she turned to Kurama for answers.
"It's a human custom," replied Kurama happily. "The bride and groom cut and serve each other the first piece of the wedding cake. Then, the bride tosses her bouquet to decide who the next girl to marry will be, and the groom throws the bride's garter."
Kizna smiled.
"All right," she said excitedly.
"WHO WANTS DESSERT?" the D.J. cried once more as he received more cheers and applause from the guests as waiters took their dishes away. "Minamo- San would you do the honors?"
Smiling, Kizna and Kurama walked to the table and looked at the large cake. A cake knife with a white handle with a silver ribbon tied around the handle laid near them. Kurama handed the handle of the knife to her as she unsurely took it. He placed a gentle hand on top of her hand and guided them to the cake as they made the first slice.
The audience around them watched in anticipation wanting to sink their teeth into the sweet indulgence. They slowly cut the second slice revealing the chocolate layers and white icing. A young waiter walked over to them and took the small slice. He placed it on a small platter of fine china and handed it to them with a small fork. Kurama took the plate and cut a small piece onto the fork. She looked unsure of what to do as she waited for his instruction.
"Open your mouth," he gently commanded as she did so.
She felt the soft cake enter her mouth as she closed her lips around the fork. She smiled and blushed. The chocolate filled her mouth making her hungry for more. She took the plate and fork and began to mimic his movements. The audience once more erupted in applause and cheers as the Kurama swallowed the last bite of the cake and locked Kizna once more in a deep kiss.
"Why don't we have all the young ladies and the bride on the dance floor?" the D.J. asked through the microphone. "You all wanna see someone scrabble for the bride's bouquet?"
A loud cheers and applause of agreement echoed through the ballroom as the D.J. did his best to rile the crowd. Kizna and Kurama walked back to the table where Kizna could pick up her bouquet. A large crowd of young girls and women gathered on the dance floor making Kizna giggle at the humans' strangeness.
"What do I do?" she asked curiously. "Just throw it?"
"Stand with your back to them and toss it over your head," Kurama instructed smiling.
She nodded and began to walk out to the dance floor. Kurama excused himself from Botan and Keiko and began to mingle with his family and friends.
"Come on Keiko!" said Botan excitedly as she tried to pull Keiko from the table.
"No!" cried Keiko in disapproval. "You go."
"Are you sure?" Botan asked stubbornly receiving a nod.
Smiling softly, Botan turned and joined the others excitedly in the crowd, leaving Keiko alone at the table with her thoughts. She looked around the room filled with strangers and a few familiar faces. She watched as Kurama began to mingle with Yusuke, Kuwabara, Koenma, and Hiei along with his human family, as they walked around the room. There was no denying it now, she loved Yusuke and almost everyone knew it except Yusuke himself. She sighed forlornly knowing that he could never return her feelings. She heard but ignored the loud cries of the girls who tried to catch Kizna's bouquet. She thought about rushing up to them and trying for one last minute grab at it but decided against it as she remembered the tradition. 'The girl who catches the bride's bouquet will be the next to marry,' she thought but dismissed them not wanting to think about it. 'Like a bouquet will make Yusuke fall in love with me.' Her eyes went wide in shock as she felt something crash into her lap.
Kizna turned around to see the large group of girls behind her waiting for her to throw the bouquet she held in her hands. Far in the background of the commotion, she noticed Keiko sitting sadly alone at the table and smiled. 'Well,' she thought as she turned to look down at her bouquet as a mischievous glint lit her silver eyes. 'Sometimes love just needs a little push.' She threw the bouquet high above and behind her as she silently prayed that it would make it to her human friend.
The girls around her jumped and scrabbled for the bouquet as it flew over their heads. They turned in curiosity all wondering where it would land. They smiled as it landed in a surprised Keiko's lap. Kizna turned and smiled a victorious smile.
In the distance, Kurama could see the mysterious glint his bride's eyes as she prepared to throw the bouquet. He smirked as he somehow knew what she was planning.
"Yusuke," Kurama began as he turned to Yusuke. "Do you have anything going on between you and Keiko?"
"WHAT?!" Yusuke cried as he blushed making the other boys turn to him curiously. "Wh... wh... why?"
"Oh nothing," Kurama replied chuckling lightly. "Keiko just caught the bouquet that's all."
"SHE WHAT?!" Yusuke cried even louder as he blushed.
Keiko's eyes went wide as she saw a small bouquet of white roses sitting her lap. She gingerly picked it up wondering if it was real.
"Oh Keiko!" cried Botan excitedly as she ran to hug her friend. "Congratulations! You caught the bouquet!"
"Eh... uh," Keiko stuttered as she tried to find her voice. "I... guess... I... did."
The other girls sighed sadly and went to their seats as the D.J. watched, amused at Keiko's predicament. Botan went and sat next to her and pulled into a small hug. She smiled a congratulating smile at her friend once more and turned back to the dance floor. 'Oh well,' Botan thought sadly.
"Congratulations to the bridesmaid with the brown hair!" the D.J. bellowed into the microphone once more. "Now, could we have the groom report to the dance floor?"
Kurama and the others walked up, making his way to the middle of the floor and to Kizna's side. Kizna smiled innocently as he walked up to her. He pulled her close and leaned down to her ear.
"Were you planning something?" he whispered mischievously into her ear.
"What do you mean?" she whispered back to him innocently.
"Don't lie," he whispered again with the mischievous tone still heavy in his voice.
"Think you can get the other one?" she whispered as a rare tone of mischievousness streaked her soft voice.
"Of course," he whispered proudly as they pulled apart.
Their eyes shined with playfulness and love at the same time. Many of the young men gathered around them as Kurama kneeled down and prepared to reach up her skirt. His hand gently brushed her leg as it traveled to the garter around her thigh. A light blush streaked their faces as they heard soft snickers from the crowd. Kurama felt his hand enclose around the soft lace and ribbon and slowly pulled it down, teasing her. Kizna's blush deepened. Two cat calls rang out making everyone giggle as the bride and groom blushed.
She sent a furtive glare to him as she lifted her foot to free the garter. He smiled innocently. She giggled as she walked back to the table where Keiko and Botan sat waiting.
"Gentlemen!" the D.J. cried. "Get Ready!"
Yusuke leaned on a nearby wall and scoffed at the sight as Hiei stood near the gift table with his usual smirk on his face. Yusuke watched with an odd amount of interest as a particular thought ran through his mind. 'The one who catches the garter will be the next to marry,' he thought as he remembered the tradition. Violently, he shook his head. 'Yea right,' he thought sarcastically. He closed his eyes as he went into deep thought only to snap open as he winced when something smacked him.
Kurama looked at the small lace garter sitting in his hand and smiled. The boys stood around him, eager to jump and dive for the small piece of lace. He pulled the garter back behind his index finger as he took aim. He looked through the crowd and spotted his target, a young man with raven hair, slicked with gel. He took the shot. The others jumped and dived only to miss as the lace went directly to its target. The crowd roared in laughter as they watched the desperate boys' antics.
Yusuke looked down onto the floor and found what had smacked him. On the floor a small white garter lay, with pink ribbon and a small rose charm on a bow. His eyes went wide as he picked up the small piece of lace and ribbon.
"Congratulations to the young man in the back!" bellowed the D.J. as Yusuke blushed.
In the distance, Keiko stared in shock at what had happened to Yusuke, never expecting it to happen. Kizna smiled as Botan giggled. Keiko blushed.
"Could we have the bride and groom one more time on the dance floor?" asked the D.J. "A Botan seems to have requested to a dance!"
Kizna's eyes went wide as she turned shocked at Botan. Botan ignored her looks and pulled up as she threw Kizna onto the dance floor next to a shocked Kurama's side. Both had questioning looks on their faces as Botan continued to smile. Kurama and Kizna sighed.
A soft, flowing tune began to play and echo through the ballroom as Kurama pulled Kizna close, both lightly blushing. The lights dimmed around them leaving them only to dance in one single spotlight coming from the D.J.'s table. Gently, he picked up her hand and held out in a waltz's position. He placed his free hand around her waist, and pulled her closer to him.
"I'll lead you," he whispered into her ear as the music swirled around them. "Don't worry."
"Thank you," she whispered back, blushing.
He began to lead her in a graceful waltz to the tune of a modern favorite. The spotlight slowly followed them as they twirled and swirled around on the wooden dance floor. The crowd around them smiled and watched in silence. Shiori watched from a distance as she felt the hot tears begin to cloud her vision. She forced them back against their will. Yusuke, Keiko, Botan, and Koenma watched in slight envy as they twirled by them.
//There are times,
I swear I know you're here.
I forget about my fears
Feeling you my dear.
Watching over me
My hope sees
What the future will bring
When you wrap me in your wings//
They looked deep into the other's eyes and found nothing but love. They forgot about everything around them and forgot about every fear, every doubt, and saw only bright blossoms of the future. They felt the warm rhythm of each other's hearts as he pulled her closer to him. The spotlight seemed to make their clothing have a silver outline to them. Her dress swirled as he spun her around under his arm making invisible gold sparkles fly around them. They wrapped each other's hearts in wings of love as they twirled endlessly in circles around the dance floor. He twirled her under his gently guiding arms once more and pulled her seemingly closer as she finished.
//And take me where you are
Where you and I will be together
Once again, we'll be dancing in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
And you'll be smiling back at me
Only then will I be free
When I can be, where you are//
They seemed to be only content in the other's arms as they danced closer together. The scenery around them seemed to change. They no longer danced in the ballroom under the eyes of all their friends and family. They seemed to dance under the bright moonlight of the Makai surrounded by the blooming moon flowers around them. They gave each other wings of love as they danced lightly on the floor barely making a sound.
//And I can see your face
Your kiss I still can taste
Not a memory erased//
He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead sending light tingles through her. The memories of their courtship flew by in their heads. It all seemed to add up to one conclusion. It was all worth it.
//Oh, how I see your star
Shining down on me
And I'd do anything
If I could just, be right there where you are//
The first stars began to appear in the night sky of the Ningekai and seemed to shine down on them. In the distance, a strange new star seemed to shine down on them. It slowly seemed to move in the night sky as though it were following their flowing movements.
//Where you and I will breathe together
Once again we'll be dancing in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
And you'll be smiling back at me (you'll be smiling back at me)//
Their breathing seemed to be in line as they danced in the pale spotlight's light. She smiled up at him. He smiled back.
//Only then will I be free
Then I will be free, so take me where you are//
Their hearts were free, never tied down by human pressures. He lay his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes once more and savored the feeling of pure perfection of her being in his arms. She lay her head lightly on his chest and closed her eyes as he gently lead her with grace around once more.
//Now baby there are times when selfishly
I wishing that you were here with me
So I can wipe the tears from your eyes and make you see//
He pulled her closer to him selfishly never wanting to lose her. The harsh memories of almost losing her haunted him as he silently wished that she were with him all those times. She felt the warm tears of joy slowly fill and flood her eyes. He slowly pulled out of the embrace and reached his gentle hand to her face and wiped the tears from her eyes, before pulling her close once again.
//That every night when you are dreaming
I'm here to guard you from afar
And anytime I feel in love
I'll close my eyes and dream of where you are//
He silently vowed to always be by her side, never leaving it. He promised to serve as a lover, a mate, and a guardian. He closed his eyes and dreamed of a future.
//Where you are//
She prayed never to leave his side. She only wanted to stay by his side never leaving and always being where he was.
//Where you and I will breathe together
Once again we'll be dancing in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
And you'll be smiling back at me (you'll be smiling back at me)//
A soft smile crept upon their faces as they danced around the room once more. The sniffles and cries of the crowd fell upon their deaf ears as they danced and danced into the night.
//Only then will I be free
Then I will be free//
Her heart began to flutter as a feeling of freedom flew into soul. She seemed to know only one thing about him. He loved her for only her.
//Baby I still believe
Oh I gotta believe
I still believe
I will touch you that sweet day//
Their subconsciousness barely recognized that this was happening to them. So many days. So many weeks. Then, here they stood holding the other close on this one sweet day. They felt a feeling swell in their hearts a strange feeling of something right.
//That you take me there
Where you are (where you are)
I still believe
Whoooooa, I gotta believe
I still believe
I will touch you that sweet day
That you take me there
Where you are, oh where you are!
I still believe
I gotta believe
I still believe
I'll always be waiting here
That sweet day (that sweet day, yeah!)//
The last of the music slowed and stopped as the thunderous applause erupted through the ballroom. They looked curiously at what was going on around them as they came back to reality. He looked deep into her silver stares once more and found the stars shining in her eyes. She looked deep into his piercing emerald eyes and found love and magic. She leaned up as he leaned down. They locked in one last kiss as the world around them faded once more.
(Author's note: I obviously don't own "Where you Are" by Jessica Simpson. And I want to thank Jen and Wings of a Phoenix for giving me song suggestions. Although your songs didn't show up here, I plan to use them in the next chapter. What they'll be used for I can't say, but like I said before... we can't let Kurama and Kizna have all the fun can we?)
(Author's note: //...// means song lyrics)
They walked out into the late morning sunlight trying to dislodge the rice and rose petals in their hair and clothing as the large chapel doors closed behind them. They smiled wide smiles of happiness and love. Kizna placed a small hand to her neck and felt the dangling beads and cold metal of the necklace.
"Thank you," she whispered as she turned to her new husband smiling.
"You're welcome," he whispered back, into her ear as he pulled her close.
They turned quickly to hear the sound of the chapel doors creaking open as weeping women and cheering men milled out of the chapel, headed for the ballroom. Kurama pulled her to the side as family and friends walked by congratulating them. He shook their hands, and she smiled and greeted a polite hello. Old and young, the women walked by, holding handkerchiefs, saturated with tears and smeared with make-up. Men walked, giving congratulatory pats on Kurama's shoulder and well-meaning handshakes.
Kizna looked curiously at the crying women as they walked by holding the handkerchiefs tightly to their eyes. 'Why are they crying?' Kizna thought as she studied them. 'How odd.' Kurama looked down to her and smiled. From the depths of her silver eyes, he could see a curious light shining. Kizna turned as she felt his eyes looking down on her.
"What are you thinking?'' Kurama asked smiling.
"Why are they crying?" she asked as she looked at some of the women walked by with soddened tissues and handkerchiefs.
"They're happy," he replied smiling as he pulled her tighter into his arms. "Humans like to cry for times when they're happy."
Kizna smiled as she leaned her head onto his shoulder. Patting her eyes dry, Shiori walked out with the last group, consisting of Yusuke, Keiko, Botan, Hiei, Koenma, and Kuwabara. Along with the disguised prince, Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara quickly walked to Kurama's side. Shiori and the others walked to her side as they wiped the last of their tears.
"Hm," grumbled Hiei as Kurama took his idle hand into a handshake.
Yusuke and the other boys chuckled.
"That was wonderful," said Keiko softly as she pulled the fairy into an embrace.
"Thank you," Kizna replied softly as returned and pulled out of the embrace. "Shiori- San."
"Kizna," Shiori whispered as she hugged her new daughter tightly. "Welcome."
"Thank you," Kizna replied happily.
Kizna pulled out of the embrace as the ferry girl pulled her into another one. Botan's eyes shined with new unshed tears as she looked at the small fairy in a new light. Even with a long white gown and a veil, Kizna was as innocent as the day Botan met her. Botan felt the hot tears begin to fall as she quickly pulled out of the embrace. She tried to stop the endless flow, but to no avail.
"Here," said a deep voice softly.
Kizna and Keiko turned to the owner of the voice and let out quiet giggles. Botan turned and met Koenma's brown eyes in a deep gaze. In his hands, he held a small handkerchief made of fine, expensive Rekai cloth. They stared at one another, unable to move from the gaze. Noticing Botan's daze, Koenma unfolded the handkerchief and gently wiped her tears away, never removing his eyes from hers. She savored his intimate caress and leaned into his warm touch.
Kurama and the others watched silently, wondering if there was more than could meet the eye of Koenma and Botan's friendship. Blushing, both quickly pulled away as they realized they were being watched. Kizna and Keiko let out seemingly long held giggles and laughs. The laughter abruptly stopped as a blushing Botan pulled a surprised Keiko away headed for the ballroom.
"Suuichi," whispered Shiori as she pulled her son into an embrace.
"Mother," he whispered in reply of a silent understanding.
Kurama reached his hand out to his new bride asking her to take it. Kizna gently placed her hand in his as Shiori tightly clasped their hands together as though she were trying to bond them to one another, forever. Shiori nodded and turned to walk to the ballroom leaving them with a silent understanding. With a mischievous glint in the two lovers' eyes, they turned to Koenma.
"Koenma," began Kizna smiling innocently. "We were wondering..."
"If," started Kurama smirking. "There was anything going on between you and Botan."
The blush on Koenma's face returned as the others turned to him with curiously raised eyebrows. The Rekai prince stood stark and silent blushing brighter as the moments passed.
"Well?" asked Kizna still smiling innocently.
Trying to keep his dignity, Koenma raised his head high, turned on his heels, and walked off towards the ball room, leaving the others to burst out laughing.
"Come, everyone is waiting for us," said Kurama as Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara walked ahead of the newlyweds.
The guests milled excitedly into the ballroom as they signed into the guest book. Shiori greeted them all with a warm smile. Guests picked up small cards telling them where to sit around the grand ballroom and walked to their seats in a quiet chatter. Caterers set the last of the decorations and the necessities for the buffet as chefs brought out plates piled high with appetizers and entrees. Sitting on a table on its own, a large white wedding cake stood decorated with white, red, and pink roses. Atop the cake, two dancing figures stood in crystal. Guests marveled at the sight as they whispered on the bride's fine taste. A professional photographer walked around as he snapped pictures of guests and scenery.
Botan walked in nervously, dragging Keiko along behind her. She and Keiko signed in and took their places at the main table.
"He's quite a gentleman" teased Keiko receiving a nod.
"I know," Botan replied blushing brightly.
They chatted quietly as they listened to the soft music coming from the D.J.'s table. They looked up nervously as Koenma walked towards their table after he signed the guest book. Keiko giggled.
Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei opened the large ballroom door and walked inside leaving Kurama and Kizna outside as the door closed behind them. Kizna looked curiously at her new husband and smiled a wondering smile. Kurama smiled back, knowing her silent question.
"It is a custom, here in the Ningekai," he began as he turned to her. "That the bride and groom must wait outside the reception area until they are announced."
"How wonderful," she replied in understanding as she leaned deep into his arms tightly holding onto him.
He held her close as he listened to the soft music coming from inside.
"Where are they?" Shiori asked as Yusuke and Kuwabara finished signing in.
"Hm," replied Hiei as he walked off.
"Get back here shrimp!" Kuwabara cried as he grabbed Hiei's collar. "I bet you don't even know where to go. You didn't even sign in."
Hiei glared menacingly at Kuwabara as he silently wished he had his katana. 'Stupid human,' he thought angrily. Yusuke turned to Shiori ignoring the sight.
"They're outside," said Yusuke slightly annoyed at his bickering friends.
Shiori nodded happily and signaled the D.J. of their arrival. Shiori turned towards Hiei and the red head to see them glaring at one another. She let out a soft giggle.
"Here Hiei," said Shiori kindly as she handed Hiei a pen. "Sign the guest book."
Hiei studied the gold and silver pen in his hand. He walked unsurely to the guest book thick with paper and signatures. He studied the humans' odd script and print. He made small test swirls on a blank line as he began to write his name slowly in inexperienced print along with a cryptic message in the Makai alphabet. He smirked proudly at his finished work. Shiori handed him a card, reading his name and a table number. Quickly, she lead them to the table where Keiko, Botan, and Koenma were waiting.
"Well!" a loud voice bellowed from a microphone, bringing everyone's attention to the D.J. "I have a feeling that something special is going on today... Is that right?"
The tables around the room erupted in loud applause and cheers of excitement.
Kurama and Kizna looked up from each other's arms and turned to the door as they heard the loud bellows of an excited D.J.
"It's almost time," said Kurama smiling.
"Yes," she replied excitedly.
They locked in one last deep kiss as they turned nervously and excitedly toward the grand door.
"Well then," the D.J. continued through his microphone. "Why don't we all welcome a few people very special to all of us then?"
More excited applause and cheers echoed through the room as the D.J. prepared the audience for the newlyweds' grand entrance.
"Well why don't welcome Mr. and Mrs. Minamo Suuichi!" he bellowed making a thunderous round of claps and cheers echo around the ballroom.
The large ballroom doors opened revealing a smiling couple behind them.
A smile spread across their faces as they heard their names announced calling them to make their grand entrance. Tightly, he clasped her hand in his they opened the large doors together. Rose petals, rice, bubbles, cheers, and applause bombarded them, making them get lost in the swirls of excitement. Millions of flash bulbs went off around them all of the guests wanting souvenirs and gifts. Kurama shook hands with many of his family members as Kizna smiled and giggled at the excitement. He gently lead her through the curious crowd to the table as the others greeted them with smiling faces.
"LETS GET THE PARTY STARTED!" the D.J. cried as the crowd answered with loud cheers and applause.
Loud music began to play as guests moved to the dance floor and to the buffet. Many helped themselves to the fine food and wine. Kizna walked up with her husband to the buffet to see the fine and expensive food set for them and the guests. She mimicked his movements, unsure of what to do herself as she fooled everyone into thinking she was a lady of refinement. They walked to the table and quietly sat down as the music, talk, and dancing roared around them. She looked at her forks and utensils curiously as she wondered what to do. Kurama looked over to her and smiled at her innocence. Gently, he grasped her hand and placed a fork in it patiently guiding her. She smiled.
"Thank you," she said softly as a blush fell upon her face.
He pulled her close and laid a light kiss on her hair as he inhaled all of her scents making him intoxicated with the mixture of roses and fruit. He watched as she placed a small piece of food into her mouth with the manners of a lady. He smiled. She leaned into his touch and smiled.
Kuwabara stood near the table piled with gifts. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a picture. He studied the small photograph and its perfection. It depicted the bride and groom's grand entrance. Both had smiling faces as they held hands tightly with their free hands opening the door with the rice, bubbles, rose petals, and the applauding guests, forever frozen in time and destiny. He smiled. He picked up the silver frame and placed the picture inside. He smiled once more and made his way back to the others after he set the picture down.
Yusuke, Kuwabara, Hiei, Koenma, Botan, and Keiko made their way back to the table with plated filled with food and crystal glasses filled with wine and sake. They chatted as the music played around them as they sat down, smiling at their newly wedded friends. Dressed in a black suit, the photographer walked up to them.
"Can I get a picture of the bridal party and groomsmen?" the photographer asked.
The others turned toward Kizna and Kurama waiting for the couple's response. Kizna shrugged as she wondered what a pictured was. Kurama nodded happily. The others said their excuses to Koenma and followed the photographer. Kurama held his hand out to Kizna as she placed her small, pale hand in his large, gentle one. The photographer led them outside to a small area of the temple filled with roaming fields of grass spotted with small white flowers with thousands blooming sakura trees. A light breeze blew, billowing thousands of pink petals through the field. The soft gurgling of a stream echoed through the field as it cut through the trees with a gracefully arching wooden bridge made for people to cross.
The photographer separated the bridesmaids and groomsmen to one side amongst a grove of the sakura trees. Kurama pulled Kizna into his arms and held her tightly. Her slim arms wrapped tightly around him as she closed her eyes and lay her head on his chest listening to his heart. He rested his head lightly on her shoulder as he closed his eyes, enjoying the moment of bliss. The others around them held their heads high and erect and smiled as the photographer snapped the first of many wedding pictures.
"Thank you," said the photographer as he looked up from behind the camera after he took the picture. "May I have a few more shots of the bride and groom?"
The others nodded and walked off leaving the two alone with the photographer. They stood unmoving from the pose they stood in before both wanting to savor the moment. They looked up as they heard the click of the camera echo through the quiet field. The photographer motioned for them to follow as he lead them to the bridge. He quickly rushed across to the other side.
"Could you two start walking across?" asked the photographer, receiving nods in response.
Kurama took her hand in his as they began to walk across looking deep into the one another's eyes as they forgot about everything else in the world. The camera clicked as they reached the height of the bridge with the billions of pink blossoms, shining sun, and the gurgling stream as the background and foreground. They turned to hear a soft cooing sound coming towards them as two, small, white doves fly towards them. Kizna held out her hands and cupped a small white dove in her grasp. Kurama held out his left hand as the other land gracefully on his finger.
"How adorable," Kizna cooed as she studied the quietly cooing bird in her hands.
"They're called doves," explained Kurama smiling. "Humans say that these birds symbolize many things...."
"Like what?" she asked curiously.
"Peace... beauty... love," he replied as the last word came out in a barely audible whisper.
She turned to look up to him unsure of what to say as she blushed. She turned back to the small bird in her hands to try and hide her blushing face. He pulled her close once more, unknowingly moving the two birds closer together. The birds in their hands turned to look deep into one another's eyes. Kurama and Kizna silently watched the birds as they seemed to confess silent vows of love. Their curiously turned to surprise as the two small birds seemed to kiss one another and nuzzle the other's necks with their white feathers.
The blushing bride and her handsome groom smiled. Kurama and Kizna lowered their hands as the birds prepared to unfurl their wings. Kurama and Kizna launched the birds into the air watching as the doves spread their wings ready to fly into destiny with one another side by side. They watched the birds fly swiftly on wings of love and life into the sun to end up in an unknown destination and destiny. They turned to one another once more and got lost in each others' souls. He cupped her cheek and leaned down to her, locking her in a deep kiss. Unbeknownst to them, the photographer looked up from his camera in surprise as he finished taking the pictures.
The photographer watched in fascination as he took pictures of what transpired on the bridge. He knew he didn't bring any of his props and wondered what seemed to have happened. 'How?' he thought bewildered as he came to know conclusion. 'Maybe they're some things best left unsaid.'
He waited until they broke from the kiss and began to walk to them. They turned to him and blushed lightly.
"That was wonderful you two," congratulated the photographer. "You may head back now."
"Thank you," said Kurama as he shook the photographer's hand. "Come Kizna. This day's blessings are not over yet."
Kizna raised a curious eyebrow as he continued to smile. They turned and left the smiling photographer alone on the bridge.
"Could I make a request?" asked Botan as she walked up to the D.J.
"Sure," replied the D.J. "What can I help you with?"
She whispered something into the D.J.'s ear as he nodded in agreement.
"How about after they cut the cake, the bouquet toss, and the garter?" asked the D.J. receiving an excited nod in agreement from Botan.
"Shiori- San," Botan called to the human mother, making her turn toward her. "We have to get Kizna and Kurama to cut the cake and throw the bouquet."
"Why?" Shiori asked curiously.
Botan whispered what she had told the D.J. to her making the human mother smile. Shiori nodded in agreement. They turned as they saw the mid afternoon sunlight flood the ballroom and found the host and hostess of the party enter once more. Botan gave Shiori an excited nod and ran up to the bride and her groom.
"Come on," Botan said excitedly. "They're waiting for you to cut the cake!"
"What?" asked Kizna curiously as she turned to Kurama for answers.
"It's a human custom," replied Kurama happily. "The bride and groom cut and serve each other the first piece of the wedding cake. Then, the bride tosses her bouquet to decide who the next girl to marry will be, and the groom throws the bride's garter."
Kizna smiled.
"All right," she said excitedly.
"WHO WANTS DESSERT?" the D.J. cried once more as he received more cheers and applause from the guests as waiters took their dishes away. "Minamo- San would you do the honors?"
Smiling, Kizna and Kurama walked to the table and looked at the large cake. A cake knife with a white handle with a silver ribbon tied around the handle laid near them. Kurama handed the handle of the knife to her as she unsurely took it. He placed a gentle hand on top of her hand and guided them to the cake as they made the first slice.
The audience around them watched in anticipation wanting to sink their teeth into the sweet indulgence. They slowly cut the second slice revealing the chocolate layers and white icing. A young waiter walked over to them and took the small slice. He placed it on a small platter of fine china and handed it to them with a small fork. Kurama took the plate and cut a small piece onto the fork. She looked unsure of what to do as she waited for his instruction.
"Open your mouth," he gently commanded as she did so.
She felt the soft cake enter her mouth as she closed her lips around the fork. She smiled and blushed. The chocolate filled her mouth making her hungry for more. She took the plate and fork and began to mimic his movements. The audience once more erupted in applause and cheers as the Kurama swallowed the last bite of the cake and locked Kizna once more in a deep kiss.
"Why don't we have all the young ladies and the bride on the dance floor?" the D.J. asked through the microphone. "You all wanna see someone scrabble for the bride's bouquet?"
A loud cheers and applause of agreement echoed through the ballroom as the D.J. did his best to rile the crowd. Kizna and Kurama walked back to the table where Kizna could pick up her bouquet. A large crowd of young girls and women gathered on the dance floor making Kizna giggle at the humans' strangeness.
"What do I do?" she asked curiously. "Just throw it?"
"Stand with your back to them and toss it over your head," Kurama instructed smiling.
She nodded and began to walk out to the dance floor. Kurama excused himself from Botan and Keiko and began to mingle with his family and friends.
"Come on Keiko!" said Botan excitedly as she tried to pull Keiko from the table.
"No!" cried Keiko in disapproval. "You go."
"Are you sure?" Botan asked stubbornly receiving a nod.
Smiling softly, Botan turned and joined the others excitedly in the crowd, leaving Keiko alone at the table with her thoughts. She looked around the room filled with strangers and a few familiar faces. She watched as Kurama began to mingle with Yusuke, Kuwabara, Koenma, and Hiei along with his human family, as they walked around the room. There was no denying it now, she loved Yusuke and almost everyone knew it except Yusuke himself. She sighed forlornly knowing that he could never return her feelings. She heard but ignored the loud cries of the girls who tried to catch Kizna's bouquet. She thought about rushing up to them and trying for one last minute grab at it but decided against it as she remembered the tradition. 'The girl who catches the bride's bouquet will be the next to marry,' she thought but dismissed them not wanting to think about it. 'Like a bouquet will make Yusuke fall in love with me.' Her eyes went wide in shock as she felt something crash into her lap.
Kizna turned around to see the large group of girls behind her waiting for her to throw the bouquet she held in her hands. Far in the background of the commotion, she noticed Keiko sitting sadly alone at the table and smiled. 'Well,' she thought as she turned to look down at her bouquet as a mischievous glint lit her silver eyes. 'Sometimes love just needs a little push.' She threw the bouquet high above and behind her as she silently prayed that it would make it to her human friend.
The girls around her jumped and scrabbled for the bouquet as it flew over their heads. They turned in curiosity all wondering where it would land. They smiled as it landed in a surprised Keiko's lap. Kizna turned and smiled a victorious smile.
In the distance, Kurama could see the mysterious glint his bride's eyes as she prepared to throw the bouquet. He smirked as he somehow knew what she was planning.
"Yusuke," Kurama began as he turned to Yusuke. "Do you have anything going on between you and Keiko?"
"WHAT?!" Yusuke cried as he blushed making the other boys turn to him curiously. "Wh... wh... why?"
"Oh nothing," Kurama replied chuckling lightly. "Keiko just caught the bouquet that's all."
"SHE WHAT?!" Yusuke cried even louder as he blushed.
Keiko's eyes went wide as she saw a small bouquet of white roses sitting her lap. She gingerly picked it up wondering if it was real.
"Oh Keiko!" cried Botan excitedly as she ran to hug her friend. "Congratulations! You caught the bouquet!"
"Eh... uh," Keiko stuttered as she tried to find her voice. "I... guess... I... did."
The other girls sighed sadly and went to their seats as the D.J. watched, amused at Keiko's predicament. Botan went and sat next to her and pulled into a small hug. She smiled a congratulating smile at her friend once more and turned back to the dance floor. 'Oh well,' Botan thought sadly.
"Congratulations to the bridesmaid with the brown hair!" the D.J. bellowed into the microphone once more. "Now, could we have the groom report to the dance floor?"
Kurama and the others walked up, making his way to the middle of the floor and to Kizna's side. Kizna smiled innocently as he walked up to her. He pulled her close and leaned down to her ear.
"Were you planning something?" he whispered mischievously into her ear.
"What do you mean?" she whispered back to him innocently.
"Don't lie," he whispered again with the mischievous tone still heavy in his voice.
"Think you can get the other one?" she whispered as a rare tone of mischievousness streaked her soft voice.
"Of course," he whispered proudly as they pulled apart.
Their eyes shined with playfulness and love at the same time. Many of the young men gathered around them as Kurama kneeled down and prepared to reach up her skirt. His hand gently brushed her leg as it traveled to the garter around her thigh. A light blush streaked their faces as they heard soft snickers from the crowd. Kurama felt his hand enclose around the soft lace and ribbon and slowly pulled it down, teasing her. Kizna's blush deepened. Two cat calls rang out making everyone giggle as the bride and groom blushed.
She sent a furtive glare to him as she lifted her foot to free the garter. He smiled innocently. She giggled as she walked back to the table where Keiko and Botan sat waiting.
"Gentlemen!" the D.J. cried. "Get Ready!"
Yusuke leaned on a nearby wall and scoffed at the sight as Hiei stood near the gift table with his usual smirk on his face. Yusuke watched with an odd amount of interest as a particular thought ran through his mind. 'The one who catches the garter will be the next to marry,' he thought as he remembered the tradition. Violently, he shook his head. 'Yea right,' he thought sarcastically. He closed his eyes as he went into deep thought only to snap open as he winced when something smacked him.
Kurama looked at the small lace garter sitting in his hand and smiled. The boys stood around him, eager to jump and dive for the small piece of lace. He pulled the garter back behind his index finger as he took aim. He looked through the crowd and spotted his target, a young man with raven hair, slicked with gel. He took the shot. The others jumped and dived only to miss as the lace went directly to its target. The crowd roared in laughter as they watched the desperate boys' antics.
Yusuke looked down onto the floor and found what had smacked him. On the floor a small white garter lay, with pink ribbon and a small rose charm on a bow. His eyes went wide as he picked up the small piece of lace and ribbon.
"Congratulations to the young man in the back!" bellowed the D.J. as Yusuke blushed.
In the distance, Keiko stared in shock at what had happened to Yusuke, never expecting it to happen. Kizna smiled as Botan giggled. Keiko blushed.
"Could we have the bride and groom one more time on the dance floor?" asked the D.J. "A Botan seems to have requested to a dance!"
Kizna's eyes went wide as she turned shocked at Botan. Botan ignored her looks and pulled up as she threw Kizna onto the dance floor next to a shocked Kurama's side. Both had questioning looks on their faces as Botan continued to smile. Kurama and Kizna sighed.
A soft, flowing tune began to play and echo through the ballroom as Kurama pulled Kizna close, both lightly blushing. The lights dimmed around them leaving them only to dance in one single spotlight coming from the D.J.'s table. Gently, he picked up her hand and held out in a waltz's position. He placed his free hand around her waist, and pulled her closer to him.
"I'll lead you," he whispered into her ear as the music swirled around them. "Don't worry."
"Thank you," she whispered back, blushing.
He began to lead her in a graceful waltz to the tune of a modern favorite. The spotlight slowly followed them as they twirled and swirled around on the wooden dance floor. The crowd around them smiled and watched in silence. Shiori watched from a distance as she felt the hot tears begin to cloud her vision. She forced them back against their will. Yusuke, Keiko, Botan, and Koenma watched in slight envy as they twirled by them.
//There are times,
I swear I know you're here.
I forget about my fears
Feeling you my dear.
Watching over me
My hope sees
What the future will bring
When you wrap me in your wings//
They looked deep into the other's eyes and found nothing but love. They forgot about everything around them and forgot about every fear, every doubt, and saw only bright blossoms of the future. They felt the warm rhythm of each other's hearts as he pulled her closer to him. The spotlight seemed to make their clothing have a silver outline to them. Her dress swirled as he spun her around under his arm making invisible gold sparkles fly around them. They wrapped each other's hearts in wings of love as they twirled endlessly in circles around the dance floor. He twirled her under his gently guiding arms once more and pulled her seemingly closer as she finished.
//And take me where you are
Where you and I will be together
Once again, we'll be dancing in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
And you'll be smiling back at me
Only then will I be free
When I can be, where you are//
They seemed to be only content in the other's arms as they danced closer together. The scenery around them seemed to change. They no longer danced in the ballroom under the eyes of all their friends and family. They seemed to dance under the bright moonlight of the Makai surrounded by the blooming moon flowers around them. They gave each other wings of love as they danced lightly on the floor barely making a sound.
//And I can see your face
Your kiss I still can taste
Not a memory erased//
He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead sending light tingles through her. The memories of their courtship flew by in their heads. It all seemed to add up to one conclusion. It was all worth it.
//Oh, how I see your star
Shining down on me
And I'd do anything
If I could just, be right there where you are//
The first stars began to appear in the night sky of the Ningekai and seemed to shine down on them. In the distance, a strange new star seemed to shine down on them. It slowly seemed to move in the night sky as though it were following their flowing movements.
//Where you and I will breathe together
Once again we'll be dancing in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
And you'll be smiling back at me (you'll be smiling back at me)//
Their breathing seemed to be in line as they danced in the pale spotlight's light. She smiled up at him. He smiled back.
//Only then will I be free
Then I will be free, so take me where you are//
Their hearts were free, never tied down by human pressures. He lay his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes once more and savored the feeling of pure perfection of her being in his arms. She lay her head lightly on his chest and closed her eyes as he gently lead her with grace around once more.
//Now baby there are times when selfishly
I wishing that you were here with me
So I can wipe the tears from your eyes and make you see//
He pulled her closer to him selfishly never wanting to lose her. The harsh memories of almost losing her haunted him as he silently wished that she were with him all those times. She felt the warm tears of joy slowly fill and flood her eyes. He slowly pulled out of the embrace and reached his gentle hand to her face and wiped the tears from her eyes, before pulling her close once again.
//That every night when you are dreaming
I'm here to guard you from afar
And anytime I feel in love
I'll close my eyes and dream of where you are//
He silently vowed to always be by her side, never leaving it. He promised to serve as a lover, a mate, and a guardian. He closed his eyes and dreamed of a future.
//Where you are//
She prayed never to leave his side. She only wanted to stay by his side never leaving and always being where he was.
//Where you and I will breathe together
Once again we'll be dancing in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
And you'll be smiling back at me (you'll be smiling back at me)//
A soft smile crept upon their faces as they danced around the room once more. The sniffles and cries of the crowd fell upon their deaf ears as they danced and danced into the night.
//Only then will I be free
Then I will be free//
Her heart began to flutter as a feeling of freedom flew into soul. She seemed to know only one thing about him. He loved her for only her.
//Baby I still believe
Oh I gotta believe
I still believe
I will touch you that sweet day//
Their subconsciousness barely recognized that this was happening to them. So many days. So many weeks. Then, here they stood holding the other close on this one sweet day. They felt a feeling swell in their hearts a strange feeling of something right.
//That you take me there
Where you are (where you are)
I still believe
Whoooooa, I gotta believe
I still believe
I will touch you that sweet day
That you take me there
Where you are, oh where you are!
I still believe
I gotta believe
I still believe
I'll always be waiting here
That sweet day (that sweet day, yeah!)//
The last of the music slowed and stopped as the thunderous applause erupted through the ballroom. They looked curiously at what was going on around them as they came back to reality. He looked deep into her silver stares once more and found the stars shining in her eyes. She looked deep into his piercing emerald eyes and found love and magic. She leaned up as he leaned down. They locked in one last kiss as the world around them faded once more.
(Author's note: I obviously don't own "Where you Are" by Jessica Simpson. And I want to thank Jen and Wings of a Phoenix for giving me song suggestions. Although your songs didn't show up here, I plan to use them in the next chapter. What they'll be used for I can't say, but like I said before... we can't let Kurama and Kizna have all the fun can we?)