Chapter 30
It was a small wedding, for he did not want the solidiers of Kutou to think that their general had gone soft and had actually fallen in love and was now getting married. So, naturally, they were not invited. Certaintly, sometime in the future, they would find out, but so long as they did not have to turn up at the little chapel where Nakago and Martha were to be wed.
The guests consisted of Martha's immediate family, Mitsukake as best man, and the four other Damsels. Nakago did not want the other warriors to see him dressed in a tux. He did not want them to see him kiss her. He did not want them to see how much he had changed. He no longer was a bad guy. He was going to have to try very hard to be bad among his solidiers. He could not be bad around Martha. He could not be bad around their future children.
The wedding took place in a little chapel within Kutou. Yellow and blue flowers decorated the place, and everything was very simple and almost plain. Martha even had a rather plain, white wedding gown, which sat below the shoulders, and had long sleeves. She had a long veil and a batch of blue and yellow flowers as a bouquet in her arms.
Her theme was played very slowly and melodically on the organ as she walked down the aisle. There was Nakago, dressed nicely in black. And there was Mitsukake standing behind him, in black suit, with a troll with blue hair on his pocket. And of course, there was Tama, with the ring on a pillow strapped to his back.
The ceremony began.
Martha's heart was pounding. She could not hear what the priest had to say. All she knew that FINALLY she was going to be marrying the man of her dreams. She would be living in Kutou with him, in a nice house besides some rolling hills, with the palace in view. Martha would stay at home while Nakago attended the Emperor as his general. Perhaps, when they had a son, he would become a general of an army, just like his dad.
Martha was standing there, slightly swaying, already picturing what their children were going to look like, when the words came up, and her ears snapped into attention, and her heart began pounding like mad.
"Do you, Nakago, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife for as long as you two shall both live?"
"I do," he said, in his deep, soothing voice. No Jack Hammer could do a voice like that.
"And do you, Martha, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband for as long as you two shall both live?"
"I do!" Martha squeaked.
There was a pause for objections. No one did, though Martha saw her dad fidget for awhile, his hand itching to come up, but he held his tongue.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now, kiss the bride."
Martha didn't think he'd do it, but he did. Very slowly, very gently, as though he wasn't sure how to kiss a woman, Nakago pulled Martha closer and bent down to give her a slow, quiet kiss. All the Damsels awed and giggled. Nakago's face turned red.
He did not scoop Martha up at first, but when she began to whimper, he did, and they were showered by mini tessens from Kristin, bubbles from Caitlin, mini feathers from Kailein, and mini dradles from Makiko. Apparently, they didn't know what to do for the two, so they recycled their material and used it again. It wasn't until later in the small party that they realized they could have made mini claw confetti.
The party was small. It was held in a little banquet hall next to the chapel. There was food there, but more importantly cheez its. Martha thought Nakago would be sick of them by now, but no, she was wrong. He was rather quiet, though, throughout the whole party, and Martha could sense there might be something wrong.
"Nakago?" she asked him, where they were sitting at the front of the room, watching the small amount of guests interacting with one another. "Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing," he said, and did not meet her eye for the rest of the evening.
Nothing much happened at the party. Nakago did not want a party. He seemed glad to see the guests go. Martha's parents were giving weary looks at Nakago as they left, heading back to their own world with their other very confused daughters.
Nakago and Martha went to their little home in the hills, Nakago silent on the trip back. Martha waited until they were back at home to speak again.
"Nakago, what's bothering you?" Martha asked, as he sullenly made his way back up stairs.
"Nothing," he said, with a heavy sigh.
But Martha knew it was not Nothing. She followed him upstairs. They slowly got undressed and got into bed. Nakago did nothing. Martha wanted to explode.
"DA! What is the matter, Nakago?! Why won't you tell me what's the matter? Huh? I'm your wife! You can tell me."
"I've gone too soft," he finally said, rather quietly. "I'm not me anymore. I've lost my reputation. I'm not the same man I used to be." He frowned at the ceiling.
Martha cuddled into his arms and said softly, "Do you really want everyone to hate you, Nakago? Do you really want them to fear you?"
"I'm a general of an army," Nakago said, "that's what I do."
"Then quit!" Martha said, shoving herself off of him, and scowling. "I don't want you to do the stuff you used to do. I don't want you killing anyone one. I don't like war, I don't like hate, I don't want you to be like that!"
"But that's who I am," Nakago said.
"No it's not!" Martha said. "That's not the way you have to be! Don't kid yourself Nakago. Being evil will just make you depressed. No friends. And you wouldn't have me. Do you really want to not have me?"
Nakago said nothing.
Martha sighed. "We can always get anolled. (no, I didn't spell that right, but you get the drift.) We only just got married. If you don't want to be the way you are now, then go ahead and go back to your evil self. But I can't let you marry me then, because I can't live with a man who enjoys killing innocent people. I can't live with an evil man. It's either you or me, Nakago. I'll give you the night to think about it."
And Martha turned over on her side, ready to sleep.
Hours of silence passed. Martha could not fall asleep. All she could hear was the light breathing of Nakago, and she wished he would wake up and say something. She loved the man dearly but knew that she could not be married to a man who wanted to be evil.
Then, as the sun began to poke its head into the sky, and Martha groaned aloud, wishing sleep would come to her at last, she felt Nakago turn besides her, and his arms wrapped around her body. She felt his lips gently kiss her down the neck, and her face. His fingers gently storked through her hair, and his deep voice came into her ear.
"Anything you want."
That was all it took. Martha didn't need him to go on. She knew. She let him take control of her body and they made sweet love as the sun came up.
They moved out of Kutou and found a distant land where they lived as foreigners. Nakago got a simple job as a chef in the small downtown area of this new land, wow Martha didn't know he could cook but yes, he does. And it's not merely his wonderful cheez its.
His cheez its, though, he managed to sell and trade with the mountain bandits of Konan, and he got his own business up. His eldest son, Yoshi, nearly almost followed in his daddy's footsteps. Yohi was a very round boy. He was the eldest of six children.
Martha did stay at home, watching her children and making friends with the locals. She and Nakago learned the language of the foreign land, and invited Kristin, Caitlin and all the others for frequent visits. (Well, Martha invited them.)
And thus, the Damsels were all happily married, and went on living their lives, happily ever after.
The End.
Whether or not I'll actually write Damsels in Distress 3: the Next Generation, you'll have to see for your self. Watch for it this summer if it ever comes out. I'm fresh out of ideas, people, come on!
It was a small wedding, for he did not want the solidiers of Kutou to think that their general had gone soft and had actually fallen in love and was now getting married. So, naturally, they were not invited. Certaintly, sometime in the future, they would find out, but so long as they did not have to turn up at the little chapel where Nakago and Martha were to be wed.
The guests consisted of Martha's immediate family, Mitsukake as best man, and the four other Damsels. Nakago did not want the other warriors to see him dressed in a tux. He did not want them to see him kiss her. He did not want them to see how much he had changed. He no longer was a bad guy. He was going to have to try very hard to be bad among his solidiers. He could not be bad around Martha. He could not be bad around their future children.
The wedding took place in a little chapel within Kutou. Yellow and blue flowers decorated the place, and everything was very simple and almost plain. Martha even had a rather plain, white wedding gown, which sat below the shoulders, and had long sleeves. She had a long veil and a batch of blue and yellow flowers as a bouquet in her arms.
Her theme was played very slowly and melodically on the organ as she walked down the aisle. There was Nakago, dressed nicely in black. And there was Mitsukake standing behind him, in black suit, with a troll with blue hair on his pocket. And of course, there was Tama, with the ring on a pillow strapped to his back.
The ceremony began.
Martha's heart was pounding. She could not hear what the priest had to say. All she knew that FINALLY she was going to be marrying the man of her dreams. She would be living in Kutou with him, in a nice house besides some rolling hills, with the palace in view. Martha would stay at home while Nakago attended the Emperor as his general. Perhaps, when they had a son, he would become a general of an army, just like his dad.
Martha was standing there, slightly swaying, already picturing what their children were going to look like, when the words came up, and her ears snapped into attention, and her heart began pounding like mad.
"Do you, Nakago, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife for as long as you two shall both live?"
"I do," he said, in his deep, soothing voice. No Jack Hammer could do a voice like that.
"And do you, Martha, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband for as long as you two shall both live?"
"I do!" Martha squeaked.
There was a pause for objections. No one did, though Martha saw her dad fidget for awhile, his hand itching to come up, but he held his tongue.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now, kiss the bride."
Martha didn't think he'd do it, but he did. Very slowly, very gently, as though he wasn't sure how to kiss a woman, Nakago pulled Martha closer and bent down to give her a slow, quiet kiss. All the Damsels awed and giggled. Nakago's face turned red.
He did not scoop Martha up at first, but when she began to whimper, he did, and they were showered by mini tessens from Kristin, bubbles from Caitlin, mini feathers from Kailein, and mini dradles from Makiko. Apparently, they didn't know what to do for the two, so they recycled their material and used it again. It wasn't until later in the small party that they realized they could have made mini claw confetti.
The party was small. It was held in a little banquet hall next to the chapel. There was food there, but more importantly cheez its. Martha thought Nakago would be sick of them by now, but no, she was wrong. He was rather quiet, though, throughout the whole party, and Martha could sense there might be something wrong.
"Nakago?" she asked him, where they were sitting at the front of the room, watching the small amount of guests interacting with one another. "Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing," he said, and did not meet her eye for the rest of the evening.
Nothing much happened at the party. Nakago did not want a party. He seemed glad to see the guests go. Martha's parents were giving weary looks at Nakago as they left, heading back to their own world with their other very confused daughters.
Nakago and Martha went to their little home in the hills, Nakago silent on the trip back. Martha waited until they were back at home to speak again.
"Nakago, what's bothering you?" Martha asked, as he sullenly made his way back up stairs.
"Nothing," he said, with a heavy sigh.
But Martha knew it was not Nothing. She followed him upstairs. They slowly got undressed and got into bed. Nakago did nothing. Martha wanted to explode.
"DA! What is the matter, Nakago?! Why won't you tell me what's the matter? Huh? I'm your wife! You can tell me."
"I've gone too soft," he finally said, rather quietly. "I'm not me anymore. I've lost my reputation. I'm not the same man I used to be." He frowned at the ceiling.
Martha cuddled into his arms and said softly, "Do you really want everyone to hate you, Nakago? Do you really want them to fear you?"
"I'm a general of an army," Nakago said, "that's what I do."
"Then quit!" Martha said, shoving herself off of him, and scowling. "I don't want you to do the stuff you used to do. I don't want you killing anyone one. I don't like war, I don't like hate, I don't want you to be like that!"
"But that's who I am," Nakago said.
"No it's not!" Martha said. "That's not the way you have to be! Don't kid yourself Nakago. Being evil will just make you depressed. No friends. And you wouldn't have me. Do you really want to not have me?"
Nakago said nothing.
Martha sighed. "We can always get anolled. (no, I didn't spell that right, but you get the drift.) We only just got married. If you don't want to be the way you are now, then go ahead and go back to your evil self. But I can't let you marry me then, because I can't live with a man who enjoys killing innocent people. I can't live with an evil man. It's either you or me, Nakago. I'll give you the night to think about it."
And Martha turned over on her side, ready to sleep.
Hours of silence passed. Martha could not fall asleep. All she could hear was the light breathing of Nakago, and she wished he would wake up and say something. She loved the man dearly but knew that she could not be married to a man who wanted to be evil.
Then, as the sun began to poke its head into the sky, and Martha groaned aloud, wishing sleep would come to her at last, she felt Nakago turn besides her, and his arms wrapped around her body. She felt his lips gently kiss her down the neck, and her face. His fingers gently storked through her hair, and his deep voice came into her ear.
"Anything you want."
That was all it took. Martha didn't need him to go on. She knew. She let him take control of her body and they made sweet love as the sun came up.
They moved out of Kutou and found a distant land where they lived as foreigners. Nakago got a simple job as a chef in the small downtown area of this new land, wow Martha didn't know he could cook but yes, he does. And it's not merely his wonderful cheez its.
His cheez its, though, he managed to sell and trade with the mountain bandits of Konan, and he got his own business up. His eldest son, Yoshi, nearly almost followed in his daddy's footsteps. Yohi was a very round boy. He was the eldest of six children.
Martha did stay at home, watching her children and making friends with the locals. She and Nakago learned the language of the foreign land, and invited Kristin, Caitlin and all the others for frequent visits. (Well, Martha invited them.)
And thus, the Damsels were all happily married, and went on living their lives, happily ever after.
The End.
Whether or not I'll actually write Damsels in Distress 3: the Next Generation, you'll have to see for your self. Watch for it this summer if it ever comes out. I'm fresh out of ideas, people, come on!