AN: Minna! This is the final chapter! Arigatou for all the reviews! It's been fun, but dragging on stories is bad. I hope everyone enjoyed the story! Chiaki x Maron forever!

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            "Flight 236 bound to America is departing in five minutes." A nasally voice announced over a crackling intercom. Maron sighed and glanced down at the bags at her feet. She had only had enough time to gather the necessities before she had to run to catch her flight. 

            "I didn't even tell Miyako goodbye. Or Inchou, or Finn." She felt her vision cloud with tears. She could always call them from the plane, when it was too late to change her mind. Yes, that was what she'd do. And then she'd apologize to Chiaki and Yashiro for having to leave the wedding early. A family emergency.

            "MARON!"

            Maron spun around and gasped. A man in a tuxedo was sprinting through the airport, dodging people and hurdling over strewn baggage.

            "C-Chiaki!?" She looked around for Yashiro. Maybe they were going on a honeymoon to America and had the same flight. But Yashiro wasn't in sight. Chiaki skid to a halt in front of her. He hunched over, gasping for breath.

            "What are you doing here? Where's Yashiro?" Maron fidgeted nervously, still looking for a familiar green head. Chiaki shook his head and grabbed her hands in his. Maron fought against his hold.

            "Chiaki, I have a flight to catch…" She protested, trying to reach for her bags. He shook is head, keeping her from leaving by the grip he had on her hands.

            "Look, Chiaki, I'm sure you need to get back to Yashiro now, go on your honeymoon and all. I'm sorry I missed the wedding, but I had a family emergency and-"

            "Maron, there is now wedding."

            Maron froze, eyes wide. What did he mean there was no wedding? She had been there, saw the dresses, hell, she had been wearing one of the dresses earlier! And he was still in his tux.

            "What are you talking about?"

            "Last call for flight 236, now boarding."

            "That's my flight, I've got to go…"

            "Maron, will you marry me?"

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            Yashiro slumped onto an empty bench and sighed, looking up at the ceiling. She heard the wood creak as someone sat beside her.

            "Do you think he made it?"

            "I don't know." She replied, turning to face Noin. She had only met him once, and that was a brief time before the wedding. The church was virtually empty, everyone departing after the wedding was called off.

            "I hope he made it."

            "Why did you do it?" Noin asked suddenly, face set in an unreadable mask. Yashiro smiled sadly.

            "He didn't love me. Even If I had married him, we'd have been miserable." Her smile was bitter as tears threatened to fall. Noin sat by her wordlessly, silently mourning the loss of a love that he could never have.

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            "C-Chiaki?" Maron asked, startled by the sudden question. Her bags fell unnoticed to the floor as they stood in the middle of the bustling airport. Taking her silence as a rejection, her hastily dropped to one knee and took her hand in his. By now a small crowd had gathered, curious glances and silent cheers directed towards the couple.

            "Maron, the wedding is off. I…I can't marry Yashiro. I love you. I want you." He squeezed her hands as he watched her face for any reaction. She opened her mouth, then closed it again.

            "Chiaki…I…"

            "I know I've been a baka. A complete baka. But please, Maron. I can't bear it if you get on that plane."

            Maron could have sworn she saw his eyes mist over. Could she trust him? Was Yashiro really gone? Would she harass her?

            "Say yes!"

            "He loves you!"

            "When's the wedding?"

            "Am I invited?"

                The crowd had increased in size, soft murmurs of encouragement being rattled back and forth. Maron smiled tearfully, sniffled, then nodded.

            "Hai."

            All at once there was an eruption of cheers and hoots as Chiaki scooped Maron into his arms and kissed her, years of tension built up over time passing between them. When they finally parted, Chiaki rested his forehead against hers'.

            "Still getting on that flight?"

            "Nah, I think I'll stick around for a while." She giggled before leaning in and kissing him again.

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AN: OWARI! It's over! The ending was probably a little typical, but I'm typing this at 12am and I have two speeches to do later today -_- I hope you enjoyed! Review please!

~Neoshipper~