Chapter 7: A Life of Dreams

*2 years later

Kouji and I were hanging out with the others. It was Christmas and I was at his house. We both stood under the mistletoe.

"Kouji!" Takuya called.

"What?"

"Kiss her!"

"Why?"

"You're both under the mistletoe. Duh!"

"Alright"

His arms went around the smalls of my back and he tipped my chin upwards (sigh* he's now 6' 1 and I'm 5' 7). My arms went around his neck and we kissed. It was as sweet as sugar coated strawberries.

Then he brought me over to the Christmas tree he had set up.

"Look," he said pointing to the top of the tree where the angel was.

And on top of the angel's head was an engagement ring. Kouji took the angel down and took the ring off the top and went down on one knee.

"Oh my god," I gasped.

"Asia I've loved you for as long as I can remember and I want to spent the rest if my life with you. Will you marry me?"

I looked straight into his shining blue eyes.

"Yes of course."

He slipped the sapphire, diamond ring onto my ring finger. Its many angles reflected the light. Yet none of those lights could compare to the shine in his eyes.

He got up and we kissed.

Two months later we got married. Actually we got married twice; once in the real world and once in the fairy realm. Both were great.

The one in the real world was a lot formaler then the one in the fairy realm. There were beautiful flowers every where. It was like a lot of weddings; you know, party, dancing, wedding march.

We went on our honeymoon for a month in Paris, France; Venice, Italy; Athens, Greece; and to London.

On our wedding in the fairy realm there was a huge party. There were flower petals and snowflakes falling from the ceiling. Elves, fairies, imps, dwarves, witches, wizards, and mortal were all there.

Chau and Legolas had gotten married a few months before and were happy together.

There was a huge feast and dancing. Fairies wear different colors when they get married, just so you know.

I was wearing a silver tiara with diamonds, rubies, and emeralds; a silver, long sleeve top; and a long, silver, flowing skirt.

Kouji was wearing a gold top and pants. The top was also a long sleeve and the pants were loose too.

But you know what, it doesn't really matter what we wear. Heck, it doesn't even matter how elegant the wedding was. All that mattered was that I was spending the rest of my life with the one I love knowing nothing can come between us.