Disclaimer: No I do not own Ggundam. I'm getting really sick of writing that.

Rain stood in front of the three way mirrors at the bridal gowns store. She wore a completely absurd dress that was covered in lace, little seed pearls, and gigantic droopy bows. Marie Louise had insisted that she should try it on. Rain thought that she looked awful. She was completely miserable. Cecil made her try on a knee length dress that was completely strapless and looked more of a cream color than white. Cream was so not her color too. Shirley, Cathy, Janet, and Bunny had wanted her to get a pink dress. She was having the worst luck at finding her wedding dress.

"Rain you look wonderful," Marie Louise said dreamily.

"Marie this might be the perfect dress for you," Rain told the younger girl. "But I feel like a walking fabric store. I can barely walk and who on earth still puts a corset in dresses."

"I was just trying to help," Marie Louise said slightly offended.

"I'm sorry," Rain said sighing. "We've just been here since ten o'clock in the morning and it is now seven at night. I am incredibly tired and my wedding is in one week. I still have flowers, balloons, and my wedding cake to order. I have china, glasses, silver ware, napkins, and table clothes to pick out. Thankfully Domon has taken care of the minister, the plane tickets, and the hotel reservations. Oh and did I forget to mention there still is the small matter of picking out the food for the caterers. I have a church and reception hall to decorate. I'm completely swamped. I have to find my dress today because I don't have time to do it any other day. I also have daily appointments at a gym for who knows what reason from tomorrow until the day of my wedding."

"After watching Rain today I don't think I'm ever getting married," Cecil whispered to Bunny.

"I heard that!" Rain cried in frustration. "At this rate I'm not getting married either!" Rain threw herself onto one of the couches and closed her eyes.

"Rain" Shirley began. "You were just saying how you have to get this done tonight. Why on earth are you lying down? I want you up right now and since you don't like any of our suggestions I want you to go pick out your wedding dress."

"Yes maim," Rain said as she stood up to go change out of the monstrosity. She came back out of the dressing room in a pair of jean shorts and a light blue t-shirt that matched her eyes. Then she began wandering around the dress racks. She looked at dress after dress. Finally she found the perfect one. It was pure white with a floor length full skirt and spaghetti straps. Tiny glass beads lined the top and hem. The veil was a single sheet of white netting held in place by a tiara lined with the same glass beads. She was absolutely breathtaking.

"Rain that is totally the perfect dress," Cecil told her. "I am sorry that we were harsh when you didn't like any of out choices. Now I realize that it's your wedding and you just want everything to be perfect."

"She's right that dress is perfect for you," Marie Louise told her.

"If everything's so perfect then why am I crying?" Rain asked them.

"Because you know how happy you're going to be," Allenby told her. "You know that Domon's the perfect guy for you and your life with him will be beyond wonderful."

Rain gave her an appreciative smile and turned back towards the mirrors. She hoped that she looked as good as everyone was telling her she did. Cecil was right. She just wanted everything to be perfect.

Meanwhile Domon, Chibodee, George, Argo, Sai Sici, and Doctor Kasshu were picking out tuxedos for the wedding. Domon had liked the red ones. Chibodee liked the blue ones. George liked the white ones. Sai Sici liked the yellow ones, and Argo liked the dark green ones. Neither of them would give in too. They were arguing and fighting over which ones they would get.

Domon decided to call Rain and ask for her opinion. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed her number. "Can you people stop yelling so I can call Rain?" Domon yelled.

Rain heard her cell phone ring and walked back into the dressing room. The floor was covered with discarded wedding dresses. Rain dug through them and finally found her cell phone. "Hello," Rain said as she answered the phone.

"Hey Rain what color should our tuxedos be?" Domon asked her.

"Well how many colors are there to chose from?"

"This little pamphlet says there are one-hundred-two," Domon told her.

"All right why don't you each get a black tuxedo and a white dress shirt then what ever color tie you want," Rain said. "That way everyone is happy and I don't have to go help."

"Hey guys why don't we get the back ones with white shirts and then we can each pick out the tie we want?" Domon suggested.

"Cool idea," Sai Sici said.

"Rain came up with it didn't she Japanese?" Chibodee asked him.

"Yeah," Domon answered.

"Well ya got yourself a pretty smart girl," Chibodee told him.

"I do," Domon said. "I really do."