**A/N: Thanks to my reviewers. ^^;; You guys rule, seriously!! *does a jig*
I almost lost heart in writing this chapter. Not because my outlook was bad at the time, or because I was in a bad mood, but just because I thought "There is no *way* I can pull this insanity off". But I promised I would update, and I am going to do so one way or another. Hope you enjoy. (Rated R for Kaiba's duhty duhty mouth =))
Upon the completion of my previous chapter, it occured to me that my beloved Pegsu was not in that scene *at all*! Well, with the intention of making up for that right here, Pegasus gets to start this scene. ^-^
Sing it, babe--! ***
************************************
~Pegasus' POV~
This is it. The moment of truth. Today I am joining in wedlock for the second time of my life, and basically..........aside from the general wreck of the yard, the bird dung, the imminent destruction of the wedding cake, the general feelings of boredom of behalf of the guests, and the unknown perils which even I probably can't foresee....I must say this wedding is turning out to be a splendid success all around, wouldn't you agree?
Nevertheless, I do feel a bit awkward..as the last time I married it was her who was the long-haired one by comparison, she was wearing white, and I was in a tuxedo.....
Well, actually, if you saw "Aftermath" [the episode with Cecelia and I, which Amber does not remember the episode number of because she is a lazy bum who never pays attention] I was in truth wearing suspenders and a yellow shirt to my wedding....but I still *FIRMLY* maintain that the lapse of my fashion sense was entirely the fault of the cheap uncouth swindlers at "Eddy's Dry-Cleaning"--efficient speedy service my British bum! Yes, my dear friends, Las Vegas is not always the land of luxury and opportunity that it boasts itself to be. But I digress.
Oh yes, I should also mention that the first time I joined in a most beauteous giving of vows, the other person involved happened to be a woman. But I'm sure that won't matter much in that actual marriage, because we all are well aware of what a kind-hearted affectionate demeanor my dear Seto Kaiba has.
And besides, in our day and age, two marriages isn't much in the grand scheme of things. I mean to say, if that dreadful Jerry Springer fellow is to be believed, then I am in fact very fortunate. In the past, I have had the occasion of meeting people younger than myself who had been married five times as much as myself. Perhaps I am not as intelligent as I've given myself credit for, but if the first four times fail, isn't that a rather good indication that the problem, my dear, may just possibly be lurking on *your* behalf? And besides..good heavens, why after four failures would anyone *desire* to seek a fifth?
Well, now I suppose I am just mind-rambling. I'm certainly glad that no one else bears the Millenium Eye, or else this little rant might be rather embarrassing.
[Amber: Mwahahaha...]
Speaking of the Millenium Eye..hmm, might as well pick the guests' minds...shh, no, it's not harassment of any form! They haven't made a law to that effect yet....
[reading minds is not an invasion of privacy by any judicial code, however, in Marshalltown, Iowa, horses are forbidden to eat fire hydrants[1] and in Devon, Connecticut, it is unlawful to walk backwards after sunset[1]....ahh, the joys of the American Justice System...]
Hmm, but what is this? Never before has my Millenium Eye revealed such...blankness. Is it possible that my guests are in fact thinking...nothing? But that's inconceivable! No human being could be so incredibly bored/stupid as to be incapable of any form of thought whatsoever...well, except perhaps those blokes who made the law against horses eating fire hydrants.. but I seriously doubt that they are attending my wedding.
Wait! I sensed one of the crowd...
It seems Joey is wondering why the Heinz ketchup bottle reads "57 varieties" as he only seems to see one variety....
Why, how dare he be thinking such a thing at this time.....although..on second thought..why *does* the ketchup say 57 varieties?[2] I've only seen regular, hot, low-sodium..and that extremely frightening green catsup of a few years back, which I refused to eat until Croquet tried first (I am sanity-challenged, brethren, not stupid. That stuff can't be proper)
....And now I am talking (thinking? what exactly is this?!) about ketchup on my wedding day. Thank-you-very-much Joey-boy!
Perhaps I should probe my cuddly-wuddly Seto bunny's (wonder if I should use that pet name on him to his face?) mind? Hmm...welllllllllll.....oh, yes, I must do so, my curiosity prompts me and I cannot resist it's calling! Besides, Kaiba~boi will have to get used to a little mind invasion every now and then if he ever hopes to spend the rest of eternity with moi...
........................................
Oh Ra, Kaiba~boi! Don't elevate your expectations *that* much. After all these lifetimes, I'm not entirely sure that I'm that flexible anymore!
***********************
[Uh....Well...Amber is really not sure how to add another sentence after that, so she is just going to end the monologue here and resume course. Incidentally, this *was* intended to be a serious Pegasus monologue..but this author has a way of corrupting her musings....]
***********
--Back to your regularly scheduled wedding--
**********
No more than five minutes after coming through the front doors of the mansion, Seto Kaiba had made his way down the entirity of the red carpet. He currently stood at the foot of steps leading to the podium, whereupon a minister would preside and vows would commence.
...And already, the audience was getting bored. Sure, one of the two participants had made their way out, but it was likely that every servant and maid would have to be outside before the wedding really began..and then that would *still* be a long boring bunch of blah blah. People were slinking down in their seats and sighing even as Kaiba walked up the stairs.
Yugi's friends, and the others from Domino City, had attention spans peeled down to about 45 seconds tops. This was due in part to rapid increases in technology--thanks a lot, Kaiba Corp!-- in part to super-high sugar diets--which tend to happen when you're in a group of five completely unsupervised teeny-boppers who are constantly walking around together and wreaking havoc--and in part because TV shows of this era talk too fricken fast. [Yes, Gilmore Girls, Scrubs, and ER... Amber is looking in your direction]
Yep, the folks who had come to attend this day liked a lot of action, and as little plot as necessary. [Geez, bet they'd love the new Matrix movie...] In other words, if stuff didn't start getting blown up at this wedding soon, then they'd be groaning immensely.
However...they ended up getting more than they bargained for....
When Kaiba reached his side of the podium, he noticed for the first time that a man he'd never seen before--a servant presumably, judging by the suit and sunglasses-- was already standing there fretting.
Kaiba didn't think much of it until the man persisted in staring at him.
"You the minister?" He grunted.
The man shook his head hurriedly.
"Then what the hell are you doing?! Get off the stand!"
The servant rubbed his toe into the ground nervously. "Uh...Mr Kaiba, sir, I've been sent to inform you of something...."
He paused, probably expecting some kind of comment to be inserted right here. Instead, Kaiba just glared in his stoic indifferent Kaiba-esque sort of way.
"Uh...well...sir..you see....."
.........
"The preacher ..um, could not come today. Something came up. He's very sorry sir."
Kaiba blinked. 30 seconds passed, then with a dry laugh of disbelief he said, "Ha..for a minute there I thought you said there was no preacher. But I *know* that's not what you said because...well, then the whole damn wedding would be ruined..." (glare)
The other winced. "I'm sorry, sir!"
.......................
Not five seconds had passed (about 3, shock setting in) before every single person in attendance was sitting upright in their seat, as their ears were blasted by the sound of irate yelling, coupled with a lot of swearwords they had probably never even heard before.
Random shouts of "--NO, I WILL NOT FUCKING CALM DOWN!" and a few well-placed "HOW THE HELL DOES SOMETHING "COME UP" FOR A PREACHER?" and one "WHAT?! WHO IN RA'S FUCKING HELL IS LINDA BLAIR?!"
**A/N: If you didn't get that last one, you should watch more TV. It ruins brains well. Hell, just look at Amber here, she's now marrying off mortal enemies...**
A tirade that followed this basic format erupted and continued for...well, no one knew how long but it damn sure felt like a few hours. As the crowd began to slink down in their seats, for once Yugi (who had resumed his seat) was extremely grateful to be a midget. Already, there was this nasty feeling in the back of his head...he somehow had this nagging suspicion that *he* would be yelled at before too long....
Apparently braver than any human being alive, and seriously tempting fate, Joey proceeded to take advantage of what he saw as an open opportunity (read: no one's paying attention) and snuck out of his seat to make a lunge in the direction of the food. Really, he was starving to death after all, he had not consumed one iota of food in about 20 minutes, what's a poor man to do?
Of all the crowd, Yugi was the only one who noticed his friend departing. The youthful duelist opened his mouth to make a persuasive speech to the effect that this was a foolhardy idea (read: dumbass) but was halted by Tristan's hand on his shoulder.
"Let em go. He's obviously extremely determined (aka stupid) and he deserves whatever he gets. He'll probably just end up getting sick later...jeez, I'm not even sure if half of that food is dead yet, and I don't want to find out."
Yugi bit his lip and continued peering off to the side.
Needless to say, Kaiba was still standing up in front of everyone, fuming, generally terrorizing the "guests" who were by now just twitching and staring wide-eyed at the spectacle before them.
Finally, he paused, huffed, grunted, leaned over in apparent exhaustion, and looked outwards unto the audience as though he were seeing them for the first time. The expression was almost pleading, and they in turn almost expected to hear something gentle or sorrowful...
"Shit! Why are you vapid idiots just sitting there starring?!" (gentle and sorrowful do not an immediate response get) "Can't you see the dire emergency of this predicament? Holy fucking Ra! One of you useless pathetic whiny worthless (insert further adjectives of your own liking here) freaks needs to get up here--NOW!!"
Dead silence followed...well, okay, maybe some poor stupid fellow coughed, possibly, but that was all the noise the crowd could be expected to produce. Blue eyes pierced visciously into them. What a bunch of moochers! They came to eat the food, to see a show, but when the going got tough, they could not be expected to come through. Each and every last one just lowered their head and hoped they'd be overlooked if it came down to it.
"Isn't there anyone in this Ra damned crowd who can perform some simple wedding vows?"
At this point, there were a few awkward looks exchanged. Maybe someone expected someone else to move..or sigh, or grunt, or gasp..or do *SOMETHING*....well, obviously no one was stupid enough to call attention to themselves in such a manner, not when Kaiba looked so close to murdering some lifeform or another...
"I will not just stand here while the best fucking day of my life goes to shit! I swear I'll throttle whoever is responsible for this!"
Yugi could've sworn that Kaiba's eyes kept flickering in his direction, but he shook off the feeling as sheer paranoia. Nonetheless, Yugi was definitely sure that some poor creature was on the verge of a very painful death......just, hopefully *not* himself....
Just as it appeared that Kaiba was opening his mouth and raising his fists for another oncoming rant of melodrama, a new voice arose most unexpectedly.
"Yeesh, Seto Kaiba...by the claws of Bast, if you're going to carry on so, then ..I suppose I've no further choice but to offer whatever skills I may at performing this bonding...."
For a moment, Kaiba looked undaunted. He was so infuriated in that instant, it seemed unlikely enough that he'd even heard the soft-spoken matter-of-fact voice. Suddenly, as the crowd began spinning around in dumbfounded wonder (and probably thanking whatever gods they believed in that they were still alive..), Kaiba's jaw clenched sharply and the prepared rant died before it ever began.
"...I suppose I do owe Master Pegasus a favor for his gracious contribution to my museum....er.....and I probably also owe him a favor on account of the fact that my psychotic megalomaniac brother ended up stealing said gracious contribution. So sorry about that. Please don't hold it against dear Malik-waliky-chan...it's not his fault, really, he's just been lapsing his Ritalin intakes lately, and he's a real handful when that happens. But don't worry, we're working to fix it...although, your cards are probably gone forever. Little Brother Rage. Gomen....but perhaps I can make some amends here, by performing Rites for you..."
Seto's storm-clouded blue eyes narrowed on the speaker, an Egyptian woman who he had met once before, Isis Ishtar.....
Okay, good that fate had been nice enough to produce her appearance today...but really...when in the hell did she get here and how had no one noticed?!
Good gods.....was EVERYONE in fricken Domino here or what?!?
"Although..." She added further, "I am not necessarily in the highest capacity for this role. I am no priest, you must understand. I may have to paraphrase some customary vows which I have heard in sparse instances of the past...and also, furthermore.."
"BY OSIRIS, WOMAN--I don't give a kuriboh's furry arse if you say the Canadian National Anthem, just get up here and start talking!!" Kaiba coughed. By this point, he was understandably growing slightly hoarse.
With a face indifferent enough to rival Kaiba himself, Isis strolled smoothly up to the stand and assumed the position behind the lonely podium.
By this point, the poor audience was so muddled that they didn't even know whether they should clap wildly or just slink down further and ride the storm....a healthy number attempted both......
-------------------------------------
Meanwhile, inside the British palace where Pegasus is often seen drinking "fruit juice":
The other "bridesmaids" had all proceeded to exit moments ago, yet Alana lingered briefly. She had, after all, had a gracious hand in bringing this wedding to life...and..although her ideals had not gone over exactly as she would have liked, the overall presentation could be dubbed a success.
The exuberant young woman smiled as she took in the sumptuous setting, fully taking a good look around to appreciate the fine decor, inhaling the exotic floral scents. Much akin to a fairytale, she decided. Alana was certainly in no hurry to see this day end, for she desired to savor the sweet rarity of such a marvelous occasion....but alas, all good things do end. (except..hopefully not the relationship between Pegasus and Kaiba, but, you know, all *other* good things..)
By now it was just past high noon, and some sunlight peeked through the thick clouds, filtering heavily through the archaic-style windows, luminous beams dancing gently on the marble floors.
Taking a final mental picture of this quiescent perfect moment in time, Alana inhaled deeply, hummed some pretty nonsense melody, and stepped forward towards the door.
However...as fate would have it....her little trip to the doorway just happened to be interrupted by a chance encounter..
Her mind was so far elsewhere that she did not notice the tiny golden object lying just alongside her foot...didn't notice, that is, until her other dainty high-heeled foot happened to strike the beautifully-crafted piece.
A moment later, she was lying face down on the ground, surprised, and with the wind clearly knocked from her body.
However, never one to surrender easily, Alana pushed herself up on her hands and turned around for a better glimpse. Clumsily groping past her twisted heel, her gloved right hand ran across a tiny object, delicately woven yet hard. Puzzled, she scooped the enigmatic trinket up and lifted it beneath her wide eyes.
No--! It couldn't be! Yet.....it was...there was no other possible explanation.....
Master Pegasus' ring........
Now that she thought about it...she did recall that it had been entrusted to that little kid, the ebony-haired one. Apparently he had gotten a bit careless with it. But...if the ring was here...then how could the wedding be properly continued? Well, obviously, it couldn't!
This was disastrous! This could easily offset and ruin the entire ~wedding~! ...But then...fortunately, Alana had literally tripped over it..whew. Okay, so it wasn't particularly *fortunate* for her poor ankle, but she had no time to thank of that now...
Standing aright, Alana brushed off her sea-form green bridesmaid dress, clamped the ring in her palm with vicious determination and strode forward in as quick a pace as she dared to maintain in her pointed heels.
There was still time. Pegasus would appear unto the crowd momentarily, but the vows could be lengthy. Yes, that seemed like plenty of time to get the ring to it's ultimate destination....
And Alana swore to herself that she would.....
...of course, she had no idea of what lay ahead....
*****************************
When the enormous stone doors of the palace parted for the second time this day, hardly anyone even paid any mind to the occurance. It was lunch. Their stomaches groaned, and soon, they'd be groaning too.
And as with the other entrance, there was no signal. No jubilant tune of "Here Comes the Bride" [apparently this author would like to leave her dear bishounen some shred of dignity], no burst of light, no heavenly choir. Just the same old noises which had been going on since the day began: birds squawking incessantly, people muttering stupidly, and the soft sound of the ocean foam lapping at the shore.
Now there was the creaking of door-hinges, the almost mute sound of footfalls and the swishing of fabric....
Pegasus stood in the doorway, arm-in-arm with Croquet, grinning as much as you might expect. His face had taken on the lovely colour of a pronounced flush...and, perhaps a bit nervous now that he was in plain sight of everyone, he let his head dip a bit, as though he wished for the cascading silver strands to hide the porcelain features beneath. The one golden honey-coloured eye gazed outwards in an almost surreal daze, piercing through the masses and staring straight at his beloved.
For as we all know, dear Pegasus is a most hopeless romantic, and against all odds, this moment had come.
This moment, no matter how flawed it may have seemed to others, was in fact a time of transcendent perfection, of impeccable loveliness, a time when one heartbeat could cleave and linger deep within the chest, a droplet in the spectrum of time which would be forever ingrained in memory.........
"Bout time!" Tristan muttered.
Nothing about this instant seemed real. This was their old *enemy* after all, and here he was, wearing white silk, getting married?!
It was something they could never expect, never predict. In a way, this seemed disturbingly akin to one of those disasters that would come directly before armageddon.... yes, volcanoes shall explode, comets shall strike the sea, and Pegasus shall be seen walking down an aisle in silk. They were all as good as dead.
Although no one was looking at him for the nonce, Kaiba desperately tried to stifle an immediate smile...failed, and came off with a quirky expression somewhere between a wry smirk and a twitch of the nose.
There was still a certain awkwardness to the situation. Here they were parading and flaunting this relationship right in front of a bunch of people, many of those being ADD-driven teenagers, and almost all of this audience being composed of people that neither especially cared for or really even knew. If taken out of context and examined rationally, the whole set-up would no doubt seem unspeakably absurd to the point of being downright silly.
But...the time for analyzations was long past. This was a moment conceived for emotions, not common sense. Hey, everyone deserves one of those at some point in their life, what are dreams for, after all? Sure, there were approximately some ten-thousand things which could go wrong just in the time it would take for Pegasus to reach the altar, but that scarcely seemed to matter now.
In a way, it was almost good that the sun was behind the clouds this day. Had it not been, the sheer brightness of Pegasus' silver hair, blending with the purest white colour of his robe, may well have made for a truly blinding apparition.
As it was, the enormity of his much anticipated presence alone was striking enough to turn quite a few heads, even if they were too far away to glimpse the rosy flush.
Otogi was standing a bit closer, and turned just in time to see the spectacle. He was stricken, partially because it wasn't something he was expecting to turn around and see, and partially because it was difficult not to get flustered at the sight of tumbling waves of white and silver sheen, coupled with the divine contrast in the hues of a smooth soft glow spreading across the visible remnant of the face.
So naturally, at his most valuable moment, when he was looked to by everyone in attendance to provide a background.....Otogi got totally ridiculously flabbergasted and dropped his stack of music sheets everywhere.
In a desperate, immediate, haphazard effort to remedy his lapse of brainpower, Otogi stooped over and grabbed the bundle of papers up in one swift move.
As it would happen, of course, he was just this instant supposed to be handing the conductor a pre-selected sheet, something enchanting, haunting, romantic, for the occasion..........
But naturally, like every other bloody thing this day had been flubbed up, Otogi clumsily flipped through the messy scattered pile and hastily grabbed a sheet which, at a glance, looked like it might be the right one. By the time he handed it he handed it to the conductor, he happened to chance a better look and by this point realized...hey! OOPS! Wrong piece!
...Of course, by then it was far too late for Otogi to do anything except bite his nails and hope to Ra that Pegasus would be so love-stricken he wouldn't notice....
Aw, damn it! He had screwed up a job whose sole responsibility was *HANDING A GUY A SHEET OF PAPER*!
He grunted. At this rate, he'd be back at the Clogged-Artery-Burger-Joint, saying "Pickles, ma'am?" in no time flat!
Helplessly, Otogi just grabbed his pony-tail and winced. 3, 2, 1....
As Pegasus stepped forward lightly, he was greeted by music he certainly...er, did not expect. Music blared, very-well-played music on account of the fact that it was after all the London Orchestra playing it, and not some garage kid band, but...what the hell?
It was the Phantom of the Opera theme!!
Pegasus gaped, blushed heavily, spun around backwards, spun back forwards, flipped his hair, and groaned. [Yes, in that order, darnit!]
Fine culture was all nice and good, but this was ridiculous! Was this someone's nasty effort at making a point? Well, Pegasus did realize and admit to himself that some people had a tendency to view him as ..well, a little..eh, creepy, on account of his maniacal laughter, and constant wine sipping, and soul-stealing, and ornate Victorian style dress, and Millenium Eye, and long effeminate hair...........but really! This was uncalled for!
If this was that young Ryuuji's idea of a prank, then it was ~sooooooo~ not funny! Hmph, Pegasus decided he might not send that kid those funny bunny comics after all....oh, wait, he'd already sent them! Ra!
Pegasus just swallowed one good time and walked forward, putting the incident out of his mind...which was somewhat difficult considering the music was still playing.
In the next moment it stopped abruptly. Jeez, only took then five minutes of playing the entirely wrong tune which did not befit this occasion at all before they realized their error. How swift of them.
A few shouts of
"Hey..wait a bloody minute!" and "Great Scott, this is not proper at all!" and a final decisive, "*grumble* Why, good sir! We did not come here to be insulted in this most undignified manner!" were heard. [Haha, the big fancy orchestra did bad, haha...]
Needless to say, by this point Otogi was rolling around on the ground and muttering inanely about how he'd probably sabotaged his business partner, looked bad in front of his idol, etc etc...
But hey, what did it really matter? It's not as though the audience was really cultured enough to know that the wrong piece was being played...actually, they didn't even know what the piece *was*. They only wished it had a bit more "funk, yo", (to put it in proper terms...) really, they thought in unison, who could get jiggy to this tune?
And as for Kaiba, well, he did what he always does: Glare, and growl......
------------------------------------------
Elsewhere, Alana was huffing. Good gracious, this had to be the longest staircase ever! She couldn't understand why it didn't look so far down, yet she had been running down it (really, running like mad) for near five minutes and was not making the slightest bit of progress.
With a groan of fatigue, she stopped momentarily and placed a hand on the railing. This castle was full of crazy bugs like this, but if she figured accurately, the eastern side door would be the quickest way of exiting and reaching the ceremony without actually disturbing it.
As she took just a few seconds to regain her bearings, the poor woman suddenly found herself falling backwards. Emitting a pronounced "Eeiiii!!", she tumbled back and onto the hard marble with a thud.
It didn't hurt, not really, but it sure as heck shocked her half to death. What new insanity was this?
The bewildered girl sat upright, rubbing her noggin. Woozy, she attempted to stand up, and..basically... fell down again. Pushing upwards for a second time, she did at length succeed in standing, but a good portion of her dress tore off at the topmost portion of the stairs--the area where the stairs ended and leveled off to become flat flooring.
Raising an eyebrow in wonder and surprise, she mumbled something to the effect of "Huhnnnnhh? Wha?" and staggered backwards.
Though it had never happened to her personally, she had heard tell of people getting their clothes trapped in those confounding devices called escalators, and for some peculiar reason, this reminded her oddly of such a scenario.
All-at-once, an enormous sweat bead popped onto the back of her dizzy head.
An escalator!! That's exactly what this pseudo-staircase had to be! No...wait....impossible, for if it was, then surely she would have seen the steps moving upwards.....
....unless of course....it was something really freaky and weird..like perhaps a magical spell there? Wait..no...that made ~no~ sense whatsoever...
...waitaminute!! This was Pegasus! Of course it made no sense!
Yes, yes, this was exactly like something Pegasus would conceive of, that trickster. He probably got a lot of jollies out of tricking Croquet and Kemo into things like this...but now was certainly no time for humour [except in this author's twisted mind], she had to get Master Pegasus the ring ASAP or every last bit of tedious work thus far was forfeit!
Still fiercely determined, Alana turned and ran in the opposite direction. The palace was a pretty enormous place, she was sure it had plenty of efficient exits...just so long as she could reach one without further difficulty....
Just as these thoughts crossed her mind, the woman gasped and fell again.
But this time it was no hidden peril that had stopped her in her tracks. This time it was the firm grip of a large hand on her shoulder.
Following this, there came the sound of furious yelling. When it dawned on her that she couldn't understand one word of that crazed yelling, it hit her that ...ah! The man was ~not~ speaking English...
Spinning around quickly enough to surprise her captor, the woman's wide eyes saw the face of a stout angry French guy with black curly hair and a long slender mustache.
Creepy enough to give her nightmares for the next month, she decided. However, she was able to readily recognize the man. It was the French chef that the master had hired for this occasion...why he was still here was eluded her, though. Well, no time to make sense of stuff like that.
Apparently the man was rather...ahem, upset, by the fact that his dishes had not gone over well with guests, and that the ones which had were devoured long before the timing was appropriate.
Alana sensed that he was dragging her in the general direction of the kitchen...obviously not exactly a destination she would have chosen for herself. Agh, this was ridiculous! She was in an emergency situation and had no time for crap like this...
Besides, for some reason...just looking at this guy reminded her of an unpleasant and overly drawn-out scene from a certain Disney movie about a certain chick with flippers that Alana had seen in her youth....ah, how long had it been since she had taken to the embellished glory of Disney fantasies..?
.... Wait..she remembered... it was last week at Master Pegasus' dinner party. Yep..affinity for classic cartoons...
(Truly, Alana had seen that it was some task for poor Kaiba to console Pegasus when Bambi's mother died..*sniffle*)
But anyway, the fact that this chubby chef brought cartoon recollections into the girl's mind was ~not~ a good thing...
"Hey!" She yelled senselessly, kicking him in the shins to free herself. The man toppled comically. "How dare you evil chefs treat cute little crustaceans so horribly!"
Feeling somehow proud of her rather moronic outburst, Alana tilted her head proudly, humphed, gave the guy one more good whacking with her shoe, and ....finally deciding to discard those annoying shoes entirely, ran off to save the wedding.
------------------------
Yugi blinked in surprise.
Beside him, Joey's empty seat had been filled by a new presence, a presence whose sight filled the youngster with warmth just to behold.
"Yami...?"
The ancient pharaoh causally turned, a golden blond lightning-bolt strand dipping softly against his tiny nose. He smiled at his little hikari pleasantly, that same reassuring smile which Yugi had come to trust beyond any shadow of a doubt.
"Yami!" Exclaimed the now jubilant boy. "What are you doing here? I didn't think you'd care about this sort of thing..."
Absentmindedly, the youth fingered the smooth gold of his Millenium Puzzle. It was very unusual indeed for Yami to just appear on his own, without any form of signal from his hikari. Yugi certainly didn't mind, though...
The enormous fuschia eyes stared curiously.
"Nonsense, Yugi." Responded Yami, folding his arms and crossing a leg as he posed himself to sit comfortably. "Long ago, when I was pharaoh in ancient Egypt, weddings were considered important customs even in that time. Well, of course, not for slaves, because they're generally not important period...but you see, I was pharaoh, so therefore, my wedding was important and were someone not to attend then I could have them executed, sacrificed on a pyre. Of course they wouldn't be mummified in this case, and then their eternal soul would have to be forfeit since their heart would weigh more than a feather...and then they'd be summarily punished by being cast into the mouth of a vicious monster for their afterlife. *....Ah, them were the days..!* Well...so, anyway, weddings. Yes, were I being married when I was pharaoh, I would be expected to marry my sister, if I had one, I mean. You know, keeping the royal blood pure and not contaminating it with blood from outside families."
Yugi shuddered, cringed, and stuck his tongue out.
"Well...Ra, Yugi! I think your loud blaring monstrous machines and frail puny wooden houses of 2003 are pretty damn weird too, you know. I mean, really, how can you experience true quality of luxury in a tiny square-shaped-slave-quarter-esque-hut? Indeed, a dark dank pyramid is the only home for me. And what is with all the new "weeds" these days? In my era, we got our highs from good old-fashioned lotus flowers...ah, lotus...YEAWHOA!" ---as Pegasus languidly strolled by, Yami slipped an arm outwards into the aisle--- "Engh, eh...! By the papyrus plants of the eternal Nile, Yugi! That's as round as the Eye of Horus!!"
Yugi's eyebrow furrowed. The incident...wasn't necessarily strange though, Yami did get that wild look in his eyes sometimes...
[Amber: Read some of the early manga, you'll see the Crazed Yami Look =)]
"Um, Yami, you know, they're getting married..."
"In my day, you could get married to lots of people, and still have some concubines on the side. Trivial matter."
For some reason, Yugi felt the need to sweatdrop. But, since he'd already sweat-dropped numerous times already just in the last hour, he let his multi-coloured head dip down instead and...oddly enough, felt the need to burst into laughter. Sometimes, there was nothing else you could do...
---------------------------------
Isis stepped back, watching with cold midnight blue eyes as everyone assumed correct positions.
As Pegasus stepped across from his soon-to-be-signifigant-other, Croquet released his arm and folded his own arms behind his back. Yet..as the servant assumed his trademark indifferent stance....Pegasus could have sworn that he heard a muffled sound beside him.
"Croquet?" He whispered, turning enough to glance at the other with the periphereal vision of his lone cinnamon spice eye. That eye closed, lashes knitting in a most lovely vision of tranquility. "Croquet? Is something awry?"
The other did not respond, provoking his master to turn fully.
"Oh..nothing, Master Pegasus. Nothing." As he spoke, a hand lifted to his own eyes, pushing the dark glasses upwards and a bit against the nose. "Nothing. Just something bugging my eye. Pay it no mind."
Sensing exactly what was going on with the situation, Pegasus made a face that could reveal any number of emotions. "Croquet....oh, cut it out, please! Oh, truly, you shall chagrin me tremendously, oh, no, don't..."
But already it was too late. His servant was sufficiently blubbering, raising a fancily imprinted handkerchief against the corners of unseen eyes. "Damn..big piece of dust...."
Chuckling a little despite himself, Pegasus turned to face Kaiba, whose only response was an impatient grunt.
*************************
{--We interrupt this already-too-darn-long wedding to bring you more useless too-darn-long info, an XXAmberxon ProductionXX--}
[what the YGO cast is thinking at this *zenith of excitment*!:]
*************************
[Yugi]
*Hn....Pegasus has silky smooth hair...I wonder if his shampoo would work for me...I should ask what brand it is...*
*If I tried to stand on my head, would I be able to get back up afterwards..? Or would my hair just impale in the ground and get me stuck..?*
*Do growth hormones *really* work?*
*Awww...why do *I* have to be stuck behind the crazy woman with the enormous Cecelia wig..?! Can't see anything except a huge wall of blond hair!!*
*How is it that Yami and I could be seperated by several thousand years of age, and yet we both use the *same* hair care products?*
*Considering that my hair has three colours, while most normal humans have single-coloured hair, is it possible that I have more chromosomes or something? ...Wait, would an increase of hair chromosomes explain for the apparent lack of height chromosomes..?*
*....Do they even *have* such a thing as height chromosomes..?*
---------
[Ryou]
*Great Scott...*
*This sucks, I'm missing football!*
*This kitten sort of reminds me of someone, though I'm not quite sure who..*
*Why am I always giving my two yen on dueling advice, even though I never actually duel..?*
*Sometimes I feel like there's another person inside of my body .......... I guess it's just adolescence.*
*DIE DAMN MORTALS!!!!!!!*
*...what the bloody...*
*I bet I'd look sexy with a tan...*
*...Why do I have no ass? Why?*
------------
[Tea]
*must...make...friendship..speech...*
-----------
[Tristan]
*....................hmm......beetle.......ant.....*
---------
[Mai]
*I don't know about this....two really attractive guys getting married..to each other? Ah well, I suppose there are plenty of fish in the sea...*
--glance at Tristan, who is absentmindedly picking his nose, and Yugi, who is trying desperately to peer over the person in front of him--
*.....well, I guess I could always become a lesbian...*
---------------
[Kaiba]
*I, Seto Kaiba, world-renowned genius, shall, in my extremely massive intelligence, be the first person ever to find every last number of pi!!*
*...Damn, he looks hot. We're going to have to pull out this silk stuff more often...*
*You will fall, pi! MWAHAHAHAHA!!*
*....Damn, he looks hot.*
*Did I just say the same thing twice? ....Oh well..*
*....what is this Egyptian woman babbling about?*
*...wait, if this were Ancient Egypt...would I be marrying my sister..?*
*....hmmm, is that why Yami's hair is spiky? What the hell excuse does Yugi have?*
*Wait, now just what the hell am I supposed to call Pegasus? Pegasus is Pegasus' last name, so that sounds idiotic...hmm, should it be....Maximillion? Max? Maxie...fuck no.. Pegs? Pegsy? Peggy? Effeminate? Crawford? J???
.....ah..best to stick with Pegasus...*
*Does this make me Seto-Kaiba-Pegasus? Or does it make him Maximillion-Pegasus-J-Crawford-Kaiba? Or is it Seto-Pegasus-Kai...oh, hell with it..*
*....ah, nice *class*....*
----------
[Pegasus]
*.....you do realize I can read your every thought, Kaiba~boi? I did ~hear~ that!*
*....how dare that NesQuik fellow steal Funny Bunny's gig! Mental note: Buy them out and drive to bankruptcy...then laugh evilly and read comics...*
*[ ~~assorted romantic shtick...use *your* imagination this time!~~]*
----------------
{--/End disturbing peek into cast members' minds--}
---------------
--------------
Alana inhaled her first breath of outdoor air, well... panted is more like it. She was outside, the first hurtle was out of the way, but she doubted she was in the clear just yet. The weather was still as dreary as it was earlier, but it wasn't raining...and it was possible that the clouds might blow over.
She stood in the back yard, in the extravagant gardens that lay hidden from the sight of those in the front. It had seemed ridiculous to use the back door, but the poor exhausted woman truly had no choice left to her. Every other door in the palace was locked....for what reason the maid could only guess...though she did suspect it had something to do with keeping the wandering guests from making a pig-stye of the interior...not that any lock could really hope to hold back those raving masses...
At the edge of the orchard, she heard a rustling behind her and a lot of angry squawks.
In the next instant, before she had even a moment to consider what was making such a raucous noise.. (guests, bad as they were, didn't usually make those kind of noises..well, unless they were really drunk...in which case things could get messy..but)
Less than a full second later, she found herself overcome with a flock of loud-mouthed exotic birds. Bringing birds here was her idea, but at the time it had seemed beautiful....
....course, they were signifigantly *less* beautiful when trying to claw your eyes out*
Great....rather than following a dreamlike romanticism like in Disney movies, this wedding had instead become a scene straight out of a certain Alfred Hitchcock film....
Still holding the ring in a tight death grip, she ran for her life in whatever direction seemed like "away" at the time.
The wild hell beasts ripped the frilly dress edges even moreso than they had been ripped already, beaks pecking eagerly at whatever was there.
Fortunately, she managed to keep a step ahead, not quite getting any flesh pecked, but losing quite a lot of breath.
Splashes of blue, orange, yellow, the vibrant colours of exotic fauna, trailed not far behind.
Throwing her arms over her head and flailing them wildly, she managed to block her face off safely....
...unfortunately..she couldn't see where she was going...and tumbled right into the garden pond....
---------------
"In the respect of keeping with your own cultural tradition...." Isis paused, allowing the smooth flow of her lovely words to sink in fully. Her voice had an almost sing-song quality...very nearly hypnotizing.
Pegasus just stared forward, smiling as though in a trance, nibbling his lower lip gently.
"...I will now ask that if anyone has any reasonable qualms, any hesitations, any deeply rooted beliefs that this wedding would be going against the will of fate, then the person who feels in this manner should now arise to voice these feelings....or, as you say in the West, let them forever hold their peace..."
At that, Kaiba shot a really vicious "I-frickin-dare-you-stupid-morons-to-try-some-shit!" glare at the audience.
...And, at this point, Amber and SW had to sit down and start mumbling amidst themselves.
-----------------
{aside:}
[SW: Dam it! And here I went through all the trouble of buying this stupid Cecelia wig... --throws wig on ground and stomps repeatedly-- and wearing this ridiculous pink dress with these...bows! Ick. I guess now I'll have to throw away my custom "i luv u pegasus xoxoxoxo!" sign!!]
[Amber: Calm down, Yami Storm Wing! As long as Pegasus is happy, isn't that the important thing? I mean, don't *we* want whatever our beloved bishounen wants?]
[SW: ....Shut up, hikari. I'm 10,000 years old, I been waitin long enough for my perfect man, and now he goes and marries a similarly perfect man! That's not justice!! I shall have my revenge....mwahaha, I shall write a fafic of epic evil proportions....yes, I shall make Pegasus die a bunch of times, and keep him bedridden for chapters on end, and then I will make him have sex with absolutely everything that moves...bask in the glory of my sinister Yami-ness!]
[Amber: ....Jeez, all those milleniums must make ya pretty cranky, huh?]
[SW: *rips off pink dress to reveal chain mail bra and black leather get-up* Huzzah!]
[Amber: .....I must now feel embarrassed for us both... *huge hikari blush*]
{/aside}
---------------
Since no one was paying attention anyway, Mai arose and slipped down the aisle.
This little speech was taking way too long, and seriously dragging. She just hoped that it wouldn't be too difficult to find the Little Girl's Room within the gigantic corridors of the palace...
Once she cleared herself out of the crowd, (Stupid morons ..putting their feet on the chairs in front of em...) Mai happened to notice the food table for the first time.
Oh...gosh...her stomach rumbled incessantly...it all looked so delicious....and she hadn't eaten breakfast that morning...and....
.....what the hell?
"JOEY!" Was the exclamation of the really surprised woman.
The wheat-blond boy was bent entirely over the cake, sheeves rolled up to the elbows, grabbing up handfuls and jamming them into his mouth. When she yelled, he didn't even turn to look, possibly not hearing or possibly not caring.
At first, Mai gasped in shock and horror, but this being Mai, her anger instantaneously turned into wild blind rage.
Grabbing one of the breadsticks from the side basket, Mai launched a stealthy assault on the kid.
"..ey! ..ey! ...ey!" Seemed to be all puppy-dog boy was capable of saying.
"Paws of the table!" Screamed Mai, continuing smacking his head with the breadstick. For once, she was grateful that the bread was way too hard to eat... "I'll teach you to stay down, dammit!"
In hopeless self-defense, Joey grabbed a good chunk of cake and flung it at his assailant.
By this point, both were covered with chocolate fudge and white icing, and of course, they both looked immensely idiotic.
Mai halted a moment, having nearly exhausted herself, and Joey took the opportunity to flee desperately.
No *way* Mai was going to let him off that easily! Course..it wasn't her cake, and she didn't care on a personal level, but damn! Rude is rude!
Grabbing another breadstick (just in case things got violent) Mai pursued hotly.
-------------------------------
Elsewhere...vows continued....
"In Egypt, we have many symbols of eternity, of the everlasting, of fertility, and of love. The ankh, the lotus, the eye....all of these are symbols of vast importance. All have a meaning, a purpose, some hint at a greater truth. In most cultures, there is another universal symbol which I will speak of now. This is also a symbol of eternity, of undying neverending love....for it is eternal.
I am speaking of a ring. An eternal endless band of gold, to hold a cage of flesh and blood..to wrap tightly, to bind, to bring together. This shall be the final vision of your unity, the joining of souls, the joining of hearts and mind............."
For the first time, even Isis had to smile at this point. ".....Let us join you forever now, and let the final bond commence. May the ring be given?"
Kaiba looked down at Mokuba, who smiled proudly and offered the little box up.
Nonchalant as ever, Kaiba clicked the box open.
Although outwardly he maintained an appearance of rigorous apathy, inwardly, his blood ran cold.
Under his breath, he muttered as loudly as he dared
"Mokuba...there is no ring...."
The really-really-long-haired kiddo pouted and raised raised an eyebrow at the implied accusation. "..Huh? Nuh-uh...lemme see..no...wha? That's impossible!!"
Interestingly enough, the kid was now tearing at his ridiculously large poof of hair. GAH!!! He lost it! He lost the object that his big brother -- who he respected more than anyone else in the world -- had trusted him with!!
The poor kid just wanted to crawl into a corner and sleep for a few years. Seto looked like he was already starting to eye-twitch, which probably meant that going along with everyone's expectations, this wedding would not end without someone getting violently murdered....oh yes, he was definitely beyond the point of anger, sense, or confusion by now....
By this point, Pegasus was beginning to seriously wonder what the hang-up was, but his old-fashioned sense of courtesy prohibited him from simply asking.
...course, there was no rule in etiquette that said you couldn't do a little mind-readin...
"It's alright."
Pegasus' abrupt announcement startled the other, who stared in confusion.
"It's alright, Seto. It doesn't matter...like she said, it is merely a trifling symbol. You are the only thing here which is truly of importance...."
No response. The message did not seem to wholly register, perhaps because his companion was so thoroughly shocked. So shocked was he in fact that he was beyond all yelling, screaming, or threats of violence. For once, that cold blue glare seemed more like a stare into empty space....
"Good gods, Kaiba~boi!" Exclaimed Pegasus, finally, tossing his hair just for effect. "Don't pause like this, the audience is staring...well..those who haven't fallen asleep anyway....but really! We can get by this, we can go on smoothly enough. I mean, really, stick a Lifesaver on my finger for all it matters to me, I just want to be with you..."
Seeing that the other still didn't have a look of recognition, he added in a whisper, "..please..?"
However...ironically enough, it was all unnecessary...for at that moment.....
"Master Pegasus! *huff* Master Pegasus....!"
Baffled once again, everyone not currently asleep turned to look in the direction of the voice.
"Alana?!" Gasped Pegasus in horror. "Good heavens, woman....what happened?!"
She stood in the middle of the aisle, doubled-over, panting in sheer exhaustion, covered in mud. Her dress was hopelessly torn and tattered all over, one strap torn off and hanging loose, the midsection ripped open, the lower section hardly more than rag. Her shoes were gone, her well-styled hair (fixed just for this occasion) was hanging half-up and half-down in a tangled dirty mess.
Actually, thought Pegasus, she bore a great similarity to a scene from a certain Stephen King film he once saw (and, incidentally, had to have Croquet standing outside his bedroom door for weeks afterwards...) ...except, in this case, it was mud, not pig blood. But still...
As she staggered forward, a bit wild-eyed, a blur of green and blond pursued hotly by a blur of blond and purple, whirled by in the background. Alana stretched an arm outward, opening her palm to reveal her gift.
Despite how filthy the woman bearing the item was, the ring itself was untouched. Sunlight or no, it's pure perfect gold and diamond cut shimmered with blinding beauty.
By this time, *everyone* was so shocked and worn out that no one could even move or comment. They just stared forward in mindless blank anticipation.
Although she looked very nearly ready to collapse, Alana managed to swagger down the remainder of the aisle. Croquet was gracious enough to run forward and help hoist her up to the altar.
Gently, Pegasus lifted the ring from his servant's hand.
"Thank you." He chimed in a most honey sweet tone. "You shall be recompensated in whatever manner you wish....any gift you desire, any amount of money...any favor..?"
Mumbling a statement that could generally be translated to "unnnnghhhh...", Alana swayed, eyes half closed, head dipped, before finally tipping over entirely. Fortunately, Pegasus managed to catch her before she completely collapsed. She toppled, hanging slack in his arms.
"Poor dear girl..." Added Pegasus softly, "She will need quite the nap. Perhaps a long vacation would suit her nicely?"
At his pleading glance, Croquet sensed a tacit command and cradled the limp form. Carefully slinging the delicate body over his shoulder, he proceeded to take her inside.
"Wait.." The servant turned, wondering why his master was halting him...what... "I was going to throw this to you when the time came, but I suppose new unplanned situations require you must leave now, Croquet. So here, take it now..."
With a mischevious prankster grin, Pegasus removed the blue flower from his robe and dropped it into the other's hand.
"See? This means you'll be married next. Do I hear a thank~you~?"
*sigh* Pegasus, again with the sense of humour... Behind his glasses, Croquet rolled his eyes. He also felt like he should smile, but suppressed it.
"I'll keep that in mind, sir." Was the clipped reply.
When he departed, Pegasus' lone eye fell affectionately on Kaiba, who had crossed his arms and was staring dumbly, a second away from a serious gape. Frankly, Kaiba wasn't sure what the hell had just happened, but for once, he was *not* going to analyze this situation.
Just let it slide, just accept that whatever obtuse things had happened so far, somehow, things had basically worked themselves out, and from here on, getting through this day *should* be relatively simple...
As Kaiba placed a finger against his throbbing temple, he thought he heard some distant mumble.
"What?"
"I said, Kaiba~boi, are you going to throw it?"
"...the hell? Throw what?"
"Don't be silly..." With a wry chuckle, Pegasus pointed at the delicate white rose on the other's chest. "~Your flower~, of course! Aren't you going to toss it, you know, something for the females in attendance?"
Seto flicked a glance downwards, almost as if he didn't expect the lovely rose to be there.
Hmm..forgot about that..
"Yeah..I guess...might as well toss the stupid thing..."
Although he still didn't understand the need behind such displays at weddings, Kaiba felt that this day had already become way too offset for him to risk further peril by resisting common practices. Best to play it safe.
Casually enough, he plucked the blossom from it's pinned location against his chest and crudely flicked it into the ground beneath them.
Immediately, every last female in the audience (other than Mai, obviously) was upon the pseudo-bouquet, grabbing hair and clawing eyes in a desperate struggle to secure the much-desired prize.
[[Amber: Well..okay, not *every* female.......I was still sitting in my seat, thank-you-very-much! Hey, my dream man is about to get married, what do I care about getting hitched now? *sniffle* But my yami was among those in the rabid pile, I'm sure I saw her jabbing someone with a stiletto heel...]]
Pegasus simply shrugged. Whatcouldjado? With an amused smirk, he regarded his partner.
At this time, even calm Isis was a hair's width away from a gargantuan sweat-drop. Almost hoarse, she spoke up once more...
"Well.....I believe there is not very much left for me to say.....except, I will now officially pronounce you....man..and....awdamn...man, I guess.... ~and~, I also now pronounce you officially totally completely ~insane~ {--I mean, c'mon, you two have made my brother look stable....}----- You may now kiss the person standing directly across from you, and then you may get therapy. Good~bai, and Ra have mercy pon your immortal souls...."
Pegasus, oddly enough, did not move. Everyone was leaning forward in expectation, but for some reason no one could fathom, he had frozen entirely.
...blink...
"Aw, gods..." Kaiba huffed and rolled his lovely blue eyes. In a movement too quick and fluid for anyone to see as more than a blur, the teen grabbed his companion round the waist, delighting in the cool feel of silk against his fingertips, and pulled him close.
The embrace was so tight that their breath hitched softly. Surprised, yet thoroughly pleased and excited, Pegasus leaned forward to meet the brunette's lips in a most tender pressing.
Unexpectedly, a unanimous applause went up from the crowd.
The silken lips came together wholly, and both members involved savored the sweet flavours, the fervant rush of surging warmth that filled the chest and made the knees tremble. It was....intense. Pegasus thought he was going to pass out by the time he felt the rough wonderful texture of his lover's tongue. Letting it brush his own, he closed his own eye and succumbed to the incredible sensation that spread through his limbs.
As if time froze, the passionate kiss seemed to last for minutes on end....
....course, all good things...
"You know, in Britain, I think we call this porn.... (Yeah, whoa, I'm pretty excited!!)"
"Oh, jeez, Ryou! Even *I've* seen more explicit than a kiss..."
Ryou raised an eyebrow at Yugi in surprise.
"Well, whaddyafigure! My grandfather is one of those stereotypical old perverted anime guys, isn't he?"
Sensing something suddenly amiss, Pegasus tried to speak up to warn the other.
"Kaiba..." He breathed, trying to break the kiss long enough to speak.
Mistaking this as simply a signal of deeper passion, Seto simply pushed deeper.
"Ahh..no, Seto...seriously...mmmm..." Feebly, Pegasus raised an arm upwards, trying to point at the problem. But it was no use.
All-at-once, the air was filled with noise, and the kiss broke harshly. Out of wind, Pegasus tilted and almost fell down, but managed to catch his balance in the last second.
Seto had already turned to glare maliciously above them.
There, drifting in the hazy afternoon sky, was a news helicopter, complete with camera crew leaning outwards in a heavy attempt to garner some images for the newspaper..television, whatever.
Pegasus completely gaped and ducked, trying hard to keep both his hair and robe from flying up at the force of the air. To a lesser extent, Seto did the same. Raising his hands, he also gave the cameras another great picture, although...it was one that they couldn't exactly put into the newspaper...
Inspired by his big brother's idea, Mokuba turned around and tried to offer them a good shot of his backside, but was stopped when his brother caught sight and abruptly began yelling, "Mokuba--! Pull your pants up, damn it!"
"But ~BIG BROTHER~!!" Called the pleading voice, "~~You're~~ the one saving it for someone else's eyes! I'm not married, what's the big deal?!"
If the wind hadn't been blowing so roughly and tossing hair about, the people watching might've gotten a glimpse on one heavy blush on Kaiba's behalf.
With one last emphatic call of "Stupid bastards!!", Kaiba grabbed his little brother's arm and turned to flee.
As far as he was concerned, the wedding was ~done~, finished, through...
Pegasus, meanwhile, was already half-way down the aisle and hobbling forward as quickly as any man in a robe can hobble when he's trying quite hard to keep the robe down.
In moments, surprisingly quick pace, both newlyweds and the kid brother were inside the palace and panting like nobody's business. (Well..Mokuba was getting a fine good chuckle at his sibling's expense, but the others were too tired even for that....)
"Ra..." gasped Kaiba, still trying to catch a good inhalation, "you are insane...you know that?"
Pegasus said nothing. He still sounded as though he was on the verge of choking. Placing a slender-fingered hand on his chest, he felt a rapid heartbeat and exhaled roughly...
"...but...I guess I am too..." Added Kaiba, "And I love you....you crazy...person..."
Outside, the sound of chopper blades and roaring thunder peals could be heard, muffled now, distant. Within the walls, all was quiet, calm, serene.
As the shadows fell and darkness descended around, light slipping away from every crevice and corner, in the stillness....lips met once more......
****
**post-wedding synopsis**:
~Yugi Mutou~
After the wedding ended, Yugi Mutou nonchalantly returned to his home in Domino. He was sought for questioning by reporters who hoped to file a newspaper article on the wedding of two world-famous billionaires, however, Yugi flatly refused. When the newspeople got persistent, Yugi was forced to rely on his grandfather, who ran outside and chased them away with a broom.
Yugi is currently scoping shelves in hopes of finding Pegasus' shampoo, but to this day, it eludes him. He is also seeking possible growth hormones in hopes of getting taller, but so far they only seem to make his hair get even heavier. Doctors predict future neck and back problems for Yugi if he doesn't get a good trim soon..
~Joey Wheeler (Katsuya Jonounchi)~
Upon devouring most if not all of the wedding cake, Joey Wheeler allegedly had a choking incident after swallowing one Mokuba figurine. Mutou Yugi attempted to perform the Heimlich manuever in an effort to save his good friend, but it seemed that little Yugi was too short to reach Mr Wheeler's waist. Tristan Taylor, however, stepped over, and, in his first semi-constructive move of his fic, was able to successfully send the Mokuba figurine on it's way up and out
Mr Wheeler was not brought in for medical examination for this, or for being bludgeoned by an angry girl with a pair of breadsticks, mostly because that would be extremely embarrassing for him to go to a doctor on account of a wedding cake toy, or being brained half-senseless by a girl...
No charges of theft or vandalism were pressed....mainly because neither Pegasus nor Kaiba are that petty...
~Tea Gardner (Anzu somethingoranother)~
Once the wedding ended, Tea also returned home to normal life and schoolwork. Shortly thereafter, she happened to receive a lot of new messages on her answering machine, all from her new "friends" whom she met at the wedding...and all turning out to be decisively ~unfriendly~. Tea is still puzzling over the occurence to this day.
She aspires to be a dancer and perhaps a public speaker. However, so far, all of her speeches have resulted in the throwing of various food objects. No indication has been given whether she still seeks such a profession....
~Tristan Taylor (Honda Blahblahblah)~
When the vows were said, Tristan eventually broke down and cried like an infant. Word has it that he has enrolled in dating services, but no word has been given beyond that....
~Bakura Ryou~
Even after the wedding, Ryou never quite realized that bringing a live pet is not really the smartest idea ever. However, he did give the white kitten to the couple, and as ye faithful readers shall see in later chapters, it continues to be a beloved pet. Well, Pegasus' thinks so at least...
Ryou is currently living as normal of a life as one can live when their Millenium Ring contains a violent psychopath.
~Otogi Ryuuji (I will not even mention his lame dub name!!)~
Post-wedding, Otogi decided that he obviously was not cut out to be a DJ. Nonetheless, he still believes himself to have good musical appreciation.
Like the others, Otogi still attends high school regularly. Word is, he currently works a summer job at Clogged-Artery-Burger-Joint. This is unconfirmed.
~Mai Valentine (Mai Kujaku)~
Once Mai took a break from beating Joey with a breadstick (no charges of "assault and battery with a deadly weapon" were ever pressed), Mai got bored and decided to find someone to make out with.
Finding Otogi despairing, the two reportedly were seen kissing, and their happiness was only broken when both simultaneous said Pegasus' name, and then proceeded to attack one another. (Mai hit Otogi with a shoe, Otogi pulled Mai's hair)
Once again, no charges were pressed. Later, it was reported that Mai gave up, denounced relationships, and went out to "have a few beers"
Whether Mai still denounces relationships is unknown. However...she will have some secret but special role in the upcoming chapters of this fanfic.....
~Yami No Last Name~
Before the wedding, Yami No Last Name claimed to be the most noble being to ever walk the face of the earth.
Yami: I am the most noble being to ever walk the face of the earth.
Present...same.
~~ Kaiba Mokuba~~
After the wedding, young Mokuba Kaiba decided best man was not a role he was fit to fill.
Upon seeing his brother wed his most mortal enemy, Mokuba also came to realize that his family probably has some serious long-buried psychological issues. No word yet whether the boy is planning to enroll with a psychiatrist...
~~Yami Storm Wing (the co-author, and general giver of ideas)~~
SW was not seen when the wedding ended, however, a partially charred Cecelia wig was found in the nearby dumpster, along with some matching clothes.
Also, the Pegasus figurine from the cake was missing, and SW is thought to have taken it.
According to Amber (the hikari), she abducted the plastic piece and is said to have enshrined within her forest temple. The Pegasus figurine is allegedly honoured daily, fed grapes, encircled by a ring of candles, bowed to, and has recently been accomodated with it's own jacuzzi.
By the way, SW is also the proud owner of Kaiba's white rose (obtaining the rose may have gotten a little violent, but SW is a yami after all), so it is highly possible she may get married soon..well, if she doesn't end up cutting the man to pieces with the Millenium Khepesh, first...
Although SW has not been seen for years afterwards, rumorours of her supposed existence abound...often coinciding with rumours of the Loch Ness monster, yetis, chupacabras, and occasional E.Ts.
...and if upon reading this, you should hear a rumour of SW glimpsed murdering Amber, then that might not be too far off, either...
~Amber the Crazed Author~
Once the wedding died, Amber quietly returned home, supposedly sulking.
Witnesses report her babbling about how she just realized the error of marrying off two hot anime bishounen to one another.
Reports also come that she seen in sparse instances trying to comfort Yami Storm Wing, who was last seen holding a Pegasus figurine and talking about pirates whilst wearing a maniacal grin.
Amber has not been seen since, but sources report that she now lives in an apartment with a rubber duck named Stu, and sometimes on dark winter nights they say you can still hear maniacal cackling and the sound of fingers rapping on a keyboard, as really really *MESSED UP* pairings are brought to life.
To date, Amber has received no known counselling...
~~Maximillion Pegasus (Pegasus J Crawford) and Seto Kaiba (Seto Kaiba)~~
Afterwards, Pegasus and Kaiba lived happily ever aft.....WAIT! NO THEY DIDN'T!! (see below-- ^-^)
******
~~~A/N: Hey, hey! Where ya going?! *grabs readers* It ain't over yet! The wedding is done, but the fun's just beginning ^-^ From here on out, Yugi and pals won't be present as much anymore, although they'll still make cameos. Now the relationship will take center stage.
Be here next week to catch installment number one of honeymoon hell! Till then, hope ya enjoyed my crazy little wedding of the most unlikely off-beat duo who, in my little mind at least, are ~made~ for one another! ^-^ Catch ya in chapter five!! (some or most of which my c/a may have written ^-^)
~~*Amber ^-^*~~
--------------------------------------------------
[1] Source--www.stupidlaws.com
[2] Fear not, my comrades, for Amber can shed light on the great ketchup mystery....er..or at least point you in the direction of a website which can! www.straightdope.com/classics/a1_195