Authors note: I'm going to try to more action and description in this and
future chapters. I hope I can do this.ejoi!
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Bikky sat in the kitchen watching Carol and her friends look over bridal magazines and making plans for the wedding. He couldn't understand what the big fuss what all about. He heard Dee snicker from the other side of the table.
"It's not funny," Bikky growled.
"Yes it is. You should see the look on your face," Dee laughed.
Bikky slumped down in his chair and looked back out into the living room. The girls were going nuts about something, because Carol pulled out a huge decorated box.
"My god."
He got up from the table and headed over to the fridge. He grabbed a beer.
"You want one?"
"No thanks."
Bikky pulled out a beer, opened it and sat down. Again, he looked out into the living room. He took a drink from his bottle, and let out a huge sigh. He looked into the living room again.
"Stop, or I'm sending you in there."
Bikky gave him a 'Don't You Dare' look that made Dee laugh. Dee got up from the table.
"Maybe I will have a beer."
"Help yourself," he said taking a drink. "Where's Ryo at today?"
"Visiting his Aunt and Uncle," Dee said pulling a beer from the fridge. "He'll be there all weekend."
"So you decided to come down to Manhattan and help with the wedding?"
"Good god no," Dee laughed. "I'm here to help you get through all this. There's no way in hell I'm going in there, except on my way to the bathroom."
Bikky chuckled. He looked into the living room again. They were still going through the box Carol pulled out.
"Will you stop that!?" Dee said catching Bikky's attention.
"I can't," he said looking back into the living room. "Carol pulled out this huge decorated box and they're all looking through it. Smiling and giggling."
He made a face.
"That's her perfect wedding."
"What?"
"Her prefect wedding," Dee said sitting up. "She probably started that thing when she was twelve. Inside is her ideal wedding. The dress she is going to wear. The flowers she's going to have. The cake she's going to eat. Everything is in that box."
Bikky's eyes grew wide and he looked back into the living room. Dee laughed.
"Stop!"
"I can't! It's interesting. Kinda like watching the Discovery Channel. When woman plan weddings. Scary."
"I'd watch," Dee said taking a drink of his beer.
Bikky cocked a brow. He jumped when Dee's cell phone rang. Dee chuckled and answered it. He talked for a few minutes then hung up.
"It was Ryo. He'll be coming home tomorrow."
"So have you asked him yet?"
Dee's face went flushed.
"No," he muttered.
"Ask who what?" Carol asked from behind Bikky.
Bikky whispered into Carol's ear and her eyes lit up.
"OH MY GOD! Are you really?" she squealed.
"Yes," Dee said.
"The is soooo sweet! So when are you going ask him?"
Dee ran his fingers through his hair.
"I don't know, soon probably. I'm scared too."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I just am."
"CAROL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" a girl called from the other room.
"COMING!" Carol called. She turned back to Dee. "Ask him. Believe me. He won't reject you."
She headed back into the living room. Dee looked at Bikky.
"Maybe she's right," Dee said. "Maybe I should just ask him."
"YES!" Bikky said slapping his hand down onto the table. "Ask him tomorrow."
"What?"
"Ask him tomorrow."
Dee raised his eyebrows. But before he could say anything. Carol entered the room.
"Bikky," she said. "You need to go tuxedo shopping."
Bikky groan and Carol slapped the top of his head.
"I don't want to hear any complaining. Dee you're going with him."
"Aye, aye Captain," Dee said saluting her.
"Alright," she laughed. "You two should get going. Unless you like being stuck here in the kitchen."
Dee and Bikky got up and headed out the door.
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"I feel retarded," Bikky groaned.
"Stop complaining. It's not that big off a deal," Dee said.
"Easy for you to say. You're not the one getting married."
Dee smiled to himself and helped Bikky adjust his collar. He stepped back and look at him. He began to snicker.
"What? Stop laughing Dee! Dumbass."
"I'm sorry," he said try to regain himself. "It's just weird."
"Yeah. Tell me about it," Bikky grumbled. "How long do I have to wear this?"
"The entire day."
"The entire day!? You're got to be fucking kidding me!"
Dee laughed and shook his head.
"Great."
Bikky grabbed his cloths and went into the dressing room to change. Dee leaned up against the door and folded his arms.
"You guys writing your own vows?" Dee asked.
"Carol wants to. So, yeah."
"Have you writing anything yet?"
"No."
"Well, what is it you want to say?"
"Something about us meeting and how I feel in love with her. Mushy stuff like that."
"She'll love the mushy stuff, believe me."
Bikky came out of the dressing room.
"Ready?" Dee asked.
"Yeah. Just let me go and pay for this then we can go. Want to get something to eat. I don't want to have to go back to the apartment. Not just yet. Groups of women scare me. Especially when they're planning something."
Dee laughed. He ruffled Bikky's hair.
"Monkey."
"Dumbass."
They smiled. Bikky paid for the tux and they left. They began to find a place to have lunch.
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Bikky sat in the kitchen watching Carol and her friends look over bridal magazines and making plans for the wedding. He couldn't understand what the big fuss what all about. He heard Dee snicker from the other side of the table.
"It's not funny," Bikky growled.
"Yes it is. You should see the look on your face," Dee laughed.
Bikky slumped down in his chair and looked back out into the living room. The girls were going nuts about something, because Carol pulled out a huge decorated box.
"My god."
He got up from the table and headed over to the fridge. He grabbed a beer.
"You want one?"
"No thanks."
Bikky pulled out a beer, opened it and sat down. Again, he looked out into the living room. He took a drink from his bottle, and let out a huge sigh. He looked into the living room again.
"Stop, or I'm sending you in there."
Bikky gave him a 'Don't You Dare' look that made Dee laugh. Dee got up from the table.
"Maybe I will have a beer."
"Help yourself," he said taking a drink. "Where's Ryo at today?"
"Visiting his Aunt and Uncle," Dee said pulling a beer from the fridge. "He'll be there all weekend."
"So you decided to come down to Manhattan and help with the wedding?"
"Good god no," Dee laughed. "I'm here to help you get through all this. There's no way in hell I'm going in there, except on my way to the bathroom."
Bikky chuckled. He looked into the living room again. They were still going through the box Carol pulled out.
"Will you stop that!?" Dee said catching Bikky's attention.
"I can't," he said looking back into the living room. "Carol pulled out this huge decorated box and they're all looking through it. Smiling and giggling."
He made a face.
"That's her perfect wedding."
"What?"
"Her prefect wedding," Dee said sitting up. "She probably started that thing when she was twelve. Inside is her ideal wedding. The dress she is going to wear. The flowers she's going to have. The cake she's going to eat. Everything is in that box."
Bikky's eyes grew wide and he looked back into the living room. Dee laughed.
"Stop!"
"I can't! It's interesting. Kinda like watching the Discovery Channel. When woman plan weddings. Scary."
"I'd watch," Dee said taking a drink of his beer.
Bikky cocked a brow. He jumped when Dee's cell phone rang. Dee chuckled and answered it. He talked for a few minutes then hung up.
"It was Ryo. He'll be coming home tomorrow."
"So have you asked him yet?"
Dee's face went flushed.
"No," he muttered.
"Ask who what?" Carol asked from behind Bikky.
Bikky whispered into Carol's ear and her eyes lit up.
"OH MY GOD! Are you really?" she squealed.
"Yes," Dee said.
"The is soooo sweet! So when are you going ask him?"
Dee ran his fingers through his hair.
"I don't know, soon probably. I'm scared too."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I just am."
"CAROL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" a girl called from the other room.
"COMING!" Carol called. She turned back to Dee. "Ask him. Believe me. He won't reject you."
She headed back into the living room. Dee looked at Bikky.
"Maybe she's right," Dee said. "Maybe I should just ask him."
"YES!" Bikky said slapping his hand down onto the table. "Ask him tomorrow."
"What?"
"Ask him tomorrow."
Dee raised his eyebrows. But before he could say anything. Carol entered the room.
"Bikky," she said. "You need to go tuxedo shopping."
Bikky groan and Carol slapped the top of his head.
"I don't want to hear any complaining. Dee you're going with him."
"Aye, aye Captain," Dee said saluting her.
"Alright," she laughed. "You two should get going. Unless you like being stuck here in the kitchen."
Dee and Bikky got up and headed out the door.
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"I feel retarded," Bikky groaned.
"Stop complaining. It's not that big off a deal," Dee said.
"Easy for you to say. You're not the one getting married."
Dee smiled to himself and helped Bikky adjust his collar. He stepped back and look at him. He began to snicker.
"What? Stop laughing Dee! Dumbass."
"I'm sorry," he said try to regain himself. "It's just weird."
"Yeah. Tell me about it," Bikky grumbled. "How long do I have to wear this?"
"The entire day."
"The entire day!? You're got to be fucking kidding me!"
Dee laughed and shook his head.
"Great."
Bikky grabbed his cloths and went into the dressing room to change. Dee leaned up against the door and folded his arms.
"You guys writing your own vows?" Dee asked.
"Carol wants to. So, yeah."
"Have you writing anything yet?"
"No."
"Well, what is it you want to say?"
"Something about us meeting and how I feel in love with her. Mushy stuff like that."
"She'll love the mushy stuff, believe me."
Bikky came out of the dressing room.
"Ready?" Dee asked.
"Yeah. Just let me go and pay for this then we can go. Want to get something to eat. I don't want to have to go back to the apartment. Not just yet. Groups of women scare me. Especially when they're planning something."
Dee laughed. He ruffled Bikky's hair.
"Monkey."
"Dumbass."
They smiled. Bikky paid for the tux and they left. They began to find a place to have lunch.
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