Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, as always.

A/N: I watched the Princess Diana special, last night. I never really heard her voice and when I did, it sounded to be so sweet. And the story was so sad and I can't believe that it was real… She really deserves the title as the England's Rose.

To Forget Is to Let Go…  

The day was approaching…

It was so busy that day. The media and the reporters were all bustling outside the mansion gates and it would be very unlikely to see them give up and disperse. Why? That was because tomorrow they were preparing for a very special day and that was the wedding of Lady Kikyou Takada of the Eastern lands and Sir or now, Lord Inuyasha Taisho of the Western lands.

Ever since the young and handsome bachelor had been on a look out for a wife, out of the millions that he had chosen, he had chosen her. Yes, it definitely sparked a fire.

A lady of a noble family who was witty, elegant, well-mannered and beautiful at the same time was in engaged with the hottest bachelor in all of Japan. But the best thing of all, they were in love as the crowd presumed and it was like watching their favorite fairy tale come to life.

Normally, ever since the fall of the last emperor, there had been much ruckus over royalty at all. But, to watch a wedding take place of surviving families of some sort of royal blood was just eye-pleasing to the public's eyes. Sure, people of other countries may have presidents, dictators, Hollywood stars and a queen. But, this was something even bigger in there minds.

This was a chance to have the whole world have their eyes on them, now.  

***

Kaede a young and bustling girl could not hold the overwhelming excitement to herself for it sure seemed to explode any moment now. She merrily skipped down the hallways of her home and stopped besides the bedroom door of her sister's. She placed her ear against the polished, wondering if she should knock so early in the morning. She looked up at the old grandfather clock besides the door as saw that it's small hands was nearing to four.

Maybe she should come back a little later. Her sister probably needed some rest before the preparations of the wedding but somehow she couldn't help but talk to her. It felt urgent and maybe she wouldn't get the chance now if she didn't speak up.

She sighed and felt a little sympathy towards her elder sister who was getting married at a shy eighteen. Not that she wasn't good enough and in love in love with her future brother-in-law. But… maybe she wasn't ready to take the pressure no matter how many times people said that she was a strong woman and needed to be expose to the real world.

Kaede was about to turn back and return to her room till she heard a soft voice calling out for her name.

"Come in…" Kikyou was already awake.

She gulped and turned the door knob and entered into the room.

The room was light and airy as the silk curtain blinds swayed back and forth as the morning air entered through the large glass windows. The young girl tiptoed her way on her slippers as to not make a sound that would wake the rest of the household up. Slowly, she made her way to the balcony window and closed it shut but not right before she looked out to see all the media and reporters all camping outside their estates. It wasn't so strange anymore after the news hit the papers not too long ago but it certainly gotten very aggravating and irritating to realize that all of the sudden people were dying to know about every single thing that went on inside and even the garbage man was being pressured into selling any valuables he had seen in the dress like the breakfast that her sister hadn't finished or maybe even some love letters written by Sir Inuyasha Taisho.

"They are still waiting outside ever since that news of the engagement broke out last month…" Kaede said in a low voice.

The young woman tucked under the covers of her blankets in her queen-sized bed looked up at the soft canopy that was the only thing between her and the ceiling. She nodded in agreement and looked over to the side at the young girl who headed over by her side and kneeled besides her. It felt so still and calm. Time had stopped but sooner or later, they knew that it would just pass so quickly right under their noses.

Not one of them said a word as they laid there besides one another as they heard the clock tick and tick as each second passed by for awhile.

"So, are you nervous…?" Kaede asked with a little embarrassment about speaking so direct to her sibling.

Kikyou looked out. She was definitely under the definition of beautiful as she laid in her nightgown on her bed. Long strands of raven hair still neatly combed and parted behind her bed reminded her sister of the dark night. Her brown eyes looked do cold but strangely and mysteriously beautiful and gentle.

She didn't answer as she looked up with her calm and serene face.

Kaede pondered on the thought. She knew that she had fallen in love with her fiancée ever since their eyes met at that dinner part nearly half a year ago. Maybe she was nervous from all of the media or nervous about whether her decision to be wedded so soon frightened her. But deep down inside of her there must have been so much more.

"Sorry, if I'm disturbing you so early in the morning but I was hoping if I have one last chance to speak to you before the big day finally arrives." She suddenly spoke up.

"No, you're not disturbing…" Kikyou replied as she broke off with a light smile. "In fact, I'm really excited even though I may not show it."

Kaede could nearly hold her breath. So she was wrong that she had been frightened by the whole ordeal? Impossible, a normal woman would have fainted under such conditions. On the other hand, she wasn't really a normal. Never had she heard a complaint from her sister who presumed to take her parent's orders and did whatever it took to excel that was just plain exhausting for her to try like horseback riding. She guessed she wasn't as skilled as her big sister.

"Even though people could just kill themselves after being stalked by the thousands of people before your 'royal' wedding day, it feels very exciting…" she continued. "I thought that being born into such a family meant that I would end up with such old rich guy who could care less about me but I ended up having to marry Inuyasha… As though we were meant for another in such strange destiny. More like a wish being granted to a woman who can never go and be relieved by living a normal wife…"

"So you really do love him…?" Kaede asked.

She nodded.

**

"Ah! My daughter is finally awake, isn't she?" A middle-aged man rose from his seat and placed down the morning newspaper on the coffee table to greet his eldest who making her way down the staircase. He smiled and laughed as he embraced her whole-heartily. "My darling you will be the princess of the next generation and it said so on the front page. Why! This is the biggest and most proud event that had ever occurred in my whole entire life!"

Kikyou smiled and patted him gently on the back.

"Why! The press wants to see you at a photo shoot so you must hasten with breakfast!!" A maid entered the room and led his daughter away. "Don't forget to dress in your best dress and comb your hair! Why, you're even bigger than a star, I must say!" He added with a chuckle.

Kaede was making her way downstairs as her father grabbed her and lifted her up with ease. "Why aren't you the flower girl?"

"I'm ten years old, dad. I'm the bridesmaid, remember? Rin is going to be the flower girl…" Her father nodded in agreement and twirled her around in the air. "Pretty soon you're going to be as old as your sister and I'll be so old. Why! I'm old already!"

"Dad… You're over reacting. I think you should have some breakfast." Kaede remarked. He set her on her feet and they headed down to the dining room for some toasted raisin bread, fruit, juice and some pancakes.

They took their regular seats and placed the white cloth napkins on their plate and placed it on their lap. The maid beamed at the thought of her mistress marrying the most prospect man of Japan as she handed them a basket of freshly baked bread and some butter.

They murmured their thank-you and began to eat.

**

"Why, can't you believe it?" Miroku cried out as he tossed the apple core successfully into the trashcan with his eyes pinned to the front page on the paper. "I'm the best man at the wedding of the hottest couple in all of Japan! The young man with the dark hair pulled back in the ponytail was overridden with joy. "I'll definitely have my dress be the hottest the style of the century!"

Sango sighed at her boyfriend. She pulled up her hair and tied it back into a ponytail with an elastic band. She yawned as she munched on a granola bar that she got from a convenience store as she made her way to work through the back door. If they didn't finish that wedding dress, than who knows what may happen.

"Have you finished mending the hem of the dress yet?" She asked before stretching her limbs and giving her back a scratch. "I don't care if you're the best man or now but we need to finish the dress tonight to make sure that the fitting is right…" She handed him a cup of coffee. "We're going to be working all night…"

He nodded and took a sip before placing it away on the desk.

The two looked around the work place making sure that everything was in order. The doors were locked and the windows were shut with the blinds and all. If the reporters were going to ask one more time about the patterns for the wedding dress, they might as well burn the whole place up!

"So… How is Inuyasha doing?" Sango asked as she started working on sewing on the lace encrusted pearls on the stomach of the ivory dress.

Miroku paused as he threaded a needle and worked on sewing the matching white ribbons on the sleeve. "Well… He's really excited about it and all…"

She nodded and continued her work without looking up. "I see…"

"What is it?" He asked.

"What about you-know…?" She looked around to make sure that no one was looking or listening from behind the doors or windows.

"Oh…." He realized what she meant. "Kagome has been taking it real well; she wedded to Hojo after breaking up with him less spring."

"But what I mean, is Inuyasha still getting worked up on that?"

"Well, I may be called a pervert and all but I think what he's doing is going too far…." He answered.

"You mean that! He's- -" Miroku stopped her before she could say another word. Somebody or anybody was at the entrance of small bridal shop and there was no reason to think there wasn't. They couldn't say it too loud or thousands of reporters who go crazy and break through their door.

Sango looked. Nothing suspicious for now… Then, she looked straight at her co worker and frowned. "Would you not put your hand over my mouth?"

He gave a nervous laugh, took his hand off and attended back to his work. He may be her boyfriend and all but she was very hot tempered on every single (even minor) move he made on her.


She continued to frown as smoke rose from her head. "Just get back to work… but one last thing?"

"Yes?"

"Had they been speaking to one another?"

He paused. "Yes."

Sango's face grew horrified as she tried to calm herself down. Quickly, she turned back her focus of finishing the dress but now it seemed like a meaningless symbol for the wedding…

They sighed.

***

Just do it, damnit! Inuyasha looked down his cell phone he held in his hand as he took his seat on the chair during his training session for swordsmanship. It isn't too hard…  He brushed back his long dark hair, angrily.

But it was too hard that his fingers were too numb and stubborn to press down a single button.

Forget it! She'll just regret it all while I marry Kikyou. Yes. He nodded. I don't love her anymore. Heck! I'm getting married and she had her own stupid husband to tend, too.

He gave out a low growl at the thought when Kagome last called him out to tell him that she was holding her wedding to Hojo-kun last year. Yes! She just gave up when she realized that everybody wanted me to marry somebody with a title and not just some commoner.

His thoughts were soon interrupted when he saw a bunch of camera men running up to him and asking him for an interview about his last day as a bachelor.

"Ah… You're thinking about calling your bride-to-be…" One reporter said. "Well, Sir Taisho, you'll have to wait and hold it in till, tomorrow."

Everybody laughed that even he had force himself to join in.

Forget it… He could just forget about Kagome… Well, maybe…