Okay, here's the deal. clears throat First of all, I own a sincere apology to all readers! It's not like I abandoned this story, well, I did. But with a good reason! You see, the new version of the document manager pissed the hell outtalk me! Remember the day when our profiles got screwed up and all the lines got mashed together? Well, maybe I'm the only one who's complaining, BUT!! All my saved documents got erased! Grrrrr.... goes off to sue the one's who holds responsibility to this....
Don't worry, I'm still here. So anyway, I had a lot done on that chapter but this it's all gone now. I hate to retype it while I try to remember the details, so I skipped Sora and Yamato's wedding and went ahead to do Sora and Tai's wedding. Don't you just love me?!! No. Alright, the flashbacks will explain what happened. And if you do get confused, which there's a high percent of chance that you will, be glad to ask in review, nicely.
Thanks to: Taiora fan(To hell with all flamers who think Sorato is gay! No offense, I like Taiora, but Sorato is better), Dark Cow(crazy? haha, thanks a lot!), Armitage(i don't know how it's going to end yet, maybe they all die! lol, just kidding!), theladyknight(hehe, it's so adorable to see Yama beat up by a girl, couldn't help it!) blondie121147, Xymi Angel Ghost(catchy summary? thanks, that's what I was trying to do! Anywayz... still waiting on that update), Aino Yuy Usagi-Hater, and soratofan(i remembered you reviewed this, thanks, it's just funny that all your reviews aren't showing up)
"Do you, Sora Takenouchi, take this man who now holds your hand, to be your wedding husband and do you solemnly promise before God and these witnesses to love, cherish, honor, and protect him, to forsake all others for his sake, to clove on to him and him only, and him forever until death shall part you?"
"I do." The word escaped my mouth for the second time. The first time, I lied.
"Forsake all others for his sake," the only thing I did was to forsake him for all other's sake.
"To clove on to him and him only," not where I'm standing today.
"And him forever until death shall part you," died or alive, who knows. But I guess we were parted, I would be terribly surprise if I'd ever see him in person again.
I lied.
The rest of the vows I barely murmured through, simply repeating my lines as I'm suppose to, they were meaningless.
"And now, you may kiss the bride," The pastor announced, wearing a smile on his face like he did on my last wedding. I wonder what he is thinking right now, I mean, I broke my vows, does that mean anything to him? But there's no time to wonder about that, Tai shifted quick and tightly secured me. I felt my stomach suppressed to stiff abs and my hair being yanked from my skull.
Tai bend over and placed one hand in my, one under my waist, arching my back until my flexibility reached its limit. Exuberant cheers lighted the atmosphere, waiting for my groom to make the move. His upper body leaned to entangle me in a tight embrace. My fellow officers were all there to witness all this. It's me and Tai now, I never thought this picture would actually come to life, it was always something I'd laugh at as a joke. Two year ago we were still party animals, Tai, Yamato, and I. A lot has changed since then, let's just say.
"May I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Kamiya!" (I'm...sorry... sobs)
We parted our kiss.
"Congratulations, Sora." The pastor walked to me and said, "And to you too Mr. Kamiya."
"Thank you," I nodded my head and replied in politeness.
"Dude, you really kicked ass on that speech, I was so nervous I thought I was going to lose my voice. I'm just glad you went through the details fast." Tai scratched his head and I kicked his feet to shut him up before he could more of an aggravation.
"I don't kick asses, but thank you Mister." He bowed and left the isle before the party kicks in.
More people congratulated us with wine cups in their hands. But to tell you the truth, I'm not a big fan of western weddings. I'd rather think of marriage as something to keep private. It was Tai who talked me into this.
"Oh my gosh! You did it!" A perky voice erupted out of the open air, "This is so great, my best friend and my other best friend is together at last! Lemme take a picture!"
"Leave that to the paparazzi, Mimi." Tai shook his head and blocked the camera head with his palm.
"They never do a good job anyway, I want this to be personal. Cheers!" Her camera flash before we even got a chance to grin.
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We made love that night as a celebration of our marriage. Lietenant Bob called the next day, he wanted me to pay a visit to the state jail. I must admit I was worried. To be summoned by to work the day after our wedding has got to come with a logical reason.
"It's about Yamato," his voice was insistent. My heart skittled and dropped down my stomach, "I thought the case was closed."
"I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to scare you. But I'll have talk about the details once you're here, it's very important."
I agreed to meet him in the afternoon and hung up.
"Who was it? Gee, calling after the wedding, perfect timing." Tai grumbled, watching me removing the blanket and walking away to the closet in a half buttoned rope.
"Boss calling me in. It's something that concerns Yamato, he won't say until I get there."
With that said, something stirred up in the brunette's face, "fucking bastard, what does he want now?"
"Tai, word..."
"Sorry," he rubbed his forehead and pulled out a pair of jeans from the closest drawer. "I think I should come with you."
"No, I'll be fine!" I defended.
"Just in case he does anything to you. I don't trust Yamato anymore, and beside, I can't risk losing you now."
"Ah, stop your fussing," I scoffed and darted away toward the parking lot at once, "I bet the guards only wanted me to have a chance to talk to him before the time comes."
"Time?" Tai asked. I grow uncomfortable having to go into further details.
"You know what I'm talking about it," If there's one thing that bugs me about this man, it's he's stupidity that always lead me to having to repeat things that I hate to bring up.
"Sorry, must have slipped my mind," he shook his head.
"He's execution at the end of September," I managed to mumble, it sounded awkward coming out of my dry mouth. (I'm...sorry, you guys must hate me now...)
"Oh," he softened his voice, "well, in that case, you go ahead and do whatever that needs to be done. And tell him I--" He stuttered emotionally, but made no effort to cry it off.
"Tell him what?"
"Nothing. Have you said anything about our wedding yet?"
"No." I was pretty sure I didn't.
"Good, don't"
"Why?"
"Because... he was a good friend of my before all this happened. Hell he's probably having enough to regret about these days. Bringing it up will just punch another hole into his heart. He probably has some hard feelings towards you because you turned him in, but he still got feelings for you, man."
I nodded silently, then looked back at his shoulders before I went to the car, "but doesn't he deserve to know?"
"Don't tell him," Tai said again, "let him spent the rest of his time happy, or at least spare him the suffer."
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It was a wet, painful two hour drive to the penitentiary, located at the heart of the city. The prison was more like a large penthouse isolated within its brick fencing. The exercise yard was on the east side of penthouse, complete with a mini-football field, where it becomes an outside party area for the inmates every Sunday. I remembered what it was like before the remodeling, pretty much the same, "a barn with rat holes". It's not a surprise that the inmates I've seen yet are all drifting like walking deads, some motionless on the bunker beds like they're dead already. It was a terrible atmosphere to breathe in, but nonetheless, these corridor is the only way to get to the boss's office. Unless you go through the kitchen, definitely a less pleasant place compared to smelling human flesh that hasn't been properly washed in weeks, if you haven't eaten rotten squid, you could puke at the smell of the lunch here.
Everyone stood up and smiled as they heard the click of my heals, I was treated like a princess stepping into a ball room. All except one show some kind of greeting. An empty pair of blue eyes belonging to a sitting orange figure showed no sign of noticing me coming in. He was sitting in a large chair, two arms dangling out of his legs, hands ankled, guard by two policeman on each of his sides. He didn't look any familiar, but I knew who he is.
"Yama," I felt like my bones could hold me in place any longer. I couldn't cry either, although that's the only thing I want to do. There was no way to look at him and not get emotional from remembering the past. He has changed from the hair to his dress, at the moment he appears to be a different person. But I felt like I still know him.
Yamato shifted his eyes to meet my, it's not the way he used to look at me anymore...
To be continued... I hope.