This is actually my second Gaia fanfic, but my first one wasn't very good so I decided to write this one. nn I hope you enjoy.
What makes me wonder is what will happen if something similar happens to me in real life again. Hehe. I'm not gonna give away any spoilers.
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The long white cloth trailed about as I paced infront of the mirror infront of me, revealing an equally nervous twin of reflection. My raven-black hair, usually long and dangling in layers, was pinned up, and my face was accented with bits of make-up, which, I had to admit, did something to my usually tan and plain skin. The long white cloth that followed me around was part of my dress; for I was 22, excited, nervous, and getting married.
As I fretted, worried like every bride would be, I tried my best to calm down. I stood infront of the gigantic windows at the side of the building, the ones that went from floor to ceiling. I peered above the crowds below, watching them, observing them. I heard my name drift from below, but it faded as it reached the third floor where I stood.
"... Are -they- here?" I wondered aloud to myself, watching people fret below me. I knew I was worrying people, but I just felt I needed a slight moment of peace. I knew a disappearing bride wasn't ever a good thing, but I needed the peace and quiet - NEEDED it - just until I could calm down.
I sighed, sitting down on one of the chairs in the vast room, picking up my veil before I sat down. My dress made a small "foof" sound as I sat, and I tried to smile but ended up thinking nervous thoughts again.
"Calm down, Crys," I told myself. "I know it's my big day, but... there's nothing to worry about, right?"
I sat back against the back of the chair, thinking about it. I placed my tiara in my lap and I stared at it.
"Why am I so worried, anyway?"
I sighed again, staring up at the ceiling. "I guess I'm just kind of... expecting something different," I whispered to myself, answering my own question. Then I started to laugh.
"Maybe I'm picturing black Chinese gowns and yukatas," I said with a smile. "Or maybe crazy receptions and more than one groom, not to mention a bride, marrying off a girl. Maybe I'm expecting some crazy Vegas style wedding, not so traditional."
Nostalgia flushed through me at that moment; I remembered what had caused this all, my life being the way it was, being played out before me in odd patterns. It made me laugh, the eternal memory in my mind, a memory I would never forget.
I grinned, and I felt a calming feeling flow through me. I started to think back where the whole thing started, the reason why I was getting married -now- and how that connected to the incident that had happened way back when I was 14 years old, the one that would change my life.
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I'm tempted to write a manga out of this. giggles
Anyway, this is more of a prologue. First chapter and such shall be added as I write. And I'm really -really- wondering if this fic'll happen in the future, since part of it is based on what's happening now. Let's just see what happens.