Title: The Wedding Planner
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: MINE!!! Except the characters Damn!! I knew it…
Chapter 3
Where Xiao Lang uncovers his true vocation
Syaoran's POV
"HOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
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I abruptly snapped open my lids.
Those weren't my sisters.
And that could only mean one thing…
They were here.
No Xiao Lang, it's all a bad dream. You'll wake up any minute. Look, just pinch yourself and you'll wake up.
I pinched myself.
Ouch…I shouldn't pinch myself so hard…I'll remember next time
Oh, by the way, it didn't work.
They were here.
THEY
WERE
HERE.
I almost screamed.
Calm down Xiao Lang. You're just going to meet your fiancé for the first time.
NO WAY.
I got up from bed and scrambled for my phone.
"Moshi moshi? … Eriol-kun? … I'm going to your place."
"She arrived, right?"
"Hai" I said, swallowing the lump on my throat. I hung up, pulled on a shirt and left through the window.
"So, how is she?" Eriol-kun asked some time after I had arrived.
"How is whom?" I said, not paying him the least bit of attention.
"Well, your fiancé of course! Is she hot?" Eriol said, plopping beside me with a bowl of popcorn. "Don't tell me you didn't see her." He said when he saw my face. "Not even a glimpse?" He asked incredulously.
I shook my head and stared straight ahead.
"Then how did you know she was there?" he questioned.
Kami-sama! He doesn't know when to drop it! "I heard her" I growled out.
"You heard her?" He asked amusedly.
"Yes, actually, she woke me up."
"Shrieking chick eh?" He said, grinning broadly. I just stared at him, withering him with one of my freezing glances.
"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll drop the subject" he said, holding up his hands.
"I'll go for a walk." I rumbled, standing up.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
"Nah, it'll be pretty boring."
"That's aright; I need some time to think myself."
Pick up the hint you idiot!
"I need my private time."
"I won't bother you, I solemnly promise." Eriol said, holding up his right hand over his heart.
"ALONE" I finally said. His grin dropped.
"Oh."
I walked out and closed the door, leaving a saddy Eriol behind. The day was sort of fresh, and I jammed my fists into my pockets, fervently wishing that I had thought of bringing my freaking jacket. Eriol was right. I was freaked out. And I couldn't even hide it.
What had happened to my practical mask of indifference? Damn, I needed some time to calm myself.
'Maybe you will like her', I said to myself. 'Yeah right, when the world comes to an end…' If she was of Yelan's liking, she would be a crappy girl. The type that would scream if she broke a god damned nail.
I walked in my favorite place. It was a beautiful cathedral, cut against the sparkling sky, shining intensely. Beside it, there was a park full of oaks and cherry trees. It had a little walkway that took you through the tree grove and out to a beautiful pond that shimmered like glass.
It was the only place where I didn't feel as if I was suffocating. It gave me…my space.
Since I had come from Tomoeda I lost myself in this place and never went home until the moon was out. But I always used the park, never the cathedral. Something inside it gave me the chills, and I had always avoided it.
But today something inside made me go towards the cathedral instead of the park. It was almost like a little voice talking to me, telling me to walk in.
I stood there, in front of the huge oak doors, afraid of walking in.
'Afraid of what? That the priest will kick you out for being a sinner?' The voice snickered.
Okay, that sounded ridiculous.
I pushed open one of the heavy wooden doors and it creaked mightily. I cringed at the sound and stopped my steps.
Why did I stop?
Rolling my eyes at my own stupidity, I entirely walked in, and immediately the door swung shut. Noiselessly
I shuddered.
It had been years since I had put a foot in a church, much less a cathedral. I looked at the windows with the saints decorating them and wondered if there really was a God…
If indeed there was one why didn't He stop one of the worst disasters to happen yet in this world?
My marriage!
Marriage wasn't for me…
I was one of his sons after all, was I not?
Even if I had cursed him couple 'a times and taken his name in vain and…
Well, I'm not here to confess myself.
Looking around I spotted a discreet back door, and immediately wondered what was kept there. It wouldn't harm anything if I took a look, right?
I walked towards it, my footsteps echoing in the immense place, my hand outstretched to the dusty doorknob, but my recently awaken conscience was nudging me, somehow pointing out that I wasn't supposed to be sticking my nose in other people's business.
Or maybe I was plain crazy and imagining that there was actually a voice inside my head…
I liked the first option better because I'm positively sure that I am not crazy…but on the other hand…no one really knows…
Oh what the hell, it was my last day of total and complete freedom, I deserved at least this.
I pushed the door open and it revealed a tiny and dusty room. I went in and pulled the cord beside the light bulb and light flowed in, showing stacks of moth eaten robes used for the services.
My scheming little mind was already working furiously, making some brilliant plans…
I stepped out of the room with a priest robe with tiny and millions of holes over my regular clothes. I felt like a saint already, even if I looked like a pitiable saint. I looked into the pews of the cathedral and saw that it was deserted.
I was alone,
I was alone!!!!
Hehehe, this would be fun.
I made my way to the marble altar solemnly and I surprised myself by remembering the sign of the cross. I cleared my throat and gripped the sides of the altar hard.
"Father thou art in heaven, hallowed by thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on heaven as it is on earth…no, it's on earth as it is in heaven…yes…that's it…" I began stumbling upon my never-used words from that point on.
But hey, this felt good.
Maybe being a priest was not that bad…
I ended the Lord's Prayer and began on the Hail Mary, startling myself that I even remembered that it existed.
…and it had its advantages too…
1. You didn't have to marry…
2. You didn't have to marry.
3. Would you believe that!
I wondered if I hadn't discovered too late my true vocation…
I opened my mouth to continue, but didn't when realized that I was not completely, totally, absolutely, fully, entirely, wholly, utterly, thoroughly, perfectly, faultlessly, (Many synonyms after…) alone. I saw a brown headed figure making her way up the aisle, her head bent over a note pad, muttering something.
Author's POV
Sakura stood in front of a palace. Well, of course it was not a palace, it was a cathedral, but it was so perfect she couldn't believe it. Tomoyo would be fascinated by it.
Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the park at the side of the cathedral. It was all so perfect!
After an exhaustive search she had finally been rewarded beautifully!
They could have the reception here, and…
Her mind was already racing ahead, making the plans. She was sure that Tomoyo would immediately fall in love with the place, so she started taking notes on what she would need.
She took out her pad and a pencil and started scribbling away.
"Ice figures in the shore of the pond…and the tables would be beneath the cherry trees…yes…yes…it would give everything a mellow appearance…" She didn't even notice where she was walking; the place was so immense!
When she had finished making her examination of the outside, she walked in to the cathedral, already imagining where the roses would be.
"White roses on the entrance…but red rose petals on the aisle…yes…yes…that's it! It would give the perfect contrast…then…then…an arch over there, where the bride and groom will stand…and they will have to write their own vows…it wouldn't do with the regular ones…" She was muttering all this while she walked up the aisle, her eyes taking in every detail. The stained glass windows with the saints painted on them…the mahogany pews…the white marble altar…well, you get the idea.
She was still muttering to herself when she heard a bored voice begin, "Hail Mary…" And stop upon seeing her.
The priest! She was so glad to find the priest. She already could start making the arrangements!
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Syaoran's POV
She was gorgeous! She had this soft auburn hair that cascaded down her back way down into her hips. She had beautiful emerald eyes that peered at you sort of cautiously, but they were glinting with anticipation. Her gait was fast, but careful. She was approaching the altar, and calling for the priest.
At that moment, I wished fervently that I was the priest.
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A slow grin spread over my face…
Maybe I was the priest.
As she came sweeping up the aisle, I made up my mind to something.
I extended my hand to her and she bowed over it and gave it a quick peck.
"Speak, daughter." I said in what I thought was my most deep and resonant voice. She looked at me with a frown playing with her brows. I arched an eyebrow at her, as if she was being insolent, and she immediately lowered her gaze.
"I'm sorry Father. I am here to ask of you a favor." She murmured, and my brow went higher. "There's going to be this wedding and…" She trailed of, and I just stared at her, totally unbelieving that someone would marry willingly.
"WHAT?! You're marrying? You must be kidding girl…that's called self-inflicted suicide!" (AN: ¬¬ Duh…so intelligent my Syaoran XD…) She looked up at me, confusion dancing in her eyes. "Ahem, I mean, when would the wedding take place, daughter?"
"In about…" She hesitated there, "two months, I think." She said slowly.
"You think? You don't even know when your funeral—ahem, I mean wedding is gonna be?" She looked at me fully in the face now, and it was her turn to arch and eyebrow…with much more elegance than what I did
"Two months" She said firmly. "The cathedral will be totally beautiful…I mean, more beautiful than it already is…"
"I missed the part where that was my problem." ¬¬
"I don't pretend to be rude, but are you sure you are—ah, the priest?" She asked, seizing me up and down.
"Of course I am, you insolent fool!" I snapped. She wasn't intimidated…she tilted her head to the left and pierced my brown eyes with her bright green ones.
The only one intimidated here was me. (Yes…the ego's bursting there .…)
"Yeah, right. Listen, I don't know who you are, and honestly I don't care, I just want to talk to the priest."
"I am the priest, you kaijuu, can't you see?" I spat out…really keeping my cool. -=
"WATCH IT YOU BAKA-WHO-DOESN'T-EVEN-KNOW-THE-HAIL-MARY! I am not a kaijuu!" I almost laughed. She was so red in the face!!! But I contained myself properly.
"I perfectly know the Hail Mary. I'm simply out of practice, kaijuu" I said, sticking my nose in the air.
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"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! KAIJUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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AN: HHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRREEEEEEEEE I AM AGAIN!!!!!!!!! I know, I know, this girl doesn't have a life… But hey! I do this for you guys! So you can enjoy it… (As if…) Besides…school's been out for quite a while now, so I am bored here at my house… Did you like how they met? I went through lots of troubles making them meet without the usual 'Oh, I bumped into this beautiful girl….' No offense to anybody, but it's sort of burned, so I asked my stationary editor for some ideas…and she gave me this one!!! Hope you like it…this was the most difficult chappy yet. I was stuck with their meeting…but I loved how the chappy began!!! I simply love my onii-chan's ideas!!!!!! Well, whatever ¬¬. I WANT TO GIVE MY THANX TO EVERYBODY WHO HAS REVIEWED!!!!!!!!! YOU GUYS ARE SIMPLY AWESOME!!!! LOTSA XXOOOXXX TO YOU!!!! Ahem, okay I guess that's all for now.
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