Here we go! Sorry for the lateness, but I've had writer's block, power outages, and family come up. But, here's our next chapter! (I know it's weird trying to see Seymour as a normal Guado-person, but just bear with me. Also, Seymour is only 20, so there isn't a huge age difference. It makes the story flow; I mean who else could Yuna end up with?)

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It was relieving to leave the mansion. It felt so tense inside, as if a slight disturbance would ruin the mood. Everyone was edgy, but once she felt the air, all ofher problems seemed to drift away. Guadosalam smelled wonderful; chefs were making delicacies and their wonderful smells floated throughout the whole area. Lulu smelled the baked pies, and she wished she that she could see and taste them. The distinct smells of crisp fruit wafted around the pies and into the air. She smelled the cakes, and brownies, too. Wakka rubbed his tummy and smiled. "Mmmmm"

They giggled and continued to walk. Wakka had tentatively stuck out his arm when they had left, and now they walked holding hands. Lulu savored it all. All her dreams seemed to becoming true. She felt wonderful and extremely giddy. 'It's uplifting to be this blissful for once', Lulu thought. She tried so hard to make her walk last forever, to make it memorable.

Wakka was glad that Lulu was more relaxed than normal and surprised how she grabbed his hand. He wasn't really sure where he was going, and he was having a hard time thinking of words to express his thoughts. He noticed that Lulu didn't seem to mind at all; in fact, he was positive that Lulu was enjoying just being outside. He brought her closer to his body and turned his head. He lightly pecked her cheek and then continued to walk.

Lulu blushed and giggled to herself. She was bounding for joy, but kept it inside. She didn't want to suddenly be emotional on him. She held tight to his arm and rested her head on his shoulder. It comforted her, and she closed her eyes. She felt so good inside, so happy. She wanted to always feel this way; it was definitely better than being standoffish to everyone. It felt so good to relieve herself of the burden of fencing all of her emotions inside.

She opened her eyes and looked up at Wakka. She whispered quietly to him, "So, what did you want to tell me?" She didn't really care, and just regarded it as something pointless. But, she felt that Wakka had wanted to tell her something, and so it was his turn to shine.

Wakka stopped walking and sat on a ledge. The couple was in the middle of the square, with shops, bakeries, and weapon stores encircling them. Behind them was a small fountain, with a Guado statue spewing water. The pool was cool and shallow and Lulu dipped her fingers in. Wakka scratched his head and mumble to himself. He chuckled and grinned. "Lu, I asked you to come, because…" he trailed off, still trying to find the right words. Lulu was looking into Wakka's eyes, hanging on his words, waiting for him to finish. "Because, I wanted to get some fresh air, get outta the mansion." He laughed quietly, embarrassed that he couldn't tell Lulu how he really felt, why he had really asked her to come. Lulu's heart sank at Wakka's words and she looked the other way, back at the Guado statue. She listened to the rhythmic patter of the water drops on the stone. She counted the drops as they hit the pool. 'Ten, eleven, twelve.' She was waiting for Wakka to say something, hoping he'd comfort her. It never seemed to come. 'Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight.'

"Uh… Lu?" Lulu turned around waiting for the magic words. She turned, unfortunately right into Wakka's face. She backed up and muttered her apologies. She opened her eyes and saw his face up close. She saw his short facial hairs running from his sideburns down underneath his chin. She saw his cheeks tinted red from blushing. She gazed at his brown eyes, and began to melt like the chocolate they resembled. She saw how close they were together; their faces almost were touching.

She thanked fate and decided to seize the moment. She leaned closer to Wakka and let her lips touch his. She closed her eyes and let instinct take over. She continued and kissed Wakka, who was startled at first. He then softened his lips and welcomed her kiss. They sat there kissing, their eyes closed, listening to the patter of the drops. They stopped their embrace and moved their heads back. With their eyes opened they noticed the faint blush in the other's cheek. They never forgot this moment, the moment of their perfect love.

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Rikku was extremely bored. She had been in the hall all day, and now was dying to leave. Yuna had gone with Seymour to talk about who knows what- maybe the wedding. Wakka and Lulu were with her, but they left for a walk about an hour ago. Rikku's only companion now was Kimahri, if he really counted. He hadn't spoken in the hours they had been waiting, and he wouldn't have eaten if Rikku hadn't forced him to. Kimahri just stood there, a servant waiting for orders.

Rikku had eaten till she was full and she then sprawled herself out on the couch. She tried talking to Kimahri, but as he didn't respond, she gave up. She was going to talk to her human friends, Wakka and Lulu, but then remembered they had left for a walk. Wakka had said something about talking to Lulu, but Rikku couldn't remember what. Not that she really cared, but this complete silence and boredom was starting to annoy her.

Rikku decided to practice her magic spells. She was just learning with Lulu's help. Lulu was always complaining that she needed to practice more. She was ready to surprise the overcritical black mage for once.

Rikku decided to practice her Fire spell first. It always seemed the strongest and she always liked it when fiends cringed as they burned. She thought of what she should practice on and decided that some of the fruit was "too moist". She looked at an apple and squinted her eyes. She pointed her finger at it, so the spell would be directed. She cleared her mind and thought of fire, burning, ash, and heat just as Lulu instructed. She told her it helps to think of what the spell will do when casting. She concentrated and then shouted, "Fire!"

A large bolt of red-orange shot down at the apple, burning it to a crispy pile of ash. Not only the apple, but also all the food around it was reduced to ash as well. Rikku had fallen over from the powerful spell and was amazed at her work. "I guess I don't need to practice!" She looked at Kimahri and almost fell over again. Kimahri's face was actually changed; he no longer was a statue. His eyes were wide open, as was his mouth. But the most startling thing was that his rich blue fur was burned. All of Kimahri's left arm was singed to black. Rikku flung her arms over her mouth to conceal her laughter, but it only muffled it. Kimahri narrowed his eyes and frowned. He walked over and glared at Rikku. Rikku stopped and, slightly frightened, giggled.

"Sorry big guy. Let me see if I have something for that." Rikku searched through her item bags but couldn't find anything. She shrugged her shoulders and lay out on the couch again. This was going to be a long and boring day. Kimahri went back to his post and brushed the singed fur off.

Rikku shut her eyes and fell asleep quickly. She dreamed of other Al Bhed, of her pilgrimage with Yuna, with her death, and then the sudden resurrection. Her mind wandered to thoughts of Tidus and Wakka, but it was cut short by a slash of a sword and a loud voice. Rikku kept her eyes shut and squirmed, trying to stop the voice from waking her up. It grabbed her and shook her, and she finally gave up and opened her eyes.

Wakka and Lulu had returned from their extremely long walk, and it looked as if something had happened. Rikku tried to think of it, but unable to come up with it quickly, just began to forget about it. She sat upright and blinked. 'Were they just holding hands?' Rikku pointed at them, and the couple realizing them in the action, let go and pretended she imagined the entire thing.

"Well, is Yuna done yet?" Wakka broke the silence. They all wanted to know, and no one knew any ideas. All they knew was that Yuna and Seymour had been talking for a few hours now. They were growing extremely worried but were unsure of what to do about it. They didn't want to disturb the two, but still, they all wanted to know what was so important and secretive.

Rikku couldn't bear the silence anymore and decided to take matters in her own hands, as she often did. She ran and burst open the door screaming, "What is so dang important, huh? We all want to know!"

Seymour and Yuna were startled. They turned their heads around as the door flung open, and were surprised by Rikku's screams. "Rikku, please settle down," Yuna pleaded. Rikku thought she detected anger and embarrassment, but didn't want to press it.

"We just want to know what's going on! Can you please tell us? Please!" Rikku was extremely impatient. She wasn't going to let her older cousin win, either. She stood there, her hands on her hips and face sullen as she pouted. She wasn't going to move until she was satisfied.

Seymour placed his hand gently on Yuna's and looked at her face. He whispered to her, and Yuna nodded. He turned, facing Rikku and the other guardians. He told them to all come, and that he had news.

The four guardians assembled, all awaiting the summary of the long talk. Yuna looked embarrassed, and she constantly held onto Seymour's hand. Seymour told the four everything.

"Well, as you all may know, when you stopped here before, I asked Lady Yuna here to marry me. She declined, putting her pilgrimage first. She didn't want to be married and then burden her new husband with the grief of his new wife dying to save Spira. I empathize her concern and compassion, and this why I have fallen for her."

"When I heard rumors that Lady Yuna was alive, I feared that someone was impersonating her, as we celebrated her sacrifice to save Spira. But when she came here, I knew it was her," He paused and looked down upon his love interest. He smiled and then looked back at his audience.

"Lady Yuna came here to accept my offer of marriage. I was very pleased to hear the joyous news, but was wondering the fate of your other two guardians. She told me her story. I still am in deep affection with her, and she feels the same towards me. We have decided to be wed within the month."

After he had finished, Seymour bent slightly and kissed his fiancé lightly. He intertwined his fingers with hers. Yuna's face blushed dark pink, and she smiled softly. She swallowed and then spoke to her friends. "I know this may be sudden and hard to take in, but please, I am doing this because I do feel that way about Seymour. I love Seymour. Will you come to my wedding?" Yuna waited for a response, hoping they would accept. She wouldn't know how to do this if her friends didn't support her. She was awoken from her thoughts when her peppy younger cousin ran up and hugged her. She whispered that they all would come. Yuna smiled and retook her calm composure.

"There is a favor I would like to ask of you four, though." The guardians nodded, acknowledging that they would accept the favor. "I want you to be a part in my wedding. Rikku and Lulu, would you be my bridesmaids?" She grinned sheepishly as she asked her two female friends. Rikku's smile overtook her entire face. She was elated and she ran over and hugged Yuna again, shouting, "Yes, yes! I'll do it, Yunie!" After Rikku stopped her embrace, Yuna looked at Lulu. "And you?"

Lulu nodded, trying to fake enthusiasm like Rikku's. She did approve of the wedding, but something seemed off. It just seemed too sudden and too strange. But she was willing if that was what Yuna wanted. All three of them hugged, and then went over to the side room to discuss the wedding. Rikku was thrilled to be apart of it, and she was bouncing up and down. Both Yuna and Lulu had to restrain her until she calmed down.

As they were talking, Seymour was left standing with Wakka and Kimahri, an awkward moment for all of them. Seymour asked if they would sit down, because he needed to ask them a favor as well. Wakka sat down casually, ready to talk as if he had known Seymour since childhood. Kimahri just stood by the couch, watching Seymour, the side room, and the entrance door. Seymour himself sat down regally; he sat more formal than Wakka. He then addressed them, "Yuna has also requested that you two both be involved in our wedding." He paused, to let them think for a bit. He continued, "She has asked you to be groomsmen. And for you, Kimahri, to be the Best Man."

Wakka was startled at first, and was about to ask Kimahri how it felt to be the Best Man, but then he remembered how Kimahri didn't talk. He just nodded, and Seymour thanked him. Kimahri bowed, and then strode out of the mansion and back to the entrance of Guadosalam in the Moonflow.

Seymour excused himself and went to be with his fiancé, Yuna. Rikku and Lulu left and so the three were in the mansion hall again. Lulu went first, and as she left, said, "They need their time. Let's wait in the airship." Wakka and Rikku agreed and they scurried out of the mansion. They walked through the markets again, and then saw the Guado fountain. Lulu and Wakka stopped, and Rikku kept going, being oblivious to them. The couple held hands again and shared a short kiss.They walked out of Guadosalam still holding hands. Once they spotted Rikku and Kimahri, though, they let go. They still weren't sure if they wanted other people to know of their romance.

The four of them boarded the airship. Rikku ran to tell her father the great news. Lulu and Wakka went to main area. Kimahri stayed by the control room. After waiting for around a half an hour, Yuna finally boarded the airship. She apologized for her lateness and went straight to her bed. On the way, she handed Lulu a letter. After Yuna had gone to sleep, Lulu opened the letter and read it. Wakka asked to read it, too, and so he did. He gasped and then sat down. He shook his head. "Already?"

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Finally the day of the wedding arrived. The couple had agreed to marry in Bevelle, since it was Yuna's birthplace, as well as the capital of Yevon. And since the two were so devoted to the faith, they thought it would be perfect.

It was a glorious day. The sun rose early, and the sky was bathed in its heavenly pink-orange glow for a few hours. Then it subsided to purple and then to its blue. Clouds filled the sky, but with no chance of rain. All of them were pure white and fluffy as snow. All of the priests and nuns of St. Bevelle came to witness the wedding. The other three maesters joined as well. Grand Maester Mika was leading the wedding, and would join the couple together.

The wedding took place on the tops of the Bevelle Temple. There were three wings to the upper floor. The middle was filled with priests, nuns, and any other Spiran who came to witness the spectacle. Bells chimed and glorious music filled the air. From the left came the bridesmaids, all wearing light blue dresses.

Lulu was the Maid of Honor and so her dress was slightly different than the others. Her dress covered her entire legs and flowed out at the back. A white trim ran around the dress, and dark blue floral patterns were scattered by her legs. She wore a yellow sash around her waist, and on it red and green flowers. She had long pure white gloves that carried a small bouquet of white and yellow roses. Her hair was tied back as usual, and she wore blue makeup instead of her purple.

She led the women in their procession and tried to stay smiling throughout it all. But, the wing was long, and after ten minutes of seeing excited Spirans, nuns, and priests, Lulu grew bored. She forced herself to stay enthusiastic, for Yuna.

Rikku, on the flip side, was almost too excited. She often would wave at the crowd and blow kisses. The other maids would try to keep her in line, but Rikku would just resume in a few minutes. Rikku, as all of the maids besides Lulu, fashioned a shorter and simpler version of the Maid of Honor's dress. The dress cut off a little past the knees, and there was no yellow sash. Also, the blue flowers were cut out. They still wore the gloves, but the length was reduced.

As the bridesmaids marched down the left aisle, the groomsmen walked down the right side. Kimahri led the procession, him being the Best Man. He wore a black robe that split to reveal his chest. Underneath was a smaller white robe. All of the other's wore a similar outfit. They paraded under the morning sun, with bells ringing and flutes, harps, and trumpets playing.

The women came from the left, and made a slant once they reached the altar. The men did they same on the opposite side. Then, the bride and groom were processed in. Yuna came from the left side, and Seymour from the right.

Yuna was dressed in a white skirt, with multiple feathery layers. She wore long white boots to match her dress. A single sparkling tiara adorned her head, and it held the veil that covered her face. Feathers wrapped around her arms from the back, and her dress made her a beautiful swan. She carried a bouquet of luscious red, orange, and yellow roses.

As Yuna walked down her aisle, the instruments stopped playing. A single bell began to toll, signaling the entrance of the bride and groom. As Yuna waltzed down her aisle, accompanied by four priests, Seymour was marching down his.

Seymour was wearing a long flowing black robe. A cape, lined by silver, was flung over his shoulders. He wore a simple white sash, and a symbol of Yevon hung from it. He looked regal in it, but he exerted his humble nature to balance it. He smiled and nodded as he walked down the right wing.

A slight breeze ruffled the dresses and robes as they came to the center. The bell still tolled, but now it was accompanied by a few higher pitched ones. It was a beautiful day, and it was perfect for the ceremony. The congregation was silent except for a few whispers. It was taboo to disturb a ceremony of Yevon. Just as no one but a summoner was let into the Chamber of the Fayth, so no one could disturb the sacred ceremony of the marriage, especially one of two summoners. Yevon would surely be watching with favor, and no one wanted to anger it.

Finally, the couple reached the altar. The bells stopped, and the only sound was the birds gawking as they flew overhead. They looked at the other's face and smiled. Seymour reached out his hand and grasped Yuna. She didn't resist, and blushed.

Grand Maester Mika welcomed the couple to this joyous blessing and ceremony. He began to read from the ancient text, but Yuna and Seymour weren't listening. They were taking in the beauty of it all. They looked into the sky, seeing the pure white clouds and the clear blue sky. They saw the birds flying to and fro and talking amongst themselves. They saw the whole outskirts of Bevelle from atop these heights, and they marveled at its magnificence. They heard soft bells chiming and remembered songs once sung.

They looked into the eyes of their lover. Yuna saw his clear crystalline eyes. They reminded her of sparkling diamonds, and his eyes were tinted blue by his hair. She loved his eyes and she forgot everything as she stared into them. Seymour looked at Yuna and saw her eyes, each different and telling her story.

Her left eye was blue, and it reminded him of the vast sky and ocean, as well as his home village, Guadosalam. It sparkled like the trees of the Macalania Forest, and he recalled past memories. Her right eye was green, like the vast plains of the Calm Lands, or the tropical forests of Kilika and Besaid. He found it amusing how her eyes told him where she had gone and lived, and of her lineage as well. Her green eye was proof of her Al Bhed heritage, while the blue eye signified her Spiran one.

They both were snapped out of there dreaming by the halt of the bells. They looked back at Mika, who was still reading. He then paused and looked at the love stricken couple. They glanced at the other and then smiling, said the magic words, "I do."

The bells began furiously beating and the crowd cheered for the newlyweds. Bouquets and hats were flung into the air, and flower petals and feathers drifted down from overhead. Yuna and Seymour inched closer until their lips touched. Seymour wrapped his arms around Yuna's waist, and she wrapped her's around Seymour's back. They stood there, embracing one another and sharing their loved through a simple kiss. They pulled back and smiled at eachother again. Seymour spoke clearly through the ringing bells, but only Yuna heard.

He looked right into her eyes and told her the real magic words, "I love you."