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PERFECT MATCH

Chapter 7: The Engagement!

Two weeks had passed where I had been spending almost every day with Nyoko. It was Yami's suggestion since I had so little time before I needed to get married.

Today was Sunday afternoon and Nyoko and I were strolling through the park. People of course were staring.

"You know . . . you sure are popular," Nyoko mused.

"Especially with the ladies."

Nyoko laughed and then I felt her hand enclose in mine.

I looked into her forest green eyes as she softly smiled at me.

We walked like this, hand in hand, past the large fountain in the center of the park, and past the radiant flower gardens by the park monument. We came to a smaller fountain of two cranes dancing together, the clear water flowing out of their beaks.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a familiar lone figure sitting on one of the white wooden benches.

It was Yami. He was engaged in a book.

I led Nyoko over to him, continuing holding her hand.

"I never saw you as the type to sit in the park quietly reading a book."

"And I never saw you as the type to be promenading through the park holding hands with a lovely lady," Yami replied, looking up and closing his book.

I realized that Nyoko and I were still holding hands and I let go, pulling mine away.

Yami's eyes faltered for a second.

"What are you reading?" I questioned, nodding towards the book in his lap.

"A romance novel," Yami answered casually as if it were normal.

"Why? Studying for your business?" I teased.

"Actually, yes," Yami replied proudly. "You can learn a lot from these. Like how to be a real gentleman."

"I am a real gentleman. How else could I be with such a beautiful woman? And here you are – by yourself, no woman."

Yami raised a surprised eyebrow. That's when I belatedly remembered Yami preferred men.

Before I could say anything, Yami spoke.

"Well, you two lovebirds should be getting on your way." He smiled at us, but I knew it was forced.

"He's right," Nyoko agreed. "We should be leaving."

As the two of us walked away, Nyoko berated, "Seto! How could you say that? He didn't look too happy about that."

I just gave one last glimpse at the man sitting by himself, quietly reading his book.

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With three short weeks left until my birthday, Yami decided it was about time I had told Nyoko my problem and . . . well, pop the question.

So here I was, patiently sitting down at a candlelit table for two. I looked over to see the lights of the city illuminating the sky. A gentle breeze swept through my hair.

The door opened and out stepped Nyoko. She looked mesmerizing as she was adorned in a simple white dress that flowed to her knees. Her dark hair distinctly matched the pallid color of her dress, and her jade eyes dazzled from the lights of the city.

I greeted her with a gentle kiss and we both sat down.

"Dinner on the rooftop . . . very romantic," Nyoko smiled appreciatively.

"Only for you," I replied, returning her smile.

The food was delicious. We had fresh grilled salmon with a side of sautéed asparagus and Zucchini Vichyssoise. For the desert, we had Pear Clafouti1.

As I sipped some of the champagne, Nyoko asked me the awaiting question.

"So what calls for such an occasion?"

I set my glass down and thought of how to start. Even though I had been thinking of how to explain this all day, I was still uneasy of how she would react to it.

So I decided to start from the beginning. "A couple months ago, I found out that in my father's will, I would have to marry before my 25th birthday or the company would go to my cousin, Noah." I paused and Nyoko was just staring, waiting for me to continue. "So I had help from a professional matchmaker. This matchmaker is Yami, which I unkindly lied and told you he was my personal assistant. He was to set me up with a woman that was ideal for marrying. Well, I went on several dates, but they turned out to be disasters, as I didn't like a single one of them. Running out of whom else to date, a fortunate encounter happened. I met you." I paused again to see Nyoko still listening carefully. "You were different from the other girls – much different. I actually enjoyed your company." Nyoko chuckled at this. "What I'm trying to get across here Nyoko is . . ."

At this point, I stood up from my seat and kneeled down on one knee in front of her. Her eyes lit up as I reached into my pocket. I pulled out a small, velvet box and held it in front of me. As I opened it, I finally asked, "Nyoko Takeo, will you marry me?"

Nyoko gasped in delight at the twenty-four karat gold band encrusted with pink diamonds, and a sparkling 2 CTW white, princess cut diamond on top2.

"Y-Yes," she beamed, her eyes glowing with euphoria. "Yes!" She threw her arms around me. I slowly stood up, one arm wrapped around her.

I did it, Yami. I'm getting married.

TO BE CONTINUED!

Oh no! But what about Yami! Well, you gotta continue reading to find out. Mwahahahahaha.

1) The dinner they were eating in this chapter was taken from It looked interesting . . .

2) 2 CTW is the weight of the diamond, and 2 is a pretty darn big diamond.

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