What time is it?...
The sun streamed brightly through the window, causing the man in the bed to wince and turn his head away.
Guess I forgot to shut the curtains..I have a real headache too...
The man tried to get up, to shut out the bright light, but something prevented him from moving. His right arm was wrapped around someone's waist. His attempted movement had caused that someone to mumble and snuggle even closer to him.
Mwu blinked, and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, looking down at the person beside him.
Murrue was sound asleep, a small smile gracing her lips, and her cheeks were flushed a pale pink.
Her dark auburn hair was a tangled mess, half of it falling around her face, and half piled atop her head, garlanded with white flowers.
Oh, we forgot about the flowers...I guess it was because we had other things to think about last night...
It had been their wedding night, after all.
He and Murrue had been married yesterday, in a tiny ceremony only attended by their closest friends. After the wedding, the reception and party to celebrate had been held in one of the rooms in Government House.
Both Mwu and Murrue had protested at this, but Cagalli wouldn't hear any complaints, saying that they had both helped save Orb, and that they were both her friends.
The party had lasted well into the late evening, with a spectacular chocolate wedding cake that had been made by Kira's mother Caridad, and buffet food, like canapes, pizza fingers, and sausage rolls. There had also been a bar set up, and the officers of the Archangel had been propping it up all night, including Mwu himself.
Ah, so that's why I have such a headache...
There had also been music, and interspersed with the dance and pop tunes, had been slow, romantic songs, which had made all the couples in the room begin dancing. The centre of the floor had been reserved for the happy couple, of course.
Mwu hadn't wanted to dance, but Murrue had made him, taking his arm and dragging him into the middle of the room.
Once they had begun to dance, Mwu had found that he was actually okay about it. Murrue's white wedding dress had swirled around with every step they took, and that, together with the almost incandescently happy expression on her face, had made her look like a princess, or an angel.
The rest of the party had passed in a daze. He remembered seeing Murrue down a couple of glasses of something nasty-looking in one go, and he had remembered Kira passing out in a corner, but other than that, not much.
Odd really. I don't remember the rest of the party, but what happened afterwards is crystal clear...
A car had taken the newlyweds home, and once inside...
Mwu looked around at the bedroom. Murrue's wedding dress was hanging over the railing of the loft, where it had been thrown last night. He smiled as he remembered trying to unfasten the fiddly little buttons on the back of the garment, until she had lost patience and slipped it over her head. That must have been what messed up her hair...
Peering around, he could see clothes everywhere, just lying where they had fallen.
Boy, that was some night. I don't know what time it was when we finally got to sleep, but it must have been really early morning..
He reached out a hand and gently brushed aside the tangled hair that was partly covering his new wife's face.
Now she and I are bound together forever..I'll protect her, and take care of her. I love her so much...
Kissing Murrue on the forehead, he laid back down next to her, pulling her further into his arms, and fell back asleep.
An hour later, Murrue awoke. She blinked her wide marigold eyes against the daylight, then smiled. She felt so happy, but she couldn't put her finger on why that was for a moment. All she knew is that she felt so warm and comfortable, she could almost fall asleep again. Her cheek was resting on something warm, and with every breath she took, she caught the scent of aftershave.
But it's the same every morning. So why does it make me so much happier today?
Raising her arms above the bed, she stretched, then caught sight of the gold band on her left ring finger.
Oh, that's right...I'm married now...Mwu's my husband..
Murrue stifled a giggle at the realisation of why she felt so tired. Their wedding night had certainly been a memorable one, the passion lasting into the early hours of the morning. The bedcovers were rumpled, and there were clothes everywhere.
Sitting up slightly, she pressed a soft kiss to her new husband's lips, causing him to stir, his blue eyes cracking open.
"Oh hey, good morning..." he mumbled, smiling.
"Good morning..well, I think it's morning. But it was morning when we got to sleep..." she replied.
"Techically, whenever you wake up, it's morning.."
Murrue frowned. "That doesn't make sense..."
Mwu shrugged, then grinned. "So how's it feel being a wife, Murrue La Fllaga?"
She blushed. "Not much different from being a fiancee, but the new name will take some getting used to.."
"And what about you? What's being a husband like?"
He held out his scarred arm above the bed, gazing at the wedding band on his left hand.
"Wearing this feels strange still, but I kinda like it. Since I'll be wearing it for always..."
Murrue sighed happily and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his muscular chest.
"You always know the right things to say..."
Mwu laughed, and stroked her back with his strong hands. "Yup. How about this one? I love you."
Raising up on her elbows, Murrue pressed her lips to his in a long, passionate kiss.
"I love you too..."
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( I have mental problems, I must do..
It might be a bit disjointed, but it sure was fun to write..
Please read and review! )
