Ok, this chapter is ENTIRELY FLUFF! Since I didn't get anyone who outright said, "Do the fluff!" I'm putting in this chapter which is entirely fluff, so if you want the ultimately fluffy chappie, this is it, if not, skip right over it you won't miss anything. There is absolutely no actual plot development in here, just a fluff ball that fits into the fic, so if you don't like fluff, do not read this! Ok, that's enough warning. If you don't get it by now, not my fault. And I'm getting this up really quick because on the 23rd me and my parents are going camping in Colorado for a week! Yeay! I love camping, mostly cuz I'm a major tree-hugger, but also because the camp site looks over this really beautiful reservoir called McFee, and it's absolutely amazing to look at any time of the day. And now I'm a rambling tree-hugger, so I'll just get on to the story now…

Disclaimer: I don't own Nausicaä or Would You Go With Me, by Josh Turner.

Last chapter: not important to follow this one! So I'm not even going to write this.

Chapter 7: Proposal (ok, now guess what this chappie is about. I think it's self explanatory, but hey.)

Two days had passed and all the plans had been made and ironed out for the big move. Nausicaä had been extremely busy during those two days and hadn't had much time to spare for anything. The strange part was that for those past two days she hadn't seen Asbel anywhere. When she had asked Amiko about him she just smiled and said he was preparing and had left it at that. Nausicaä assumed she meant preparing for the move, so she didn't question any further into it. At the moment she was laying sprawled out on the windowsill again entering all the information and particulars that had just recently been settled so that she could keep track of everything.

"Nausicaä? Are you in there? It's me, Asbel." The voice came through the door and she jumped slightly because she hadn't been expecting it.

"Yes Asbel, I'm here. Come on in." she said, setting her journal down next to her. The door opened, and in walked Asbel, carrying a guitar with him and something else she couldn't quite see.

"I didn't know you could play the guitar, Asbel!" she said, surprised that she had never noticed that before.

"Yes, I've taken lessons since I was little, and the past few days I've spent writing this song for you." She was shocked and for once had absolutely nothing to say, so instead of pressing her he just sat down and started playing. As the soft, flowing cords danced off the strings he started to sing in a deep, thick alto.

Would you go with me if we rolled down streets of fire

Would you hold on to me tighter as the summer sun got higher
If we roll from town to town and never shut it down

Would you go with me if we were lost in fields of clover
Would we walk even closer until the trip was over
And would it be okay if I didn't know the way

If I gave you my hand would you take it
And make me the happiest man in the world
If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl

Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea
Let me know if you're really a dream
I love you so, so would you go with me

Would you go with me if we rode the clouds together
Could you not look down forever
If you were lighter than a feather
Oh, and if I set you free, would you go with me

If I gave you my hand would you take it
And make me the happiest man in the world
If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl

Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea
Help me tie up the ends of a dream
I gotta know, would you go with me
I love you so, so would you go with me.

Everything was quiet as the last notes faded and they locked eyes. For a moment nothing existed but each other, and that was everything they needed. Then Asbel reached behind him and pulled out a small, dark purple velvet box and held it out to her, shifting his weight so he was knelling on one knee.

"Nausicaä, you are my world, and you mean everything to me. Would you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?" he said, opening the box to expose a brightly shining blue Safire surrounded by two flowers made out of diamonds.

There was a moments pause before she threw herself at him in a hug, and a muffled "yes" was heard coming from where her face was buried into his chest as he held on to her, smiling.

"Oh, Asbel, I'm so happy!" she said after a few minutes, staring up at him from his arms as their lips came together in a heartfelt kiss, each of them reveling in the presence of the other so close together, feeling as if they held the most important, precious thing in the world, which in their mind, they did. The next day the engagement was announced, and wedding plans were made for the next day as they wanted to hold the wedding in the Valley.

----------wedding day-----------

It was the day of the wedding and all the people from the two kingdoms attended to see their rulers get married. The ceremony was held by the flowing stream, next to the place where the forest used to be before all of the trees had to be cut down because of the infestation. The saplings that had been planted there were still extremely young, but were healthy and green. The sunlight danced across the fields and shimmered off the water, as if it was rejoicing the union of the two as well. That day both Nausicaä and Asbel dressed in the clothes Nausicaä's parents had married in, as the clothing from Amiko's wedding had been left behind during Pejitei's flea from the Toulmakian warriors during the invasion. Where Asbel's clothes had been a simple black tuxedo, Nausicaä's dress was more embellished than anything she had ever imagined. the dress rested just off the shoulders and was held up by two navy blue lace ribbons that attached to the dress in the front in a v-shape and went over the shoulders to attach separately in the back. The dress itself was two layers. The first layer was a silky forest green and had a piece of fabric that served as sleeves that went around the arms. In the front of the dress, at the base of the green silk, the fabric was drawn up around a piece of lace colored and decorated like an upside-down peacock feather, beads dangling down off of it. The second layer of her extravagant dress was ocean blue, and was ruffled slightly and trailed in the back. The dress had been passed down from generation to generation, being one of the last fancy dresses from the time before the great warriors destroyed the earth, as was the tuxedo that Asbel now wore. Asbel's best friend Bob Faxon was the best man, and the bridesmaid Francis had been a good friend of Nausicaä's since she had been a toddler. A young boy from Pejitei named Thom had volunteered excitedly to be the ring bearer, and one of the small girls that had given Nausicaä the chico nuts before the Toulmakians took her away had dressed in her nicest dress and got to be the flower girl, her name was Stephanie. Because both of Nausicaä's parents were dead, and she had no other immediate family, Lord Yupa was the one to give her away and Obaba had preformed the ceremony. After the wedding some of the local musicians played the songs they knew as everyone danced happily in the open fields for the last time. One last happy memory to have in the valley before they would have to say goodbye to it and everything there.

A/N: and that's the end of this chapter. I know, I know, not a great ending, but hey, I did my best. There are a few little details I would like to point out that aren't necessary to the plot so much as I put them there for a reason. First, Thom, Bob, Stephanie, and Francis are all real people who I know who have died recently or are dieing. Stephanie Bass was only about 15 years old when she died of brain cancer, and was a good friend of mine. Thom, who was co-running my River-Rangers group with his wife, Paula Morgan, died about two years after Stephanie. River Rangers fell apart shortly after that. Both Bob and Francis are still alive, but neither one is doing too well. Francis has been like a grandmother to me ever since I started attending church, which was when I was about 8 months old, but she is slowly loosing her memory and hadn't been able to go anywhere for about a year now. Then Bob Faxon is a close family friend who was also diagnosed with bran cancer. The surgery went as well as to be expected, but unfortunately it didn't work, and he has been decreasing in health from there. His body is getting stronger, but his cognitive function is slowly slipping away. For those of you who have looked at my profile you already know about most of this. I put them in here both to honor their memory in my own little way, and to personalize it a bit for me, however any prayers you can send towards these people and their families are greatly appreciated.

The other thing I wanted to mention is about Nausicaä's dress, or as I call it, the "It's 11 o'clock at night and I can't believe I'm coming up with this now" dress. Yes, I came up with it at 11 o'clock at night. Right when I was trying to go to bead cuz there was nothing good on TV. As usual. I also came up with the symbolism of this dress at about the same time, along with a strangely insightful quote to use on my other fic. So, anywho, the symbolism of the dress. The green top layer represents rebirth and personal growth. The blue represents purity of the soul, and the peacock-feather lace embroidery represents beauty. There was going to be more detail on the dress and how her hair was done and such but it was already starting to get too wordy, so I left it out. Get over it. Remember, reviews make me happy, and if I get enough of them I might manage to get another chapter up before I go to Colorado for 2 weeks. Threats are quite effective as well (you know who you are! ;) ). And remember, I still need advice on if I should throw in complication into the actual move or not, because unlike this chapter, I can't dedicate one chapter to that and then carry on like nothing happened. That little piece will end up throwing the fic in one direction, and leaving it out will throw it in another direction. There's probably only going to be about two or three more chapter left before this is over, so I need to know! If no one tells me they want the complications, I'm not going to put them in there, so speak now or forever hold your idea to your self.