No Rainbow

A weeping willows tree branches swayed in the light breeze as the sunlight nearly disappeared from the sky. Knee high grass tickled her legs when the guard opened the door for her again, waiting for the young lady to get out. She eventually did but remained awe-struck by the gorgeous scenery along with a myriad of fireflies which seemed to instantly surround them. A middle-aged priest stood in front of the tree with Bison at his side dressed up in a suit and tie. The fading soft pink and yellow light illuminated their features bringing an actual scene from a storybook to mind.

He wore no hat which made him look out of character and both hands were clasped in his front. The guard escorted her to him with the veil kept over her face until the time came for its removal. She made graceful steps with head held high confident for a change and feeling at ease with the sunlight resting on her back.

Their ceremony was brief, the priest saying only what had been required for both to wed. She kept both eyes focused on a whipping branch thinking of only positive outcomes. Somehow things were going to be all right.

"As you place these rings onto one another's fingers, I ask that you repeat these words. This ring is my sacred gift to you, a symbol of my love, a sign that from this day forward and for eternity, my love will surround you, with this ring I thee wed."

He gestured for Bison to do this first to which he accepted, taking a pear shaped ring out of his pocket and gently placing the item on her finger.

"Do you take this man to be your husband?"

She paused for a moment before saying "I do.".

She repeated the same vows to which he readily agreed as a steady hand placed a wedding band on his finger given to her by the priest.

"For as much as Mr. Bison and Miss Naia have consented together in holy matrimony and have witnessed the same before God and those present, and have pledged their faithfulness, each to the other, and have declared their love by giving and receiving rings and by joining hands, I now, by the authority committed unto me as a minister and a priest, declare that the both of you are husband and wife according to the ordinance of God, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Those whom God has joined together, let no one put asunder. If there are no objections to this marriage, I see no reason for you both not to be wed. Speak now or forever hold your peace."

A slight pause was given for a chance to voice objections. When all were met with the sound of only wind gently blowing, the priest continued with his benediction.

"May the peace and the unconditional love of God surround you and remain with you now and forevermore. Amen. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your vows with a kiss."

He lifted her veil his breath taken away by this stunning beauty before him, waiting and willing to be taken. She didn't directly meet his gaze even while he bent down, wrapped both arms around her and gave a kiss filled with yearning and ache. She grew limp to his touch, clutching onto both forearms as both knees nearly buckled. The embrace, let alone kiss itself, nearly caused her to lose consciousness. A small gasp was given as he picked his new wife up, carrying her with ease.

"May you go in peace and live happy lives together."

The priest gave his final blessing as another car pulled up from the other side, his ride driving him elsewhere. As she watched what could have been her only hope of escape drive away, she felt more than helpless to this cruel beasts will. Whenever an opportunity presented itself there he was to snatch it away.

Bison held her tightly even as both now sat in the limos backseat. His guard didn't say one word while starting the vehicle and driving back to his base. She curled into a ball in his embrace allowing him to kiss even further. His tongue danced eagerly, feeling hers reciprocate the basic need. She felt his member throb against a hip even through each others clothing, hugging tighter. He picked up on her reaction, especially when her head turned away and he heard a whimper followed by nervous panting. An arm acted as a barrier in between his lap as he rubbed her shaking figure ceasing the previous actions.

Soon they returned, the sun giving way to night. Millions of stars twinkled throughout the night sky with a lovely half moon adding its final touches to the breathtaking sight. He swiftly walked throughout the compound while his guard opened all doors for them, giving the two privacy upon arriving at his leader's personal chambers. He gave a curt bow then dismissed himself. Bison placed her onto the bed, feeling as though she might break if he held too tightly. He tenderly removed both her shoes, trailing his hands up until stopping at her silk panties, carefully sliding them down.

"Aww, how sweet. You chose the underclothing I provided. Look at me, sweet Naia."

Her heart beat so fast she thought it might leap from her chest. She couldn't seem to meet his intense stare and began weeping instead, shaking her head in sorrow.

"I can't do this! I'm sorry but I can't!"

He sighed then shut both eyes, removing all clothing save for his own garments. He turned off the lights before laying down beside her with his back turned. She covered her mouth with shaking hands ashamed.

"Please forgive me, Michael."

"Go to sleep. We'll discuss this in the morning."

"I want to please you but I'm so scared."

"You still need time to adjust to married life and are practically a child yourself. This will only take a day and no longer. That's the period of time I'm giving you to fullfil your duties as my wife. Sleep now."

She clung onto her pillow tightly, experiencing a peculiar dream that appeared much too real. This made her unconsciously wonder how much of everything both she and Haru were going through had been real or fantasy. The dream itself caused her to wake in a cold sweat, having felt more like a nightmare.