Explanation for lateness in notes under the chapter.

I plan to post the last chapter in a week.

I don't own anything.

Misaki's POV

The next day, Usagi drove me to a tailor. She was really nice, but seemed kind of embarrassed to be making a dress for a man. She measured my waist...and...my chest?!

Honestly...I'm not a girl, I promise…

She wrote down her measurements on a piece of paper, and giggled as she looked through her catalogue.

She asked, "What's your favorite color?"

"U-um...I don't know...white…?"

"Makes sense. Okay, so here are the options…"

I looked at a lot of dresses. By that, I mean...a LOT of dresses. There were super fancy ones, super expensive ones, super revealing ones...I didn't know what to choose. I just became more confused as the tailor explained the ups and downs of each dress. My head was spinning, and I couldn't decide anything.

"Take your time choosing. This is a big decision."

After half an hour of searching,I finally laid my eyes on a stunning dress by itself near the end of the store. It had two white roses on the top left corner of the chest, and many layers of ribbon around the waist. Each layer was a different color of gray, darker towards the bottom.

Awestruck, I said, "That one."

The tailor smiled and replied with, "Of course. I'll have it for you in three days. I would suggest you start planning the wedding while I'm making the dress for you."

"Okay. That sounds good."

I walked out of the store, and noticed Usagi-san standing against the wall a few feet away smoking a cigarette. I walked over to him, and poked his shoulder.

"I'm done."

"Okay. How long will it take for the dress to be made?"

"Three days, she said. Also, the lady suggested that we start planning now."

"Yeah, that's a good idea. I bet you chose a good one, heh."

"I think so."

Usagi leaned in close to me, and planted a light kiss on my lips. My face turned a soft pink, but I kissed him back. I felt like this was an appropriate time to do that. I turned away, and heard Usagi-san giggle a little bit. Giggle? It sounded weird on him. I imagined him giggling like that uncontrollably, and burst into laughter. I heard Usagi do the same behind me, and we laughed for a good few minutes before he said, "Okay, okay, let's go home. Ahaha…"

We walked over to his red sports car, and stepped in.

"Usagi-san…"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Misaki."

I leaned over, hesitated, then turned back. That would be too embarrassing for right now...impossible. He's driving anyway. It would be too risky. All of a sudden, a large amount of self-consciousness engulfed me, and I felt too embarrassed to do anything.

We soon arrived back at Usagi-san's place. I got out a notepad and asked him, "Should there be a theme…? Who should we invite…? There's so many things to think about…"

We decided easily what parts of my family should come, but Usagi didn't seem like he wanted to invite any of his family. I replied with, "Well, it would be weird if only one family came, wouldn't it? Maybe we should send invitations anyway. They're bound to be better if another family is there, right?"

"I guess...but you do remember everything that happened with them before, right?"

"Of course I remember."

"Fine."

"Okay. Oh! What do you want to eat? I think it's around time to make it."

"Anything, as long as you make it for me, Misaki."

"Okay…"

I put on my apron, and started up the burners. Maybe I'll make teriyaki...where's the soy sauce? I started preparing the food. While I cooked, Usagi and I discussed the decorations, how much food there should be, and a wedding cake. The usual stuff.

Eventually we decided to go with many white ribbons, just the cake and some other desserts for people with allergies, and three tiers of wedding cake with a chibi of both of us on top.

"Oh, Usagi-san, do you want to see a picture of the dress?"

"No, I want it to be a surprise...heh."

"Oh, okay…also, where should the wedding be?"

"The place where I proposed, or around there?"

"Oh! Yeah, that sounds good. Should we put the tickets in the invitations?"

"Yeah."

I put the teriyaki on the table, and we ate together. While eating, we discussed what the invitations should look like. Usagi was going to write them, for obvious reasons, and I was going to buy the paper and envelopes we needed to create them. We'd have them done in a few days. That was good, because we wanted to be married soon, instead of later. There's no way I could wait more than a few months. I let Usagi-san explain that, though. It would be embarrassing if I did it. The wedding would be in two weeks.

I recently went through a bad breakup, and could not write during that time.

I'm back. Expect regular story updates.