author's note:

ohmygosh! i had SO much fun writing this! my heart was actually beating REALLY fast and i had butterflies in my stomach! lol, enjoy the story!

Part Two: Wedding

Endure this. It's her we're talking about. He thought.

He watched as she piled on dresses and dresses, screaming at the frills and the whiteness, the shimmering and strapless dresses. She turned to him, her face full of pure joy. She bounced over to him, a dress hung over each arm.

"I can't believe I'm actually shopping for wedding dresses!" she squealed. She held up both arms. "Which one would look better on me? You should know, Yoh, you're the expert!" Yoh blinked and came out of his stupor. He glanced at the dresses. One was strapless, the other had cap sleeves. Yoh imagined Haruna in a strapless white wedding dress. Embarrassed to be thinking about such a thing, Yoh ducked his head and blushed. A hand came out of thin air and smacked Yoh in the back of his head.

"Ow." Yoh rubbed the back of his head.

"Stop thinking about perverted things, then." Asami replied.

"Tsk, tsk, Yoh, I never knew you actually thought about those things." Asaoka walked up from behind a rack of dresses. Yoh glared, and Asaoka grinned. Haruna blinked, confused. She looked around. "Where's Fumi?" All three of them looked at her.

"I'm here!" Fumi called, his arm waving from a rack of suits. Asami placed a hand on Yoh's back and pushed him towards Fumi.

"Go look for a suit. I'll take care of Haruna." Yoh raised his eyebrows at his sister. Asami replied with a stare, her hand clasping around Asaoka's arm and pulling him to Yoh. "Here, take Asaoka with you. You'll need guy opinions." Yoh sighed and walked over to Fumi, who was flipping through suits, some white, some gray, mostly black suits. Yoh looked over to the racks to where Asami and Haruna were holding up a strapless dress. Yoh couldn't hear a thing, but noticed Haruna and Asami left. She probably left to try on the dress. Fumi cried out, and Yoh turned around.

"Bingo!" He pulled out a handsome traditional black suit. Yoh shook his head. Asaoka rapped his head. Yoh rubbed the back of his head again.

Asaoka grinned. "Go ahead, try on the suit. It keeps you from being…distracted by some people." Fumi guffawed. Yoh grabbed the suit and marched to the dressing rooms. As he shut the door, he saw a black-haired girl walk to Fumi with a girl in a white dress.

Haruna … ? Yoh wondered. But his vision was obscured by a dark shadow. Yoh automatically backed up. Asaoka grinned. "Now, you can't see your fiancée in her dress until the wedding day!" He reminded, and shut the door. Cursing under his breath, Yoh pulled off his clothes and gingerly picked up the suit. After some time, he stumbled out, all decked up in his now-wrinkled suit. Asaoka and Fumi turned around. Asami sent Haruna off in another direction, and walked over to her big brother. Yoh stood there, impatient, as the trio scrutinized him. As Yoh was about to open his mouth, Fumi whistled.

"Nice suit."

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"Kyaaa! How cute!"

Haruna…?

"I definitely want these! Where's Yoh? Yoh?"

Haruna…what's she's doing here?

BANG. "Yoh!"
"Arrgh!" Yoh sat up as Haruna stood there. Haruna blinked.

"Oh, you were sleeping?" Yoh blinked. He blinked twice.

"Haruna?"

"Good morning!" Yoh sat up straighter. He looked down, at his clothes, then up at the cheerful Haruna. He yelped and leaped out of bed.

"What are you doing here?" Yoh asked. Haruna held up pale pink flowers. Yoh looked on, confused.

"How about pink flowers for our wedding?" Haruna's smile got even wider as she said the word 'wedding'. Yoh sat down on the bed. He yawned.

"Sure." Haruna cheered and ran downstairs. "He said okay!" came upstairs. A curt reply was said, probably Asami's. Yoh groaned.

After doing his normal morning things, Yoh went downstairs in the living room to find four people sitting around floral bouquets, shiny cutlery, and menus set out. Yoh gaped. Business cards were spread out on the table, boasting the best wedding photographers and the best wedding designers and planners. Before he could say something, Yoh's stomach grumbled. Asami turned around, her eyebrows raised. Asaoka stifled a laugh. Haruna stood up. "Yoh, you're hungry! Let me get you something!" Haruna paused. Yoh put his hands on her shoulder. She turned.

"Sit down, I'll be right back." Yoh said.

"Okay!" Haruna accepted, and automatically sat down. Yoh walked into the kitchen and craved something sweet. He grabbed some dorayaki and walked back into the living room.

"So, where do I fit in?"

"Grab those menus and sit down next to Haruna. Choose what you guys want to be served at your wedding."

Yoh sighed and proceeded to sit next to Haruna.

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The weeks passed by too quickly. Involuntarily, Yoh found himself looking forward to the wedding. Haruna was probably more giddy than she ever was. Asami spent her time doing the last minute things, with Fumi and Asaoka assisting her.

tick, tock, tick, tock

It was nighttime. The curtains hid the blackness and the silver of the stars.

Can't believe I'm like this.

Yoh's head was tilted back, his dark eyes closed, his hair over his face. In his hand was the invitation.

tick, tock, tick, tock

Yoh opened his eyes. He raised his head slowly. His eyes went to the calendar. His heart skipped the beat.

The wedding's tomorrow.

Yoh remembered yesterday – when they went for wedding rings… Haruna couldn't decide between a heart shaped diamond ring and a rectangular diamond ring. Yoh opted for the heart shaped one – it totally fit Haruna's image, although he wouldn't admit that. Yoh himself chose a regular gold band.

Yoh's head went limp again. He was tired. After three weeks of preparation, Haruna and he had barely any time to themselves. Yoh's head shot up once more. His hand reached out and grabbed his cell phone, shoving it in his pocket. He got up and glanced once in his mirror, and froze.

What am I wearing?!
Wearing more suitable clothes, Yoh ran downstairs and out the door, towards Haruna's home. He paused in front of Haruna's house, doubled over, breathing hard. His hands moving faster than his mind, his hands searching through his pockets, calling a number, Yoh didn't realize what was happening until he heard the dial tone. His eyes went up to Haruna's room, where there was light.

"Yoh?"

"Haruna. Look outside." With satisfaction, Yoh saw the curtain split and Haruna's face peeking out. She smiled and disappeared. Without a moment's break, the door flew open and Haruna ran to the gate.

"Yoh?! What are you doing here?" She was dressed in a basketball jersey and shorts.

"I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"Not at all!" Haruna's hands fumbled and she opened the gate. "Come inside!"

Yoh shook his head and simply took Haruna's hand in his. He led her to a park nearby and gently pushed Haruna to sit on a bench. She sat, and he stood, their hands still in each others. Yoh blushed.

"So what are we here for, Yoh?"

"I missed you." Yoh turned away, his hand to his mouth, embarrassed to be seen saying such a thing. Haruna beamed.

"I missed you too!" As Yoh turned his head back, his breath was knocked out as she gave him a huge hug. After gaining his breath back, Yoh put his arms around her. It was silent, except for the crickets' chirping.

Hesitantly, "Are you sure?"

Haruna's head popped up. "About what?"

"The wedding."

"Of course!"

"You're not just doing it just because you don't want to hurt my feelings?"

"Yoh…"

"You don't feel rushed? Maybe this is too fast for you?"

"Yoh!" He blinked. Haruna gave a genuine smile.

"I'm not feeling rushed or anything! Positive! I'm …" she paused, searching for the right word. "I'm … super duper happy!" Yoh laughed and kissed the top of Haruna's head, relieved.

"Okay, then."

Okay then.

Yoh tightened his arms around Haruna.

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It's not okay. I'm freaking out. I can't sleep!

Yoh fidgeted. He couldn't sleep. Yoh groaned out loud. He tossed. And turned.

Stupid Yoh. Stupid Yoh! Don't freak out. Just tomorrow, then it'll be over with.

Yoh groaned once more. As he turned, the door suddenly slammed open and the light turned.

"Wha-?" Yoh blinked, sitting up.

"Let me sleep!" Asami ordered. Yoh yawned.

"I'm not doing anything." Yoh looked down and pulled at his baggy tank.

"Ba-Ka." Yoh looked up. Asami stood in the doorway, her hair up, her hands at her hip. "Haruna said she was okay with the wedding, right?" At those words, Yoh felt an extreme rush of peace, relief. "So don't be worrying! Everybody's happy except you. "As Yoh began to protest, Asami shut the lights and the door, enveloping Yoh in complete silence. He fell back against the pillow. His eyes closed.

Haruna's happy. I'm happy.

Images of Haruna and memories of Yoh and Haruna together entertained Yoh's mind until he fell asleep, half an hour later.

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The pianist began the traditional wedding song. Yoh fidgeted with his suit, embarrassed to be seen by so many people.

Since when did Asami invite so many people? Why didn't I get to see the guest list -
Haruna came in sight, breaking Yoh's thoughts. He took a quick intake of breath. Everyone around him murmured.

Was that the girl who was asking me to give her lessons on how to get a boyfriend? Was she seriously the girl who didn't know how to dress?

Haruna looked beyond beautiful. Through the veil, Her hair gently sat on her shoulders and curls. Her eyes were bright, her lips looking luscious. Her body looked thin and petite in the shimmering white dress.

She doesn't even look like a baseball player.

In the front, Haruna and Yoh's mothers were crying. Yoh found himself smiling at Haruna, as she smiled at him. Before he knew it, she was in front of him, and the priest was beginning the vows. Yoh studied Haruna. He bit his lip. "You look beautiful." He mouthed. Haruna quietly laughed.

"Do you, Yoh Komiyama, take Haruna Nagashima to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Yoh gulped.

"I do." The guests started giggling quietly. Yoh's body began to get warm.

"And do you, Haruna Nagashima, take Yoh Komiyama to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do!" Haruna cried, cheerfully.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." The priest turned to Yoh. "You may now kiss the bride."

Yoh took a deep breath, butterflies in his stomach, his heart beating faster and faster. The world went silent as he lifted Haruna's veil. She smiled at him, and without hesitation, Yoh kissed her.

Everybody clapped, the girls screaming, the boys shouting, the adults crying. They started to get up and head towards the couple. Haruna gasped and turned, Yoh puzzled.

"Wait, wait!" Everybody quieted down. "I know this is way too early, but still..!" Without further ado, Haruna threw the bouquet of flowers with perfect aim into the center of the crowd. The girls yelled, trying to get the bouquet. Haruna heard quiet laughter in her ear.

"Just what I would expect from a baseball player." She turned to find Yoh smiling at her.

"I love you!" she yelled over the crowed. The crowd cheered once again as they heard her exclamation. Yoh smiled. He was full of nothing but love for the girl. He grabbed her arms and kissed her once more on the lips, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Haruna … Komiyama.

Stop the time, just like this/It won't come true/It's my selfishness/I want to tell you about my impatience/There's only twenty-four hours in a day/It's not enough, after a hundred hours/That should be much more/I'll find endlessness good – "Jikan yo Tomare" by AZU feat. SEAMO

Coming Soon:

Part Three: Honeymoon