These days, delivery services would either have a lazy day or a busy day. Getting a "Z" or a "B" depended on the note that was sent to the manager of the company every morning.

Cid received a "Z" note that morning, and he informed the staff members, Yuffie and Leon, while Cloud and Aerith got the week off to arrange for the wedding.

Yuffie pulled out her game console, even though Cid nagged her that a "Z" didn't necessarily mean it would be a day off.

Yuffie and Leon took turns on the console for hours on end, playing an extremely addictive RPG game.

A few hours later, Cid went into their room, carrying a sealed package. He watched them as they played.

"What the hell is so good about that game, anyway?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Yuffie was attacking the controller viciously as the boy on the screen hit a monster with a sword. Leon was quite into it too.

"Press the triangle!" he urged. "Go behind it and hit the red thing. No! Don't let it touch you, you'll lose half your life!" Cid stared at them blankly and cleared his throat. He held out the package.

"Yuffie," he said.

"Yes?" she replied without taking her eyes away from the TV.

"I need you to make a delivery." Yuffie shot him a quick glance.

"Aw, but Cid, I just have to beat this boss to get to the save point!" Leon smirked, standing up.

"I'll do the delivery for you," he said, walking over to Cid and taking the package. Yuffie continued playing the game.

"Thanks! I owe you one!"

"Just make sure to get past that stage first. I don't want to start over." Yuffie gave him an A-OK. Cid handed Leon an instructed note.

"Deliver this safe and sound to Amy," he told him. Yuffie suddenly stopped playing, but the two men didn't notice. "Remember to get her signature." Leon nodded and walked out of the room, the package tucked under his arm.

Cid let out a deep breath. He suddenly noticed Yuffie was staring at him with her eyes and mouth wide open. The words GAME OVER flashed on the TV screen.

"You just died," Cid remarked, pointing. He turned to leave, but Yuffie rushed up to him and grabbed his arm.

"Amy?" she said, shocked. "You just told him to deliver that package to Amy?" Cid cocked an eyebrow.

"Uh, yeah. I did."

"Which Amy?"

"Well… there's really only one in town." Yuffie's face fell and she went back to her seat, shaking her head and rubbing her forehead.

"Oh no…" Cid frowned.

"What is it?" Yuffie sighed heavily, glancing at him over her shoulder.

"Cloud and Aerith are shopping for a wedding dress today." Cid's eyes widened at her words, mortified.

"What! Why the hell didn't you tell me!" Yuffie closed her eyes and shook her head again in anger.

"I thought you knew already!" she exclaimed. Cid slapped his forehead with his palm and grunted with frustration. He emitted a deep sigh.

"What has the kid done to deserve all this?"

"You're joking, right? Tell me you're joking…"

Cloud sat on the small bench in front of the dressing room as Aerith changed inside.

"What? What's wrong with it?" she said over the door. Cloud crossed his arms.

"Oh, I dunno," he muttered, his voice laced with sarcasm. "The fact that you want to keep your maiden name doesn't bother me at all." Aerith laughed, opening the door.

"It's a family tradition," she said matter-of-factly, turning in a circle so Cloud could examine the dress. "My mom kept her maiden name, and so did Leon's mom." Cloud looked her up and down, shaking his head.

"I don't like it," he said bluntly. Aerith sighed and looked down at the wedding dress. Cloud glared at her. "And I don't like your family tradition either." Aerith scoffed and shook her head.

"You are such a baby," she said. "Besides, I'll still be Aerith Strife. I'll just… still be Aerith Gainsborough. You know, like Audrey Hepburn, still keeping my name even after I'm married." She grinned dreamily. Cloud stared at her, resisting the temptation to roll his eyes. Celebrities.

"What's wrong with Gainsborough-Strife?" he asked. That wasn't bad, it was a mouthful, but it still wasn't too bad. Aerith picked out another dress from the hooks. She wrinkled her nose at his suggestion.

"Too long," she said simply. Cloud sighed, defeated. Figures.

"Alright, if that's what you want to do, be a celebrity and all." Aerith beamed over the door. "But we're naming the kids Strife ." Aerith giggled.

"Deal." She disappeared from view again as she slipped carefully into the dress.

A young woman came from over the counter. She tapped Cloud on the shoulder.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Cloud?" Cloud nodded and stood up.

"Actually, there is." He pointed at the purple tuxedo Aerith had picked out for him. Amy bit into her lip to stop herself from smiling. Cloud shrugged, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"Could you help me pick out something else?" Amy winked at him, his reasons accepted. She nodded.

"Follow me," she whispered, tiptoeing into the next room. She motioned him to follow. "I'll show you the latest designs."

Cloud glanced at the door to make sure Aerith wasn't watching, then rushed after Amy.

A moment later, the doorbell chimed as the door opened.

Leon stepped into the store, still holding the package. He looked around. The place looked deserted.

"Hello?"

"Coming!" a small voice called out. A petite young woman with glasses ran out towards the counter. "Can I help you, sir?" Leon nodded, holding up the package.

"Is Amy here? I have a package and I need her signature." The woman shook her head.

"Not at the moment. I'm Marielyn, Amy's assistant." She glanced around. "I guess she's with a customer. Do you want me to go get her?" Leon nodded.

"Okay," Marielyn said. She stepped out of the counter. "Just stay right there." she smiled and darted off.

Leon sighed and wiped away a sweat. He stared around at the wedding dresses, a sad memory flashing back as he remembered Aerith dragging him along when they were engaged.

The dresses were all so beautiful. He walked over to a nearby rack and examined them fondly.

"Okay, I'm ready!" a cheerful voiced called out from inside the dressing room. Leon immediately turned to its direction. "This one I know you're going to like!" Aerith opened the door and stepped out, full of sunshine.

Unfortunately, all the sunshine in the world turned to ice when she saw Leon.

She froze, her smile vanishing instantly. Leon stared at her, unable to breathe.

She was wearing a wedding dress, one that suited her perfectly, never having looked so beautiful before in her life. Leon felt the pain he had suppressed for so long erupt all over again. He dropped the note.

Aerith was the first to snap out of it. She cleared her throat and walked over to him, twirling her dress around and trying to act casually.

"Well, does it look good on me?" she asked, putting on a false happy voice. Leon struggled to smile.

"Yeah," he said, looking at her dress. "You look… you look beautiful." Aerith wasn't fooled, seeing right through him. Her smile vanished again, replaced by a look of guilt.

"I'm sorry," she muttered sadly. Leon just shook his head.

"There's nothing to be sorry about," he said. "You're happy now, and this whole mess has been cleared."

Aerith's smile appeared and disappeared once more. She stared into his blue eyes, feeling guiltier than ever.

"You don't have to be there," she said. "We'll all understand if you don't come." Leon smiled and shifted his eyes to the ground.

"No, the Best Man has to be there…" He slowly lifted his gaze to her. "…that's how it has to be, right?" Aerith's eyes saddened deeply, and she subconsciously took a step closer to him. She reached up her hand and gently touched his cheek. That just brought a sad smile to Leon's lips.

Marielyn came back into the room, Cloud and Amy not far behind her. Cloud and Amy stopped dead in their tracks as they saw Leon and Aerith, who nervously backed out and looked away.

Leon bent down and picked up his note as Amy went over to him.

"Amy," he said firmly, holding the note to her. He avoided eye contact with both Cloud and Aerith. "Can you sign here?"

Amy was a friend of the Restoration Committee, and unlike Marielyn, she knew the trio's history. She smiled stiffly and nodded. She took a pen out of her shirt pocket and signed the note.

"Here you go, Leon," she said kindly, handing it back to him. Leon nodded.

"Thanks," he muttered. "I'll see you later." He turned around to Cloud and Aerith, but his gaze was still on the ground. "I'll see you guys at home…" Cloud nodded, while Aerith was still recovering. Leon put the note in his pocket and quickly left.

Amy exhaled and pushed her hair out of her face. A few customers came into the store. She turned to her assistant.

"Come on, Marielyn," she said. "Let's get back to work."

Marielyn nodded and rushed over to help the customers. Amy exchanged a concerned look with Cloud before following. Cloud turned back to Aerith, who didn't return his gaze. He took her gently by the shoulders, smiling a little.

"You alright?" Somehow, these days, he didn't feel any resentment or jealousy when he saw her with Leon like he used to. His anger for his best friend was gone completely. He understood everything now. Cloud lifted Aerith's chin up so he could see her face.

She looked so sad.

"Why?" she said, shaking her head. "If it still hurts him so much when he sees me, why would he agree to be your Best Man at the wedding?" Cloud pulled her into a hug.

"Because he loves you," he said softly, stroking her head. "And wants to see you happy." Aerith sighed.

"Not like this," she muttered, closing her eyes. "It shouldn't have to be this way." Cloud shook his head.

"It's not your fault," he said, hugging her tightly. "Life's just… cruel sometimes."