Hey! Long time no sexy! Sorry for the wait, school completely over took most of my spare time, add in some writers block and to top it off my laptop decided to conveniently almost snap in half. It wasn't my fault I swear! Anyway, here is chapter five for you guys. Hope it was worth the wait! Also, many many thanks to all those who added this to favourites & story alert and also for leaving reviews! 3 Grazie!
Considering that I am not the awesome Hidekaz Himaruya, I can deduce that I do not own Hetalia in any way, shape or form. However, I do own my OC Sardinia (aka the sassy gay friend...)
Weddings. When you hear the word a lot of things come to mind. Stress. Extravagant venues decked out with glisteing white fabric and soft rose petals. And cake. All those things aside, what really matters is those two people choosing to spend the rest of their lives together.
Iceland glanced nervously at Hong kong, who shared a smiliar knowing expression with him. This was it. They were standing at the very front of the narrow aisle, underneath a small archway decorated in flowers. Instead of delicate butterflies fluttering in his stomach, Iceland thought of it more like a thousand moths having a rave party. When he looked at Hong kong, who was undoubtedly going through the same thing, the partying moths almost completley dissapeared.
"You nervous?" Hong kong asked, taking his lovers hand and squeezing gently.
"Not so much anymore... What about you?" He said, squeezing back and trying to read Hong kong's face. If Hong kong was nervous, he sure was hiding it well. His lips were turned up at the corners slightly and his cheekes were tinted a subtle red. His trademark dark bangs were sweeped to one side, hanging ever his deep set eyes. Iceland couldn't help but smile a little at his composture.
Hong kong shrugged. "Just think, before we know it we will be back at the hotel, on our 'Honeymoon'."
Iceland smiled at the thought of that, his nerves settling down. It wouldn't be much of a 'traditional' honeymoon but then again, nothing about their wedding was very traditional at all.
Sardinia then appeared, with sheets of papers in her hands and a smile on her face. "You guys ready?"
"As ready as we'll ever be." Hong kong said, answereing for both of them.
"That's a relief. Anyway, these are the marrige regestration forms," She put the two pieces of paper down on the lttle decorated table that was off to the left and handed them a pen each. "Sign your human names and then we can start."
Iceland took the pen first and reached down to sign his name. Emil Steilsson. He was one step closer. Next was Hong kong. Leon Kirkland-Wang. After his neat script inked the paper, Hong Kong took the piece of paper and handed it to Sardinia, feeling satisfied. It really was happening, wasn't it?
"Okay~ guess there's only one thing left to do, ei?" Sardinia said, taking the document from Hong kong and tucking it away in a folder that held all the records of every couple she wed. The folder was surprisingly void of papers. She went back to her spot infront of a small podium that stood underneath the decorated archway. Hong Kong and Iceland took their positions. Iceland glanced over at Hong Kong, suddenly remembering somthing important. "You have the rings, right?" He whispered
"Umm..." Hong Kong fished around in his pocket for a moment before breathing a sigh of relief when he produced the two pieces of jewellary.
"Oh good, keep those out. I assume you're going to need those." Sardinia said with a tint of sarcasm in her voice. "Okay, let's get started, shall we?"
Both nations nodded and waited for her to proceed, feeling a little nervous and determined at the same time.
"To save time, I'll cut it short. Okay let's see..." She looked through some pieces of paper that seemed to be some kind of script. "Dearly beloved we gathered here... blah blah blah... somthing holy matramony... More random crap... Ah! Here it is. You may kiss the bride!"
"..."
"Oh, uh, I meen... you may kiss the ... other, you know, person. Yeah."
Hong kong looked skeptically over at Sardinia, wondering how 'certified' she really was before taking the ring and placing it on the appropriate finger on Iceland's hand, who did the same for Hong kong. He leaned down and cupped Icelands face, bringing is lips down softley upon Icelands in a sweet kiss. After a short moment they pulled away, not wanting to over-do it. Besides, there will be plenting of time for that kind of thing later. Hong Kong smiled at Iceland, feeling jubilent. Iceland smiled back, of course, and then turned to Sardinia, who suddenly seemed very interested in her fingernails.
"So... that's it?" Iceland asked.
"Hey, what did you expect? It is Vegas, you know." She said, shrugging her shoulders. Iceland thought for a moment. She was right, it was juat a random little chapel in the heart of Las Vegas.
"Oh!" Sardinia said suddenly, pulling Iceland out of his thoughts. "I almost forgot! There are some, uh, aquaintances of yours coming here soon... You see, I thought, it's a wedding and there's always an after party! So I invited some certain people as a surprise!" She looked at them, expecting a response that was as excited as she was but instead got two glares in return.
"You meen to say that you told our, like, families?" Hong kong exclaimed. "The whole reason we came here was to like, get away from them!" He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Oh god... this is not going to end well."
"Hey, how was I supposed to know! Surley it can't be that bad... At my place, weddings are a time for families to come together and eat alot of sweets and get drunk as hell." Sardinia said, feeling a little guilty.
"Clearly you have not met our families." Hong kong groaned.
"You think mine is any better? My fràde's are idiots most of the time, and Spain isn't any better! Plus I gotta hear Tunisia rant on about her problems, but I can put up with that." She said defensivley.
Hong kong was about to reply when he was cut short by the sound of laughter. Uncontrollable laughter that echoed through the whole room. It was Iceland. He was hunched over a little, gripping at his sides, the sound of his sweet and rare laughter bubbling out from his mouth.
Hong Kong looked at him confused, then at Sardinia, who looked just as confused, then back at Iceland. "Are.. you feeling okay, babe?" He said, resting a hand on his back.
It took a while for Iceland to calm down but he eventually got his breath back. "Yeah... It's just... Can you imagine the look on Norway's face when he finds out! Oh my god! He's probably going to give birth to a moose!" He said, wiping away a tear from the corner of his eye.
He was absolutly right, and when Hong Kong realized this, he too started to laugh. At first it was small cackles of laughter but then turned into to full blown fits of giggles. "No no no, China's face! He's gonna... He's gonna have like, a dragon when he finds out!"
Sardinia glanced amusingly between the two nations who were currently laughing uncontrollably. "You two have fun with that..." She said trailing off when there was a sudden knock on the door at the enterance.
The two young newlyweds fell silent at the sound. They both had a sneaking suscpicion on whom it may be knocking at the door but niether of them dared to voice it out loud. The three of them glanced between eachother untill Hong Kong finally spoke up. "Shouldn't you like, answer that?"
Sardinia looked over to the door, where the impatiant knocks were coming from and shrugged her sholders, patting the pockets of her long black skirt for a packet of cigarettes. "I should but... it would be more interesting if one of you opened it, no?"
"How so?" Hong kong asked, raising one slightly bushy eyebrow at the Mediterranean island.
She thought for a moment, fiddling with the lighter that appeared in her other hand. "Think of it this way, it's not my family that is going to fly off the goat, éi?"
"Okay, you have a point there." Hong kong said finally, giving in and walking over to the door to open it and sharing a knowing look with Iceland in the process. He placed a nervous hand on the handle of the door, twisting it around and slowly opening it. The whole notion brought a tense atmosphere and made everyone slightly on edge. Except Sardinia, who was already preparing the bar and pouring the contents of a sucpicious looking bottle into several shot glasses. All of which were for her alone.
On the otherside of the door however, was a completly different story.
To be continued!
Tranlsations~
éi - yes (Sardinian)
fràde's - brothers (Sardinian)
Also, I don't know if Hong Kong has an official human name yet so I decided to use Kirkland-Wang as a surname. I saw it in another fanfic and it seemed to look pretty good so yeah.
