"We won! We did it!" Johnny cheered as the last of the villagers were scared off.

"Thank the lord." Jeryy sighed. "All my kitchen utensils have been abused enough, thank you!"

Reever chuckled, before his form stiffened. A bell was tolling.

Ding.

"What's going on?" Wisely dared speak up. "Are you guys okay?"

"O-Oh no…" Lenalee breathed, feeling her limbs begin to stiffen. "No…n-no, no, no…"

Ding.

"S-so this is it th-then?" Miranda found herself asking, her mobility starting to leave her.

"What's going on?" Wisely asked again.

"We're…t-turning into knick…knacks…" Reever explained with difficulty. "Th-things s-seemed to h-have happened t-too late…"

It was in that moment Mana and Link had finally made their way into the grandhall themselves.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

"Knickknacks?" Link was just as confused, despite seeing what was happening with his own two eyes.

"They're cursed…" Mana breathed, "Their curse had a limit with time…i-is that right?"

Johnny nodded with much difficulty. "I…I don't wanna be th-this way…"

"Br…other…" Lenalee's voice faint, "Noise…"

"Lena…lee…" Mana, Link and Wisely all watched as the servants had finally turned into everyday antiques littering the grand hall.

"Dear gods…" Wisely breathed.

Seeing the staff once lively and upbeat, now unmoving and…inanimate. The sight was enough to make Mana shudder in unease.

"Looks like my game really is over, isn't it?" Said the voice of a child. The three men stiffened, but they saw no one else with them. Only the hall void of other life.

. . - * - . .

Hevlaska smiled, as her ethereal hands hovered along the glass containing the rose within. "Then let us allow a happy ending to this tragic tale."

. . - * - . .

Hunched over his fallen love, Allen was crying harder than he ever had in all his years. As the rain continued to fall, lights began to fall with it. The young male jerked up upon feeling an odd warmth on the back of his hand, before jerking up and seeing the lights falling. The colors were pastels, ranging from pinks, to purples, to yellows, to blues.

"W-what's going on?" There was a tugging on his pantleg, and Allen looked down to see his ever-faithful rabbit. "Neah…?"

The small rodent looked up to Allen, before turning his attention to the fallen beast. The silver-eyed boy gasped in shock, backing away when the still form began to rise, the light falling directly upon the once moody, yet lively being.

He couldn't will his eyes away from the sight, as the body began to glow, the form shifting, shrinking…losing its beastly appearance. The beast-turned-human, was placed where he had been laying, and Allen could feel his heart skipping beats. Was he…? Was Kanda still dead? What had just occurred here…?

It was obvious there was curse placed upon the castle its master and the staff…but was confessing his feelings the reason or breaking it…? Was it broken? He was brought out of his frantic musings when he heard a deep groan.

"Baka…moyashi." The man grunted as he placed his hand on his face, only to stop as he felt the warmth of his skin on his face. He jerked his hand away, eying the limb. He sat up, though still didn't face the one behind him. He looked in disbelief at the two hands that mirrored each other. "Hu…man…? I'm human…?"

Kanda stood, albeit uneasily on his human legs, his shirt almost drowned his form, whereas his pants hung dangerously low, though still remained on his hips.

"Kanda…?"

This time, the man did turn to face the breaker of his curse. "Moyashi."

"Kanda!" Said man had no time to react when the bundle of crying nerves slammed into him in an almost desperate hug. "Kanda, Kanda! Kanda…!"

"Shut up, already." The elder growled, though held the younger close to him.

"I-I can't h-help mmph!" Allen's eyes widened in surprise as chapped lips were forcefully pressed against his own. Silver pools soon closed, as he relaxed into the elder's ministrations, finding himself moaning softly.

Kanda chuckled, breaking their first kiss. "You might not, but it looks like I can."

"Shut up, and kiss me again." Allen wouldn't really understand where such boldness came from…maybe he ust got it from Kanda when he kissed him?

It didn't matter. Kanda still granted him his demand, and their whole world was suddenly lit around them.

. . - * - . .

"Light?" Wisely found himself asking, holding his hand out as streaks began to rain within the castle walls.

"What in the…?" Mana found himself asking. "This isn't…"

Link backed up in surprise puffs of smoke began surrounding what had once been the castle's staff. Handful upon handful of items were transforming from objects to people faster than the trio could keep up.

"W-w-we're human again!"

"The curse is broken? We're…we're free?"

"LENALEE~!"

"Komui!" A tall man was holding his little sister in his arms, both crying in joy. "Brother…I never knew how m-much I missed y-your hugs…"

"I missed hugging you, my precious sister…"

A taller man cleared his throat. "May I have the chance to hug my wife?"

Komui hissed, but was kicked by his sister to force him to release her. "I'm so happy to see you again."

"I can't exactly say the same, but holding you makes up for it." Marie said with a smile.

"I don't think we were properly introduced." A familiar voice says, and Mana turns to see the man that was once an antique clock. "I'm Reever Wenham. That guy is Komui Lee…I think you heard most everyone else's names earlier."

"Mana Campbell." Mana greeted. The man blinked in confusion. "Strange…I hadn't introduced myself in that way in a while."

"Campbell…? But aren't you Allen's father?" Komui asked, trying to recall the surname of Campbell…wait Campbell?! "You're related to Neah Campbell, is that right?!"

"He's my little brother…"

. . - * - . .

A cat call was what broke the lovers apart from their makeout session. Kanda growled in annoyance, Allen blushed in embarrassed. Lavi grinned, and Allen was more than certain that this red-headed male grinning from ear-to-ear was in fact Lavi.

"Hey, don't stop on my account. You guys might make me bend over backwards for a different team."

"I have no idea what that even means." Allen muttered. Before he eyed his surroundings. Where did Neah go?

"Hey Allen, did ya know your rabbit was cursed?" Silver eyes stared at his once-coffee-cup friend.

"Oh, shush up." Says a voice Allen hadn't heard in years.

"No way…" Allen whispered, before rushing from Kanda and where he hard the voice of none other than his very own uncle. "UNCLE NEAH!"

The sound of an undignified 'ompf', and even less dignified crying was heard, and Kanda rolled the name of 'Neah' in his head for a moment.

"For the love of…you're that musician who was taking over Marie's place while he was to go on his fucking honeymoon!"

. . - * - . .

After a month of getting everything back in order, Kanda sighed tiredly. There wasn't any rest for the weary, and frankly, the man had one last thing he needed to do. He only put it off because he learned early on just how protective Mana and Neah were over their son/nephew.

"Let me get this straight," Neah said, as he closed the piano cover in his private room. Mana looked up in intrigue, watching the small scene, his book all but forgotten on his lap. 'you want to marry Allen and you wanted to ask us for our blessing?"

"Yeah so I do have it or not?!"

"Depends." Mana spoke up. "Will you marry my son as your equal, or as—"

"For the love of all that matters." Kanda hissed. "Moyashi isn't a fucking trophy, nor is he some sort of medal of honor. He's the one I love, and yes, he's my equal where it matters."

"So…?" Neah droned on.

"I love him."

The brothers looked to each other, almost as though they were sending a silent message to the other.

"You have our blessings." Replies Mana.

. . - Time skip - . .

It was the wedding of the century as Allen and Kanda were finally getting married. Allen was wearing a white blouse, white trousers and white boots and a white lotus clip in his hair. His choker remained around his neck, where the small charm dangled from its strap with every step forward the young man took. Mana stood on his left, Neah on his right. They were walking him down the isle.

Waiting at the end, Kanda stood sporting a black suit with a red asscot tucked neatly into the white shirt that peaked underneath. Kanda eyed his groom, the pride and joy hard to miss. To his right, Lavi snickered, but was silenced when someone stompped on his foot. He glared down to the old man beside him, one he hadn't seen since he was a kid himself. His grandfather.

"Be nice, old man…seriously." Lavi whispered.

"Behave your childish antics, foolish grandson. Be glad your stepmother didn't realize your misconduct."

"Ouch." Lavi muttered. He saw Miranda wiping tears from her eyes. He wondered if she missed his father…probably did. Lavi was practically the spitting image of him. Minus the damaged eye, he was sure.

By that point, Allen had finally reached the altar, and his father and uncle gave him off to Kanda. The younger smiled. "You look handsome." He mouthed.

"You look amazing." The elder whispered back.

The priest began to recite his part, until it was time for the couple's vows. Allen smiled when his beloved began to speak to him.

"'I, Yu Kanda, take you, Allen Walker
to be my husband,
to have and to hold
from this day forward;
for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish,
till death us do part,
according to God's holy law.
In the presence of God I make this vow."

Allen nearly choked on his words, fighting the tears of joy. He cleared his throat, somehow managing to get his words to come to light in his own vows.

"I, Allen Walker, take you, Yu Kanda
to be my husband,
to have and to hold
from this day forward;
for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
to love and to cherish,
till death us do part,
according to God's holy law.
In the presence of God I make this vow."

At the end of the wedding Allen and Kanda danced the night away not knowing what the future will be going to bring.

Much less their wedding night.