The sun shone brightly on the day of the wedding, giving the room an eerie glow. It's light reflected off the mirror and lit up the room. Monica sighed happily, looking at herself in the mirror. She wore her wedding dress, a long elegant white gown, its sleeves sliding down her shoulders, the skirt rippling as she moved. In her hair was a veil decorated with roses, compliments of Kurama. Around her neck was the ruby tear shaped stone on its golden chain, the stone that brought her to Kurama. She smiled, fingering the stone. 'Words cannot describe how I feel right now,' she thought.
In another room, Kurama paced back and forth, nervously glancing at the clock now and then. "Just a few more minutes," he kept muttering. Yusuke, Hiei, and Kuwabara watched this.
"How long do you think he is going to keep this up?" Yusuke whispered to Hiei.
"Hn, how should I know?" replied Hiei coldly then walked out of the room. Kurama suddenly stopped pacing around and looked at him. Yusuke cleared his throat.
"Look Kurama, I know you're nervous, but you have to calm down," advised Yusuke. Kurama looked sharply at the younger man.
"I am calm. I'm just worried that something might happen," said Kurama. He then went to a chair and sat down. "I don't want anything to happen to Monica. If something did happen to her, I would kill myself."
"Hey, I understand, but you don't have to go all suicidal. You have me, Hiei, and Kuwabara to help protect Monica!" said Yusuke, patting Kurama on the back. Kurama smiled.
"Thanks Yusuke," he said. Suddenly, the door opened. In came Sayuri dressed up in a lavender gown.
"It's time," she stated. Kurama rose, trembling slightly and headed out the door towards the sanctuary.
At the altar, Kurama saw many familiar faces. There was his family, Yusuke, Kuwabara, Botan, Keiko, Yukina, and to his surprise, Hiei. Monica's friends and parents also were in their places. Everyone awaited the arrival of the bride.
Suddenly, a soft melody filled the room. Slowly, the church doors began to open. Kurama held his breath. There, stood his bride to be, radiant as ever. Her dress flowing like a gentle breeze as she walked. Everyone except Hiei gasped in awe. Hiei on the other hand, watched his friend at the altar, his face expressionless as usual.
When Monica finally reached the altar, Kurama offered her his hand, in which she took. The music then ended. The priest stood before them and began the ritual for marriage. After each said their vows, they exchanged rings and kissed. Everyone clapped at this.
Later that evening, Monica stood in the gardens behind Tomiko mansion. She sighed in happiness, knowing now that she was Kurama's mate and wife. She had left the mansion a few minutes ago where, everyone was celebrating, to come here. Suddenly, she sensed someone approaching from behind. She waited patiently until he stood behind her.
"I knew you would come Kurama," she said, not facing him just yet. Kurama smiled then came closer to her.
"Isn't this familiar," he stated, wrapping his arms around her waist. Monica laughed.
"Indeed, it was a long time ago when you came up to me like this and I was pregnant with your child," she said, looking up into his green eyes.
"We'll have a child soon, just as the prophecy stated," he said, kissing her. Then he led her back towards the mansion, walking under the night of a full moon.