"The suit is white, huh?"
"Mine is too. We'll be matching."
Shizuo smiled.
"I kinda expected fur trims."
"Just wait until you see the wedding night underwear. And you better not go prancing in the white suit totting a gun, shooting people and calling me Lua."
"What…?"
"It is best you do not know."
For a location Izaya simply picked his living room. Shizuo nearly whistled when Izaya appeared in a sleek white suit complete with a bowtie and all. But the occasion did not call for it. Izaya did look very serious as he nodded and began.
"I, Orihara Izaya, hereby declare that I wish to have Heiwajima Shizuo as my exclusive significant other for the rest of my life, that I am fully committed in this relationship for the good and the bad, that I will be faithful and that I will put up with said Heiwajima Shizuo's notions even when I disagree with him. I further declare that I am no one's property nor is anyone my property, that I fully expect to treat and be treated as an individual, and that I enter into this agreement of my own volition solely because my feelings justify it, i.e. I love the before mentioned Heiwajima Shizuo."
It was the first time Shizuo actually heard Izaya used the 'love' word and he could not help but get somewhat emotional. Izaya coughed as if to remind Shizuo to do his part.
"I'm Heiwajima Shizuo and I love you and want to be with you forever."
Izaya produced a box with two silvery rings with a red stone encased. He slipped Shizuo a ring and almost giggled when Shizuo's hand shook a bit when slipping Izaya the other ring.
"In case you are wondering, these are solid platinum and the rock is a real ruby. Do you know what that means?"
"That it's real expensive?"
Izaya's eyes almost glittered.
"It means that according to our prior agreement, in which you have to pay one of the rings, it will take you approximately the rest of your life to do so. In other words: you're stuck with me, like it or not."
"That's just what I wanted. And we have plenty of time. We don't have a priest to say it but can I 'now kiss the snarky bride'?"
Izaya raised an eyebrow and laughed.
"By all means."
Shizuo did not just kiss him, he literally swept Izaya off his feet. One of the reasons why Izaya had dismissed the presence of third parties was precisely so that Shizuo did not get tongue tied, be it in delivering his vows or in kissing. Shizuo removed Izaya's pants and whistled in between kisses.
"You really got fur trimmed underwear…nice."
"Of course."
"I kinda feel bad removing it…"
Izaya giggled and skipped away, returning very shortly with a camera.
"Let's record it for posterity."
"Too much talk."
"Not enough action?"
Shizuo nodded, slipping his hands inside the strange boxers and squeezing.
"Yeah…"
Shizuo was never one to be too wordy when things got to this stage. He unpeeled Izaya's clothes and stripped in a moment. Eager to feel the sweet friction of warm skin against skin. No matter how many times they did this Shizuo always marveled at how smoothly Izaya responded to the motion of their bodies united. After all, if Shizuo took the lead, as he did now, it was only because Izaya wanted. And Shizuo did not mind it one bit.
And there was something beyond the great satisfaction of orgasm to lie with Izaya in his arms afterwards. Shizuo needed no further confirmation.
"Ah, I forgot the sake."
"Sake?"
"You can't have a wedding without it, Shizu-chan! Fetch it from the shelf."
Izaya pointed lazily in the general direction of the bottle.
"Just one cup, right?"
Izaya shook off the lethargic effects of his afterglow.
"Yes. That is the whole point."
With surprising solemnity Izaya dipped his lips in the liquid and passed the cup to Shizuo who drank the rest.
"This is pretty cool."
"It's a 'make-it-yourself' wedding. In that we can combine whatever elements we want, from the highly traditional to the downward kinky."
"Yeah, it makes sense…each wedding should be chosen by the people getting married."
Shizuo kissed his forehead after wiping some a few stray bangs of hair.
"Just wait until you see the divorce clauses! It includes you wearing a dog suit and a leash. For life!"
Izaya giggled as if the idea amused him beyond belief.
"You can be really weird. But I like it."