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Chapter 6

Kisa sat in a rustic chair as Morimoto's mother and two sisters pranced around, making sure everything was in check for the wedding. Morimoto herself was in the shower.

"Katsumi, make sure her curling iron is on so it's hot and ready to go!" Morimoto Momoe ordered her eldest daughter as the younger one, Watanabe Kaori, calmly placed Morimoto's wedding dress on the chair, ready for her to get into when she was finished with her hair and makeup.

"Mama, calm down," Watanabe said as she took a deep breath, prompting her mother to do so.

"I just want everything to be perfect for Kana," Morimoto Sr admitted as she followed her daughter's advice and took a deep breath. Suzuki Katsumi placed the final piece, a hairdryer, onto the dressing table and clapped her hands.

"Done!" She exclaimed in glee.

"Not quite," Morimoto said as she stepped out the shower in nothing put a pastel blue robe. She had a towel in her hand, which she used to scrub her hair dry. "Let's do this, shall we?"

Kisa rolled his eyes as the three women pounced on Morimoto and pulled, tweaked, and teased every last inch of her until she was glammed up. All that was left was the dress as Morimoto Sr ushered out her other daughters, leaving the bride-to-be to get dressed.

"Oh Shouta…" Morimoto sighed heavily as she sank into her seat. Kisa picked up on her tone and walked over to his best friend.

"What's up, Kana?"

"This all happening so fast. It feels like just yesterday we got engaged, and now I'm walking down the aisle."

Kisa laughed gently. "It was bound to happen one day, Kana."

Morimoto smiled sweetly. "Well, I'd better put my dress on."

Kisa stood up and got ready to leave. "I'll see you at the altar," he said as a goodbye, before slipping out of Morimoto's room.

Abe shifted on his feet as he tugged on his suit sleeves, he was stood at the altar with his best man. Kisa was sat in the front row beside Morimoto's mother. Onodera was sat beside him, wishing for the whole thing to hurry up and be over.

There was a moment of silence as the wedding march began to play, and the entire church stood up in expectancy. Morimoto stepped out with her father on her arm and her two sisters behind her as she slowly descended down the aisle to her love. Kisa sucked in his breath and watched in awe as his best friend, the girl he had met in childhood, made her way from being a spinster to a wife.

Morimoto Sr let out a high pitched sob as she watched her last daughter get married. As soon as Morimoto reached the altar she turned to face her soon-to-be husband and gave him a shaky smile. After the vows were said, and a lot of tears were shed, was the ring exchange; Abe unsteadily slipped the ring onto his new wife's finger, the minister announced her Abe Kana, and the bride and groom shared a kiss. Kisa rolled his eyes at Onodera, who was watching the pair in adoration.

"Ricchan," Kisa whispered, elbowing Onodera slightly. The brunette winced and turned around to face the shorter man. "What's up with you? You're acting like you've never been to a wedding before…"

"Not really," Onodera confessed. "I'm not as old as you; most of my friends are still single or haven't even thought about marriage. That reminds me, what about you, Kisa-san?"

"What about me?"

"When will you be getting married?"

"Not for a long, long, long time, Ricchan," Kisa muttered, shifting into his seat. Onodera shot him a quizzical look but said nothing more as he clapped to the happy couple.

The rest of the day had gone without a hitch as the evening drew closer. Yukina and Hayata were on the dance floor, along with Morimoto and Abe and a few other couples, as they slow danced together. Kisa downed his third glass of wine and sighed.

"I'd ask you to dance, Ricchan, but… It's a slow dance."

"That's okay, Kisa-san," Onodera said absent-mindedly as he paid attention to his phone.

"What are you doing?" Kisa asked when he noticed. The brunette snapped his head up and blushed violently.

"Uh… T-texting a friend…"

"A friend huh?" Kisa said in disbelief. "Is it like a friend or a 'friend'."

"Kisa-san!"

"What? I'm just asking, since you love to pry on my private life so much."

"Mmm, yeah… Okay," Onodera mumbled, looking back down to his phone. The slow dance was over and the song was replaced with another, this one more upbeat and more Kisa's style.

"Ricchan, let's dance to this one!"

"No…"

"Please?" Kisa pleaded, pouting a little. Onodera groaned and rolled his eyes but got up nonetheless and followed Kisa to the dance floor. Yukina and Hayata were still there, but the newlywed couple had left to take a breather. Yukina glared at Kisa and Onodera as the two began to dance together, looking free and happy. Hayata elbowed Yukina in the stomach gently. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's just go back to the room, okay?" Yukina asked, not wanting to explain. Hayata looked confused but agreed.

"Let's say bye to the Abes before we go," Hayata suggested as she ran off to Morimoto and Abe. Yukina stood still as he watched Kisa dance, wanting nothing more than to go over to him and kiss him. Kisa caught Yukina's stare and the two gazed at each other for a moment. The background faded as if they were the only two people in the room.

"Kisa-san?" Onodera said to Kisa, who broke the eye contact with Yukina to glance at the cinnamon-haired man.

"Yeah? What is it, Ricchan?"

"Who were you staring at?"

"Oh… No-one," Kisa muttered as he returned to dancing with Onodera.

The following evening, Onodera and Kisa were boarding the plane from Rome back to Tokyo. As they sat in their assigned seats, Kisa laid back in his seat and looked over to see who would be sitting beside him. His eyes widened when saw Yukina and Hayata in discussion and unbuckled his seatbelt. Onodera stared at Kisa in confusion.

"Come on Ricchan, we're leaving this plane."

"But Kisa-san, we have to go back to work tomorrow!" Onodera told the older man as he pulled on his arm and buckled his seatbelt for him. "Sit still and the flight will be over soon."

Kisa sighed as he crossed his legs and closed his eyes, hoping he wouldn't have to deal with Yukina at all.

Just my luck, Kisa thought as night time fell and most of the passengers were either asleep or occupied with the on board movie. Onodera was snoring softly beside him, and Kisa had to admit it was rather cute.

"Kisa-san?" Yukina asked; as he looked over to the left of him, Hayata appeared to be asleep too. Kisa closed his eyes immediately and pretended to be asleep. A few second later there was an irritated sigh. "Kisa-san, I know you're awake."

Kisa blinked his eyes open and slumped forward before sitting up and smiling at Yukina. "Hello Yukina! What did you think of the wedding, then?"

"It was beautiful," Yukina confessed. "Morimoto-san looked stunning in her dress."

"I know, she looked so… Princess-like."

"Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Like what?" Kisa questioned.

"Our relationship-"

"Oh, for the last time, Yukina, there was no relationship!" Kisa hissed.

"Okay… You say that, but I can't help be shake the feeling that we did have one."

"What gave you that idea?"

"We were going out for about a month before we had sex… And you claimed you were only in it for the sex… So that doesn't make sense. Do you normally 'waste your time' wining and dining men to get into their beds?" Yukina asked.

Kisa opened his mouth to argue back but closed it immediately. Yukina had a point, it did sound like they were dating. "Is that what you want to call it? 'Wasting our time'?"

"No, Kisa-san!" Yukina said exasperated. "What I meant was-"

"No, I get your meaning. Well, to be honest, I did waste my time with you," Kisa lied. "You were a mistake. There were so many more better looking men out there, so why the fuck did I waste my time with you?"

Kisa snapped his mouth closed as soon as the words left his mouth. He suddenly felt regretful and wanted to take back everything he had said. Yukina stared at him, heart-broken as he sank back into his seat.

"Yukina I didn't mean-"

"No, you meant it perfectly well. I wasted my time with you. I don't know why I even bothered with a small time magazine editor like you. I doubt anyone reads your columns anyway," Yukina retorted. Kisa shot Yukina an angry glare before he put on his eye mask and plugged himself into his iPod, refusing to even glance to his left until the flight was over.

It was midnight when Kisa's taxi pulled up outside his apartment. The familiar mask and clock greeted him as he walked into the building and up the stairs. The flat felt a bit different as Kisa approached his home. The front door was ajar and, from the look of the scuff marks and shoe prints on it, it had been kicked open. Kisa pushed the door open further and sighed as it began to hang off of one hinge. Inside was bare: all of his furniture, and his precious photos and memories, had been taken. Everything had gone except the damn clock and mask on the wall. Kisa kicked the door harshly.

"If you weren't so damn ugly, you'd be gone too," he cursed at the inanimate objects. Running a shaky hand through his hair, he grabbed some clothes from one of the boxes from when he moved in, which was hidden in the cupboard. As soon as he had the adequate amount clothing he raced out of the apartment and grabbed a cab to drive him down to Morimoto's block of flats.

Kisa should have felt lucky that he remembered where the spare key was kept as he unlocked the front door and made his way in. He'd have to call Morimoto and tell her what had happened but he knew she was on her way to the Bahamas for her honeymoon so he'd do it the next day. He opened the fridge, took a beer, and made his way over to Morimoto's plush sofa, where he made himself comfortable and switched the TV on. He groaned as he recognised the film that way playing. When Harry Met Sally. Kisa really didn't want to watch the damn film again, but he knew it would send him back to sleep.

"… I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

Kisa had just caught the end of Harry's speech to Sally and as he sipped his beer and sat alone in his newly married best friend's apartment, for once in his life, he realised he was lonely.

Kisa awoke to a blaring TV and an apartment that wasn't his own. He had fallen asleep on the sofa in Morimoto's apartment whilst watching the film. He rubbed his eyes as he adjusted to the light and grabbed his mobile phone. He was missing a call from his boss, Ichinose. He redialled her number as he held the pone to his ear patiently.

"Kisa! Are you okay? I tried to call your home but no one answered."

"I got robbed," Kisa admitted, sitting up.

"Oh no!" Ichinose sounded genuinely concerned. "Oh dear. Where are you staying now?"

"At a friend's. She's on her honeymoon at the moment so it should be okay for two weeks or so."

"Oh good. Listen, Kisa, I'm throwing a party this coming weekend and I'm inviting everyone in the company, so that includes you."

"At your house?" Kisa asked. A yawn escaped from his lips and he clamped his hand over his mouth to muffle out any sound.

"No, at my parents' house. Are you coming in this afternoon? It's fine if you don't want to. I wouldn't want to if I was robbed."

"No, I'll be coming in, Ichinose-san. It'll take my mind off… things."

"Good, I'll give you the directions when you come in then! See you in a bit, Kisa!"

"Yes, you too, Ichinose-san. Goodbye."

"Bye!"

Kisa flipped his phone shut and fell against the sofa's cushions. He didn't want to get up, but he knew that going to work was better than sitting around and moping.

Kisa had never really set foot in Ichinose's home, so when he walked through the grand doors of her parents' mansion, he felt as if he was in another country. Everything was decorated in a western style, as well as some few antiques to give the house a more dated feel. Ichinose rarely threw a party in her own home, so if it was at her parents' house it must have been big; however, the woman was keeping it a secret from her employees until the announcement later in the evening.

He was surrounded by his colleagues and some authors, as well as people who looked as if they were close personal friends of Ichinose and her family. Kisa accepted the glass of wine that one of the many caterers offered to him, and stood around hoping to recognise someone.

Ichinose was a few meters in front of him, chatting away to an older man who looked familiar to Kisa but he couldn't figure out how or why. After a few minutes, Ichinose turned around, smiled brightly when she noticed Kisa, and waltzed over. She was wearing a simple black dress that reached to her ankles, and her hair was up, with stray curls framing her beautifully made-up face.

"Kisa, I'm so glad you came. Listen, some of the caterers are low on wine and they're all extremely busy. I was hoping you'd go to the cellar and fetch some for us, please?" She genuinely looked desperate for help and Kisa could only nod as he asked for directions to the wine cellar.

After following her directions, Kisa was met with a big mahogany door, which creaked loudly as he pulled down on the rusty door handle and pushed the door open. He was met with almost pure darkness and, with the outside light shining in through the door, he could see two or three stone steps. He put his hand out and felt around for a light switch. Once he found it and clicked it on to light the room dimly, Kisa could make out the shapes of some crates and shelves that stored (or at least he hoped stored) bottles of wine. He stepped onto the top step and closed the door with a gentle clack.

There was a shuffling sound and Kisa froze.

"Kisa-san?" The voice called out and Kisa felt his stomach drop.

Oh crap.

Fun bit of trivia for you: In the Japanese dub of When Harry Met Sally, Kazuhiko Inoue (Yoh Miaygi in Junjou Romantica) voices Harry.

Not useful in the slightest, but I thought it was rather interesting.