Okay...I'm sorry if this chapter is filler, I just had it in my head and had to get it out or else it was gonna bug me...And let me tell you, it was persistent. Anyway, I had lied last chapter and I'm sorry DX There are now two chapters after this one. I just didn't want to go straight to the wedding until I had some view of their life before getting married. It was fun to write so I hope it's fun to read too! Please enjoy the story and please review if you can! I love reviews like I love chocolate :3
Warning: What you are about to read contains OOCness and fluffiness, so if this disturbs, angers, or sickens you please leave now. For the rest of the people who think the former people are crazy, please enjoy :3
Nine Months Later
Celty is the one who told Izaya and even though I'm good friends with Celty…I don't think that I'm able to not be mad at her right now. She really didn't have to inform Izaya of some dumb catalogue for weddings, which he just had to order right away. Now he's practically glued to that book. I feel like he'd rather marry that thing than me.
After Izaya had mentioned to Celty that he and I were getting married, those two have been talking nonstop about ideas for the wedding and whatnot. Of course, Izaya talks to me about the final decisions and we pick out the best stuff together. We're a team now, but that doesn't mean we don't bicker like we used to. Right now he's debating on whether we should have the wedding outside. He hasn't put down the phone since he came back from the store.
Oh, I should also say that we're living together now. We got this real nice apartment in Ikebukuro; Izaya sold his old apartment he had in Shinjuku a couple weeks after I proposed to him. We moved in not too long ago, but we still have boxes lying around. Izaya loves to organize the place to his liking, but he allows for me to be my usual lazy self sometimes. He doesn't mind the occasional mess. The place doesn't look too bad, aside from the boxes. Izaya likes walking barefoot around here since we have nice carpets. When looking for a place he insisted in it having a carpet. He doesn't mind vacuuming and maintaining it.
"Ah, yeah I'm looking at it right now. It's on page forty, right?" Izaya asks Shinra on the phone. Unfortunately, Shinra gets stuck with interpreting for Celty when she wants to communicate with Izaya. Poor fool. Izaya isn't much a girl, but he sure can get stuck on the little details of anything. He puts a pocky in his mouth and holds it there as he talks. It's his new habit, I've noticed. "No, that one's kind of girly looking." I smile at him from where I'm watching him on the couch. I'm usually really lazy around the house on the weekends. Izaya is usually busy with wedding stuff.
We decided on getting married in the summer, in July of next year. He picked July 24th as the "perfect day to get married." I told him I don't see anything special about that random date, but he just continued with "Of course it's not important or special now, but it will be once we get married on that day, protozoan." I swear he drives me crazy, but I like it that way.
"Celty says that everything is set up. The cake is gonna be really nice, she picked it out, but she wants it to be a surprise."
"It better be chocolate." I say as he sits down next to me. No matter how old I get, sugar is gonna be my favorite thing to eat. Izaya knows that.
"Chocolate doesn't go with the décor we picked out together. It'll be a big brown target in a room full of white and blue."
"Che, brown goes with white and blue." I argue simply as I change the channel. Meanwhile Izaya looks through the wedding book he ordered online weeks before.
"Yeah, maybe if you were color blind." He says as he laughs. "Do you want to pick out the invitations since I picked out the color theme for the party?" He asks me as puts on his reading glasses and searches in the index for invitations. I pull him close to me and ruffle his hair. He nuzzles his head in the crook of my neck and sighs.
"We can do that later." I say as I sigh comfortably. "You're favorite soap opera is on." I remind him as I turn the channel to his favorite soap opera. Since he loves seeing reactions so much (and drama) he got hooked to soap operas really fast. Though, he doesn't cry or get all emotional over what happens, just gets that wide grin on his face when we sees someone get hurt or killed. Yeah, he's still psycho.
"I thought you hate it?" Izaya asks me as he starts watching the new episode.
"I do, but I don't mind it so much since it's the only time I get to spend time with you. You've been so busy lately; you never relax unless it's when you watch this." I explain to him as I look at the screen. I lean over him and kiss his neck.
"Ah! I just remembered. We need to start making a list of who we're going to invite! I better put that on the list of what we need to do."
"Put this on your list of what you need to do: Spend time with your fiancé." I say as I put my arms around his waist.
"I can do that later." He says as he's trying to get up so he can head into the kitchen to grab more of his stupid lists. I don't let go of him though. I pull him down so he's on my lap. I swing his legs so they're resting beside me and hold onto his waist more tightly so he doesn't escape.
"You're gonna do that right now." I say as I tackle him and throw him on the couch so that he's lying down. He kicks and struggles, but I pin him down and start kissing his neck again. After a while of struggling he starts to hum as I do this, but then I hear…the doorbell. Fuck.
"Oh, that must be Kasuka." Izaya says happily as he practically shrugs off what we were just doing. "I told him that he hasn't seen our new place yet and he hasn't visited you in a long time since he was working on that new movie." For the first time in my life, I rather not have Kasuka come and visit. Eh, but what are you gonna do?
"Come on in, Kasuka." Izaya says with a smile as he lets Kasuka and Hina inside. He looks all tidy and professional; he's wearing casual clothing, just a T-shirt and a short sleeved jacket, but he looks better than me since I'm wearing lounge wear. I like wearing sweatpants around the house and just a plain shirt, sometimes not even a shirt if it's hot.
"What's going on?" Kasuka asks dully.
"Oh, Shizu-chan just wants to get in my pants; you know, the usual." Izaya says with a shrug. Hina flinches from surprise. Kasuka doesn't really mind.
"Flea!" I say as I blush furiously. "He doesn't mean what he said." I try to explain. Hina just blushes and Kasuka says that it isn't a big deal. Every time my brother was around when Izaya and I were dating, Izaya would always embarrass me in front of him.
"You guys look really happy." Kasuka says in his usual monotonous voice. "And you're new place looks really…fitting." He says as he looks around at the décor. Izaya only let me pick out the damn carpet and the TV. The rest of the stuff in our place was picked out by King Perfect. It's just furniture; I don't get why it's such a big deal. Izaya says it represents the kind of people we are. We're just people, does it really matter what kind?
"You let Izaya pick out everything, right?" Kasuka asks me. I glare at him because he's right. "Don't worry about it. I let Hina pick out everything at our place too."
"Izaya was being a prick about it; that's why I didn't bother helping." I explain as I motion them to sit down on our couch. "Thankfully, the colors of the walls weren't a problem; otherwise he would have had me paint every room in his damn apartment."
"You would have done it too." Izaya reminds me as he serves our guests some lemonade (since it's so hot). "We can take a tour around the house in a little while after Shizu-chan picks up all his mess from our bedroom." He says as he stares at me. I sigh and get up to head to our bedroom.
Izaya's POV
"So, when are you getting married?" Hina asks me happily.
"Ah, July 24th of next year. It is going to be a small wedding, nothing too big." I tell her. "As soon as Shizu-chan picks out the invitations, I shall send one to both of you."
"Thank you." They both say happily.
"Anyway, we've been planning these last nine months and I'm really pleased with all the preparations." I say as I take a sip of my drink. "Shizu-chan isn't much of a neat and tidy kind of guy so all this organizing is a bore to him."
"Ah, but did he propose to you beautifully?" Hina suddenly asks.
"He's a clumsy guy, so, in a way, it was as beautiful as he could muster, but it was perfect to me. He even managed to sneak away with placing the ring on my finger where I had my plain silver one before and kept me ignorant until we came back to his place so he could propose on one knee."
"Such a romantic." Hina comments with a blush.
"He's cunning, I'll give him that." I say with a laugh. "But everything's been going well. How are you two?"
"We're doing great." Kasuka says as he holds Hina's hand. "It's nice to know everything going well with you guys. It's been so long since I've seen my brother so happy. I know he might not show on his face so much, but I can tell."
"Yeah…He's a real softy." I say with a smile.
Shizuo's POV
"'Pick up your mess' he says." I say as I mimic Izaya's voice. God, sometimes he can be a nag. "What's this?" I say as I pick up a paper on a clipboard.
Things to Do:
Make guest list
Hire videographer and photographer (check)
Purchase dress and tuxedo
Select and purchase invitations
Plan honeymoon
Select and order cake (check)
Pick out Wedding rings
Plan small wedding party (check)
I look at the list again with surprise as I zoom into the word "dress." We did not discuss that. I don't even remember hearing him mention that he was going to wear a dress to Celty on the phone unless it was when I was at work.
Truth be told, our wedding is gonna probably be an odd one. It's not necessarily a wedding, more like a very big party which celebrates our partnership, but Izaya wants to call it a wedding; it makes him happy. Shinra is gonna call the shots for the vows since he volunteered. He's not an official priest (just like he's not an official doctor) but it's not really an official wedding so…yeah. Some would probably say it's all pretend, but our love isn't pretend and in our minds this wedding isn't going to be either. We can't legally get married so this is the next best thing. I know I've become really cheesy, but I'll kick anyone's ass who mentions it to me.
The "wedding" is going to be held outdoors where the cherry blossoms grow. There's an empty park there where people often have parties. We're holding the wedding there and the party. Kadota is gonna be our videographer and Erika (or crazy girl as I like to call her) is gonna be the photographer. We trust her to take a lot of photos since she's into that sort of stuff—yaoi stuff I mean…whatever the hell that is (she said it). Celty picked out the cake. I'm picking out the invitations and my best man. It's gonna be kind of a small wedding since a big wedding will probably attract too much attention. Besides, I'm the only one working now. Izaya is unemployed at the moment, but he saved up enough money to buy this new place (with some help from me) and pay for most of the wedding (the rest is paid by me).
I put back the clipboard where I found it and take all my mess to the laundry room and put it in the basket. I then get back into the bedroom to pick up some odds and ends, candy wrappers, receipts, shoes, and other stuff just lying around. Izaya has OCD, so anything out of place bothers him.
"Okay, I finished." I say as I throw out the garbage in my hand.
"Good, but before we take a tour, don't you want to ask your brother something?" Izaya says as he walks up to me and pokes my ribs.
"Ah…um…do I just ask…?" I whisper to Izaya. He nods and heads into the bedroom, probably to inspect my work and then yell at me for forgetting to do something. I clear my throat and then nervously scratch the back of my head. It's not like I have to propose to him, so why I am so nervous? "Um…Kasuka, I want you to be my best man." I say as I put a hand on his shoulder. For the first time in his life he shows a hint of surprise and then bows.
"I'd be honored." I smile and pat his back. Izaya already asked Hina and Celty to be his bridesmaids. I'm a bit slow at completely shit that I have to do. "Thank you, big bro." I ruffle his hair and tell them to come over to take a tour.
I bet if Izaya wasn't as respectful about taking up people's time (though he just loves to take up my time) then he would have kept the two here at our place until nightfall just to show them everything in detail. He can also talk for hours, literally. But he didn't do that, thankfully. Kasuka and Hina left after an hour; that time including our little chats and the thirty-five minute tour. Izaya even talked about Shizzy-kun for ten minutes; Shizzy-kun fell asleep. Shizzy-kun is also attending the wedding as the ring bearer. He's a very well-trained rabbit, so he comes when he's called, well, when Izaya calls him. He lazes around when I call him even when I try to bribe him to come to me with food. I'm guessing that since he saved my life he doesn't have to do anything for me anymore.
"I can't wait until July." Izaya says as he lies on our bed. I get out of the shower and smile at him. "Oh we need to get fitted in the next couple of weeks." He reminds me dully as he places the catalogue on his face and hums a song I'm not familiar with. I lift up his shirt and rub his chest. "Shizu-chan…I don't have the energy to deal with your horniness…" He says as he sighs, but I can tell he's smiling.
"I'm not horny." I argue simply. "I just want to touch you."
"I call that being horny." He says as he rolls over on his stomach. "Can you give me a massage?" He asks as he buries his head in the bed.
"Had a rough day?" I say as I begin to massage his back and then travel up to his shoulders. For once, we're acting like a real couple. It feels kind of strange, but comfortable at the same time.
"I had a loooong day." He corrects me. "Shizu-chan, you have your hand on my ass."
"No, it's near your hip." I say as I kiss his back. "Besides, even if it was, you'd like it."
"You are horny." He says with a laugh. "We better get to bed before you do something you might regret, protozoan." He says as he pulls out his switchblade on me after he turns over to face me. It's just like old times. I smirk and grab onto his wrist and put it above him and kiss him passionately. He surrenders the blade, letting it fall to the floor and wraps his arms around my neck.
I can't wait for July either.
A/N: Okay, I'm terribly sorry if that was way too OOC. It was necessary...I suppose...Anyway, as I said before it's gonna be two more chapters after this one. I'm sorry I'm such a disorganized person XD Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed and please review! It's all worth while when I see reviews :D Bye!