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Ignorance is Bliss

Chapter 2 Garters and Cake

What the hell is a garter?

Like I said it's been seven days since the proposal and all of my conversations have revolved around wedding topics.

Such as a garter.

What the hell is it anyways?

I had just finished talking to Ayame and was on my way home; back to the guys. Yeah, I live with my buddies. Nothing wrong with that. I live in an apartment complex on the north side of town. It's a bit of a ritzy place where everyone is pretty uptight but it's good. Everyone knows one another and we watch each other's back. Which is something you can't find just anywhere.

Anyway I strode to the back of the complex and took a seat by the pool. It was recently cleaned so it had that weird smell about it. The one where it smells a little too clean so you purposely avoid it, giving it a wide birth as to not accidently get it dirty again.

"Kouga!" I turned around to see Ginta and Hakkaku jump down from the second floor balcony. "Nice to have you back." The grinned at me.

"Hey." I reclined back into the law chair and put my feet up. "Going swimming?" I eyed their swimming trunks.

"Maybe…" Ginta answered, chewing on a bottle cap. "So how'd it go with your fiancé?" He asked mockingly.

I smirked. "Fine."

"She still wants to marry you?" Hakkaku grinned.

"More than ever…but what the hell is a garter?"

Awkward silence.

Which I didn't understand but they just stood there looking at me like I had just grown a third foot and began speaking donkey to them.

"Uh g-" Just then my cell began ringing. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the name flashing across the screen.

Ayame.

I touched the screen and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey Kouga!"

"Hey Ayame." I looked at the guys to see them exchange a look.

"Sooo I was wondering…"

"About?" What's with that look?

"What sort of cake do you want?"

Cake? Isn't cake just cake?

"Anything." They slowly pulled out the law chairs and sat down.

"But I want to know what you want." Her voice turned sweet.

I glanced back at the guys to see them shifting uncomfortably; like they just sat in piss or something.

What was up with them?

They were fine until Ayame-

"Kouga?" Oh yeah, I was suppose to answer about cake.

"Chocolate."

"But that's so unhealthy…" She whined.

Oh for the love of -"Okay Vanilla." I sighed.

"No its okay, if you want cho-"

"It doesn't matter to me Ayame; listen I have to go okay? I'll call you later." Then I hung up.

I looked at Ginta and Hakkaku sitting in front of me and scowled. "Okay what's going on with you two?"

They once again exchanged a look. That was really pissing me off. If something was bothering them they should tell me already.

I have enough stress with the wedding.

And what the hell is a garter?

Ginta cleared his throat and sat up straighter. "You see…Kouga…"

"It's just…" Hakkaku glanced off to the side.

"Spit it out." I growled.

"We thought you'd marry Ne-San." They blurted out.

Oh.

This again.

Well this is awkward.

"Sorry…" Hakkaku stared down at the ground. "It's just…she was…she's Ne-San…"

"And you two…Ayame just…" Ginta trailed off.

"Is she at least coming to the wedding?" Hakkaku cut in.

I took a deep breath and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Yeah. She is."

It's been a long time since I've last seen her; but at least she accepted the wedding invitation.

Too bad she's coming alone.

Ayame's not going to be pleased when she finds out.

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