Chapter Nine

"I do."

Very soon, I was walking down the isle. I don't know how it happened, it just came like a snap, a blink, and I was there. I had gone home and slept like a baby. Utau took care of my hair, makeup, nails, and dress-which took the whole day-and she told me just to sit and relax. And sometimes sit up straight. "You're not going to a funeral! You're getting married! So don't slouch like your sad! Especially since you're getting married to my brother!" she had said, straightening her shoulders, making sure I did the same. I was picturing her like a teacher with a high, tight bun and a yard stick, slapping it against her hand. That thought made me laughed, and she paused from doing my hair to give me a look.

But now I'm here, getting married, age eighteen. I have to remind myself of everything. My name is Amu Hinamori (not for long), I'm eighteen years old, I have pink hair, golden eyes, and I live in Seiyo. I'm getting married to Ikuto Tsukiyomi, age twenty-two, no need to describe him because he's standing at the end of the isle-so handsome, in a tux (that's loose, but it's okay, because that's how I like it), and his eyes sparkling, mouth slightly open. He lives in Seiyo, and after this, we're going on a honeymoon, then to our fabulous house-that I haven't seen yet-to live a very happy life.

As I was walking down the isle, I glanced at Rima with Nagihiko, Utau standing in the line, Kukai behind Ikuto, Yaya, front row, next to Rima. I also glanced at my dad, his palm possibly sweatier than mine, next to me, holding my hand, ready to give me away to the man I love. The man I will spend eternity with. The man that is all mine. This all happened in three seconds, and in another five, I thought of all the times with Ikuto-from the moment I met him, to when we got together, to the last time I saw him. And after I glanced at all them, I looked ahead. I looked ahead to Ikuto. My Ikuto.

And the last words I heard were formed on his mouth: "You look so beautiful, and you're right, I love that dress."

I smiled, and the priest started saying things I couldn't quite process as I looked at Ikuto. As I thought about how happy we were going to be. And as a strange person crossed my mind… Tadase.

I was thinking about Tadase at my wedding. It was funny, how he wasn't even here, and he's still ruining it. I want to stay his friend; I really, really do. But he grew apart from me since that speech. But he's still in love with me. My only guess is that he has problems moving on. Like, for example, with Ikuto and Bess.

But then it was time for the 'I do's. Ikuto looked in my eyes, looking in my soul, and said the perfect words. "I do."

Then it was my turn. I was so happy, the words barley came.

"I do," I said, trying not to cry.

"You may kiss the bride."

Ikuto's hand ran to my neck, his lips rushing to mine. Even though it's not raining, It's still the best kiss I've ever had. We walked down the isle with each other, and it was time for the after party.

At the after party, I saw a flash of blonde hair racing towards us in through the crowd of people. 'Oh, no…,' I thought. I leaned over and whispered in Ikuto's ear, "Be prepared for Tadase."

He nodded, and forced a smile when he saw him. "Hello, Tadase," Ikuto said.

Tadase tossed him a glare, then turned to look at me. "You'll regret getting married to that sleaze-bag! I guarantee it! Both of you!" I had never seen him in so much rage. He was so out of character. He walked away, that rage still existing, and leaving me confused.

"Hey, Ikuto, how long do you think it'll take for him to 'get back at us'?" I joked, a smile across my lips.

He laughed. "As long as it takes for you to loose weight."

My mouth dropped. "Ikuto!" I yelled, and everyone stopped and looked. I blushed while he burst out laughing. At the sound of his laughter, everyone seemed to smile and join in.

He finished while people were talking about that incident. "I'm kidding. You're perfect."

My blush deepened.

Time flew, and all the while I was thinking about how I was finally married to the man of my dreams. And now, we only have one last stop.

The honeymoon.

Okay, I'm REALLY Sorry I hadn't put up anything in a while. You see, my internet sometimes crashes and only MY computer can't track ANY internet things. But have no fear, it shall not happen again! Thanks to one of those things you put in your USB to make internet ALL OF DE TIME! XD

Ikuto: SO...SHORT...

Me: I know, I know, and I'm sorry. but the next one is going to be long, I swear. It's getting to and starting the...

Amu: ...?

Me: Well, you know.

Ikuto: :3

Me: Anyway, I'm REALLY sorry... even though it doesn't seem like it. I'm just really tired. Like, today was a long day... my choir preformed our musical infront of the school. I don't do anything; I didn't sign up for anything, therefor I'm an 'Extra', but there would be no show without extras. Anywho, long story short: Long day. Tired. :) Need I go further?

Ikuto: Yes. And explain why this chapter-our WEDDING-is so short.

Me: -.- Okay, well, I don't go to many weddings, and when I do, I barley pay any attention. So I have no clue what the heck is going on.

Amu T.: ...Again with the T.?

Me: BUT YOU ARE!

Ikuto: Anyway...

Me and Amu: (in background)-arguing-

Ikuto: Please... HIT THAT SHMEXY REVEIW BUTTON HARD!

...

Like I will Amu at the honeymoon.

Me: NOT APPROPRIATE! (Sorry about spelling :p )

Ikuto: -raises eyebrows- rowr.