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Major editing! I didn't know it was so bad! This whole part of the Past, Present series is changing.

I thought about it and deiced to write the wedding! ;) This chapter and maybe the other will be slightly fluffy and happy. Seto and Yami plan their wedding! Yay! Its been about a year since Jonouchi and Mia's wedding.

Be warned…Yami will wear a dress… I just had to use goggle to look up black wedding dresses and found one that I was all wow! I love that, the dress is so sexy! So sorry if that bugs you…now I can't see him in anything else I just wish I could show you the dress! I hope i gave it justice please tell me if you like it!

Planning the Wedding.

"Yami I can't believe it, you're getting married." Yugi smiled brightly as he held onto Yami. They were currently sitting at the game shop where Yami had asked the all to gather.

Jonouchi crossed his arms, "He better take care of you…" he mumbled and Yami simply laughed. "Where is the rich boy anyways?"

Yami smiled at Jonouchi, "He really didn't want to come. You know how he is with people. So on his behalf it is going to be a small private wedding, he will have some close business partners there. I suppose you can count them as friends. There won't be a big bridle party, I mean, come on guys, there is…Mokuba. "Yami looked at the group, waiting for any reaction.

Anzu smiled, "It should be Yugi!"

Yami smiled and said, "That's what I was thinking." Looking at Jonouchi he said, "I'm sorry, I wanted to do both of you but…"

Jonouchi laughed, throwing an arm around his shoulder he said, "Hey! Don't worry about it!"

Mai smiled brightly, "ohh! Yami are you going to have someone give you away?" At Yami's blank stare she went on, "Like in the Western tradition? The father often gives the bride away, I mean, you're doing the part of the bride ya?"

Yami blushed and mumbled, "I umm haven't really thought that far…"

Mai and Anzu looked at each other and stated, "What about grandpa?"

Yami thought for a moment, "That wouldn't be a bad idea, but remember this is Seto's wedding too. I could also just walk by myself."

A cough alerted them to Grandpa's presence, "Yami my boy." The group turned to him, "I honestly feel that if anyone should give you away, it's Yugi."

Yugi looked startled as he began to say, "But Grandpa-"

Yugi stopped his protest as his Grandpa raised a hand, "No buts, Look Yami." He turned his gaze to him, "You two are extremely close, closer then you are to me. It's a very thoughtful of you, but I don't feel that I'm the right person." Yami smiled and nodded, filing that away for later thought.

Mai smirked, "so what are you wearing?"

Yami looked at her, "Well I am a boy so, and clearly it will be a suit. We both plan on wearing one."

Mai and Anzu pouted. Mai stood up, a determined glint in her eye. "Come on Yami." Mai walked over to Yami, pulling him up from his seat and eyed him, "with that body of yours you could rock a dress."

Anzu smiled and nodded, Yami on the other hand blushed, "L…Look at my arms!" Ignoring the laughing from the group Yami continued. "It…would be odd! M…my arms are, in my opinion quite defined!" he crossed his arms, feeling his face become a deeper red as Mai placed her hands on his waist.

"Please Yami, you don't have to wear it for the ceremony, just the reception. This way we all can enjoy watching Seto remove the grader belt…"

Bakura smirked. "Yeah Pharaoh, you wore dresses in the past…"

Yami glared at him, he was now a bright as a tomato, "It WAS NOT a dress!" then froze, "T...take off the grader belt…in front of all you?" Looking at the group's smirks, Yami's blush finally took him out, feeling his nose begin to bleed, he placed his hand over it. "T...That's something that's p...private!" And quickly rushed to the bathroom. Yugi and the rest of the group begin laughing, watching Yami retreat.

Mokuba swung open the door, "where is Yami?" The bathroom door slowly opened as Yami stepped out. Yelping in surprise as Mokuba grabbed him. "My turn, let's go!" Yami sputtered as he was dragged out, waving to the group just before he was out the door. Yami was roughly shoved into a limo and Mokuba hopped in after him. Yami gave him a look. Smirking Mokuba said. "To answer your unvoiced question, I am teaching you how to dance."

Yami blinked owlishly as him before he stated. "I know how to dance."

Mokuba turned this full attention to him. "Yami I know you can, but I mean waltzing, samba, tango. Dancing like that. You danced with Seto at Jonouchi and Mia's wedding, but I call that swaying to the music. And yes, both of us know these dances. Our stepfather was an ass, but he wanted both of us to be sophisticated." Yami just stared at him as Mokuba added. "Besides, you two look adorable while ice skating together…"

Yami blushed and grumbled, "If…you insist…"

Mokuba smiled and said, "Oh, I insist Yami." The limo parked at an empty dance studio, once inside Mokuba threw a duffle bag at him. "More comfortable clothes to practice in! Oh, I want this to be a surprise for Seto so you can't tell him." Yami rolled his eyes and followed Mokuba to change.

Walking into the middle of the dance floor Yami watched Mokuba pick some music. Pulling his hair into a short s spiky pony tail, then moving his hands to his hips Yami asked. "So, what are we learning first?"

Smiling Mokuba said, "Well it's not the basics, I feel that would be a waste of time. We are going to get right to it!" Moving Yami into the starting position of a waltz, Mokuba started the music.

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After spending two hours practicing with Mokuba, Yami almost ran into the house. Even with the dancing, Yami's mind was stuck on the fact that they all wanted him to wear a dress. Really a dress…he went into his and Seto's room and looked at his refection in the body mirror. He knew that his friends wouldn't drop it, I guess if they find one that fits and looks great. He ran his hands along his sides, he stared at himself lost in thought. If I do this…Seto can't know, I want it to be a surprise.

Seto glanced into their bedroom, he had heard Yami come in. He knew Mokuba had come and talked to him, but when Yami didn't go to his office to find him Seto decided to investigate. He quietly watched Yami, pushing the door open and leaning against the door frame. Seto crossed his arms and cleared his throat. Yami jumped at looked at him, "Hey Seto." Smiling he walked over, "Look, your ring is done."

Handing the box to Seto, who opened it, and with a small smile said, "It's wonderful Yami." It almost matched the ring he got Yami, but it was sliver and on a slightly bigger band, with the chocolate diamonds replaced with a blue diamond that matched his blue eyes white dragon's eye color, and just like Yami's ring, the blue diamond's swept over while diamonds on the main band. Putting the ring on he looked at Yami, "What were you doing a moment ago?"

Yami blushed a little and coughed, "Ah…just um, feeling me sides?"

Seto gave him a look but didn't push it. Keeping his eyes on Yami he said, "Hey, I need to talk to you." Yami followed Seto onto their bed, "So, this wedding." Seto fidgeted a little, "Can we have it at my summer home? That way it will be private, no one knows where it is, and its smaller then this house."

Yami smiled, "It's your wedding too! Of course we can. Oh! Can I see it? I've never been there."

Seto nodded and said, "We are taking my Blue-Eyes jet." He stood, feeling Yami's gaze he added. "Just because I want to."

Yami laughed and followed him down to the jet. "But I have a feeling it isn't necessary to take that."

Seto snorted, "As I said Yami, we are taking it because we can." Yami sighed but got in behind him anyway.

After a short flight the jet landed behind a house. Yami blinked, it was a beautiful house. Yami smiled, it was quite smaller. But what it lacked in size was made up by the scenery. Lush gardens, and tall trees. Seto unlocked the door and glanced at him, he smirked; Yami was impressed, Seto thrived on the feeling it gave him when he was able to impress him. The house itself was done in a French style, with elegant round double doors. It was a two story house with some green vines growing up the sides. "Are you coming inside today?"

Yami quickly followed and looked around. The foyer opened up into an exquisite living room. Set up with tall windows that fed the room natural light, and to Yami's surprise it was done in warm colors. To the back of the living room a stair way took you to the second floor. It was a curved with railing that looked like branches, appearing to be growing up towards the landing above.

"This is gorgeous! Did you design it?" Yami looked up at Seto excitedly.

Seto smirked smugly and nodded, "of course I did. Follow me out back."

Yami smiled, "You sure like double doors…" he noted. As Seto lead him to another set of double doors, these however were glass with white silk curtains.

Seto snorted, "You know how much I love grand entrances…" he opened the doors for Yami and nodded for him go through first. At Yami's gasp, Seto's smug smirk grew. The back yard was grand, with a medium sized lake that was sounded by trees. Flowers were perfectly placed in the layout. "I was thinking of an outside wedding."

Yami looked back at him and smiled, "this is wonderful, your right."

Seto crossed his arms, "Like I'm ever wrong."

Yami gave him a look, he closed the distance between them, and standing on the balls of his feet he wrapped his arms around his neck. "You really want to know what I was doing in our room." Feeling Seto's arms wrap tightly around his waist, "well, it's a surprise. I don't even know if I'm going to do it." Seto simply raised an eye brow and kissed him, "Show me around?" Seto nodded, Yami smiled and laced his hand with Seto's "Lead the way."

Two weeks later:

Seto had noticed that Yami was spending a lot of time with Mokuba, which wasn't a problem, but they were up to something. Seto had question both for the pair to simply deflect his questions. Seto decided to take matters into his own hands. Tracking Mokuba's phone he followed it to a dance studio. Seto blinked, rising an eyebrow he parked the car. As quietly as he could, Seto made his way into the building. Hearing music from one of the rooms he made his way to peak into the window. He smiled as he watched twirl effortlessly around the room. Slipping into the room silently, Seto kept to the walls simply watching. From what Seto knew, Mokuba had been Anzuching Yami for only two weeks, but watching them now made him realize how fast Yami could learn. Yami looked like he had been dancing for years.

The music was being to wind down as Seto took off his coat and moving to the dance floor, clearing his throat and tapping Mokuba on the shoulder. Without saying anything Mokuba smiled and stepped aside.

Yami flashed Seto a smile as he said, "Looks like you caught us."

Shrugging, Seto offered Yami his hand and said, "I knew you were up to something wedding related." Yami's smile only intensified as he slipped his hand into Seto's. Seto smirked and tugged Yami flush to him. "Let's see how good of a teacher my brother is." Mokuba changed the song and leaned back against the wall to watch them. "Ready?" Yami answered him with a challenging look before the music jumped in tempo, catching Yami by surprise briefly. Seto had given him just a second to adjust before he began to lead them in a fusion of a basic waltz and salsa. They were moving in perfect sync, determinedly keeping their eyes locked. Despite how graceful they looked together, most would call their dance more of a duel. To give their duel's conclusion some flare, Seto spun Yami out and away from him to pull him back and dipping him back, moving one of his legs between Yami's. While Yami had one of his legs arched up off the ground pressing their hips together. Their eyes still locked and both breathing hard.

Mokuba was smiling brightly while clapping loudly. "I don't know what that was guys! I didn't teach you that Yami!"

Seto stood up, taking Yami with him. "Well you two lets head home?"

Yami smiled and nodded. "I have some time before I'm meeting Yugi today."

Seto sighed, while mumbling. "Will I ever have you to myself?" Yami simply laughed as Seto wrapped an arm around his waist while they walked to the car.

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"I…I've changed my mind, I already have a suit!" Yami protested weakly.

"But you already have an appointment and we are here already!" Yugi had an arm linked through Yami's leading the way to the wedding parlor with a smirking Anzu, Bakura and Mai.

Yami gave Jonouchi a pleading look. Jonouchi coughed, "Look Yami, when your wife tells you to do something…you do it. You should know, Kaiba is quite demanding…" Yami groaned and rubbed his free hand over his face. Jonouchi gave him a pat on the back and said, "Good luck dude…" Yami glared at him as he was dragged inside.

"Don't worry Yami, this is small shop and I know the owners." Mai smiled.

Yami sulked, "but I'm a man!"

"So?" they turned to see the owner of the shop come trotting up. He walked around Yami, "you were right Mai! I could easily make a dress for him!"

Mai smiled, "This is Mr. Fisher. He's becoming a house hold name in wedding dresses! Mr. Fisher, this is Yami Moto."

Shanking Yami's hand, Mr. Fisher smiled brightly; giving a bow he stated. "Let's get started!"

"Let's put him in a black wedding dress!" Bakura smirked, pushing Yami toward the dressing room.

Fisher smiled again and grabbed Yami's hand, "Don't worry my friend, I will make you look beautiful!"

Yami simply stared at him and mumbled. "But men aren't' supposed to be beautiful…" Everyone choosing to ignore his comment cheered when the Owner of the shop yanked him into the room.

"When is the wedding?"

Yami watched the man hurry around him taking measurements. "Well…it's Saturday, April 19th. It's going to be an outdoor wedding at my fiancé's summer house."

The little man stared at him, "oh! What if it rains?!"

Yami smiled, "We have a backup plan. We both love the rain, so there is a sun room we can use that's all windows. That way we can see the back yard, and on top of that, the windows open wide to let the smell of the rain in if we choose to." Without realizing it, Yami let his eyes glaze over.

Fisher smiled, and said, "Well he's one lucky man. I will be right back, I have some samples you can try!" Fisher hurried out missing Yami's blush at his previous comment. Yami fidgeted and looked back at his refection.

It felt like hours before the door burst open, and Fisher came in flamboyantly. "So let's try this one first!"

Yami kept a blank face. Despite its beauty, it was clearly meant for a women. It had a sweet heart neck line the flower designs started under the bust, and the dress made him look even shorter then he already was. The dress was floor length, and the train pooled at the back around his feet. Yami frowned at his reflection.

"Did you want to show your friends?"

Yami groaned inwardly, he truly didn't, "Do I have to?"

The designer smiled kindly, "Let's try another one." After looking at and trying on multiple dresses, and Yugi knocking on the door asking if he would ever show a dress Yami conceded. Yami looked at himself, and sighed, strapless again? Finally walked out of the room, Yugi smiled, "Aww! Yami!"

Yami stopped in front of a three way body mirror and he tried to keep his frown off his face. This dress was a solid black with some white accents, this one had yet another sweet heart neck line. The dress clung to his body, the mermaid style would look good on someone like Mai or Anzu. The frown won, he hated how his arms, and shoulders looked in strapless dresses…never mind the fact that this was meant for a women! His friends happily threw compliments at him while Bakura was the only one who was paying attention to Yami's expression. He moved next to him, "Pharaoh, this isn't you…"

Yami glanced at him, and nodded, "I really hate strapless dresses…I don't care who it's on." Yami tuned to the rest of the group, "I'm glad that you all love this dress…but isn't there anything that had sleeves? If you want me to wear a dress then it will have sleeves, or I won't do it."

A light bulb seemed to appear above the Fisher's head, "Oh I know just the one! Come with me!" Yami sighed, trying to overcome his dread.

Taking Yami's hand he all but dragged him back to the fitting room. Once there he held up the dress. After helping Yami out of the old dress, he pulled out the new one. For some reason, Yami felt shock shoot down his spine as he looked at it. With the designer's help, Yami stepped into a white straight top strapless dress with black lining under the white lace top. Otherwise, from the bust down, the waist would be see through. Showing small black flowers through. On the sides of from the top of the bust to the hip had black lace up's on each side. Yami gave a faint smile, despite having a fluffy organza bottom, this dress was almost perfect.

"Now, before you say anything about it being strapless give me a chance to show you something!" Fisher hurried out of the room and came back in with some more black lace. Looking at Yami he said. "This is a different lace that is under the bust." Gently pulling some black lace up and over his chest and carefully put the end of the lace into the top. Moving behind Yami he moved the lace up around his neck and buttoned it at the back of his neck. It gave coverage to Yami's chest while still being sheer enough to see his skin. "This will leave part of your shoulders visible, but I have a solution for your arms." He handed Yami long gloves that were made of a soft black fabric. Yami pulled the gloves on, the stopped a little above his elbows. Tightly lacing the dress up Fisher moved to his right side. Yami stared at his reflection, this dress hugged his frame perfectly. "I know that you don't care for puffy dresses, however this one had just enough tool to pop out at your hips slightly, and the best thing is the dress just touches the floor." Yami couldn't help but smile, it didn't have sleeves, but it covered what he wanted to cover. And the added lace could help hold the dress up. He turned to the side and smiled. As Yami turned to look at his back, he noticed the small sliver buttons holding the silk lace around his neck in place, which lead him to his favorite part by far was the black silk lace that came from under the breast of the dress that covered his chest and neck, but still showed his skin underneath. This dress fit him like a glove, it oozed nothing but sex appeal.

"I can't wait to show this to them." Yami smiled and walked out. His friends were silent, staring at him as he stopped in front of the body mirror.

"Dam Pharaoh, look at you. That's a hot dress." Bakura smirked.

Yugi smiled, "So are you going to do it?"

Yami glanced at them, and before he could say anything Fisher came hurried over with a vail that covered his left eye. It was a white flowing fabric that was sheer. It completed the look, a different vail could have been too much. Yami smiled and nodded, "Before I lose my nerve…"

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Seto glared at his phone, he had called Yami multiple times. Angrily drumming his fingers on the steering wheel of his carhe looked at Mokuba, "It looks like we will be eating lunch alone."

Mokuba pouted as he looked out the car window he blinked, "Hey Seto its Jonouchi!" Pointing happily to the side of the road. "Maybe he knows where Yami is!"

Pulling the car over Seto yelled. "Hey mutt!"

Jonouchi froze, Tristan and Duke groaned. All three slowly turned to look at the car.

"Where is Yami?" Seto asked grumpily.

Jonouchi glared and stomped over to the car pointing at him wildly, "He's getting stuff for the wedding!" He snapped.

Mokuba blinked, "But Jonouchi, everything is done."

Jonouchi locked up, "Ahh, its erm…." He turned to Tristan and Duke, looking for help. They both shrugged at him offering nothing. Jonouchi crossed his arms and turned back to the car. "Nothing you need to concern yourself with!" He crossed his arms.

Seto raised his eye brow and Mokuba gave him a confused look. Sensing an argument Mokuba stepped in, "Let's just get some food!" Seto sent Jonouchi a glare and sped off. Jonouchi stood there glaring and shouting things at the car.

"I will ask Yami about it later…" Seto mumbled. As this left his mouth his phone ran, grabbing it he almost snarled, "Yami! Where have you been?!"

"Don't take that tone with me Seto, I'm sorry. I told you I was with Yugi and Bakura. Did you two already eat?"

Seto willed himself to relax, "No, where are you?" Yami told him, "Alright, we will be right there."

Seto sighed, "He's hiding something…"

Mokuba rolled his eyes, "So? Could it be a surprise for you! You are acting like he's cheating on you or something. Geeze, relax. The items are all sealed so it can't be anything bad!" Seto sped though town until he pulled up to Yami and Mokuba crawled into the back seat.

Yami smiled at them both, "Hey guys!"

"Yami!" Mokuba smiled, "What were you doing?"

Yami smiled at him, "I can't tell you, it's a surprise." Yami's smile became a smirk as he saw Seto twitch slightly. Mokuba smiled again and Seto sighed as he finally started to head for the restaurant.

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Dropping Mokuba off at a friend's house, Seto all put dragged Yami into the empty house and pinned him to the door as soon as it closed. Kissing him harshly. Yami placed his hands on Seto's cheeks as he returned the kiss just as desperately. "Seto…" he whispered against his lips, "Are you okay?" Seto kept his forehead against Yami's. "I…I couldn't get a hold of you." Swallowing he added, "it freaked me out…could have at least sent me a text."

Yami lightly kissed him again, "I'm yours the rest of the day." To prove his point he pulled out his cell phone and shut it off, setting it on a table. He pressed himself against Seto, "Come on. "Yami smirked at him as he pulled him up to their room.