Morg: Heyo! All good things must come to an end.

Ikuto: What are you saying now?

Amu: Another one done? Can this get any better?

Morg: Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Ikuto: Stop using lines you didn't write yourself.

Amu: Just stop writing.

Morg: Never happening!

Ikuto: As long as you write the good stuff, I don't mind.

Amu: As long as you never own us, I won't mind.

Morg: Ah yeah! This one might end, but there are new stories that will be started! Be prepared!

Ikuto: Yes!

Amu: Dang it!

~Alone With You~

Standing at the altar was somewhere that Ikuto had thought he'd never make it to. At first, because there was no one in his life that he wanted to marry. Then he'd met Amu. But even after he knew that he wanted to spend forever with her, he hadn't thought that they'd be married in a church because the girl's mother was a psycho. After dealing with his future mother-in-law, Ikuto had thought that the actual planning of such an event might kill him.

They had to trick the press so that their wedding wouldn't be crashed. All while doing that and handling business things, his child was born. Of course, Janel had delivered his first child herself. No one else was qualified.

After the birth of his child came sending out the actual invites for the wedding ceremony. They didn't want to invite many people. Just those important to them, which turned out to be more than Ikuto had been anticipated.

Just when he thought that everything was going to be easy, Ikuto discovered that his soon-to-be wife was having meltdowns about looking good in her wedding dress. Just having a kid a short month before they were married didn't exactly give Amu much time to get her body back into perfect shape. Then again, Ikuto hadn't thought that she looked horrible. In fact, Amu was so active before the birth that she was still in excellent shape after it. He just had to convince her that it was true.

So despite all the hardships that he'd faced, Ikuto stood there. He'd done a lot of growing up through it all and couldn't believe that he was so incredibly lucky. His thoughts, however, were directed away from himself as the music that was being played softly changed. The wedding party entered slowly.

Ikuto and Amu had agreed to have a traditional, western style wedding. They each chose someone to stand at the altar with them as they exchanged their vows. There was no one else they'd ask besides Rima and Nagihiko. The two had helped Amu and Ikuto out immensely. Without their support there would be no Ikuto and Amu.

After the couple made it to the front and took their spots, Ikuto smiled at his father. Aruto had offered to walk Amu down the aisle since her own father wouldn't be there to do it. The pinkette had declined because Aruto was needed in order to get the ring bearer to the front of the church.

Walking carefully, Aruto pushed a fancy buggy down the aisle. Inside of it slept his grandson, Yoru. He couldn't be more proud of his son, though there were moments when he'd worried. Everything seemed to work out perfectly.

Nodding to his father as he peeked inside the carriage to make certain that his baby was still sleeping, Ikuto focused back on the back of the church as the music changed again. Slowly, Amu stepped into view. The dress she wore was amazing. Right beside his pinkette stood her mother. Midori wanted to show her support of the wedding by being the one to hand Amu off. Ikuto couldn't have asked for more.

Seeing that everyone in the small church stood, Ikuto took a moment to just look at all the people that had impacted their lives. Everyone that had been invited was there.

Janel had stayed after delivering Yoru to make certain that the baby stayed healthy.

Tadase and Lulu held hands as they sat together in the audience. That relationship may have started off rocky, but Ikuto knew that he and Amu were going to be friends with the couple for a long time to come.

Kukai had the gall to put his arm around Utau though the trail guide didn't seem to mind it being there. Ikuto was a bit surprised by that.

The only person that had put up a bit of a fight to be present was Michelle. The girl had to be dragged from the rain forests of South America, but she was there. Yoru, the maned wolf that had saved them, was right by her side.

The wolf was only part of his son's name sake. Ikuto had also wanted to name him after a butler that he'd had when he was younger. The interesting part was that Yoru the wolf was named after the same man. Michelle confessed that Yoru the butler had been one of the people to help her get out of Japan in the first place. Ikuto couldn't have been more proud when he'd found out. His son, he hoped, would bear the name well.

There were other people there, thought Ikuto didn't have time to think about all of them as Amu began her journey towards him. His wife was beyond beautiful. Then again, he'd always thought so. Something told him that he always would.

Returning his gaze to his beautiful wife, Ikuto couldn't help but return the smile on Amu's lips. They'd both worked extremely hard to be where they were, and as he took Amu's hand from her mother, Ikuto knew that he'd work even harder to make certain that Amu stayed in his life forever.

Squeezing the hand in his, Ikuto turned to the altar with Amu at his side. It was where she belonged. Just as he belonged at hers.

~The End~