Title: 32. Your kiss a city of stars
Pairing/Character/s: Yuki/Machi, Ayame/Mine
Word Count: 740 words
Summary: In which Yuki and Machi discuss wedding plans and end up making out.
A/N: I know it's unlikely that Machi and Yuki would have a Western wedding but remember that time Ayame was wearing a Western wedding gown? Yeah, maybe Machi just tries it on. How the hell did this get so long?
She never talked about huge, expensive weddings. In fact, she seemed dead set on having a small, formal dinner instead of a wedding. They attempted to discourage Ayame, who heard of the recent engagement, from making a fairy princess wedding gown and failed. Once Ayame knew, the entire Sohma family knew, and the phone wouldn't stop ringing for a solid week.
Yuki curses himself for not getting the 1/100th carat engagement ring that no one would notice.
He had been sent away for drinks while Machi tried on the dress. Now he is walking back with a tray of tea and cookies, feeling thoroughly annoyed. What possessed him to follow Ayame's orders? Who said he would stay long enough for tea, anyway?
Without knocking, (which he knew was a bad habit, but it wasn't like he never saw her naked, so this was ultimately a moot point.), Yuki walked into the dressing room and stopped in shock.
She was staring into a three-way mirror, fluffing out a long, white silk train decorated with seed pearls and lace flowers. Her hair is carefully pinned up; not one brown end sticks out. The gown isn't right, and the lace is fraying at the edges, but she looks like a bride. Ayame jauntily handed her a rhinestone tiara, which she places on the top of her head, murmuring, "Is it too much?"
Ayame opened his mouth and Yuki spoke up.
"You're the fairest one of all."
Machi freezes in a classic Mogeta expression of horror before screaming and chucking the tiara on her head at him. Yuki nimbly manages to keep the drinks from spilling as he dodges behind the door.
"Machi-"
She hurls more things at him, effectively shutting him up.
"Mine, get the camera!" Ayame, as always, is thrilled by the drama.
Ten seconds later, Mine appears without the camera and is kind enough to drag the flamboyant shop owner away... when Yuki promises to be her mannequin for a day.
They are alone now, though she doesn't dare look at him. She is sitting, obsessively traces the outline of the lace on her dress. Yuki is just glad that she stopped throwing things at him.
He paces back and forth, considering the tiara in his hands. How could he phrase this delicately? "So... why don't we have a huge wedding?" It sounds so much like an accusation that her head jerks up in alarm.
"I-" Her sudden outburst dwindles to nothing. "…No."
Yuki remains unconvinced. "You know, I really don't mind."
"If you had a huge wedding, you'd have to invite the zodiac," she reminds patiently. The way she is looking at him makes him grin.
"I love it when you look out for me. It should be fine; I can stand them for one night. Besides, you look beautiful, Machi." He emphasizes this with a meaningful look, but she brushes it aside.
"Yuki," she sighs, "Neither of us likes being the center of attention, and you know I'm going to invite my parents. I can't believe I said that." Her hands move to cover her eyes.
"But you only get married once," Yuki counters as an idea comes to him. "Why don't we 'accidentally' mail their invitations to the wrong address?" She raises her eyebrows. "Oh, Machi, isn't a woman's wedding day the happiest day of her life? Something like that?" He walks up to her, sliding the cheap tiara back in her hair.
Machi actually considers this, but then she squirms with guilt. "I changed my mind. It's too expensive, too time-consuming…"
She feels his kiss on her forehead, on her nose, on her cheek, on the corner of her mouth- Her willpower fades and her mind goes blank. "The only thing I'm thinking about, Machi, is how everyone will ask us to kiss and then I'll kiss you, over and over and over…"
His voice is low, sending them both in a trance. That's why, before he knows it, she's twisting her fingers through his hair and pulling him even further into her dizzying kiss. He lightly drags his nails down her spine, enjoying the way she's using her tongue. She backs away far too fast, eyes unfocused.
"OK. If you want the huge wedding, OK then, Yuki."
"Only if you want to," he mumbles, past caring about inviting family. "The more people there are to demand kisses, the better."
She nods impatiently. "Yeah, alright, stop talking."
A/N: So, like always, tell me what you think, and maybe even tell me which chapter is your favorite, because I love reading about it!