Extra/Chapter 2: Cold feet

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Everyone-!" Kisa gathered the many friends and some family around them, surrounding Ritsu who sat in the middle of their booth, chugging his second beer. "This is it! Tomorrow Ricchan is gonna be married to the demon editor and chief!"

Everyone nodded and clapped a little, mumbling wasted praises from their many drinks. Kisa stood, placing a hand on Ritsu's shoulder, and raising his glass in the air. "To Ricchan and boss!"

"TO RICCHAN AND BOSS!" Everyone spoke in unison, then chugging down more of their alcohol. Kisa took a seat, and beginning comfortable conversation with Ritsu.

"Are you nervous?" He asked, smiling happily, thinking of Yukina and him having a moment like this someday.

Ritsu set down his drink, running his hands through his hair. "Y-Yea.. I mean, I l-love him b-but.. I mean,"

"Hey," Chiaki gained the two editors attention, "Don't get cold feet now. You know Takano-san loves you. And it's obvious that you do. This is everyone's dream: To reach that point in their life with that certain someone and happily tie the knot after many fights for each other. It's something not everyone gets, and something that few have real chance for. And we all know you and Takano-san are meant for each other."

"That sounds something straight out of a manga." Kisa giggled, and sipped some of his drink. Ritsu blushed at the statement, 'like a manga.' They were like a manga weren't they?

All those years ago, he randomly blurted out his confession, expecting to be rejected. Instead, Takano had accepted him, and though he was awkward and nervous, he still loved him unconditionally. And then they had a misunderstanding that separated them for ten years. Then after being reunited, it took a whole another year to finally confess yet again.

There were so many times when Takano would chase after him, begging him to say those words. And Ritsu was sure that Takano would give up on him, because he didn't have the courage to say them. But when he finally abruptly said them, Takano was overjoyed.

They had come such a long way, and yet, he was still frightened. What if Takano changed his mind?

"Hey, we better get you to sleep. You gotta get up early for the ceremony. A man's gotta have his beauty sleep!" Kisa interrupted his thoughts, holding his index finger in the air and spinning it in circles.

Chiaki and Ritsu laughed, amused at the statement. "Beauty sleep? A man?" Ritsu questioned mockingly. Chiaki snickered and shrugged.

"Yea well," Kisa began playfully offended. "I have a baby face. Unlike you old geezers."

"HEY!" They both screamed in unison.

SOMEWHERE IN ANOTHER BAR:

"I'm happy that you're finally settling down." Yokozawa sipped at his beer, nudging Takano's arm. Takano smiled to himself, taking a drink from his own mug, and nodding in response.

"I am too. And I'm glad it's with him and no one else."

"Whoa, Masamune, you've never said something so mushy out loud. Are you drunk already?" Yokozawa lifted his eyebrow at his friend, lips in a thin line.

"No im not. I don't want to show up at my wedding hungover.." He said, chugging some more of his beer. "That's for the after party." Takano smirked, making himself and Yokozawa laugh at the usual idea of an after party.

"Do you think he'll get cold feet?" Yokozawa asked after a few minutes of joking about hang overs. Takano turned to him, dreading the topic being brought up a night before his wedding.

"…" Takano was silent. And the atmosphere turned stiff-almost depressed like…

"Okay, Okay. It was just a thought…"

….

….

After minutes of small talk, Yokozawa gave an odd expression, but one not foreign to Takano.

"What's up with you?" Takano asked setting down his mug and wearing his usual knitted eyebrows and narrowed eyes. Yokozawa sighed, pulling out a cigarette from his coat pocket, and offering one to the groom.

Takano took one, then lit it up, as Yokozawa did the same. "…" Yokozawa took a drag, then breathing it out as he began. "Remember that time we went to a wedding back in Uni?" Takano was quietly trying to recall such an event, but nothing was coming to mind.

He shook his head at his friend, indicating he did not recall such a memory.

"Well, it was when you were really messed up, so I didn't think that you would. Anyways, when we were there, you said something that really ticked me off, but at the same time, I wanted to hug you." Takano glanced at his friend, taking a drag from his cigarette and waiting for him to continue.

"You said 'Ritsu is probably married by now.' and I just remember you laughing, growing more depressed by the minute, and then suddenly smiling at looking up at me. You stood up saying 'I hope I see him again, someday, with that little bitch of his, so that I can be jealous as hell, and take him away for myself.' And with that, you left the wedding. You stayed in your dorm for about a week before going and finding someone to play with."

Takano sat quietly, seriously trying to remember that time. But back then, everything was a blur. All he thought about was how to get rid of those mesmerizing green eyes, and that beautiful smile. But even drunk, the memory still lingered. Even in the middle of sex with a random girl or boy, he would always think of him.

Even as the memories of his eyes and smile began to fade, he never forget who Oda Ritsu was, and what he did to him. And when he turned his life around and started picking up the pieces again, Ritsu came back into it.

And instead of the brunette chasing him, this time, he was the one trying to make the other love him. Their roles had switched; perhaps karma was trying to teach him that what he intentionally wanted to do with the smaller male was wrong. And it wasn't until he finally fell for him, that he realized this.

The struggle between waiting, and giving up was a day to day battle. At night, he'd lay in bed telling himself that he'd give up on him for good. But in the morning, seeing those nostalgic eyes and handsome face, he couldn't. He HAD to have him. He WOULD have him. And he WOULD get him. How long? He was never certain. But in the end, waiting for Ritsu to admit his love, was worth it. He loved him more than he ever thought someone was CAPABLE of loving one.

He no longer missed Oda, because now, he loved Onodera. The same person who was the only one to make his heart race- and the only one he's ever told 'I love you.' And the one he was gonna marry in a few hours.

"But why bring this up?" Takano asked, slightly confused on how the subject came so randomly. Yokozawa thought for a minute, putting out his cigarette, and picking up his mug of beer once again.

"Because I wanted to tell you that you've gotten what you want. And now, I can finally sleep at night in peace. Not wondering if you were passed out on the street or sleeping with some random girl. You've finally gotten the ONLY thing you wanted. And I'm happy for you.."

Takano gave his friend a long, hard stare. "…"

"…"

"…Thank you…"

Yokozawa did a small smile, and patted his friends back. "Now let's drink!"

THE NEXT MORNING:

"Ricchan! Wake up! It's time to get ready!" An-Chan shook the sleeping brunette, stirring him from his comfortable position to a groaning muffled by the pillow.

"Five more minutes.." He groaned, pulling the blanket over his head to block out the light. An-Chan pulled the blanket off of his body, making him shiver from the sudden cold. He groaned yet again, running his hand on the mattress in search of warmth.

"Ricchan! You're mother's already finished making breakfast and you're father's getting the limo ready! Do you want to keep Mr. Next door neighbor waiting!?"

Ritsu lifted his head off the pillow, hair shaped into a dramatic bedhead, and eyes half squinted from the unbearable amount of sunlight in his room. "It's Takano-san. How many times have I told you An-Chan?" She put her hands on her hips, puffing her cheeks out and pointing to the bathroom door.

"GO!"

Ritsu's mother tended his bedhead, combing it softly and styling it so it looked presentable. Though she wasn't keen on the fact that her only son and heir, would be marrying a man, she still knew that he was deeply in love with him. And to her, that was partially enough to let him go.

Ritsu stared at himself in the mirror, straightening his white tux for the hundredth time, nervously gulping down his final chance to run. This was it. He was going to be married-to Takano! After a decade of running away from him, he never kept his promise.

He said he would never fall in love-especially with the man who was going to be standing at the alter, waiting for him.

He loved him so much. So much, he was ready to run abroad again. Maybe this time he'd go somewhere like…Africa. Or something…oh, the horrifying thoughts of all the possibilities that could happen if he married him!

What if he cheated on him!? What if he already had a baby and didn't tell him!? What if one day he wanted kids and regretted marrying him!? He couldn't give him children! He was male! Adoption was always a possibility, but what if Takano ended up NEVER wanting a family!? What then!? He'd be stuck! Forever!

'AAARRRGGGHHHH!' Ritsu frowned at himself in the mirror, catching his mother's attention.

"What are you frowning about Ritsu?" She set the comb down, making him stand up so she could tend to little things on his tux.

"N-nothing Mother…i-I'm just n-nervous.." He nibbled on the inside of his cheek, hopefully, she wouldn't bring up the whole 'I want grandchildren' thing. He really wouldn't be able to take it.

"Ritsu," she placed her hands on his shoulders, staring straight into her sons eyes. "If you really love someone, you're afraid." And with that, she took her hands away, and left him alone with his thoughts.

ALTER: (Masamune's POV)

He's late. He's so late.

Or maybe I'm early…Damn, I'm so nervous. More nervous than the first time I kissed Ritsu! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I think I just might die right now.

He's coming right? He's not gonna get cold feet-He's not gonna get cold feet!

I turn a glance at Yokozawa, who's fixing his cuff in the most calm and cool manner. I wish I felt like that right now. But no. Ritsu makes me fucking insane. Geez, I think I might explode.

"Masamune," Yokozawa places a hand on my shoulder, holding his cell phone in hand. "Do you wanna call him?"

Should i? I should, but he's probably just frowning in front of a mirror or something. Ugh, I hope he just had a tiny problem with his shoes or something.

"No," I wear my usual poker face, though I don't know how much longer I can keep myself from hunting him down. "He probably just had a problem with directions or something. He is an airhead sometimes." Yokozawa shrugs and nods, agreeing with the whole airhead bit.

My heart's racing.

I think I'm gonna throw up. Do I even remember my vows? Oh god, maybe he is having second thoughts. He's probably sulking his dressing room about the whole grandchildren shit! Damn it! I told him that I wanted a family one day and we could always adopt!

My thoughts are distracted when I hear the music start playing the typical 'here comes the bride.' I look around, seeing no one, before having to face the priest.**

The sounds of people standing from their seats, and gentle footsteps are drawing nearer. He came! He came! Oh my god! I'm so happy. I'm so fucking happy right now.

From the corner of my eye, I see Ritsu in a white tux, fitting his body snuggly. He looks amazing. He really does.

His father takes a seat in the front row to my left, leaving only Ritsu and I at the alter. Ritsu glances his eyes towards me, blushing and slightly pouting. I take a quick chance to lean in to whisper in his ear.

"I was beginning to doubt that you would show." It's odd that I'm actually telling him what I thought, despite my usual poker face.

His lips tugged into a small smile at the corner. "Good," He says, "I should hate to be predictable." *

Hey guys. I just thought I'd put this extra in here because a lot of you asked me to continue it. I am not sure if I'll actually do some of their married life, but I really wanted to do this bit. Hope it was worth reading. :p

** Back in the 1900's, the groom wasn't supposed to look at the bride walk down the aisle. This was indication of 'bad luck' or something along those lines. I did this because I wanted Ritsu's mother to want the absolute best for her little prince. Which means Masamune sorta complying with some of her ideas. This was one of them.

*Disclaimer: This line is from Downton Abbey when Mary and Matthew FINALLY get married. I really liked it, so I used it. :p But I don't own it.

Disclaimer: You all know it- I don't own the characters or real storyline of Sekai ichi Hatuskoi. Though that'd be nice…and I would actually FINISH THE FUCKING MANGA AND ANIME! *clears throat* Any who, thanks for reading. Let me know if I should leave it like this or continue a little more.

And if there are any errors in names, or in grammar, I apologize. Thank you!