This is it, guys. The last chapter of Impossible Relations. (Though I'm fairly certain a sequel will be in the works soon.) I hope I do it justice.
But I just want to point out that, though this may be the end to this story, for them, it is only the beginning.

Enjoy (:

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MONTH 3

The wedding day was getting closer and closer, and one could practically feel the excitement in the air. People on the streets would even sometimes stop the soon to be married couple, simply to wish them well. It warmed Kise's heart, whilst a blush warmed Aomine's cheeks.

Today was the day for their final fittings. Well, three of theirs anyway. Kise had scheduled his for the day before so that he could tag along with the others.

"Oh, this is so exciting~"

Aomine rolled his eyes, but Akashi took the words right out of his mouth.

"You think everything's exciting, Ryouta."

The blonde pouted, but Kuroko came to his rescue. "And he should. This is all for the most important day of his life so far. It is exciting."

Aomine quirked a brow. "You don't sound so enthusiastic though, Tetsu."

The smaller man shrugged. "I'm certainly glad to be a part of it, but I'd be more excited if it was my own wedding, I think."

Akashi blinked. "I didn't know you wanted to get married, Kuroko."

"Eh, I didn't either. But helping with this wedding has apparently awakened something inside of me."

Akashi didn't understand why that made his heart jump, and he didn't have time to think about it as they arrived at their destination. Soon, the three boys were all dressed in their suits, regretfully modeling for the 'bride-to-be' as he oohed and ahhed over them.

"Akashi-cchi, your suit looks so much better now that it actually fits you~"

Akashi rolled his eyes at the comment as Kuroko snickered quietly behind him. "It's not my fault Kuroko's short."

The snickering ceased immediately. "Hey! Only two inches!"

"Yes, two inches too much. You're the shortest of us all, and you always have been."

"Two fucking inches, Akashi! You're almost as short as me!"

"Almost being the key word here."

Kuroko stepped up to Akashi, chest to chest, and stared into his crimson eyes with a heated gaze. "I'm not short. They're just freakishly tall."

Akashi rolled his eyes once more as a smirk found its way to his lips. "Short~" he sang.

Kuroko growled. "Dammit, Seijuro, two inches!"

The room was quiet for a moment, Akashi's face completely blank until a small smile made its way across his lips. "Seijuro, hm? Does that mean I can call you Tetsuya now?"

Kuroko blinked as a blush crossed his cheeks. "N-n..." He paused, his heart racing as he watched the redhead's smile fall. Did he really care that much? He sighed softly. "Yeah."

Akashi's eyes widened dramatically, and Kuroko could practically hear the redhead's heart pounding. He realized then he was still chest to chest with Akashi, and he quickly stepped back, blushing madly. "I m-mean, I don't care."

Akashi smiled softly, and he couldn't help but wrap the smaller man in a tight embrace. Kise and Aomine watched all of this unfold in shocked silence, until the large bluenette shook himself out of his stupor.

"Alright, that's enough, you two."

Akashi pulled away quickly, his face as red as his hair. "Sorry," he mumbled.

It was barely audible, but Kuroko heard it, loud and clear. He stared at him with large blue eyes, widened to their fullest extent. 'Have you really changed, Akashi?'

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Once the foursome arrived back at Kise's apartment, Kuroko pulled Akashi aside.

"What's up, Tetsuya?" the redhead asked, his heart soaring just at the formerly forbidden name on his lips.

"Um, well, I'm planning a bachelor's party for Aomine. I was hoping maybe you could help me think of some things to do..."

Akashi blinked. He hadn't even thought about a bachelor's party. "Shit, that's a good idea. Um, I'll help you if you help me?"

Kuroko smiled and nodded. "Alright, deal."

Two weeks later, and one week before the wedding, Kise and Aomine said their goodbyes, and the bluenette left for his own, recently abandoned apartment, Kuroko in tow. It wasn't long before everyone had arrived at both locations, and the parties began.

As Kuroko sat on Aomine's floor, Midorima by his side, Aomine and Imayoshi sat on the futon.

"So what are we doing, Tetsu?"

Kuroko shrugged. "You don't really like much, Aomine. So we've got some poker chips, some cards, and video games."

Imayoshi smiled his wicked smile. "Poker, eh? Sounds good to me."

Aomine nodded. "It has been a while since we've had an interesting game."

Midorima pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Oha Asa did say fate would be on my side today."

Kuroko nodded. "Then poker it is."

Meanwhile, Akashi was entertaining everyone with his cooking. And not just with the food, but with all the tricks he threw into the actual process. Kise was trying to keep up as much as he could, but in the end, he simply settled for watching the redhead work his magic. Murasakibara sat at the bar, mouth agape as he watched Akashi create the thing he loved the most.

"Aka-chin, why are you so good at cooking?"

Akashi's eyes grew distant, ever so slightly. "I spent a long time working on it," he said, continuing his work. "It was the one thing I put all of my effort into."

Kasamatsu, who also sat at the bar, was suddenly curious as well. "Why did you put so much effort into it? It seems kind of silly. Especially for someone like you."

"For Kuroko."

The room fell silent, but Akashi barely registered the very words he'd said.

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And I win again~" Imayoshi sang, pulling all the money toward himself. After the first game, they had decided that chips were no fun, and they'd replaced them with actual money.

Aomine ran a hand over his face. "You're going to clean me out."

"That's the point~"

Midorima sighed as he readjusted his glasses. "I'm already broke."

Kuroko nodded. "Me too. Video games?"

"Aw, we were just having fun~" Imayoshi whined as he stood and went to the refrigerator. "Anyone want a beer?"

Aomine sighed. "Yeah, just bring the case."

Kuroko crinkled his nose in disgust as Imayoshi offered him the canned beverage. "I hate beer."

Aomine shrugged at him. "There's beer and vodka, pick your poison."

Kuroko stuck his tongue out and took the drink. "Remind me to pick the drinks next time."

Aomine laughed, "Sorry to break it to you, buddy, but there's not gonna be a next time. This is my only wedding."

The smaller man rolled his eyes as he reluctantly took a drink. "You know what I mean."

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Kise was already drunk off his ass, having been playing- and losing at- 'Never have I ever.' Kasamatsu kept yelling at the blonde every time he said or did anything remotely stupid, but it only made Kise laugh. Akashi couldn't help but laugh at his friend's state, and Murasakibara had already passed out on the floor, some form of heavenly sweet still between his teeth.

"Alright," Akashi said, a glass of Bacardi rum in his hand, "My turn. Never have I ever, been so drunk I didn't know my own name."

Kasamatsu scoffed. "DO you really think anyone could-" He cut himself off as Kise took three large gulps of his own drink. "Really?"

Kise laughed, swaying slightly. "I don't know my name right now~"

Kasamatsu rolled his eyes. "My turn. Never have I ever, been in love." Kise downed his glass then, which was to be expected of course, but Kasamatsu was more than surprised to see Akashi take a drink as well. "Wait, you, Akashi?"

The redhead looked down into his lap. "Yeah."

"How many times?"

Kise decided then that his friend couldn't answer for himself, and promptly answered on his behalf, "Just once~ He's been in ~love~ since middle school~"

Kasamatsu's brows furrowed. "With who?"

The blonde opened his mouth once more, but Akashi spoke faster. "Kuroko."

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An hour later, Kuroko sat before Aomine's television, watching the basketball game intently. His focus was broken momentarily when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He curiously pulled it out to find a message from Akashi.

'Hey, what's going on over there?'

The bluenette quickly typed a reply, 'Watching the game. You?'

'Same. Well, most of us. Atsushi passed out a while ago.'

Kuroko smiled, readying himself to respond when he got another message.

'Tetsuya?'

'Yes, Seijuro?'

'I'm sorry.'

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It was finally the big day. Kise woke up at six in the morning, running through his timeline three more times to make sure everything was done and ready to go. At eight, he called Akashi to make sure he was doing his part, as he and Kuroko were supposed to pick up the flowers for the arrangements and bouquet. The redhead grumbled sleepily upon answering, but he agreed to be up and on his way, with Kuroko, in fifteen minutes. What Kise didn't know, was that Akashi was already at Kuroko's, as he had been formally invited by the bluenette himself.

"Tetsuya," he said softly, running his fingers through the other man's hair. "Hey, it's time to get the flowers."

Kuroko groaned and shook his head, burying his face into his pillow. Akashi smiled at him, finding him to be far too cute for his own good. "If we leave now, I can get you a milkshake beforehand."

The bluenette peeped out from under his pillow, suddenly very curious in the redhead's words. "Vanilla?"

Akashi laughed softly. "Whatever you want."

Meanwhile, Aomine was already walking to the tailor's to pick up their suits when his fiancé called. "Hey, baby~" Aomine sang cheerfully, making the blonde grin like a fool on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Daiki-cchi. Are you still going to handle the suits?"

"Already on my way."

The blonde was surprised to say the least. He'd never actually expected Aomine to be awake yet, let alone already in the process of completing his assigned task. Nevertheless, he thanked his love and hung up, smiling as he looked over to the dress hanging in his closet.

Today was the day.

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At two-thirty, Aomine was pacing the venue's floor, Kuroko watching him mindlessly. "Shit, Tetsu, how much longer?"

The smaller man sighed, rolling his eyes. "The wedding doesn't start for another thirty minutes. Aomine, go mingle with everyone. Try to relax."

Aomine stopped moving and took in the sight around him. Around eighty people filled the room, as more filed in. "Yeah. Okay," he muttered, walking over to speak with Satsuki and a few of her friends.

Meanwhile, Akashi was sitting in the upstairs room, boredly flipping through a magazine as Kise hummed away. "Alright," the blonde said, interrupting Akashi's blank state of mind. His crimson eyes lifted to Kise's form, and his mouth practically fell open.

"Ryouta," he said softly, "you look so much better than I remember."

Kise smiled and twirled in his dress, giggling excitedly. "I made some changes at my last fitting~"

Akashi smiled as he looked him over. The blond wore a beautiful, all white gown with a sweetheart bodice, a gorgeously beaded Empire band of sparkling crystals wrapping around his slip torso. "Aomine is going to flip."

Kise nervously ran is hands along the corseted bodice. "Is that a good thing?"

Akashi laughed and nodded as he stood to his feet. He held his hand out to his friend. "Definitely. Come now, it's time."

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All of the wedding party lined up at the front of the room. On Kise's side, Kasamatsu, Murasakibara, and Akashi. On Aomine's side, Imayoshi, Midorima, and Kuroko. All men were dressed sharply in their respective suits, wearing plain black ties and white rose boutonnières. Akashi and Kuroko, however, wore a light blue gladiolus and a yellow rose, respectively. Aomine, still nervously adjusting his perfectly adjusted tie, wore a dark blue gladiolus on his chest.

"Tetsu," he whispered, "you have the rings, right?"

Kuroko smiled and clapped a hand on his friend's back. "Of course. Relax, Aomine."

Just as the larger man had begun to calm down, the music had started, and he tensed as he stared straight ahead. But his nervousness fell away as Kise descended the marble spiral staircase before him. Everyone in the room turned to find the blonde the most dazzlingly sight they'd ever laid eyes upon. More splendid than the well placed décor, more lovely than the white rose that littered the floor, more beautiful than the bouquet in his hands- the blue gladiolus, calla lilies, and white-yellow roses wrapped in binding the colour of Aomine's eyes. Kise was meant to be a bride. But even so, now that he had all these eyes on him, gawking at his model-like form, his only focus was on Aomine. And he realized then, that even without the rather large budget, and intricately designed dress, and excessive décor, none of it truly mattered. The perfect wedding only needed a perfect groom, and he most certainly had that.

The ceremony went by in a blur for both Kise and Aomine, as they were still taking each other in and smiling at each other like fools in love- as they were. But certain words rang out to both of them.

"I do."

And then, Aomine gingerly wrapped his arms around Kise's waist, pulling him in slowly, and kissed the hell out of him for a good fifteen seconds. And so, they were pronounced married.

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After the ceremony, everyone gathered outside for pictures, and then, the traditional bouquet toss. Everyone gathered around the blonde, as he squealed excitedly. Before he turned his back to the crowd, he shot a wink toward Kuroko. The bluenette's brows furrowed in confusion, but he didn't have time to question it as Kise threw the bouquet over his head, and directly into a certain redhead's hands. Kuroko's face flushed as he realized Kise had planned that. He wondered if Akashi had been in on it.

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That night, after the happy couple left for their honeymoon and all the guests had left, Akashi offered to walk Kuroko home. As they walked the streets, the sunset turning the sky a beautiful violet colour, Akashi held a box between his fingers. Kuroko was curious, but he didn't ask, not wanting to intrude. Just as they were only a block away from Kuroko's home, the redhead stopped in his tracks, Kuroko following suit.

"Seijuro?"

Akashi smiled, his heart pounding at his name on Kuroko's tongue. "Tetsuya, this is for you," he whispered, holding the box out for him to take.

The bluenette arched a brow and hesitantly opened the box to find the very bouquet Akashi had caught earlier. Confused, Kuroko curiously picked it up, lightly running his fingers over the beautiful flowers, when something shiny caught his eye. He reached between the flowers and unhooked from the stems a gorgeously stunning diamond ring. As he looked back to Akashi, prepared to question the ordeal, he found the redhead kneeling before him on one knee, a small nervous smile on his lips.

"Tetsuya. I know I've been a complete dick to you. I know I don't deserve you. And I have tried to move on from you ever since I fucked this up. But... I can't. I'm in love with you. So, I understand if you tell me to leave you the hell alone, I'll leave and never come back. Whatever you want, but-"

His words were cut short as Kuroko fell to his knees and grabbed Akashi's face in his eager palms, crashing his lips onto his. As he pulled back, a huge grin stretched onto his lips. Soft blue eyes met intense red, and there was a long comfortable silence before a single word, wrapped in a loving whisper, fell from Kuroko's tongue.

"Yes."