A/N: I officially have enough of this story written that I can now get one chapter out almost everyday! YAY!

Anyways. . . I bet you've all been excited to read this chapter!


Yuuri, Georgi, and Chris leave the room. Yuri stood outside the door with Phichit. They were both dressed in suits.

Yuri marveled over the groom's appearance. "Like a work of art." he said. "Master will love you more now than ever."

"I don't want him to." Yuuri mumbled in reply as Yuri excused Chris and Georgi from their duties.

"Go get yourselves ready. I'll escort him to the North Wing." Yuri placed a hand in the middle of Yuuri's back to help guide him down the hallway.

"The North Wing?" Yuuri knitted his eyebrows together in question.

"Master's private wing. We're never allowed on that side unless Master gave us permission, in emergency, or for special occasions."

Yuuri hummed as he asked the next question, "But why? Is he hiding something? Sometimes I wonder about the master."

"I don't know what he's doing but we won't question Master's motives."

They get down to the end of the hallway and stop at the large set of double doors that Yuuri never cared to stop and pay attention to. Yuri gave three knocks on the doors.

"Who is it?" the gruff voice, that was far from the familiar voice of the master's, asked from the other side of the door.

"It's the bodyguard here to drop off the groom." Yuri answered. There was a second where nothing happened, then a click, and the doors slowly opened. Two guards stood on either side and let the two men through. "Where is Master at?" Yuri asked when they were on the other side of the doors.

"He's downstairs in the library." the guard on their right, the one who answered the door, replied.

Yuri bowed. "Thank you."

The two guards bowed back without another word. They continue on, Yuuri looked back at the two guards who began closing the doors back up. With a gulp, he faced forward again, realizing that there was no turning back, he was to be married in just a few short minutes.

They take the staircase down to the first floor and eventually make it to the library.

Yuri opened the door to the library and the two of them stand at the entryway. The master was standing at the other end of the room staring out of the window. The Sun hit his face and made him shine, almost like an angel. He didn't seemed fazed by the bright Sun touching his skin.

Aren't they vampires? Shouldn't they burn to dust in the Sunlight? This was all so confusing to Yuuri.

"My fiancé." the master turned to look at his company. He wore a suit that matched perfectly with Yuuri's. Somehow, the master seemed to have worn it better. They walked further into the room and the master joined them in the middle of the library. The master took Yuuri into an embrace and whispered into his ear. "You look beautiful. I'm so glad to call you mine."

Yuuri shivered and squeezed his eyes shut at the thought of "becoming his." The master pulled away from Yuuri and gave him a smile. Even though Yuuri didn't want anything to do with the master, he still found him to be stunning, especially when he smiled. Yuuri forced a small smile back to the master.

The master focused his attention to the other Yuri in the room. "I have everything set up in the North Ballroom if you'd like to take your seat. I'll take care of my fiancé from here."

Yuri nodded and bowed to the master. "Thank you, Master." the master bowed back. Yuuri watched the two vampire's interaction and his bodyguard leave the room. For the second time that day, it was just Yuuri and the master.

The master brushed the back of his hand along Yuuri's cheek. "I'm so glad I finally met you." Yuuri stood still as he let the master say these things to him. "It won't be long now before you and I are bound together through marriage." he kissed Yuuri's cheek which Yuuri didn't like. It wasn't the feel of his lips, because they were soft and warm on his cheek, but because the master was not the person Yuuri wanted to kiss him. They were still strangers.

"After our marriage you'll join me in this large wing. You'll sleep in the master suite and have access not only to this restricted wing, but the entire castle as well." the master told Yuuri. "You will join me after we become husbands, won't you?" Yuuri swallowed and hesitated his response. He didn't want to join the master, but he knew that even if the master asked him as if it were a question, he really had no choice.

A bell began chiming throughout the entire castle, interrupting the two grooms. The master briefly looked away from Yuuri and up at the large analog that hung right above the library doors. He focussed on the time, both the minute and hour hands were directly on the twelve. 12:00. Time was up. No more waiting. The walk down the aisle was going to happen now.

The master took hold of Yuuri's hand. Yuuri very briefly marveled over how soft his hand was and how well they fit together before realizing what was going on. The master started a brisk walk towards the library door, dragging Yuuri along with him.

"It's finally time to get married, my fiancé." he said to Yuuri, without ever looking at his betrothed.

They make the rest of their way to the ballroom in silence. A guard that stood outside the entrance doors noticed the two approaching the entrance, cracked open a door, and gave everyone a thumbs up before throwing open both doors. Yuuri heard the sound of a grand piano playing the familiar processional tune playing before he saw it.

The grand ballroom was decorated in beautiful shades of blue. Streamers strung across the ceilings, the chandeliers let off a little blue light from the reflections of them. The ballroom had chairs placed in two columns with the aisle splitting the rows down the middle, blue and white iris flowers tied around the outer chairs. Not a single seat was empty as Yuuri saw the faces of many vampires living in the castle that he had never met before and the few familiar ones who helped him get to this point up at the front all turned to the entrance. The grand piano that played the music sat at the front of the ballroom next to a priest who stood in the middle of the baby blue arch waiting for them.

The master let go of Yuuri's hand and instead looped their arms together. All the spectators respectively stood up for the walk. Yuuri took a deep breath and they moved forward, making their way down the aisle one step at a time. He looked up at the master who stared straight ahead of their path. When he felt that he was being stared at, the master looked down at Yuuri and gave him a smile. Yuuri blushed and quickly looked away. His heart pounded. Yuuri didn't want his staring to be noticed by the man he was looking at.

The master chuckled and whispered to Yuuri. "You're allowed to look at me as much as you want to. I can't deny that every time I see you I don't want to look away." he murmured so pleasantly.

Most of the wedding was a blur to Yuuri. He didn't want to be there and wanted it to quickly get over with so he can crawl under the covers and hide away from everyone. Then he remembered he will no longer have his own room and can't get away from everyone because he'll be living in the North Wing with the master and will be forced to see him more than he ever wanted. Sure, he had free roam of the entire castle, but there was no place to really hide and get away from everyone aside from the place that he slept in.

Yuuri came back to the real world when he heard the priest give the famous finishing lines to the wedding ceremony.

"Master," the priest was yet another vampire who never referred to the master by his first name, "do you take Katsuki Yuuri. . ."

How did he find out Yuuri's last name? He never remembered sharing it with anyone here.

"I do." the master said after the priest finished his sentence.

He repeated the same thing to Yuuri. Yuuri wanted to scream that he didn't. That he wanted to go home and that everyone here was so mysterious and new to him. Instead he muttered back the same thing he heard everyone else in the movies and wedding he's ever been to say, "I-I do."

The master leaned into Yuuri. Yuuri tensed when he realized what was coming next. After the two people give their 'I do's' they seal the marriage with a kiss. Yuuri never actually had his first kiss before and this was going to be much more than that. The master's lips laid on top of Yuuri's. Yuuri breathed in, the feeling was unrecognizable to him and he wanted nothing more but to part and run from the altar. Instead, he pushed into the kiss, the master's lips were so inviting even if he didn't want them to be.

When the master pulled away, Yuuri's lips immediately felt cold and he missed having the master's lips on his. Yuuri touched his mouth with his fingertips, his lips still slightly parted. The idea of a kiss was foreign to him and he didn't understand why he felt the way he did after kissing somebody he didn't like.

The reception was very simplistic. Most vampires went back out on their hunts and it just left Yuuri, the master, Yuri, Phichit, and Chris around for a simple dinner. Although they called it a dinner the only member that actually ate was Yuuri. His bodyguard had laid a plate of steak and potatoes for his meal. The food was unusual for Yuuri to eat on a day-to-day basis but he thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

The other members of the supper chatted idly, with Yuuri occasionally adding his remarks. He noticed the master was also very quiet and spent most of the dinner watching Yuuri eat.

Just as Yuuri was finishing his supper Phichit spoke an unanswered question he talked about with the group earlier. "By the way, Chris. What is the news you have brought back for us?"

The uneasy look on Christophe's face was enough for the vampire clan to know that he was bearing bad news. "I was afraid that I would be forced to bring it up." he said. Everyone was all ears, including Yuuri who wanted to know what the future of this clan had in store. Chris looked down at the dining table, avoiding eye-contact, and instead studying the mahogany wood patterns as he spoke the news that was bitter to his tongue. "They're moving north." it was simple yet it was enough to rile up a few members in the room.

"What do you mean they're heading north!" Yuri raged.

"Towards us?" Phichit asked, trying to sound calm but you could see the darkness in his eyes.

"Yes. I overheard them planning on coming over. I'm going back out tonight to see if I can scope them out." Chris told them. "I guess their leader found out that we have a mortal."

Yuuri sat there trembling. Not only were they going to attack the castle where he is being forced to live at, but they are specifically going after him.

With all the negativity in the room the master stood and raised a hand to calm the group. There was no sign of worry on his face. "We'll wait to hear if he is definite on the attack before we plan any further precautions. Until then remain calm." he said cooly. "Whenever some of the others come back I'll address the situation and ask that they remain within the castle's yard. I don't want anyone coming or going after tonight, except for him. He is the only one qualified to leave the place and watch for the other clan."

Hearing that Chris is the only one they trust to go out caused a burning question to bubble in Yuuri's chest that he thought about after first meeting Chris. "Why are you the only one qualified. What is, or was, your job, Chris?"

Chris rested his arms on the table as he responded. "I was a spy when I was alive. I learned how to sew and tailor outfits to create disguises whenever I went out for missions. I was pretty good until the vampires got to me." he smiled at the thought of his past. "Heck, I still am. Master assigned me with one simple task: Watch the movements of the neighboring clan down south."

Yuuri stood. "I wish to be excused." so much information was sent Yuuri's way at once he had to come up with an excuse to leave dinner. "I'm going to take the things I want to keep from my room and move it over to the master suite."

The master excused him and Yuuri was quick to leave the dining room. Even though the master told him not to worry, Yuuri was still troubled.