A.N: NikoSasha time! This is kind of a sequel to the first day that I published around a month ago, but you can still understand most of this even if you haven't read it.

Day 4: Wedding

When Sasha's lips met Nikolo's on the altar that day, it was the happiest moment of her life so far. They'd had their problems, but never anything they didn't end up solving and today, they had both said "I do." Now, they were a married couple. Nothing could ruin this day for her.

"May I introduce: Mr. and Mrs. Blouse!" the priest announced and their guests cheered. Ymir and Connie were even a bit too loud; Sasha wondered if they had made it in to a competition or something. She wouldn't put it past them.

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"I'd ask if you're sure about this, but now's a bit too late I suppose" Jean jokes to Nikolo later that evening at the reception. The groom just rolls his eyes, throwing a jab back: "So Jean, when are you going to get married?"

"Don't you mean when is he going to find himself a woman?" Connie asks and the two laugh at blushing Jean's expense.

"It's not like you have anyone either!" Jean hisses at Connie as his defense. That's the moment Sasha decides to join them. She wraps her arms around Nikolo and pecks him on the cheek before saying: "You mean you don't know?"

"Know what?" Jean asked. Connie looked at her questioningly as well, but Sasha just gave him a look that, between the two of them, had meant "play along" for years now "Connie's together with Ymir."

"He what!?" Jean yelled. Nikolo, who also knew Ymir a little, was also shocked, but not as much. Still, he said: "I thought Ymir was with His- "

Sasha stomping on his toes shut him up in time, fortunately.

"Yeah, you heard her" Connie said smugly "Sure, we always had our fights and all, but in the end, she is truly a wonderful person."

Sasha had a hard time holding in her laughter, but fortunately Nikolo had caught on and pulled his wife closer, worsening Jean's view of her face. The groom himself had a better poker face, so he had no fear of ruining this.

"A wonderful person, you say?" Jean said with crossed arms, not quite buying it. And that was when Ymir decided to show up.

"Congratulations to the happy couple!" she was slightly drunk "Though it sucks to be you Nikolo; after the party, Sasha's sure to handcuff you to the stove and never let you leave the kitchen!"

"Of course I will" Sasha protested, making a point of hugging Nikolo tighter. She looked straight at Ymir when she added with a smirk on her face "I'll be needing him in the bedroom too after all!"

"Sasha!" Nikolo yelled with a red face, but his wife just grinned, noting that Connie and Jean were blushing a little as well. Ymir stared at her, jaw hanging open, before she burst in to laughter.

"What'd ya know, our Potato girl has finally mastered the art of witty comebacks!" she said "So, is he of any use in the bedroom?"

"I don't wanna know!" Jean yelled in desperation as he saw that Sasha was about to reply. He wasn't really embarrassed about the subject itself, but going in to too much details about the sex life of two of his friends was something he wanted to avoid "Just save it for the bedroom!"

"I'm sure they will, and so will we" Connie said, throwing his arm over Ymir's shoulders "Right Honey?"

Ymir was not stupid; she knew that if Connie did something like this, there must be a joke going on. Quick scan around with her eyes and she was able to tell that Sasha and Nikolo were in on it, but Jean was not. He was the target.

Normally, she'd never touch Connie with a stick or let him touch her, but if it was to prank Jean… oh well, sure, this one time. She could consider it an amusing wedding gift for the Blouse couple.

"Of course, Dear" Ymir replied, throwing both of her arms around Connie's neck "Not that I'm sure if I can wait that long~!"

Sasha gave herself a mental pat on the back for being able to keep her poker face, but that became meaningless as soon as she glanced at Jean, his jaw hanging open and eyes wide in disbelief. She couldn't help it; she just burst out in to loud laughter, getting the attention of the other guests while at it.

"Oh for god's sake!" Jean yelled as he caught on "You almost had me!"

"They did have you for a moment" Nikolo said, snickering "I saw your face."

Jean's face heated up now, and he glared at Ymir and Connie who were also laughing, leaning to each other for support. Damn assholes, every single one of them.

Nikolo, amused as he was, wasn't one to laugh out loudly and uncontrollably like his wife and most of her friends. However, he didn't mind; he was happy seeing her like this, happy and relaxed. And he had grown a soft spot for her friends as well- well, most of them at least, and was glad that they were having fun on the special day as well. At first, he hadn't been too keen on getting to know Sasha's friends, seeing them as too lively, but she'd had none of that. Once he'd gotten to know them a little, he'd gotten jealous because they were all so close to Sasha and each other. Not that he didn't have friends of his own, but he'd be lying if he said that he was as close with them as Sasha was with hers. Still, the jealousy faded with time and before he realized it, he had a place in their little gang. He couldn't get as deep in to it as Sasha was, he'd come in to the picture too late for that, but he no longer minded. He still had his role to play.

"Nikolo? Nikolo, are you listening?"

"Huh?" Nikolo said in surprise, looking at his wife who was still in his arms, staring at him "What is it?"

"It's time for the first dance" Sasha said, frowning in worry "But we can skip it if you're tired."

Nikolo laughed.

"No no, I was just lost in my thoughts" he said, starting to pull his wife towards the dance floor "I wouldn't miss this for any price."

Sasha was glad to hear that. Today, she was gladder than ever that she had stayed behind to loiter around the restaurant that one night just so that she could talk to the cook who triggered such familiar feelings in her. Up to this day she still had no idea why he felt so familiar, why it felt like they'd met before, but she no longer cared that much, either. He made her happy, he made her feel special, so whatever the reason that they'd even met was, the results were the best possible. No point in overthinking things.

"Something in your mind?" Nikolo asked quietly as they danced, not wanting others to hear.

"Just thinking about how happy I am" Sasha smiled "And the day we met."

Nikolo thought of it often, too. Those weird memories, visions or whatever they were seemed to make it clear that he knew Sasha from somewhere, but no matter how they thought of it or who they asked from, no one could give them any leads on where they might have met before the restaurant.

"Maybe we were lovers in our previous lives" he said, making Sasha laugh. That was a joke her boss, Hanji, had once made when they brought this up to her. Nikolo had been upset at the time that the woman didn't take their concerns seriously, but had ended up liking the joke. And besides, who knew, maybe it was even true. Sasha didn't exactly believe in reincarnation, but it's not like anyone had ever proved it to be impossible, so why not?

"Regardless of how we knew each other in our previous lives or if we knew each other at all" Nikolo started, getting Sasha's attention again "I love you in this life and all the lives to come."

Sasha's heart melted.

"I love you too."