Hey babies, this is the final chapter of Wrecking the Wedding. I love all of you, and I appreciate that you’ve read and reviewed. Writing this over the span of almost two years has really changed me. I’ve had tons of obstacles and I took my time to overcome them instead of giving up like I usually do. It’s been a challenge but a really great one and I couldn’t be happier with the turnout.

I hope you’ve all enjoyed the ride and that you won’t be disappointed with the ending. Anyways enough talk and on with the final chapter of Wrecking the Wedding.

Symphony of the Masked Faces

Title: Wrecking the Wedding

Pairing: Sesshomaru and Kagome

Chapter 13: Make it or Break it

The church was filled with hundreds of people as they gathered to watch the marriage I had waited my entire life to be in, yet was not. My love, my best friend, my soul mate would not be with me for better or for worse. From a distance I watched as a woman gazed up at the man I had dreamed of calling my husband. His beautiful golden hues blazed with a variety or emotions almost undetectable from the others, but love outshined them all. His long silver locks caressed their joined hands as they turned towards the minister.

“Dearly Beloved, we are gathered together here in the sign of God – and in the face of this company – to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace.” The minister said, his voice booming through the church. Without knowing it, I was standing in my black stilettos; shuffling and whispering penetrating my ears.

“You can’t have him he’s mine!’ I shouted angrily. Sighing she turned around and faced me with a glare fiercer than Sesshomaru’s. Although I was gazing directly at her I couldn’t tell who she was, her face was a blur. I had not noticed how close I was to her until I was able to look into her eyes and see my reflection in them. My black hair was swept up in a simple yet elegant bun, held up by two chopsticks. I was wearing a black v neck cut dress, a pair of studs shined in my ears. Letting go of Sesshomaru’s hands she stepped towards me, about to start a fight when my mother jumped up.

“You sit your ass down Kagome! I want me some grandchildren now and she’ she said pointing to the woman ‘might be able to give me them’ my mother shouted.

“Kagome! What is sex and why can’t you get any?’ Souta asked as he jumped from his seat to join my mother. Turning away from them, I silently begged for a solution to this mess I had gotten myself into. Surprised by his calm demeanor, I could only watch as Sesshomaru stepped up to me, grabbing my hands. Despite the graveness of my situation, I smiled waiting for the words of wisdom and comfort only he could give me…

“It’s time to let go.” Anger seeped onto his face and he pushed me away. As I fell to the floor he called out “I’m-I’m- seven- o- clock, time to get up it’s KTU bringing you the best on today’s top charts, and here at number 4 is Don’t Wake Me Up by the Hush Sound’ The deejay on my alarm clock shouted, as the music roused me from my dreams.

Shaking my hair from my face, I had a strong sense of dejavu. I had had the same dream months ago; the day Sesshomaru had asked me to plan his wedding.

Sesshomaru…

Recalling the anger that had swept across his face, reminded me of...

The pain that I had tried to bury the day before momentarily arose and I pressed my face to my palms and released a shaky breath before trying to numb the pain and hide the memories.

Sesshomaru…

Sighing, I pulled myself together before slipping from my bed. Sliding into my kitchen, I decided not to let the previous days disasters get me down. Turning on the radio in the kitchen, I sang along to the song that played.

“The light slipped through the window, the morning ripped you away oh. Don’t wake me up, I am still dreaming of stories undone, unravel at the seams.” Humming when I forgot the rest of the words, I fixed myself an omelet and a cup of coffee. Sipping softly, I was only mildly surprised when my doorbell rang. A surge of energy ran through me and I danced to the door, opening it with a smile when I saw Naraku.

“Come on in, I was just eating.” I said, hopping back to my seat. Closing the door behind him, Naraku sauntered in looking at me in confusion. “What?” I asked, getting annoyed, I wasn’t a freak show.

“Sorry” he murmured, “I was expecting- well you know- tears, depression.” He gestured with his hands.

“Well you thought wrong mister.”

“So that’s it, you’re not in love with him anymore? You’re not depressed that things didn’t work out?”

“Well of course I’m still upset about it, but I’m not going to let it control my life anymore.” Buttering a piece of toast, I paused to take a bite before continuing “He didn’t give a second thought to how I felt yesterday when he said the things he did. I tried explaining, I tried doing what was necessary. That fact that things between him and Kikyo didn’t work out, was not because of my intervention but because of the feelings that they didn’t have for each other. It may not have been the best plan of action but he could have tried to understand. I mean he complained when I was “with” you, do you think he would stop if I was engaged to you? Hell no. Plus how do I know if I’m in love with him as much as I thought I did?” I asked.

“Blasphemy! Jeez Kagome, you know you do.”

“Do I really? I haven’t been in enough relationships to really know what love is.”

“Kagome you know what love is and you know that you love him. Who are you trying to fool?"

“Hell. Even if I do, I’m not going to wait forever for him to come to me. I laid all my cards on the table, I have given it my all and it wasn’t enough. I waited for him and he decided that he didn’t want to marry me, didn’t want to be with me. I’m not getting any younger; I need to find someone willing to give as well as take and who won’t storm off every time we get into a fight.”

“You deserve the best babe. I just want you to be happy and I know that the happiness you want is with Sesshomaru. He’s too much of a prick to see that you’re the best thing he could hope to have. Well, I won’t stand in your way if you want to test the waters. But when Sesshomaru finds out, boy, well be prepared for him to break his way in here.”

“And I’ll call the police so they can hoist him off.” I giggled “no, I won’t even consider being with him until he realizes that I everything I did, was out of love, it wasn’t to spite him or Kikyo. I want him to realize that he can’t just get into a fight with me over something like this, stomp away and wait for me to beg and plead him for another chance. I did what I had to do and if he can’t accept that well then, that’s his problem.

“Well, I didn’t think you could grow a backbone overnight but damn Kagome, I am proud of you my girl. Do you have anyone in mind that you might date?” he asked. Hearing a slight shuffling outside my door, I winked at Naraku and moved closer to the disturbance, knowing it was Hojo.

“Oh I don’t know, maybe I’ll go on a date with the nice guy next door, you know, Hojo.” Hearing a faint gasp and thud, I hid my laughter as my door bell rang. Opening the door, I found Hojo, face scarlet red, a basket of medicinal teas in hand.

“Oh hi Hojo, what can I do for you?” I asked innocently.

“H-Hi Kagome. Um, I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me next Tuesday." He stumbled nervously.

“Oh, I’m busy next Tuesday but I’m free on Friday if that’s okay with you?”

“Yes that’s fine with me. So Friday at 7?”

“That sounds great. I’ll see you then and thanks for the tea” I smiled at him, before closing the door.

“Kagome, he looks radiant.” Naraku cooed, eye lashes fluttering.

“I couldn’t turn him down, plus he’s rather nice, who knows the date might go well.”

“True enough. Alright, I know you have to go to work so go take a shower and get dressed. I’ll drive you to work.”

“Thanks Naraku I-” Interrupted by my doorbell once more, I quickly opened my door and found a man holding a flower arrangement.

“Are you Ms." he checked a small paper in his hand, before continuing "Kagome Higurashi?” the man asked. Looking at me, I saw a glint in his deep brown eyes.

“Um, yes I am.” I said as he continued to stare at me.

“This is for you,” he said, handing the basket over to me. Grabbing it I looked for the small card accompanying it. Finding it, I read it, the four words on the card, disappointingly Sesshomaru. “Come back to me. –S”

“Can you send this back?” I asked.

“Of course Ms. Higurashi, was there something wrong with the order?” he asked, worry in his voice.

“Oh no, more like the sender.” I said with a small smile on my face. Watching as realization reached his face, he smiled knowingly.

“Yes mam.” He called out, basket in hand before walking away. Closing the door I turned to Naraku.

“Sesshomaru, I’m guessing.”

“Oh yes. He wrote “Come back to me- S” on it. What does he think I’m going to do, run to him because he sent me flowers? Ridiculous.” I huffed. Hearing another knock on my door, I was surprised to see the man who had delivered the flowers in front of me with a daisy in his hand.

“Um, I don’t normally do this but I just got this vibe from you and I couldn’t ignore it. I know in you’re head you must be thinking wow look at this flower deliverer trying to ask me on a date. Well I’m on my way to owning a flower shop and if you think that’s a girl’s job or a feminine then damn you’re deranged. I know I just stole a daisy from that ass that sent the basket but, I felt I should come bearing some sort of gift. Shit, I didn’t even say my name. I’m Dane, Dane Southerlan and I think you’re beautiful. So will you go on a date with me?” Shocked from the mans brazenness, I found myself accepting the daisy and saying yes to a date next Saturday.

“Well aren’t you popular?” Naraku taunted. “Better get into the shower before the electrician comes to pledge his love.” Giving him the finger, I made my way into the bathroom and jumped into the shower, not having enough time to complete my daily ritual.

“Dane, Dane Southerlan” I thought to myself. He was a very different type of guy. He was a little on the rugged side, his medium length brown hair lay untouched by any brush. It was messy in a cute way; He was slightly tan, with brown eyes and a lean frame. Stepping from the shower and wrapping myself in a towel, I thought of the approaching dates and the ones in the future.

I didn’t know what was to come but it would be a wild trip.

“Hurry up Kagome!” Naraku called through the door. Smiling to myself I walked out of the bathroom and prepared myself for a very busy couple of weeks.

Three Months Later

I sat across from Naraku and Kikyo, sipping a latte as we chatted.

“So you’ve been going on dates for three months, has any man truly caught your eye?” Naraku asked.

Oh, most have been incredibly great guys. None have really 'caught my eye' but I adore Dane.”

“Oh flower boy?” Kikyo asked.

“Yes” I said with a small smile “he is very bold but very kind. He has told me about the way he feels and I wish I could reciprocate those feelings but I can’t.”

“Have you heard from you-know-who?” Kikyo whispered.

“Oh Kikyo, he’s not Lord Voldermolt, you can say his name" Naraku huffed. " Have you heard from Sesshomaru?”

“Oh yes, he’s been sending me flowers for all of these months. I keep sending them back, Dane loves it.” I smirked. “All of the notes he’s sent me for the past months have said ‘come back to me.’ Short but definitely not sweet. I’m not a dog who is waiting for her master to call. I need to know he understands, I need to him to come to me. Until he changes that attitude, then nothing can happen.”

“See? She’s got in under control.” Naraku said, petting Kikyo’s hand.

“I know, I just get worried about you sometimes. I want to go to your wedding soon!” Kikyo cooed.

“Oh Kikyo you will someday. For now worry about your wedding.” Glancing at the watch on my wrist, I jumped from my seat. “Shit, I’ve got to stop by work and pick something up before the building closes. I’ll see you two later!” Kissing each goodbye I rushed from the lounge and into my car, trying to beat the traffic. Getting to the building before it closed, I thanked the lord that I had asked for an office on the second floor instead of the eighth. Grabbing the necessary files and charts for upcoming projects, I drove home.

Reaching my apartment door, I paused at the sight of a lone tulip in a medium sized pot of soil. Attached to it was a note with the words ‘come to me’ scratched out. Next to it said “I’m coming to you.” I knew it was from Sesshomaru but the note told me it was no ordinary Sesshomaru anymore.

Maybe he has learned his lesson.

Shrugging my shoulders, I picked up the small plant in one hand, searched for my keys with the other before opening the door. Turning on my lights and setting the plant on my living room table, I shrugged out of my jacket and turned on the radio, prepared to make myself a meal.

Ding Ding

Sighing as the doorbell rang; I barely registered who was standing in front of me until I was thrown over a strong shoulder, watching as the door closed, the lock I had finally installed automatically locking. Feeling myself being picked up and set down on the couch I crossed my arms and pouted.

Sesshomaru always was one for entrances.

“What do you want Sesshomaru?” I feigned indifference and disgust but my heart was pounding too furiously to be convincing. Warmth filled me as I looked at him and though I hadn’t dated around for very long, I knew in my gut that no one could fill me with this warmth, no one but him.

“Three months.” He uttered. I nodded. “Three months I waited, three months I agonized over you, while you pranced around on dates.”

“What, did you expect me to wait forever? I did everything I could do and in the end it was you who left. I was tired of waiting for you to understand, to feel the anxiety and panic and worry I felt every day because of you. When you left I went on dates trying to find someone who would not only take but give.”

“What did you expect me to do after you told me that? Say oh its okay you ruined my wedding. That’s not how it works Kagome.”

“You didn’t love her! What was I supposed to do, sit there with a fucking smile on my face as you married her and sentenced both of you and Naraku and myself to a miserable existence? I did what I felt was right, I never once tried to hurt Kikyo, I wanted you to realize your feelings. And after it all you have the nerve to send me flowers with four words on them. Come back to me. I felt like a dog! A dog that had to go back to its owner for a punishment. I didn’t want a lecture from you; I didn’t want to be ordered around. I wanted you to understand what I went through and that I wouldn’t be a stupid little girl anymore, I would be Kagome Higurashi; an independent woman. I wasn’t going to continue giving you everything I had and get nothing but a few words and little actions. In a relationship it takes two, you can’t run from your fights and expect it to be okay.” He paced around for a minute before, sitting down next to me and pulling me into his lap. He was so warm. I tried to pull away but my body protested and melted around him.

“Shut up and let me speak” he whispered into my throat, before raising his head. “You think you’re the only one who had to suffer. I was angry, yes; I wanted to be the one who pursued you. I felt like I was manipulated into some sort of love confession. I had to have time to decide whether or not what I felt for you was true or just a product of the plan. It didn’t take me long, but when I got the flowers back I knew that you had to have your distance. That is why I didn't show up to your door, yelling for you to come talk to me. I knew that anger wouldn't work. I decided to just give each other time would be enough." He sighed rubbing his head with his hand. Staring at him, he looked so weary. I felt a wave of concern crash through me and try to break down the wall of indifference and anger that I wanted to keep up.

" I didn’t think it’d be this long, I didn’t think you’d date. It tore me up when I found out you did. I thought you’d respond to my notes but you didn’t. My ego kept me from going after you but I ended up talking to Kikyo, who pointed me in the right direction. I knew in order to ever be with you again, I had to understand why you did what you did and why you were angry and how I could fix it.” Pausing he released a shuddery breath into the curve of my neck.

The wall shook and began to fall apart.

“I love you; I don’t know how many times I can say it. I love you, I love you, and I love you. I’m an egomaniac who can’t stand to admit he’s made a mistake and he’s about to do it for the second time. I don’t want to be with anyone else except you. Compromising... I’m not any good at it but I will try when it comes to you. I can take and take and take what you give me but it’s hard for me to give back, right now I’m putting everything on the line for you. I’m nothing without you; actually I’m an angry, unproductive mess without you. I want to see your face every morning, every night for the rest of my life and if I can’t then I’ll fight till I can. My mother told me any girl who fights for her man is worth her weight in gold; you wrecked a wedding and fought to have me for keeps." Pausing to stroke my hair, he continued "You infuriate me, annoy me, make me want to kill every man who touches you and yet make me want to spend the rest of my life with you. "Now," he paused, a smile on his face "will you marry me before I make an even bigger idiot of myself?”

"If I say yes, can I still keep my cherry garcia?"

Without direction, my head lifted up and I sighed in contentment as his soft, searching and searing lips met my aching, quivering ones for the first time in three months. Feeling him slip a welcome weight onto my finger, I felt the tears that I had tried so hard to repress slip one by one.

The wall fell and my lips curved into a smile.

He didn’t have to wait for a yes.

Neither did I.

Well there you go my loves. This concludes the story Wrecking the Wedding. I hope you enjoyed the final chapter and I hope this story was one you enjoyed. Thank you to all who have read, reviewed and favorited this story. It's been magical :D I hope you will all stay around and read some of my other works and upcoming stories. The support you've all showed me has made this story what it is. Till we meet again

Symphony of the Masked Faces