A/N: Here comes the bride… All dressed in white! Yay! We finally arrived to the much awaited wedding! I know most of you have been awaiting this for a long time, and yes, this chapter is a special chapter with not the usual 3,000 words! But 10,000! Clap your hands everyone, and read, enjoy and review!
ANYWAY, I decided to make this the last chapter before the epilogue. I know that I made some sort of pact to write the second gen. But you probably understand that ive been busy as hell lately, and with another hitsukarin story published. xD
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Chapter 48: You Don't Need a Ring for a Forever
The engagement ring sat on a silver platter. It shined like an emerald stone, is as tough and hard as a diamond rock, and most of all… It's a symbol of forever and togetherness.
Karin stared at it for a few more seconds. Tomorrow was the wedding, and she asked everyone to leave her alone. Of course, everyone else said they would. Toushiro, however, seemed not to be as nervous as her… As soon as he woke up, he disposed a very sentimental kiss on her, and left without another word.
Of course, who was she to force him to cuddle with her? Maybe he had more paperwork than usual?
A few months ago, 6 months to be exact, they decided that the wedding would be in half a year. Karin was delighted. Actually, it was Ichigo's suggestion, as he heard them, yet again, fighting over the day of their wedding.
6 months, half a year… Indeed it was perfect. It wasn't far away, yet it wasn't too early.
Yumichika spent most of his time at the 10th squad, much to Toushiro's annoyance. Karin, however, was stern whenever he scoffed at his entry.
"Karin-chan, are you sure you don't want a purple kimono?" he asked, for the nth time. Karin sighed.
"Yes, yes, I don't want a purple kimono. I want a white one, okay?" she said. Matsumoto would always giggle in the background.
She wanted a white kimono, for it was simple, clean and nice… Just the way she wanted it. Plus, she was sure Toushiro wouldn't mind having her wear a kimono that matched his white hair.
"Karin-chan, I just got your list of guests. Most of them had rsvp back." he said. Karin nodded.
It was a good thing that Rukia wasn't there. Though she was the maid of honor (Matsumoto kept on telling her to make her a bridesmaid), she didn't want her to get near the guest list. Yes, it was a scandal the last time she got a hold on that precious list.
"Karin-chan… I don't think you ordered enough sake." said Yumichika, a little anguished.
"Ayasegawa-san… How many times do I have to tell you? Our wedding is not a bar. It's a spiritual ceremony of love and binding!" shouted Karin exasperatedly. Yumichika frowned.
"Ahhh, that's true. But how about my needs? I need… I need…" he said, gasping for air.
Matsumoto tapped him on the back supportively.
"Karin… You really need to have sake." she said seriously, but her smile gave her away. Karin sweat dropped defeated.
"Yay! Yay! Yay!" they both cried put rejoicing and doing the happy dance.
"Shut up!" boomed Toushiro, who looked like he was about to burst.
The initiator that they got was Yama-jin, who seemed most pleased that he was chosen, though he didn't show it.
"Hey, Toushiro… Can you help me?" asked Karin, as she sat on the chair in front of his desk. Toushiro looked up from the paper he was reading.
"For what?" he asked very gently. Karin grinned and said slowly,
"Well, we need an initiator for our wedding, and I need you to talk to Yamamato sotaicho about It." said Karin.
Toushiro raised an eyebrow as he placed the paper neatly in front of him.
"Why him? We could get someone else." he said. Karin sighed.
"I don't want outsiders on our wedding."
And to that, he agreed.
There was also the matter of the family thing. Masaki was definitely pleased to be back in Sereitei, and it was a little weird for them to see Isshin turn into a blushing teenager.
"Well, I-I uh… I thinkyoushouldstaywithmeforawhile." he said very fast. Ichigo slapped his head, while Karin sighed.
"Isshin, are you alright?" asked Masaki with a giggle, as she placed a hand on his head. (Isshin blushed like a tomato)
"I mean… I think you should stay with me for a while." he said slowly. That's right, you can do it.
"A while? You mean I have to go back?" asked Masaki, looking slightly displeased. Isshin gulped.
"I mean… Uh… I mean…" he spluttered, while he loosened his imaginary tie.
"He means he wants you to live with him again in the 3rd squad." said Karin.
"Y-Yeah, that." he said with a wavering grin. Masaki smiled at him.
"Okay. Why are you so nervous, Isshin?" she asked with a smile. Isshin gulped.
"I'm not nervous." he said indignantly. Masaki grinned and put an arm around Isshin.
"Come on, let's go." she whispered in his ear. Isshin turned redder (if it was ever possible).
Rukia however was not allowed to stay with Ichigo. (Duh) Ichigo had to fight his urge to battle it out with Byakuya.
"I understand that you two are sharing a little relationship, Rukia." he said, ignoring Ichigo's glare. Byakuya was being as serious as ever, and Rukia sensed that Ichigo was about to burst... NOT a good thing.
"Listen here, Byakuya--" started Ichigo, But Rukia glared at him ferociously as if saying, 'Leave this to me, you idiot.'
"Nii-sama, I know you are worried about my safety, but I promise nothing bad will happen to me with Ichigo around." said Rukia, saying 'bad' with a wink at Ichigo. Byakuya caught it though.
"I assume that you are saying that you are rooming with Kurosaki?" he asked rudely, as he stared at Ichigo from up to down. Rukia blushed.
"No. You will stay here in the mansion until due time." he said firmly, and he strode away, his million yen scarf swishing in the non-exsistent wind. Ichigo breathed heavily.
"Sorry, Ichigo. I guess we will only see each other at work or something." said Rukia sadly. Ichigo smiled gently.
"Not if I can help it." he said. Rukia's eyes widened.
"What?" she asked loudly. Ichigo put a quick kiss on her lips and jogged away, ignoring Rukia screaming at him.
Of course, it seemed like smooth sailing all the way, but Karin and Toushiro have fought alot. It HAS been 6 months. Excitement crawled on her body as she stepped off the bed and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
Her long hair seemed shinier than usual, and her skin was glowing. It's been a long time since she felt this happy as she wondered what will happen tomorrow.
Toushiro ruffled his already long white hair as he sat on his office armchair. He looked out the window, the sun was rising. He left early from their room. Karin was still sleeping, and he hoped he didn't wake her. He knew that tomorrow, his life will change forever. And it wasn't easy to say that he accepted it to the fullest.
He loved Karin. In fact, he would be willing to give his life for her forever. But tomorrow, he was going to submit himself to holy matrimony.
He closed his eyes, letting the breeze and the faint smell of leaves linger in his nose. Karin would be awake in a few minutes. He hoped she won't disturb him.
Like on cue, the door opened slowly. But it wasn't Karin.
It was Hinamori.
Toushiro straightened up as he watched her brown eyes slowly look up from her hands as she walked in.
"Hinamori?" he asked in surprise. Hinamori gave him a small smile.
"Tomorrow is your wedding." It wasn't a question. It was a statement.
"Yes. You have the invitation, I assume?" he asked curtly. He didn't mean to sound rude, but was she here to tease him about it?
She nodded, not noticing the formal tone he used.
"Hitsugaya-kun." she muttered. Toushiro watched her come nearer, her eyes training on her hands that were shaking.
"What is it, Hinamori?" he asked. She looked up again, her eyes tearing up.
"I'm here to congratulate you." she said. Toushiro's eyebrows contracted.
"You already did." he said. She ignored him.
"Do you remember the promise we gave each other when we were still children?" she asked. He stared.
He remembered it.
He bounded from his chair after he chopped the latest of their watermelon and served one for Hinamori. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor and she was writing on a piece of paper.
Toushiro looked at what she was writing.
"What are you right, bed wetter Momo?" he asked. His voice croaked, like when a child reaches his teens. His small body was as of a child's, but he was already over 50 years old in Soul Society years.
Hinamori grinned at him.
"I'm writing a contract for both of as, Shiro-chan." she said, sticking her tongue out. Toushiro scoffed at the nickname.
"I don't care." he said, rolling his green-blue eyes.
"Don't be stupid. You have to sign It." she said, pouting her bottom lip and sliding the paper to his side of the table.
He watched it and put the watermelon on the table.
"Fine. But this better be good." he grumbled. Hinamori giggled and nodded. He took it with both his hands and read it.
Hitsugaya Toushiro promises to make Hinamori Momo, his best friend and sister, his future bride if ever he does not have a wife to propose to. Hinamori Momo promises to make Hitsugaya Toushiro, her best friend and brother, to be her future husband, if ever he does not have a wife to propose to. But first they both a have to attend the academy and be full-grown.
He slammed it on the table and sniffed loudly.
"That's stupid. I'm not marrying you, baka." said Toushiro angrily. Hinamori giggled.
"I'm not stupid. But I'm just saying, we can't be single forever." she said, amused. Toushiro raised a pale eyebrow.
"Toushiro, you are like a brother to me. But it would probably be amazing if we get married. It's not like we would have to be in love." She added. Toushiro sighed.
"Fine. But only for a favor." he said, and grabbed the pen and signed bellow. Hinamori tucked it in a homemade folder.
"Oh, look. Watermelons!" she cried, as if she just noticed it now and grabbed one, grinning at Toushiro's frowning face.
Ever since that, he's been protective of Hinamori with guys. He knew there were a lot of idiots out there, but he never really saw her that way. When Hinamori fell in love with Aizen, he was a little taken aback, but he was happy that she was happy. When he tried to kill her, and when he manipulated her, he hated him with all his guts.
Hinamori was his best friend. She was his sister.
And he has been neglecting her… And so, he was a jerk.
"Yeah, I do." He said. Hinamori finally grinned.
"I'm happy you are getting married, Hitsugaya-kun. I guess that contract is null and void, huh?" she asked. Toushiro grinned back.
"Thank you. I'm sorry I've been a jerk." he said. Hinamori rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. That's all right." she said, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. Toushiro rose from his seat and gave her a tight hug. She sobbed on his shirt.
"I'm going to miss you, Hinamori." he muttered gently. Hinamori shook as she laughed.
"Me too." she said. Toushiro let her go, but kept his hands on her arms.
"You'll always be my sister." he promised. Hinamori stuck her tongue out half-heartedly. Her teary eyes crinkling.
"You'll always be my 'supposed' husband." she grinned. Toushiro grinned. "I have to confess…"
"What?" he asked. Hinamori looked away for a second.
"Well, I've been jealous of Karin-chan for months now." she muttered.
"Baka." teased Toushiro. Hinamori giggled.
"I'm sorry. I really was jealous not 'cause she's marrying you. But because she's getting married. While I, older than you, am not." she said. Toushiro let go of her.
"You'll find someone. I know you will." he said slowly. Hinamori nodded.
"I know." she said. Then she looked at the door. "I have to get going my Kurosaki taicho will be awake in a few minutes."
"Ichigo?" he asked, laughing. There were two Kurosaki captains now.
"Yes. He's still not used to his work load." she said, a little disappointed. Toushiro flicked her with one finger and pushed her out the door.
"Then you better get going then." he said, pushing her out more. Hinamori huffed as she was already outside the office door.
"I'll see you tomorrow then." she said a little angrily. Toushiro laughed.
"Go and please your taicho." He said loudly as he watched her turn and stomp to her squad. He laughed and closed the door while shaking his head.
Ichigo walked over to the Kuchiki mansion a little hesitantly. He was late for work, and he knew it. Hinamori won't be pleased. Oh wait, he was a captain now. He had every right to be late for emergencies. And walking Rukia to the 13th squad was definitely one. She might get ambushed on the way to work.
The Kuchiki mansion was placed a little far off from the 13th squad, and he wondered why Byakuya won't move nearer. So what if it's right next to the 6th squad? Rukia was a girl. A fragile, sweet, little girl, while he was really old and not handsome at all.
He knew Rukia would kill him if she found out that he was thinking she was fragile. She'd murder him for saying she was sweet. And she would massacre him with a jack hammer and spiky stiletto heels if he said that she was a little girl.
"Oh crap, Byakuya." he gulped as he saw him standing with a servant at the Mansion gate. His servant was carrying a pile of work paper and he was looking up at the sky. He was probably checking the weather out.
Ichigo slid to the side of a tree and watched him stare more at the sky. The servant was shaking at the weight of the papers he was carrying. Byakuya didn't seem to notice.
This is perfect. I can talk to him alone.
He grinned at himself and was about to jump out and hoped to surprise Byakuya when Rukia walked out the gate in her shinigami uniform. Byakuya gave her a small smile, but it looked like a grimace. Rukia looked worried.
Ichigo strained to hear their conversation.
"Nii-sama, you don't have to walk me to the 13th squad. I have done it for years. I—" she complained. Byakuya raised a finger. Rukia eyed the servant worriedly. His knees were shaking, and his forehead was sweaty.
"I don't want to have to be responsible about your medical fees if ever someone decides to hurt you here, Rukia." He said, his deep voice echoing in Ichigo's ears.
"What?" mouthed Ichigo to himself. Did he just call him someone who would hurt her? Was he stupid like that?
"You don't have to worry about that. I'm sure Ichigo would take good care of Me." she said coldly. Byakuya's eyes narrowed.
"I was not talking about Kurosaki Ichigo. Just merely your safety." he said in the same cold tone as Rukia's.
"You didn't worry about my safety last week. Last week when Ichigo and I weren't an item." she stated. Byakuya looked angry. His face was paler. Rukia didn't waver.
"If you want to get hurt so badly—"he started. It was Rukia's turn to cut him off rudely.
"I love Ichigo. You should know by now that he loves me too. He won't hurt me." she said defensively.
The servant stopped shaking and seemed to be mesmerized by Rukia's bravery. Nobody talked to Kuchiki taicho like that.
"Did you hear that, Kurosaki?" asked Byakuya suddenly. Rukia jumped. She didn't notice him there. Was he that good at concealing reiatsu now? She thought.
Oh right, he's a captain now. Typically, Byakuya can sense him if he concentrates as much.
Ichigo walked slowly out of the tree and grinned at Rukia.
"Hey, good morning, Byakuya, Rukia." he said. He didn't bother to be nice, as Byakuya was not anywhere near worthy.
"Ichigo?! What the hell are you doing here?" she asked her face pink. Ichigo gave her a wink, and Rukia looked like she wanted to kill him.
"I'm going to walk you to the 13th squad, but it looks like Byakuya beat me there." he said. Byakuya glared at him.
"Kurosaki." He finally greeted after a long second.
"Ichigo, please leave." begged Rukia. She looked worried that Byakuya and Ichigo would start fighting.
Ichigo looked amused.
"No. I'm not leaving. Byakuya thinks I'm going to hurt you, and I'm here to prove to him that I'm not." He told her, but he was looking straight at Byakuya.
"Oh?" he asked, his deep voice sounding harder.
"Oh?" mocked Ichigo. "Yeah, I am. Well, first, I want to ask you, why did you let Rukia go to the real world in the first place if you think I'm just there to hurt her?"
Byakuya looked taken aback by that for a fleeting second, but his angry glare came back as soon as it left.
Rukia looked at Byakuya too.
"Yeah, I thought so too. I knew it. You thought I was going to hurt her there and she'd come back running and crying here at Soul Society, right? You thought I'd get rid of her feelings for me. You thought that I'd reject her and she won't want me anymore." he accused, his voice quiet, but high-pitched.
Byakuya's eyes softened.
"Yes. That was the plan. But it looks like I failed at that." he said roughly.
"Nii-sama…" said Rukia gently. Byakuya looked at her as she placed a soft hand on his arm.
"Rukia… I'm only worried that you'd get hurt harder by this boy. I don't want that. I was hoping that he'd let you go when you were just starting to feel for him. That way you won't get hurt harder." he said softly. The servant gaped at him.
"Damn, Kuchiki taicho has a heart." muttered the servant. The three ignored him.
"Ichigo won't do that." she assured him. Ichigo stepped nearer and raised a hand in salute.
"Byakuya, if I ever hurt her, you have every right to hurt me too… Physically." he said. Byakuya stared at him. Rukia giggled.
"I understand." said Byakuya. Rukia smiled at him. "If you do, I'd let senbonzakura get you without you going bankai. Do you agree?"
"Crystal." said Ichigo, wincing at the idea. It happened before. It was a nightmare. Then he placed his hand out, waiting for Byakuya to shake it.
Rukia looked at Byakuya beseechingly. But Byakuya stared at the hand as if it was a dust mite.
"Now that we have that cleared, you better get going Rukia." he said, and nodded for the servant to come with him to the 6th squad.
Rukia rushed to Ichigo as Byakuya and the servant left. Then Ichigo called out to him,
"Can I at least fight back when senbonzakura attacks!?"
Byakuya ignored him as Rukia punched Ichigo flat on the face.
The pitter patter of the water from the faucet irritated her. Karin had just washed her face, and was putting on the clothes when the noise started.
"What the hell—"she grimaced. She put down her top and walked to the bathroom. Her eyebrows knitted together angrily.
She looked at the faucet and roughly tried to close it with one hand.
"Great." she growled as it started dripping again. She shook her wet hair and made a mental note to tell Toushiro about this. He could fix this.
Karin turned her back from it reluctantly and winced as the dripping continued. She was the type of girl who gets irritated at sounds that shouldn't be there.
"DAMN IT!" she burst as she turned back and used both of her hands to twist the knob. Finally, it stopped.
She sighed. And then someone knocked from the door. She put her red hands down the sink and stared at her face.
She quickly grabbed her shirt and put it on her, running to the door.
Then she turned and answered the door.
It was Yumichika and Matsumoto.
"Hey." she greeted. They 'hey-ed' back in unison. Matsumoto eyed her suspiciously.
"What were you doing? You look like someone who just ran a marathon and lost." she said. She laughed at her own joke. Yumichika rolled his eyes and turned to Karin.
"We have a lot of last minute preps to do." he announced, tapping his pad. His face was alight with excitement, just like it always does when he tells someone that he is planning a wedding.
In the past 6 months, they were busy planning tables, drinks, food, kimonos, and sending invites. Karin wasn't really worried until Yumichika actually noted out that they needed these things. Her whole family decided to launch themselves with preparing. Especially Masaki.
"What else is there to do?" asked Karin with a heavy sigh.
"Well, I'm sure you already know this… But your vows are important. Have you made them?" he asked eagerly, as if she would show him.
"Yeah, but I'm not done. Do I have to do this?" she asked beseechingly. Matsumoto patted her supportively.
"Don't worry. I'll help you with that." she winked. Karin grinned at her, a little worried.
"Also, last minute fittings," he paused and eyed the door. "And we have to get going if you want to see that reception and wedding area. I already discussed with the tailor about your Obi problem, so you don't have to worry about that."
Karin nodded. The 'Obi' or the belt that comes with the kimono was too loose for her. It fitted on her first fittings, but she shrunk unbelievably with more dojo practices with the 11th squad.
"Lastly, we have a practice in five hours. Hitsugaya taicho will be there." He added, as if to assure her.
"Really? I imagine that he's busy." she said. Matsumoto and Yumichika laughed.
"Do you think he'd skip practice to work?" asked Matsumoto.
"I guess not." said Karin, a little embarrassed.
"By the way, your dresser will be Matsumoto." said Yumichika quickly. Matsumoto grinned.
"What!? What the heck happened to the one you gave me three months ago!?" she shouted. Yumichika winced.
"She canceled. Apparently, they ran out of white powder." He said apologetically. Karin sighed.
"That's a stupid excuse. I don't care if they use chalk! And Matsumoto has white powder…?"
"Yes. Of course she does. Right, Matsumoto?" he asked, turning to Matsumoto's boobs.
"Haii!" she grinned while giving her a thumbs up.
"We have to get going if we want to be on schedule, Karin. I already told Zaraki taicho about this, so we have the whole day." he said happily.
He turned the door and walked out briskly followed by Matsumoto. Karin looked back at the room and sniffed angrily when she heard the soft pitter patter of water from the faucet start again.
Isshin groaned as he sat up from their bed. Masaki was lying right next to him, naked except for her bra. He smiled at her as he realized that her face was pink and looked contented.
Last night, they had one of their few nights. It was odd that way.
Today was Karin and Toushiro's wedding practice and Isshin and Masaki were required to be there. He had to be up early so that he wouldn't leave the entire excess load on poor Izuru.
"Good morning, Isshin." muttered Masaki next to him. She was smiling, and clutching the bed spread on her. Isshin grinned at her and winked.
"Good morning, love." he said, kissing the top of her forehead. Masaki moved and sat up.
"Are you leaving early?" she asked, using her finger to put small circles on his back. Isshin shivered pleasantly.
"Yeah. I have work to do." he said huskier than usual. Masaki noticed the tone and stuck her tongue out at him.
"Okay, at least let me make you breakfast." she said. Isshin blushed.
"They're serving breakfast in the office..." then his words trailed off as Masaki inched nearer him and whispered in his ear.
"I know you want breakfast." she muttered, her breath fanning his red ears. She giggled and kissed his cheek.
"O-Okay." he breathed as Masaki stood up and let the bed sheet fall from her body.
Toushiro adjusted his black wedding kimono, feeling slightly slurry as he looked out the window. They were going to have a practice, but he'd rather stay at the office and finish his work. He knew that if he let them pile now and tomorrow, he'd have lesser time for a honeymoon with Karin. He huffed and walked out the door.
To his surprise, Karin was standing there, her mouth turned up in a smile. She was holding a flower and her dark eyes twinkling at him.
"Karin?" he asked, as if he were unsure.
"Hey." She greeted. He blushed as he saw that she was eyeing his kimono. Her grin turned wider.
"You're going to the practice?" she asked, amused. Toushiro raised an eyebrow.
"I think I am. Why aren't you there?" he asked this time. Karin laughed, letting the fresh breeze in her lungs.
"I'd rather not." she said.
"Why not?" asked Toushiro gently. A million questions started circling in his head. Was she pulling out? Did something go wrong? Doesn't she want to get married anymore?
"I want to be here… With you." she muttered. Toushiro blinked.
"You know we have to attend that practice." he said. Karin looked away.
"We already had a practice. It's not like we don't know what to do." she said slowly. Toushiro eyed her.
"Karin, is something wrong?" he asked, unsure. Karin looked at him and sniffed the flower on her hand.
"It's our last day of being single. I want to be here with you." she said. Toushiro inched nearer and took her in his arms.
"No, it's the last day 'till the rest of our lives." he said quietly. Karin smiled and looked into his green-blue eyes, taking it in.
"Do you still want to get married?" asked Karin. Toushiro loosened her grip on her.
"What are you talking about?" he asked."Of course I do."
His voice was very firm, as if he felt that Karin didn't want him anymore.
"Just checking." she said, pecking him on the lips. Toushiro put her face between his hands and kissed her back.
It was different this way, as if his kiss were the feeling of a zillion angels kissing back. The force of his lips between hers made her blood pound in her head. Toushiro slowly opened her lips with his mouth. They moved in unison. Karin tangled her hands in Toushiro's white hair.
Just as Toushiro was about to push the door of his office open, Yumichika appeared. He was shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Karin-chan! Hitsugaya taicho! What the HELL are you doing here?! Didn't I say that there was a practice?! I think I did!" he cried. Karin pulled away from Toushiro's lips and felt her face turn red.
Toushiro didn't look embarrassed and as Karin was moving away, he pushed her nearer him. There was no escape.
"Well?" asked Yumichika angrily, demanding an answer. Toushiro glared at him for a second and whispered in Karin's ear.
"I think we should go." he said. Karin nodded, looking back at Yumichika who was tapping his feet impatiently on the ground.
"Okay. Let's go." said Karin louder than she intended. Yumichika pulled her hand and Karin smiled as Toushiro mouthed something at her,
"See you later. I love you."
Karin replied quietly. "I love you too."
And let Yumichika drag her to the practice him muttering angrily incoherent words and a string of profanities.
Toushiro stared back at Karin who was being dragged like a rag doll by the collar. He laughed silently and went back into his house a little reluctantly. It felt like a dream, knowing that in a few hours, he'd be married. And in a few minutes, a practice will take place.
Maybe, if he had a chance, he'd stop time for a while and breathe in. Breathe out. Ease his soul and take everything back in.
He knew it's worth it. He knew that even if he feels a little pressured to have a perfect marriage… He knew that they're relationship is anything but perfect… And he didn't want to change a thing.
HITSUGAYA TOUSHIRO POV
The whole ground was full of flowers, and they were in different colors. Toushiro grinned.
"I managed to gather it the whole night." he said, his words full of pride. Matsumoto looked at him.
"All night?" now that she thought of it, her captain looked tired, and his eyes were red. His robes were dirty too. Luckily, he washed his hands, but there were traces of mud on his fingernails.
Toushiro nodded then picked a flower up.
"Now, I want to surprise Karin this morning, and you have to help me decorate her room." said Toushiro. Matsumoto smiled at him.
I didn't know what got over me as I jumped out of the hotel room they rented for me. Ikkaku was snoring right next to me and I ignored him.
It wasn't the snores that woke me up anyway, it was mainly the fact that, yes, I was getting married today. And no, I wasn't next to Karin. Yesterday, Matsumoto and the others were talking about the 'rules' of marriage. It wasn't my choice, to be honest. But I decided to go along. I have a lot of brilliant plans to get away from their 'guard' Madarame, anyway.
But today, I couldn't stand not seeing Karin before I get married? Who cares about unspoken rules? They mean nothing.
I just jumped out of the second floor and unto the damp grass below. The hotel room Yumichika rented was for our honeymoon, but they decided to let me stay here since Karin lost her room at the 11th squad. It was like nothing. Not even adrenaline crossed my path as I fell like a dead bird to the ground. I was silent like a cat, nothing but the mere sounds of the howling wind that made my ears pound.
I looked at the moon, and it seemed to already want to bid its goodbyes. Today, at exactly 3 am, I ran, my heart thumping with excitement for the first time in days to the horizon… To Karin.
At the path way, I looked over at my shoulder and saw a small vending shop that seemed closed for the night. It sold flowers and my eyes brightened instantly. I walked over, the gravel and rocks crunching at my toes and knocked at the window.
Behind it was a small house fit for a servant, and I tried not to wince thinking about living there.
"Hello?" I asked apprehensively. Nobody answered. I thumped again, this time much harder and louder. Finally, a response.
"Who the HELL is calling at 3 am in the morning?" he shouted. I gulped. Not very encouraging.
As a captain, I am expected to be respectful to the souls at Soul Society, and I didn't plan on pissing him off. In fact, given the shop, I expected a small, sweet little girl who would be willing to sell me flower at 3 am in the morning. Apparently, it's too rude to ask as much.
"It's Hitsugaya taicho, looking for flower services." I called out, my voice strong and firm. That was my power; I can be calm and collective at times. I pride myself of that. I smiled at myself, pleased.
There was silence at the other end, and my superior hearing heard the sounds off nudging and groaning.
"Be right there, Hitsugaya taicho." he called out back in a different tone. I smirked.
Suddenly, the door opened to reveal a disheveled looking teenage boy. He looked about 13 (which was probably not the case) and his brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail. His black eyes stared at me flatly with an I-just-woke-up stare.
"Yes? May I help you, sir?" he asked. His voice was different from a while ago, and my suspicion arouse as I realized that the man just woke up a kid to do his dirty work.
"I need some flowers… For a girl. My bride actually." I said dripping with happiness as I said the 'b' word out loud.
He stared at me and crossed his arms.
"Do you know what you want?" he asked rudely. I stared at him as I felt my smile slide from my face. I raised an eyebrow.
"No. I want you to make one for me." I said. He sighed.
"You want me to make one for you." He repeated skeptically. I gulped inwardly. What? Was there a trick required?
"Is that how it works?" I asked sounding stupid. He smiled smugly at me.
"If you want it. But I can do it for you… it's just that naturally, the men who come here are the ones who get their brides and girlfriends the flowers. I just wrap it with the paper." he added with a shy grin. I stared at the million flowers surrounding me and I nodded.
"I'll get to it then." I said. He stared again.
"You don't want to know the price?" he asked looking at my wallet that I took out of my pocket. I smiled.
"Not really." I said, and picked the nearest flower. It was a tall green calla lily. He smiled. Just like his eyes.
I opened the window with a slight creak. They always left it open, but it was well known to both of them that their window was creaky. I stared at the figure on the bed and knelt next to her.
Karin's black hair was like octopus' tentacles and her skin was a smooth as ever. She was clutching a piece of paper, and the trash bin at her side was over flowing with paper. I smiled. It was probably the vows.
I too struggled with the vows last night. In fact, it wasn't anywhere near easy when Ikkaku looks over at my shoulder and starts laughing.
"That sucks taicho-san! It's too sweet. You have to put more eroticism in it. You know… About how her neck cranes like a flamingo when—"
I have to shut him up with the glare at any point where he starts making suggestions. He just didn't know… It wasn't like that. Well, it's not like I didn't think of her that way. I am a man now, and naturally, my brain functions like every other man.
My eyes trained at the loose night gown of Karin, and I blushed. Skin was showing everywhere, and I knew that I would never ever let her go out in public like that. Karin was modest; she kept everything on the low. But if she just knew how… sexy… she is, I dare think of the men that would see her like this.
Slowly and in a tiptoe, I reached for a vase near the corner and put the flowers in it. I picked them out very carefully. It didn't matter that they weren't proportioned or were they flower arrangement worthy. I picked them because each of them had a meaning. The green-blue calla lilies, the red roses from which I tore out of the bushes for her the night I proposed to her, the white sampaguitas, the baby's breath, and even to add some drama, I inserted three pieces of weeds inside.
He placed it right next to her and smiled at her. She was grinning too, and a small amount of saliva slithered down her cheek. I held back a laugh. She turned to the other side and she gave out a small laugh.
I stopped smiling, thinking she was awake.
"Karin?" I asked, unsure.
She laughed again, a tinkling happy laugh I saw her do when she is truly happy. Then she turned back at me, her eyes still closed, still in a dream and she muttered,
Then she giggled again.
I wish I knew what she was dreaming.
But I guess I'd never know. Maybe I can get it out from her.
We have a lot of time… A century of a time… A world of a time… We have all the time in the world.
I sat next to her for the next hours, waiting for her to show any signs of talking. I was crazy, I know, because I never heard a peep out of her again.
Slowly, I traced her lips with my ring finger. I thought about her and how in a few hours we'd be one. She was going to be my wife. The only woman in the world who will be in charge of me. Naturally, It'd be my mother. But I don't know where my mother is.
I thought about how I want kids with her. Maybe three would be fantastic. She'd be the mother and I'd be the father, the provider. She can stay at home, away from the hectic world out there. I'd keep her in my arms with her round belly.
I sniffed happily. It was really stupid. I wanted to kiss her but then she stirred and rubbed her eyes. I jumped out of the window.
KUROSAKI KARIN POV
Today, I woke up with flowers at my bedside. The smell of it was spinning in my brain, and I felt the need to turn over and go back to sleep. Suddenly, I just remembered…
I'm getting married today!
I sat up, my hair in tangles and instinctively reached for my side. Of course, Toushiro wasn't there. Yumichika and Matsumoto say that it's an unspoken rule that the bride and the groom shouldn't sleep in the same room the night before.
I for one was a little annoyed by that fact, but unfortunately, Toushiro agreed fully. It's not fair.
But thank God, I found that I'm not afraid of the dark. I've been sleeping alone for months now, and I thought that I forgot how. And also, I had to get my vows done. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO WRITE VOWS? Damn.
I stared at the over flowing trash bin next to me and grimaced. Last night, I managed to write a Vow to Toushiro. It was a real chore, because I'm not much of a write. Ask Yuzu.
I looked out the window and smiled as I realized that the sun was already up. I hated waking in the middle of the night. Today, it will be perfect. I will get married and spend the rest of my night… err… I mean, life, with Hitsugaya Toushiro. 10th squad captain.
And I, Kurosaki Karin, will be known as the girl who married the cute Whitey-chan captain. No buts about it.
I lay down again, and smelled the flowers right next to me. Now that I was fully conscious, I can't help but smile at the bouquet next to me. It had so much meaning. I knew it myself as I remembered the morning I woke and the night I slept. The day he proposed.
I clutched the duvet closer to my and started laughing hysterically. Nothing was funny at all. I was just purely, unconditionally and annoyingly happy. For the first time, I felt like nothing was going to go wrong. I knew that I had a man next to me now. He won't hurt me.
And I love him.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a loud horn sounded outside. I jumped out of the bed and ran to the window. I didn't notice that my gown was loose when Matsumoto and Rukia popped out of the window, both of them carrying horns. They grabbed my night gown and flung me out the window.
I fell flat on the nearby bush and coughed.
"GOOD MORNING, BRIDE-CHAAAN!!" they both screamed in my ear. I put my hands on both my ears and grimaced at them.
"God, do you have anything better to do?" I asked both of them. I wasn't angry… Just annoyed. I fixed my night gown and let them help me out of the bush.
They both grinned like crazy.
"How do you feel?" asked Rukia.
"Are you ready?" asked Matsumoto.
"Do you want champagne? It calms the nerves."
"Do you want a massage?"
"I haven't seen Hitsugaya taicho, but I'm pretty sure he looks handsome—"
"Yeah! He has always been handsome, right—"
"How would you know—"
"It's not about you—"
They went on at it, and I couldn't even understand half of what they said because after I heard 'Hitsugaya taicho', the rest was all "Blah blah".
"Shut up, both of you." I said in an irritated tone.
They both stopped and Matsumoto jumped up and down.
"Oh Karin, you're getting married! I can't believe it." she injected. Rukia looked like her face was getting stretched from smiling.
"You don't seem so happy." she noted. I raised an eyebrow.
"I am happy. In fact, I am very very happy." I said. They looked at each other.
"Did you see the flowers?" asked Matsumoto. I smiled. They smiled.
"Yes! They made me very dizzy, but I liked the gesture." I promised them. Matsumoto stuck a tongue out.
"We weren't the one who put it in. Taicho did." she said, a little huffily. Rukia nodded.
"Yeah, we were supposed to do it, but Hitsugaya taicho actually beat us to it," she sighed. "It breaks all the rules. But I'm sure it's not that bad luck."
I turned away from them and my eyes widened. Toushiro did that? He didn't even wake me? Or leave a note? Was he trying to make me more nervous?
As if reading my mind, Rukia put her head on my shoulder and said dreamily,
"Of course, he didn't wake you. I mean, he didn't want you to know. He just wanted to see you before you get married."
Matsumoto jumped in front of me and bit her lip.
"Anyway, Yumichika says to grab you and take you to Ikkaku and his room." she said mischief alight in her eyes, as if when I decide to NOT do it, she would take measures into her own hands. I wondered what she's planning. I decided not to test it.
"Okay…" I said, and watched as her eyes turned disappointed for a second. And then it turned mischievously again.
Rukia took her head off my shoulders and locked her arms around me, giving me a grin.
"Let's go get your hair and makeup done!" she shouted in my ear. I winced.
"W-Wait, we have twelve hours 'till the wedding!" I protested as my voice cracked. Matsumoto smiled at me, her eyes narrowed.
"Honey, you do know that we have a lot of work to do, do you?" she said, scrutinizing me from head to toe. I suddenly felt self conscious in my night gown. I became aware that I haven't even shaved my legs.
"Fine." I sighed defeated as they walked me to the 11th squad.
The walk was short. And it pissed me off.
"No! Please no!" I groaned as Matsumoto started puffing her powder puff on my nose. I stared at the mirror.
It has been three hours. So far, I got the basics done. Yumichika was nuts about making me look beautiful. He himself washed my hair with his 'strawberry' shampoo. I wondered why he uses scented shampoo for his hair, but I dare not ask. He might start pulling.
His hands were soft with my hair, but I felt like he was pounding it in. After he rinsed it, he snapped at Rukia to shave my legs. She grimaced. I grimaced.
"Excuse me? What am I, a servant?" she asked angrily. Yumichika raised an eyebrow.
"Today you are." he said. And added wrinkling his nose, "It's so not beautiful."
After she did it, my legs were cold and I shivered as Yumichika splashed a whole bucket on me. He didn't even seem to care that I was naked. Another added to my theory, that he indeed is gay. Naturally, a normal boy would start blushing. But he rolled his eyes and splashed it on my without asking me to hang on. The water was frikin' cold, I might add.
Matsumoto was waiting for me with the makeup kit and I felt my heart thump harder when I saw that she was holding up a pair of tweezers. She was eyeing my eyebrows.
"Karin." she greeted at my towel bound body.
"Rangiku…" I greeted back curtly, but my tone was afraid. Matsumoto laughed.
"Don't worry. It's either this or hot wax. And I'm telling you, tweezing is less painful. Waxing is one pull of hot pain and despair." she said in a scary ass tone.
"Okay, just make sure to be gentle." I said.
I wondered how Yuzu did it by herself. She didn't even wince. And I did… A lot.
Finally, it's the makeup. She put on my face the whitest powder she could find. It reminded me of the geishas at the bars. They seemed to feel happy hiding their face behind the gunk.
I looked at the mirror again, and felt my eyes widen. Matsumoto, Rukia and Yumichika smiled at me as they held up my kimono.
"You look beautiful, Karin." said Yumichika. The others nodded. I took the Kimono and they waited for me to put it on.
When I was done, I turned in the mirror and I started crying, ignoring the roars of protests from Matsumoto. The giggles from Rukia. And the angry banter from Yumichika.
I ignored the words bubbling from their mouths. I even especially tried not to wince when Matsumoto says that I have to get my makeup done again.
God, I'm getting married.
Matsumoto slowly opened the door to the venue. She left Karin with Rukia and Yumichika for last minute preparations. She looked around and nodded, pleased with the set up. The sake cup was placed in front of the minister. He was sitting on the chair, and reading an ancient looking book. The minister, of course, was Yamamato sotaicho.
He's eyes were trained on the page, and he didn't look up when Matsumoto stood in front of him.
"Sotaicho, why are you so early?" she asked. Matsumoto was pretty sure that he was supposed to be there in an hour. But naturally, it really is in 3 hours. Gathering takes time, and she's really shocked that he's there that early.
He finally looked up, his small black eyes glaring. Well, it looked like glaring, but really he just looked at her.
"I was told to be here. Hitsugaya taicho and Kurosaki Karin's wedding will be in a hour." he said. Matsumoto blushed.
"Ah sir, actually, it's in three hours." she said, trying not to wince when he stood up suddenly. His height was unbelievable up close. Even if he's pretty old, he looks young. Just ignore that white beard and such.
"I see." he said, his voice slightly roughened up. Matsumoto felt sorry for the idiot who told him it was in an hour.
"You can come back in three hours, sir." she muttered, looking down. Yamamato smiled. Matsumoto blushed. Rarely, a smile creeps on his face.
"Actually, I'm really very entertained with these books that Madarame Ikkaku gave me. I was hoping to get more to pass the time." he said lightly. Matsumoto burst laughing in the inside. Yamamato eyed her as if he actually heard it.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Choujiro, his fukutaicho jumped out of his chair and ran out of the door.
"Uh." wondered Matsumoto. Yamamato sat down again, and picked up the book he was reading a while ago and started reading again. She hovered slowly away.
"See you later, Rangiku-san." he said gently. Matsumoto nodded and excited the room. Choujiro greeted her and went in carrying a pile of cracked books. Matsumoto laughed again, this time loudly, when she saw a title.
KNITTING FOR IDIOTS
They heaved a sigh of relief when Karin didn't cry again when she looked in front of the window and smiled. Yumichika grinned and laughed heartily for no reason at all. Then he stopped and muttered about it being un-beautiful.
Rukia roped her arms around Karin and smiled.
"You look fabulous, Karin." she said, astonished at what a little work could do. Did I say a little? I meant a lot.
"Well, I know." said Karin, sounding like a celebrity who was told that her movie rocked. Yumichika sighed again.
"That took a lot of willpower, but thankfully we got it through." he said, scolding Karin for being emotional. Karin stuck her tongue out, careful not to touch the red paint on her lips.
"Well, thank you, then." she said, in a mocking angry tone.
The door opened and Masaki entered, carrying a piece of cloth, dabbing her eyes. She looked like she just burst out of tears suddenly. Karin grimaced as Masaki enveloped her in a tight bear hug.
"Mom… Yeah, mom. I know, I'm getting married. I know I know. You're chocking me, mother." she gasped out, patting her mother's back. Masaki let go and smiled at her daughter.
"Oh, Karin. I'm so happy for you. To think you broke up in the first place." said Masaki, in a chocked voice. Karin raised an eyebrow.
"Thank you, mother." she said, blushing as Matsumoto and Yumichika raised an eyebrow at her.
"I brought you something." said Masaki, and with a swift hand took out from her pocket a flowered hair comb. It was pink, but the small light blue diamonds at the side complimented the flowers. Karin gasped.
"Mom, that's—" she blurted out.
"It's my wedding comb. It took some time clearing boxes to find it. I want you to use it for your wedding. Maybe you can give it to a future daughter." said Masaki with a wink. Karin grinned and took it, carefully handing it to Yumichika to put it on her hair.
"Thank you." she whispered. Masaki started tearing up again.
"Karin, listen, I know I was missing in your life for so long. I wasn't there to see you cry or laugh or even see you go to high school. I wasn't there in your soccer matches, or you're first date to cheer you on. I wasn't there when you had your first heartache. Or was there when you went to Soul Society…" she said. Karin listened, remembering every bit of all the years she spent on earth.
"But, I was here when you got back with Toushiro. When you became a shinigami. I was here. But you know what? It's not enough. Now that you are getting married, I feel like a real mother again. Someone who holds her daughter's hand when she needs it the most. I'm very happy for you, and you can't imagine how happy I am right now." she said slowly, taking Karin's hand at the right moment and clutching it into her heart. Karin felt a hot tear in her eye, and Masaki swiftly wiped it like an expert away from her eyes.
"I love you, baby girl." said Masaki gently, and Karin hugged her and sniffed.
"I love you too, mom." she muttered and felt Masaki shake again with tears.
They didn't mention Yuzu in their mother and daughter moment. It wasn't the time for more tears, or for mourning. It was time for a wedding… In exactly 30 minutes.
Toushiro put on his black matrimony kimono and smoothed his hair back. He was alone in his hotel room. Ikkaku was out, handling the sotaicho. He was given the map to the venue, even if Toushiro knew it well enough.
He breathed in deeply and gulped. He was nervous as he brushed imaginary lint off his robe.
Yama-jin was now watching Toushiro, and so was Soi Fon and Byakuya.
"Tell me, are my sources true?"
Toushiro bowed his head. Was he going to say the thing that will lose him his job?
He had to choose.
He had to choose his priority.
Karin… Or Soul Society?
Somehow he knew the answer, he was just finding a hard time saying it out loud.
He jumped up and down, as if he was prepping himself for a battle and took Hyourinmaru to his side. He felt its icy swords wrap around him, and he felt calm instantly.
If you are reading this, I am now at Rukongai. You are probably wondering why I left… Well, I'm going to tell you right now. I got your sotaicho hell butterfly message and I know now that I have to leave. Not tomorrow, but right now.
I'm doing this because I don't want you to get hurt. I want you to stay a captain. I want you to rule Soul Society… I want you to be happy.
And to do that, I will sacrifice. I love you, Toushiro. It seems uncanny that I'm saying this now… But I really do. And I know that I will never find someone else like you.
He looked out the window and watched as the sun slowly moved an inch. It was time.
"I love you, Karin." he said, his voice tiny. Karin looked at him again, this time her eyes wide.
"W-What?" she asked.
"I love you, damn it!" he burst. He looked so upset that Karin couldn't stand looking at him. Then Karin went nearer to him, Toushiro didn't move. He watched as she went nearer. Slowly…
Then she was right in front of him. Toushiro looked at her, her dark eyes connecting to his.
"Karin…" he whispered. Karin enveloped him in a hug, Toushiro gasped.
"Toushiro… I love you too… That's why im letting you go." she whispered. Toushiro felt her grip his robes then a slight sob. "I want you to be a captain… Continue you're job, Toushiro… This place needs you more than I…"
"Didn't you hear what I said?" asked Toushiro. Karin felt him tighten his grip on her… As if he was afraid of letting go.
Karin pushed him off gently, then held his hand, their eyes connected together. Toushiro saw a lone tear stream down her eyes.
"I did… Toushiro… We will always be whole. We will always be together… Though we are not together, we will be connected by our bonds." she said. Toushiro gripped her hand.
"Don't do this, Karin." he said, almost begging. Karin released his hands, and they seemed cold after they took off from each other.
"I'm sorry." she said, then she turned away. "Please, leave me…"
"Karin…" he muttered. In desperation, he bent down on his knees. "Don't leave me."
He stared at the door and felt his palms turn sweaty. He reached for it and went out to the street. His pace was slow, yet it felt really quick. The kids at the side, carrying candy bags stared at his garb and Toushiro turned to smile at them. They looked back in shock. One kid even said,
"Look! It's Hitsugaya taicho. I heard he's getting married today."
Toushiro grinned at himself and walked faster, away from the staring eyes.
"I never expected picking up a soccer ball and handing it back to a human would get me this far." he said. Karin giggled. "Kurosaki Karin, I love you."
Karin blushed and squeezed his hand.
"I love you more, Hitsugaya Toushiro."
"That's why I was hoping that maybe… If you want… You could be my wife?" he said, his words in a stutter. Karin stared at him in shock.
He turned to the corner and shunpoed. He felt free, and ignored the shouts below him as he dashed from roof to roof. He's going to be late… For his own wedding.
Yumichika frantically swept the whole building, screaming at people in the process.
"God damn it! Where the hell is Hitsugaya taicho!?" he screamed. Someone who was carrying a crate of sake bottles jumped and almost dropped it. Yumichika glared at him.
"Have you seen the groom?" he cried angrily. The poor kid shook his head and scurried away. Yumichika seethed and kicked the wall with all his might.
"Agh!" he gasped as he realized that it was painful.
"I thought the 11th squad would be stronger." muttered someone behind him. Yumichika turned and was about to shout at the person when he realized it was Nemu. Nemu, the 12th squad fukutaicho.
Her hair was braided, and she was smiling at him. Yumichika blushed. Nemu was what he called, "Beautiful". In fact, he really liked her. He just didn't have the guts to say it out loud.
"Hey, Nemu-chan." he said. Then he added hesitantly, "Have you seen Hitsugaya taicho?"
Nemu nodded her head slowly and looked at the her left.
"I actually passed by him a few seconds ago. He just went to the venue. Why?" she asked. Yumichika sighed gratefully.
"I-I… Nothing." he said, and slapped himself for being ugly. Nemu grinned at him.
"Well, I have to go to Kurotsuchi taicho. He wants to watch the wedding with me." she said, turning away. Yumichika blushed again.
"W-Wait! You want me to come with you?" he asked. He slapped himself again.
Nemu's eyes turned brighter.
"That would be my pleasure." she said, her light voice turning higher. Yumichika smiled, and then took her arm to his.
"By the way, you look Beautiful today." he said. Nemu laughed.
"Oh yeah, I just got medicated earlier this morning. I'm supposed to look beautiful." she said. Yumichika winced, but smiled all the same.
Karin put her hand on 3rd squad captain Kurosaki Isshin taicho's arm and squeezed it gently.
"Don't be afraid." she said, mostly to herself. Isshin smiled at her.
"Yeah. My daughter is getting married, why would I be afraid?" he stated. Karin giggled.
"You know, I don't mind walking by myself." she said. Isshin raised an eyebrow at her.
"And I don't care if you mind walking by yourself. I'm walking you to the altar, young lady." he teased. Karin laughed with him.
"Dad, I'm sure I don't tell you this much… But I love you, dad." she said. Isshin smiled.
"I know. I love you too. Even when you screamed at me that you don't." he said. Karin blushed.
The doors opened, and the sounds of the organ sounded. Karin closed her eyes for a second, and opened it, letting the scene blend in her eyes.
"Oh, God." she whispered. Isshin nudged her supportively.
The room was filled with people. At the side, the captains and the vice captains looked cool and collective in their shinigami uniforms. The people at the back were normal people. People Karin was sure that Toushiro helped or was known to in the past.
All their eyes trained on her, but Karin looked in front and spotted Toushiro's white hair. She melted. His eyes were green-blue, which never failed to stun her. He was smiling at her, but she could see the sweat pouring on his forehead. Karin smiled back.
Toushiro looked at her with all his might and he wanted to jump and grab her and leave the room for them to be alone. But it was time. And she looked fantastic. He couldn't even control his hands as they shook uncontrollably.
Finally, she reached him and she gave him a small smile.
"Karin." he mouthed. He thought about his vows. He memorized it.
Karin, I promised to love you with all my heart. Even if you get cold, I'd be there to make you warm. I'd support you and take care of you. I want children with you. I want you to be happy. I have never been the perfect boy for you, yet you gave me your heart back. I don't deserve someone as perfect like you, but yet you keep on reminding me that I am.
Kurosaki Karin, you know I love you. If I ever hurt you, I give you the permission to hurt me back. If I ever make you sad, I give you the permission to make me sad. If I ever cause you physical pain, I give you the permission to kill me.
With all the love and strength I have. I will be your protector, your angel… As long as we are both alive.
"Toushiro." she mouthed back. Unsaid words, yet she heard them all the same, so she thought about her vows too.
Toushiro, I'm really stupid you know. I'm clumsy, I get grouchy, I even punch people I love when I am. But still, you hold my hand, you control me and make me feel warmth. Our love will forever be, but still I wonder if you ever will stay that way. I shouldn't… I trust you.
You know what people say? They say that I am not worthy of you… Yet, you make me feel like the person that everyone else loves. I hear you whisper in my ear every night we are together… And sometimes, you make me feel like a real princess… Please don't.
I love you, Toushiro. And I look forward to seeing your green-blue eyes and you're whitey-chan hair every single day of my entire life. And maybe you would too… but I don't think you'd see anything special here.
Yamamato gave them both a wink and he raised his arms.
"Ladies and gentlemen…"
A/N: Wow! OMG. That's the longest chapter ive ever written. 10,520 words. xD I'm very happy. Yeah, I know. The story ain't over yet, folks. But please review!! While we are at it, please read the first two chapters of 'Mistakes'. Support support!
In a week, I will post the epilogue which is dedicated to Hinatasbf, whom I owe the chapter to for 7 months. Lol. Yeah yeah, time to get off the computer. My back hurts.
I'm sorry again for those I pissed. It did take me 4 months to get this chapter done. Stupid me, right?