La Corda D'Oro is not mine. It rightfully belongs to Kure Yuki and KOEI, as we all know. ^_^


Salut d'Amour

A La Corda D'Oro FanFiction

By: White Melancholy (formerly chocolateicecream301)


A month later…

"Kaho-chan!!!" Mio opened the door to Kahoko's changing room, with her usual excited eyes, "It's almost time!! You only have 30 minutes or so now!!"

"Eh?? Seriously??" Kahoko – who is currently being 'prettied up' by some makeup artists and hairstylist hired by the Yunoki females – said in surprise.

"Of course I'm serious!!" Mio said, chuckling, "I'm not the type of person that makes pranks about these things…and especially not to the bride!! You have enough to be nervous about, right? Even I'm nervous – although I'm just one of your bridesmaids…"

"Obviously," Kahoko said, "I'm already scared of tripping on that glamorously long dress and its long train!! And my hair!! It's so uncomfortable!!!"

"Kahoko-sama…" one of the makeup artists said. She had been trying to put lipstick on her – but unable to do so since she kept on talking.

"Ah, I'm sorry," Kahoko apologized to the makeup artist and shut her mouth immediately.

After the lipstick was put on her, her makeup was finally done. She just had to wait for the hairstylist to finish with her hair, and then they'll put on her dress – her highly uncomfortable long dress with an impossibly long train – or at least that's how she described it to her friends. Even Mio, who is still in the room, didn't know how it looks like. In a while, the hairstylist finally stuck the final hairpin, then murmuring a 'done' to Kahoko. Kahoko sighed heavily, making Mio chuckle. The people hired to pretty her up was also a bit amused of her actions, but they didn't dare to laugh at her, and went away to fetch the dressmaker and her fashionable assistants instead.

They came in with a white dress, a long one indeed, but Mio couldn't observe the details before Kahoko put it on. Once she did, she realized that this dress really is a glamorous one. It must have cost a fortune to get that made. It was a strapless, A-line corset back gown with sweetheart neckline. It had an asymmetrical bodice with rich scalloped lace. Rhapsody taffeta wraps across the body with a fluted fall decorated with a nice flower – one made out of the same fabric – on the side hip. The very thing that made the dress special is the cascading waterfall of the scalloped lace and pleated taffeta tiers at the side, which fell over gently into the chapel train. The dressmaker looked pleased with how it looked on Kahoko, and sent her assistants to do something.

Soon enough, the dressmaker's assistants came back with a set of jewelries – a white tiara, a necklace, and a pair of dangly earrings. They all had diamonds attached to them, and Mio could only wonder whether they are real or not. Kahoko just stood still while they put the necklace and earrings on her, and while they stuck the tiara in her pulled up red hair. Then they led her to a full-length mirror to make her look at her reflection. She looked at the Kahoko on the mirror in wonder. After a minute or two of staring, she still couldn't believe that it was her own reflections she was seeing. It was too beautiful to be her.

"Five minutes!!" Mio said out loud, looking at the silver watch she wore.

"Five minutes??" Kahoko said, turning to look at Mio in disbelief. Mio nodded, unable to say a thing, stunned by how beautiful Kahoko looked. Once she recovered, she immediately exclaimed in glee.

"Oh my god!! Kaho-chan you look so beautiful!!!!" She tried her best not to go and hug her friend, since it would ruin her beautifully made up dress. "And you look ready to go out there."

"Not quite yet," the dressmaker said, "Stay still."

Kahoko stayed still, and the dressmaker attached her transparent veil to the tiara. After that, she backed away.

"Now you're ready," she said, smiling, obviously pleased.


Mio opened the door and looked back at Kahoko.

"Your father is here to escort you," Mio said, "I'll be going then!! I do have to go in first with the others…"

"See you later, then, Mio," Kahoko said, looking at Mio before she disappeared, and her father came in, replacing her.

"Are you ready, Kaho?" her father asked. Kahoko nodded in response.

"Yes, otou-san."

Then her father held her hand out and led her to the entrance of the church. At first Kahoko thought their wedding would be done in a traditional Japanese way, but they thought it was too complicated and arranged for a normal Christian wedding despite the fact that they weren't even Christians. The bridesmaids were already lined up in front of the entrance when she arrived. They smiled and winked at her before they walked forward slowly, following the rhythm of the song played by none other than Shimizu Keiichi. Kahoko recognized the song as the one he played for her in a church when they had a summer camp years ago – the first movement, Prelude, of Bach's Suite for Violoncello Solo No. 1. She smiled at the memory. It was a very nice piece, but then it stopped and the song changed into another one of Bach's pieces, Air on the G String. It was played by the string ensemble she managed to gather with Len and Shimizu's help. From the look on her father's face, she knew that it was time.

'God, I pray to you… Please do not let me fall…' Kahoko pleaded in her mind, walking down the aisle in a practiced way towards the handsome being that is going to be her husband soon. The audience stood up at the sight of her. Some were smiling, some had jealous expressions, probably because they were harboring feelings for her husband-to-be. Before she knew it, she was already in front of the altar. She took a glance towards her mother, and saw her watery eyes. She would probably be crying soon. Then she looked at her father. He gave her that smile, one that contains both happiness and sadness. She gave her father a kiss on the cheek before he let go of her hand, handing her over to Azuma.

The moment Kahoko entered the room, Azuma was stunned. He has never seen her in her wedding dress, since his sisters were the ones designing their clothes for today, and they didn't want him to see the design for her dress. The dress made her look like a goddess – now he knows why Kaji kept on labeling her that – and she will soon belong to him fully. In no time, she had reached him, and as he held out his hand for her to take, he saw her blushing madly under that transparent veil. He smirked inwardly. When she took his hand, he whispered, just loud enough for her to hear.

"You look like a goddess, Kahoko," he said, and her face got even redder than it usually is. He smiled in amusement at his success, before he led her up to the altar. The reverend talked for a while for everybody to hear, but they both ignored him, lost in their own thoughts, and before they know it, it was time for them to exchange their vows.

"Do you, Yunoki Azuma, take this woman, Hino Kahoko, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward – for better, for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

"I do," Azuma said, smiling at Kahoko, seeing her blush yet again under her veil.

"Do you, Hino Kahoko, take this man, Yunoki Azuma, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward – for better, for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

"I do," Kahoko said. She sighed inwardly, relieved. She was so nervous that she would have been stuttering if she doesn't get a hang of it. But it's not over yet. There's still another line she had to say – and she must not stutter.

Soon enough, a little girl wearing a plain white dress went forward, carrying a dark purple pillow with two rings made out of white gold on top of it. She walked over to the reverend, stopping in front of him.

"The wedding ring is the outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual bond which unites two loyal hearts in endless love. It is a seal of the vows Yunoki Azuma-san and Hino Kahoko-san have made to one another," the reverend said, "Bless these rings, so that they who give them, and who wear them, may ever abide in thy peace; living together in unity, love and happiness for the rest of their lives."

Then the little girl walked over to the reverend's side. The reverend turned and took one of the rings from the pillow, giving it to Azuma with a nod. Azuma looked at him, taking the ring and looked back to Kahoko.

"Hino Kahoko, I offer you this ring as a symbol of our vows. With all that I am and all that I have, I promise you faith, patience, and love for the rest of my life," Azuma said while slipping the ring to Kahoko's left ring finger. Then the reverend took the other ring and gave it to Kahoko, smiling to her. Kahoko took the ring nervously, giving a nervous smile back to the reverend before looking at Azuma.

"Yunoki Azuma, I offer you this ring as a symbol of our vows. With all that I am and all that I have, I promise you faith, patience, and love for the rest of my life," Kahoko said, slipping the ring to Azuma's left ring finger as well. Azuma could very well see that she was blushing for the umpteenth time today.

The reverend smiled at the couple, before continuing his words.

"In as much as you have each pledged to the other your lifelong commitment, love and devotion, I pronounce you husband and wife," he said, and looked at Azuma, "You may now kiss the bride."

Azuma went about a step forward so that he's only inches in front of Kahoko. He lifted her veil, revealing her blushing face, and smiled at her.

"What are you so embarrassed about?" Azuma whispered, just loud enough for Kahoko to hear, although his voice didn't have the mocking edge it usually has.

"N-Nothing…" she answered, red-faced, "I-It's just a bit embarrassing to kiss in public, d-don't you think?"

"It's not like we haven't done it before," Azuma retorted, tilting her chin upwards so that she would face him, "Just ignore all those people, and you'll be just fine."

He smiled at her once before kissing her fully on the lips. At first, Kahoko was nervous – really nervous, and embarrassed at the same time. But after she felt his lips against hers, she didn't care anymore. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he placed his free hand on her waist. The audience seemed to be happy about this public display of affection, and they gave a loud applause to the couple. Before she knew it, the kiss was over, and they were facing the clapping audience.

She looked at all the people in front of her. Her mother was crying in happiness, her father trying to calm her down, and her new father-in-law simply clapping, all the while gazing at his son with a smile on his face. Next to them were her siblings and siblings-in-law with their companions, clapping for her and Azuma. Last but not least, she looked at her best friends, clapping while either grinning or smiling at her. Hihara was whistling, embarrassingly, and it made Kahoko chuckle out loud. Soon enough, she started to cry in happiness, but she didn't realize it until she touched her damp cheeks.

"Oh, God, am I crying?" Kahoko whispered to no one in particular. Azuma heard it loud and clear, though.

"You seem to be," he answered in the same hushed tone, "What's this? You didn't even realize that you were crying?"

Kahoko looked up at Azuma's smiling face, pouting, "Hey, don't go mocking me in public just because I'm your wife now…"

"I wouldn't want to spend too much time on this," Azuma said, "Anyway, we still have to go down the aisle again… As long as we're up here, they're not leaving."

"Well… That's tru-eek!!! What on earth are you trying to do???" Kahoko shrieked in surprise when Azuma suddenly lifted her up, carrying her down the aisle in bridal style, of course.

"Carrying you, obviously," Azuma said, the audience's clapping becoming even louder after seeing him carry his bride. He carried her all the way to the entrance of the church. People started gathering up around them. Seems like it's time for the bouquet throwing.

"Who should I throw this to?" Kahoko asked, looking at the flock of people in front of her.

"Just throw it somewhere and get it over with," Azuma responded quietly. Kahoko took his idea into consideration before she saw Mio standing in between the crowd. She grinned before throwing it in her general direction, wishing that she caught it. She had always been the romantic one between them all, so she would be extremely happy. Kahoko threw the bouquet with enough strength to let it reach her light-haired friend.

She caught it.

And she squealed in joy when she did.


The couple's honeymoon was in the exotic island called Bali. And they are staying in an overly luxurious villa rented – if not owned – by the Yunoki family. They got to use a private jet – yes, a private jet – as a ride. They got a very private villa near the beach. A very clean beach to add to that, unlike some other crowded ones with crowds of people. They'll stay there for a little more than a week, since they can't afford to waste more time. They are both busy people.

But then, it was all very...


Yes, that's the word for it. Private jet, private villa, private beach…

Well, private is a good term to describe the Yunoki family, anyway. It wasn't a big surprise.

"Too much thinking will make you age faster."

Kahoko turned around to the sight of her beautiful husband leaning against the doorframe with a rare smile on his face – it was one he reserved for her, she realized. Of course, she smiled back to him and got up.

"If too much thinking makes people age faster, you should probably be sixty by now," Kahoko retorted when she was close enough to him. Azuma just chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist loosely. They stayed like that for a while, gazing into each other's eyes, before suddenly Azuma tightened his embrace, pressing Kahoko closer to his body. Kahoko settled her over his neck while she looked up at him.

"You have that predatory look on your face."

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Azuma said seductively, smirking.

"You're not actually expecting me to say it, are you?"

"You're free to do so," Azuma said lightly, "But if you don't want to, you can skip to the fun part."

Kahoko shook her head, "I can't believe you."

"And I have no idea what you're talking about," Azuma said, "I don't understand it at all."

"I know you do! Stop playing with me!" Kahoko said playfully. Azuma chuckled.

"Let's stop talking now, okay?" Azuma said, before he leaned down to place a kiss on Kahoko's lips. While kissing – or making out – he lifted her as she wrapped her legs around him. When they reached the bedroom, he placed her on the giant bed, pulling away to look at her face.

"What's with the thoughtful look?" Kahoko asked, smiling beautifully like always.

Azuma hesitated before answering, "Sometimes I think I don't deserve you."

"Why not?" Kahoko said, chuckling, "And too much thinking will make you age faster."

Azuma started to laugh.

"Now why are you laughing??"

"Going on a real honeymoon trip really is more fun than a fake one…"


They had come back to Japan after the honeymoon, surprising their – mostly Kahoko's – parents about their decision of moving to England. Of course the Yunokis were not surprised because that is where Azuma works, but Kahoko's parents didn't know that.

Kahoko was fine with the idea, because no matter where she stays permanently, she would be travelling around anyway. Her parents though…

"Kaho-chan, are you sure?" says her mother.

"Can't you think about this a little longer?" says her father, "I mean, haven't you thought about the living costs and everything?"

"Otou-san, you seem to be forgetting who I am married to," Kahoko said in response to her father's excessive worrying, "Money wouldn't be a problem, I assure you."

"Wouldn't you be lonely? Your friends are all here in Japan," her mother said, "And the language! Can you speak English well?"

"Okaa-san…are you underestimating me??" Kahoko said, "Of course I can speak English!! How do you think I survived all those tours??"

"As for loneliness, Alana would be there," she continued, "She's moving along with us. She'll be staying in Azuma's old apartment while we'll get a house."

"That's good then," her mother said, "At least you'll have someone to go out with when your husband is away. You can't just stay at home all the time."

"I won't," Kahoko said, "If I do that my silver Ferrari won't be put to use."

Her siblings, who had been in the room listening to their bickering, suddenly stood up with their eyes widened.



They had been married for three years now. It certainly didn't feel like it. She was once again standing outside, like in their honeymoon, just this time she wasn't looking at the waves crashing onto the sand, but at the small fountain surrounded by flowers in their backyard. Or back garden as she put it, because there are so many flowers there. Considering her husband's liking for flowers and the fact that he practically grew up with flowers, it wasn't that much of a surprise.

As long as she doesn't have to take care of all those flowers, she doesn't care how many there are.

She had been having less and less quiet time lately, since her job is keeping her busy and her little pretty one-year-old daughter needs to be taken care of as well.

Yes, they have a daughter now. Her name is Hikari. Light.

She didn't know why she named her that, but it sounded pretty anyway. Yunoki Hikari. She chuckled to herself when she noticed that the name actually rhymes.

"You should tell me if you're going crazy. I don't want a crazy woman for a wife."

Kahoko turned around to glare at her husband slightly, "Do you like interrupting my thoughts?"

"It's one of my hobbies," Azuma said, smirking, "And don't stay out there too long, you'll catch a cold."

"That's so considerate of you," Kahoko said sarcastically, "I'm not that stupid, you know."

"All these years and you're still such an idiot," Azuma said, while walking over to his beloved wife. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder and buried his head in her long red locks.

"Ne, Azuma…"


"Our life is really interesting, don't you think?"

Azuma looked up to see her thoughtful face facing him. "What's with that question?"

"I don't know…" Kahoko said, "I just suddenly thought about our, well, life. Since we met, until you left, until you came back that day on my birthday just to go back a few days later…"

"Well, there was no 'us' until that birthday of yours," Azuma said, "Before that you were too busy fiddling with your violin. And taking in the fact that your dear Len left you to mess with your instrument alone."

"Don't bring that up, you're ruining the mood," Kahoko said lightly, "Well, anyway. For some reason there was so much drama in our lives."

"It was supposed to be like that, don't complain."

"I'm not complaining."

They stayed silent for a while, taking in the atmosphere.

"Azuma…" Kahoko said, looking up.


"I love you."

"I know."

"Do you love me?"

"You know the answer to that," Azuma said tenderly, smiling at her with a smile that is very precious to her.

Kahoko smiled.

"Fair enough," she said, before she leaned up to kiss him.


Author's Notes

Yayy, the epilogue's done!! I dedicate this to all my readers who are reading this right now :D Seeing that so many of you wanted to see the epilogue, I can't help but succumb to your desires (what's with my language =.=) and write…I mean continue it. Also, I thought I'd take a break from the sad and depressing After A Dream and write something a bit sappy and cheesy and romantic and corny… Well, you get it.

Anyways. Thank you for your support throughout the making of Serenade and Salut d'Amour. Even though it has been months since I posted the last chapter, I still got reviews lol :P I'm happy about that. So I'd like to use this opportunity to thank you all personally!!

My first 'thank you' goes to Crimson_Valentine for helping me make the outline for this fic when I had absolutely no idea what to write. So, thank you so much for the help, C_V!! You know how much I love you!! Lol XP

Then the second goes to Neon-Fantasy who had supported me as well, in a lot of ways. I just want to thank you, in case you're reading this :P Looking back at the A/N I found out that I started making this fic about a year ago when I just recently got into J-Rock (and the GazettE, for that matter – I was a really huge fan of Uruha's at that time. Still is, but I'm loving Aoi more nowadays…) because of her. And the RPs!! Neon, your awesome 'Azuma' really helped me out during the process of writing!! And I'm still hoping for PP to continue. I almost gave up on waiting for the next update, but well, good authors are busy haha :P

Then the third goes to all my reviewers from the start of the fic until the end:

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I dedicate this to all of you :D I didn't realize how many reviewers I got until I list them one by one lol. I was desperate for reviews at one point – so desperate that I considered logging in anonymously and give a review to myself XD

Thank you very much, and with this, I declare Salut d'Amour officially FINISHED!!!!

With a LOT of love,

White Melancholy / chocolateicecream301