Scaramouche stood in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection. At first, he thought everyone was just joking about him being the 'bride' and actually wearing a dress. Then, Miko came up with an actual dress and immediately started regretting every decision he made so far. But after all, it wasn't that bad.
"Darling, what's taking you so long there?" Soft voice asked him from behind the curtain. "Are you changing your mind now? I hope not. I've been waiting for this moment my whole life!" Yae claimed, smiling. The thought of her plans, which she had from the time of her younger self, being canceled suddenly really did not make her happy. "No, I am not changing my mind. About the wedding, I mean. Though, I think you've picked the wrong, um, choice of clothing, is all." Scara replayed with a hint of nervousness. "I think I've picked just the perfect piece, no? Only, if you wish to see other dresses, I have a few more if you would like, though, I think this one would fit you so well." Scaramouche took a second to think if he should try the others, though, he still wished he could just put on some clothes that would feel more comfortable than this.
"I think I've tried enough of them." He said as he walked to the opening of curtains to pull them open. The first thing he saw was Miko's shiny purple eyes scanning every inch of his body. It made him quite uncomfortable at first, but he just got used to it by the times she stared. "So, what do you think?" He said, looking at her expression. "Honey, we've found the best one for you."
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In the dim light, Scara's face shone like hundreds of diamonds. The fleeting breeze played with his hair. His head was jeweled with a special veil, softly swaying in the wind right behind him, the hat was embellished with dozens of different types of flowers. In his hands, a bouquet of white roses. Kazuha couldn't help the smile on his lips. He just couldn't believe that this man, this person walking towards him, is about to become his husband. His eyes got lost and his mind tracked off. "Kazuha!" Scaramouche whispered and smiled. "Pay attention." He shook his head a bit. "Sorry, you just look so stunning, I can't help myself." He replied back, amazed by the reddish color of Scaramouche's cheeks along with his smile.
In Kazuha's mind, the whole occasion happened faster than he thought it would have. He almost didn't register the whole speech the celebrant made. After their both 'I do's' Kazuha really forgot about reality and everything felt much slower. Other than Scaramouche in his hands, arms around his neck and lips on his. He could feel Scaramouche's smile and the warmth they share with touch. Their visions were pulsating softly.
They really were both happy, after all. They made a perfect pair as two pieces puzzled together, impossible to rip apart. They were meant to be together.
Cheers and claps dimmed in his ears at first, but when their connection stopped, everything came back into reality. He looked around, then back on Scaramouche.
"I love you, and nothing can stop me."