A Thief in One Life, A Thief in the Next | By : Coffeetailor Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Well, fic's almost over. I've been writing this for what, a bit over two years now? Not bad, if I say so myself. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the wedding. It was written on my brand new and shiny laptop, which I got from my lovely parents as a graduation present. That's right, ladies and gentlethings, I'm done with high school. Kinda have mixed feelings about that. It's a lot less stress without homework, but I definitely miss eating breakfast every morning with my (self-adopted) little sister. So, enjoy the chapter and leave me lotsa lovely reviews!
"A Thief in One Life, A Thief in the Next"
Chapter Twenty-nine
Wedding Bells
Waiting at the altar, Heero vaguely wondered if Duo had felt this nervous during their other ceremony. He tried desperately not to stare at the bridal tent where he knew his mate waited for his musical cue. When it came, he held his breath, blue eyes suddenly unable to remove themselves from the decorated front curtain.
When it was pulled aside Relena and Quatre were the first ones to emerge, followed by Sally and Wufei, Hilde and Trowa. The procession of six split in front of the altar to take their places on either side in lines. Solo came after, bearing their chosen rings tied to a silk pillow. Then, the cloth parted one last time, and his bride emerged.
A stranger held the arm of his beloved. But the detail was pushed aside when compared to the ethereal beauty of Duo. His hair was tied back into a simple braid, and Heero thought that he saw ribbons woven in when the end of it waved back and forth in and out of sight. In tiers, three pendants hung from around his neck.
The lowest one glinted the familiar gold of their Shinigami's cross, a relic dedicated to his history on L2. The next was the red of his crest-carved jewel. The highest, however, Heero was not familiar with, though he suspected that it had something to do with the new man that had been selected to give away the bride.
An older man with brown hair held in a mid-length ponytail that draped over one shoulder walked next to Duo as the braided chimera drew nearer. It wasn't until they were a lot closer that Heero noted the purple shade of the man's eyes, bluer than Duo's, but definitely in the same family.
The idea placed an impossible thought into Heero's mind. Family. It seemed impossible. He knew for a fact that Duo's human family was dead, as was his original youkai family, which wouldn't have looked like his human form anyway. Unless...
His eyes strayed over to where Kurama sat in the audience, side by side with another unfamiliar face, this time a woman whose eyes veered more towards red. The kitsune was looking far too smug not to have done something, and Koenma's presence on the woman's other side made the arrangement even more suspicious. Could it be?
He turned his gaze forward once more as Duo crossed those final few feet between them, stepping up to Heero's side. There was no time for other curiosities. After receiving a nod from both of them, Une began her speech.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two gentlemen, Heero Yuy and Duo Maxwell, in sacred matrimony. Who stands to bring the bride, Duo Maxwell, into this union?"
Neither of them could really hear their commander as she spoke or when the stranger on Duo's opposite side answered her, the realization of where they were and what they were doing leaving them in a daze. Neither of their worlds could deny their binding after this.
"Does anyone here have reason for these two to not be joined?" the woman asked, turning her eyes out into the seating area. "Speak now or forever hold your peace."
Silence.
A nudge from Quatre brought Heero's attention back to what Une was saying just in time. "Do you, Heero Yuy, take this man, Duo Maxwell, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to honor, through war and peace, in sickness and in health, for riches or poverty, for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do," he said, though his thoughts were running more along the lines of, `Dumb question. Of course I do.'
Une's smile as she turned to Duo clearly stated that she knew exactly what the former pilot was thinking. "And do you, Duo Maxwell, take this man, Heero Yuy, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to honor, through war and peace, in sickness and in health, for riches or poverty, for as long as you both shall live?"
For once, Duo resisted the temptation to say something witty and clever. "I do."
"Have you the rings to seal your vows?"
"I have them here," Solo said, stepping forward with the silk pillow.
Une nodded. "Heero, as you place the ring onto Duo's finger, repeat after me. `With this ring, I be wed.'"
Lifting one of the two nearly identical bands, this one silver with small blue stones inset, Heero forced his hands not to tremble as he took Duo's left in his and slid the ring up his mate's ring finger. "With this ring, I be wed.'"
"Duo, as you place the ring onto Heero's finger, repeat after me. `With this ring, I be wed.'"
The chimera looked directly into Heero's eyes as he picked up the purple stoned twin of the ring he now wore. "With this ring, I be wed."
Une's face couldn't have shown with more pride. "Then by the power invested in me by the government of the United Sphere as the commander of the Preventors, I hereby pronounced these two as wedded husbands. I present to you Duo and Heero Maxwell. You may now kiss the bride."
Relena sniffed, trying to hold back tears as she saw her two best friends embrace. Finally. After the horrors and tragedies of the war, they deserved as much happiness as it was possible to give them. She was incredibly glad that Quatre had delivered her lecture far before this event, because she could nearly picture herself spoiling the day for the newlyweds with one of her childish tantrums had she still been fixated on her views of the pair. But now, nothing spoiled the perfection of the moment.
Reforming into their pairs, the bride's maids and groom's men filed back down the aisle, following Heero and Duo out of the ceremony area. The reception was to be held in the courtyard of Relena's manor, something that she and Quatre had argued on for days before finally it was brought down to a game of cards. Brilliant strategist as the man may have been, he had no poker face.
"Ah, no crying until after the photographer's finished with us," he whispered, catching her expression as they passed though the curtain. "You'll mess up your make-up."
"Hey Quatre, no stealing my lines!"
Blue eyes went wide. "How'd he hear me?"
Solo shrugged. "Youkai hearing."
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