"Ow! Mother! You're hurting me!" I growled as my mother tugged on my hair.
"Misora I'm only trying to pin down a stray hair. Don't whine." she replied.
I sighed and let her finish whatever she was doing behind me, suffering in silence as she shoved bobbie pins into my scalp.
"Are you done now?" I asked as she stepped back.
"Yes. Now calm down or you'll start sweating. You don't want to be a mess on your wedding day now do you?" she asked.
"No Mother." I replied and went back to eating the dry toast in front of me. It was the most that I thought I could stand.
I had been up for hours now, a team of people my mother had hired having woken me up at the crack dawn. They pricked and primped and scrubbed me in preparation for my wedding that day. Now my skin glowed, my hair was perfectly pulled into a carefully coifed and curled side ponytail, and my makeup was precise. However I was sick to my stomach and hardly able to keep my eyes open.
In case you had yet to guess my wedding day was here. By the time the sun sat I would be Mrs. Mitsukuni Haninozuka and I was nervous. I wasn't one to stand in front of people and make speeches and this one was going to be the worst. I wasn't about to read a speech but publicly declare that I was joining myself to Honey in holy matrimony.
"Don't you look gorgeous!"
I looked up to see who my mother was addressing and saw that Haruhi had walked into the dining room. Once the team had finished with me they had set to work on Haruhi who was my only bridesmaid. My parents had thought that it would be best for Kasumi to sit out due to her declaration of love for Honey the night she'd exposed me and Kyoya. I didn't put up much of a fight.
The team had done a wonderful job with Haruhi. She wore just the lightest coat of makeup and she had a light pink flower pinned into her hair that would match the dress that she wore as a bridesmaid.
"Thank you Mrs. Nishimura." Haruhi smiled with a bow.
"Tamaki is going to have a fit when he sees you." I smiled as Haruhi took a seat next to me.
"I feel so weird with all this gunk on my face." Haruhi replied.
"You look wonderful. And be thankful you're only a bridesmaid. Check out the job they did on my face. I feel like I've been shellacked." I grimaced.
"Misora you look wonderful! Don't say such things! I think the team did wonderful despite the fact we moved things up so quickly." Mother replied.
It had been only 3 weeks since the scene at Isamu's and the day after my Father and Mr. Haninozuka thought it would be best to move the wedding up. There would surely be a blow up over the disowning of my brother and they thought it would be best if we could make everyone forget the fact by quickly following up with something nice like the wedding. I wasn't nearly ready but there had been nothing I could do.
"Of course Mother." I nodded.
She smiled, "Well I think it's my turn. The mother of the bride must look her best!" and with that she disappeared.
"I'm kind of glad that after this everything will be over. I won't have to deal with her insanity anymore." I sighed.
"I'm sure she just wants the best for you." Haruhi replied.
"Maybe…that or she wants to look good in front of all her friends. Somehow the latter seems more likely." I said and bit into my toast.
Haruhi nodded and looked out the window. She looked tired. It was then I noticed her plate was empty.
"Hey aren't you hungry? Help yourself to whatever." I said gesturing to the buffet that the chef had prepared.
"Oh that's alright I'm not that hungry." she replied her voice distant.
"Are you sure?" I asked and she nodded again, looking out the window.
I looked at Haruhi, "Is there something wrong Haruhi? Are you nervous or something?"
"What? Oh! No! I'm fine!" she replied with a fake smile.
"Haruhi…you're not fine. What's going on?" I asked.
"It's nothing really. You don't need to worry about it. Today's your wedding day!" Haruhi smiled.
"I don't care what day it is! What is going on with you?" I asked.
Haruhi sighed and began to play with her hands. That's when I noticed something odd. There was a line around her left ring finger. It was hardly there but I could tell that she had recently removed something.
"Give me your hand." I demanded and before she could resist I pulled it towards me. Sure enough upon closer inspection there was a tan line.
"Haruhi Fujioka! What have you been wearing on this finger?" I asked.
"N-Nothing!" she replied.
"Bull! Have you been wearing a ring? Oh my god! Tamaki freaking proposed and you said yes!" I gasped.
"I didn't exactly say yes…" Haruhi replied.
"Holy crow! You just admitted it! When did this happen!? Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" I asked.
"He only asked me a couple of days ago. I didn't tell anyone because of the fact that your wedding to Honey-Sempai was so close. I didn't want to overshadow the day." she replied.
"I'm so happy for you!" I smiled and hugged her.
"Thank you." she said blushing.
"Tell me about the proposal!" I demanded.
"Well he took me to the botanical gardens and had a dinner prepared for us. He tried to slip the ring in my food to surprise me because he saw it in some movie but they switched the plates at the last minute and he almost choked on it. Then he asked if I would marry him and I was so shocked that I couldn't reply so he kind of shoved it onto my finger." she replied.
"But you are getting married right?" I asked.
"I don't know. I love Tamaki but I don't know if I'm ready to be engaged. I mean we haven't been together that long. He's graduated and I still have another year of school and I want to be a lawyer. I don't know if I have time to be engaged." she replied.
"Haruhi! You love this boy don't you?" I asked.
"I do." she nodded.
"Then do what you want. Just because you're engaged doesn't mean that you have to get married right away. A long engagement isn't unusual but it's up to you." I replied.
Haruhi nodded, "Thank you for the advice."
"Welcome." I smiled and hugged her.
"Girls! It's time to head to the church!" I heard my mother call.
"Coming!" I replied and stood up, Haruhi following.
I guessed there was no turning back now.
Kyoya looked at his watch. It was a quarter past three and it was nearly time for the wedding to begin. He was dressed in a pair of neatly pressed slacks, a black button down shirt, black silk tie and black blazer. Stepping inside the nearly full church and took a seat in the back most pew.
He had decided to decline the roll of groomsman after the events that had occurred the night of the engagement party. Honey had said that he was more than welcome to stay in the wedding party but he thought it in good taste to bow out of the roll since he had had an affair with the bride behind the groom's back. Besides he still had the rest of the Host Club along with his and Mori's brothers so he had enough.
Looking around Kyoya recognized many of the guests. Most were associates of the Nishimura's, Haninozuka's or Morinozuka's. There was very little family filling the rows.
One guest he knew that would be absent was Sora's older brother Isamu. It had quickly gotten around that he was no longer a member of the Nishimura family however most could only speculate on the reasons.
Very few really knew that Isamu had fallen for a commoner girl and gotten her pregnant. Being close to Honey he was often asked about the reasons but he feigned ignorance at the reason though he'd been informed weeks before by Honey himself.
A stir of music began and a quiet settled over the church. Looking to the doors Kyoya saw them part and Honey make his way in with Mori and Chika at his sides. The twins, Tamaki and Satoshi followed a few minutes later. All wore black tuxes with bright pink boutonnières clipped to their lapels.
A few seconds later the music changed and doors opened again, this time Haruhi appearing. She wore a strapless pink dress that reached the floor and carried a white and pink bouquet. Her makeup and hair were simple but she looked stunning. Looking ahead at the alter, Kyoya saw Tamaki in a state of utter shock. His violet colored eyes were glazed over dreamily and a smile was curled on his face. The look reflected nothing but love.
He hadn't seen the Host Club very much since he had declined his spot in the wedding party. In fact he had been purposely avoiding them all together. Talk of the wedding left him with a sick feeling in his gut. He had managed to make up several excuses as to explain his absences and all had seemed to work.
Once Haruhi reached the end of the aisle and took her place the music changed yet again. This time it was soft piano music and sure enough Kyoya noticed for the first time that a piano had been placed near the front of the church, Tamaki perched behind it.
The doors opened again and Kyoya's eyes were drawn from Tamaki. Sora emerged from behind them, her hand clasping her Father's arm tightly. The dress she wore wasn't here. It was a princess style with a large skirt and overly decorated bodice. No doubt that her mother had designed it and Sora had begrudgingly wore it.
A veil covered her face but as she passed Kyoya could see the smile she wore was fake. The look in her eyes was akin to a criminal walking towards the gallows. He suspected that had she held her father's arm any looser she would've picked up her skirts and ran as fast as she could from the church.
The idea of Sora running from the church brought a small smile to his face. If she ran he would follow. He would grab her hand and they would run to his car. The two of them would jump inside and drive away to a place where their parents couldn't reach them. As if in a movie.
However he knew that it was as real as a movie. Now that Isamu was gone Sora would dutifully take her position as the next head of the Nishimura family. There was no way she would run from what her responsibilities were. It wasn't in her nature. She was too similar to him in some ways.
Kyoya's mind tuned back into the ceremony just in time to see Honey and Sora exchange rings. A few more words were said and then their marriage was finalized with a kiss that made Kyoya's stomach feel as if it were full of lead.
The new couple turned to face the crowd which burst into applause, standing as they made their way down the aisle with the groomsmen and single bridesmaid following.
Kyoya tried to blend into the small crowd that occupied the pew as to avoid any conversations with his friends. He wasn't going to the reception and he didn't want to have to try to convince them that it wasn't the best place for him to show his face. However he had no such luck.
"Kyoya!" Tamaki smiled and quickly made his way down the pew that Kyoya sat in.
"Hello Tamaki." Kyoya nodded.
"What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming." Tamaki grinned.
"I always intended to come. I just decided to bow out as one of the groomsmen." Kyoya replied.
"So does that mean that you're coming to the reception?" the blonde asked.
"I'm afraid not. I came simply to watch the ceremony but I will now return home." Kyoya said.
Tamaki frowned, "But I was going to start a conga line!"
"Tamaki I really don't believe it would be wise to show my face given the history. Even you must see that." Kyoya sighed.
Tamaki grew quiet, "I suppose. However you should still give your congratulations to Honey and Sora."
"I'm afraid I can't. Not right now Tamaki. You must understand." Kyoya replied.
"You have to at least stay for the throwing of rice. It's good luck." Tamaki said.
"Fine I shall stay that long but no more." Kyoya relented.
Tamaki nodded, his face still solemn but soon curled into a smile.
"I uh…I proposed to Haruhi the other day." he blushed.
"Did she accept?" Kyoya asked.
"Not fully but she called me earlier and accepted. She said that she wanted a long engagement but that she'd be my wife." Tamaki replied.
"Congratulations are in order then." Kyoya smiled at his friend.
"I would like you to be my best man Kyoya. You're the closest thing to a brother that I could have." Tamaki said and Kyoya couldn't help but smile bigger.
"I would be honored to serve as your best man when the time comes for you wedding." Kyoya said and Tamaki grinned.
"Perhaps I'll serve as your best man when the time comes for you wedding as well."
Kyoya shook his head, "If that time comes then we shall see."
Kyoya looked over Tamaki's shoulder and saw the twins running towards them.
"Hey! Kyoya-Sempai! You came!" Kaoru smiled as he saw Kyoya standing with Tamaki.
"Yes but I was just leaving." Kyoya replied.
"You're not staying for the reception?" Hikaru asked.
"I'm afraid I have things to attend to." Kyoya said adjusting his glasses.
"Like?" the twins asked in unison.
Kyoya sighed, "Things that aren't any business of yours."
"No need to get testy Sempai." Hikaru said and Kaoru smirked before turning to Tamaki again.
"C'mon Tono they need us for wedding pictures." Kaoru said.
"Right. I'll see you later Kyoya." Tamaki said and the three of them quickly walked off.
Kyoya waited until the church cleared out before joining the little clique outside. He didn't know why he was here but he had promised Tamaki that he would. As he stood there a woman pressed a bag of rice into his hand that was tied with a pink bow. It was no bigger than a golf ball and had a little picture of Honey and Sora attached to the ribbon.
He couldn't do this. He had to leave. Dropping the bag on the ground he turned and began to make his way away from the church, calling for his driver as he walked. However a second later there was cheering. Turning he saw Sora and Honey hurrying from inside the church.
He watched as the rain rained down on them, good wishes from their guests. Both were laughing as they ran towards the car waiting for them. A second later she was gone from sight, the car pulling away.
A sharp pain shot through Kyoya's chest as he watched the car speed away. With a sigh he watched as it disappeared around the corner and was gone. They were gone. She was gone.
Turning Kyoya took a shuddering breath and began to make his way toward the car.
Honey and I's car pulled up to the front of the hotel. The wedding was over and so was the reception leaving just the two of us.
Wordlessly we climbed out of the car and walked to the front desk to check in.
"Have a good night Mr. and Mrs. Haninozuka." the clerk smiled as she handed Honey they key to our room.
I had to admit that the day had been beautiful. Everything was decorated expertly in the church and the vows had gone by without an incident. I had even managed to have fun at the reception despite myself. The cake had been the most extravagant one I'd ever seen. 12 tiers of white icing and pink roses. A mini bride and groom, created to look just like Honey and I.
However now it was just the two of us and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. We made our way upstairs before finally finding our room. I slipped the key in the lock and got ready to walk in when suddenly I felt a hand on my wrist.
"Wait! I'm supposed to carry you in!" Honey said and hurried in front of me before propping the door open and running back to meet me.
"Oh you don't have to Honey. I'm too heav-AH!" I gasped as I was swept off my feet.
Honey held me tight as he carried me over the threshold, setting me down on the other side.
"You're not heavy. You're very light." Honey smiled at me.
I smiled back and looked around the room. Someone had already come and set it up for us. The lights were dimmed and candles were lit around the room casting the scent of lavender around. My favorite. A bottle of champagne was cooling in a bucket and a small assortment of cakes were arraigned on a tray.
Wordlessly Honey walked over and popped open a bottle and poured the two flutes full of the bubbly liquid before handing me one.
"Cheers!" he smiled and we clinked our glasses.
I smiled as I tasted the strawberry flavor. Honey's favorite.
After taking a sip of the drink I walked over door to the balcony and walked out with Honey following.
"It's a beautiful view isn't it?" I smiled as I looked over the city lights.
"It is." Honey nodded as his hand slid over and clasped mine.
I smiled as him and moved closer. A few minutes later Honey's hand left mine and wrapped around my waist.
We stayed like that for awhile but I knew that we couldn't just stay here all night. I also knew that Honey would never make the first move. He wanted me to be comfortable.
Leaning over I pressed my lips against his. They tasted sweet like the strawberry champagne and were soft. We kissed for a few minutes before I felt his tongue sweep over my lip. I parted them to grant him entrance before tanginling my tongue with his.
Somehow the glasses were abandoned and his hands found my waist and mine wrapped around his neck. I was grateful that he had grown enough that we were closer to height or this would've been weird.
After a few minutes we parted for air and I pulled away.
"I'm going to go change. I'll be back in a few minutes." I said
"Okay." Honey smiled and kissed me gently one more time.
Smiling I walked back into the room and grabbed the small bag that was packed just for that night. Locking the bathroom door behind me I finally allowed myself to freak out a little now that I was alone.
Was I really going to do this? Could I do this? My head was spinning and I had to sit down. Sinking down to sit on the closed toilet I took a few deep breaths before standing up and walking over to the sink and splashing my face a few times.
Looking at myself in the mirror I sighed. I could do this. I was married now and this was what married people did on their wedding night. I just had to do it.
I changed out of the loose green dress I'd changed into after the reception along with my panties and bra before pulling out the lingerie I'd bought just for that night. I had bought it while staying with Isamu and Noemi. Noemi and I had gone out for a girls day and had ended up in a lingerie store. She had helped me pick something tasteful since I knew my mother and sister would pick something slutty and Haruhi was too modest to help.
It was a baby doll with white ruffles that came to just a little above mid thigh and a lacy top with a pink ribbon under the bust. Underneath went a small lace thong. As I pulled it on it covered more than a bathing suit but somehow I felt more naked than before I'd put it on.
Shaking off the nerves again I pulled my hair down and let it fall around my shoulders and put on a little bit of perfume that Honey had bought me a while back. With one last look in the mirror I made my way out of the bathroom.
Honey sat on the bed eating one of the cakes that had been on the platter. He wore a pair of white silk boxers and soft music played in the background.
"Honey?" I asked.
He looked up and his eyes grew wide.
"What do you think?" I asked as I felt every ounce of my body began to shake.
Honey stood up, placed the dish on the table next to the door and walked over to me, "You look beautiful."
Carefully he took my hands and pulled me towards the bed. I climbed on the bed and scooted back so that I was resting against the pillows, Honey moving so that he was over me. Smiling gently he pressed his lips to mine again.
As the kiss grew more heated he brought his hand to my thigh gently massaging it. I knew that I couldn't just lay there so I bought my hand up and began to run it over his chest but I couldn't keep it from shaking like mad just like the rest of my body.
Honey pulled back, "Sora? Are you okay?" he asked looking at me concerned.
"I'm fine Honey. Keep going." I replied.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Y-Yeah." I said my voice giving my hesitation away.
His hand came to rest on my cheek, "Don't lie to me Sora…please."
"I just…I don't know…I want…it's our wedding night but…." I couldn't find words that didn't sound awful to my ears.
Honey smiled kindly, "It's okay Sora. We don't have to do anything you're not ready for. Not tonight." he said and moved off of me.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"I'm sure. Don't worry about it." he smiled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips before getting up and blowing out the candles.
"I'd better brush my teeth." he said and walked to the bathroom before returning a short while later.
He turned off the lights and climbed into bed beside me, "Goodnight Sora." he said and kissed me gently.
"Goodnight Honey." I replied and curled under the blankets.
Thanks to the stress and minuet amount of sleep I'd gotten I was asleep in no time.