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18 Readers POV

It had been almost three months since Kiku had found you working at McDonalds that day. Kiku had called his family and arranged for them to send all of his things to [city]. He had found a small house (not an apartment! A real house) that he could afford with what he had saved up after two years working at McDonalds (seriously, when the only things you have to buy are food and clothing you get a lot of money saved up in two years). He had also transferred to a college within your state. It wasn't as prestigious or reputable as the one he had left, but he still got a full scholarship and they had all the classes he had wanted to take.

After the first month and a half, Kiku had asked you to move in with him. You didn't stay in the same room, but living in the same house with someone really helped you to learn about them. And the more you found out about him the more you loved him. With your combined income (what you weren't paying for your college fees anyway) it wasn't difficult to pay for the house and the things you needed,  especially since Kiku had a decently easy job that payed a good deal at a book/art store. It had been a sinch for him (as a Japanese person) to get a job in the Japanese section, even though around half of it was anime and manga. He had an above average knowledge of traditional and modern Japanese culture so the owner was eager to employ him.

Now the two of you were at Alfred and Alice's wedding. It was a happy event for all involved. After all, if Al hadn't called you that day to tell you he was getting married, you might not have met Kiku, and would be as miserable as you had been for the previous years.

The wedding was large and grand. Alice's entire family came from England, and you got to meet the strange characters that were her mother and brothers. The only halfway sane ones in the family seemed to be Alice herself and her father, who was pretty quiet unless he was angry. He'd just about snapped his oldest son's leg in half when he tried to pull something at the practice.

Standing next to Alice as her maid of honor (after all, you were Alfred's best bud and she didn't have many friends in America as of yet) was a different sort of experience. Scott (A/N if you can't guess, that's the name I always use for human Scotland), Alice's oldest brother, kept giving you looks from his side of the altar. You weren't sure if they were flirtatious, sarcastic, angry, or happy. He seemed pretty antagonistic towards Alice, just like the rest of her brothers. But it was obvious she could handle herself.

Your eyes scanned the crowd quickly as the preacher droned on about marriage. Your eyes caught Kiku's and he smiled at you. You smiled back. He looked very nice dressed in a white suit with a red tie. He had dressed especially to match you in your red evening gown that Alice had picked for your dress. It went well with Scott's black suit and red tie and hair. The rest of the bridesmaids and groomsmen had blue dresses and suits with red accessories.

Walking down the aisle arm in arm with tall Scott made you a bit nervous but it was no big deal. You glanced at Kiku again as you passed him. He looked slightly annoyed, or at least that's what you guessed the slight downward turn of the corners of his lips meant.

At the reception Al and Al did the normal romantic thing and fed each other cake. Shortly after, Alice's brothers started recounting embarrassing childhood stories, making Alfred laugh and Alice get increasingly angry. Finally she had all she could take and threw a pitcher of punch at them. It was impossible to stop the following food fight.

Just as you managed to dodge a wad of flying macaroni, you felt someone grab your arm. You whirled around, ready to punch them if they tried to dirty your two hundred dollar dress, but paused when you saw Kiku. He had somehow managed to stay as clean as you had, excepting a tiny bit a gravy streaked across his right cheek.

"Oh Kiku!" you said smiling brightly.

He smiled back at you. "_____, come with me." He grabbed your hand and quickly pulled you through a doorway leading away from the wedding party and flying food.

"Where are we going?" you asked. Kiku didn't answer, instead he pushed open another door. Through this door there was a large deck that had a countryside view. A highway cut across it at one point, and cars rushed both ways, looking almost like little bugs hurriedly scurrying to get where they needed to be. To you, it was just mind blowing that each of those cars represented at least one life. A life that thought, and felt just like you.

The sun was setting as Kiku lead you to the edge of the deck. Once there you saw two plates sitting on the rail, each with a piece of cake settled nicely in the middle. You smiled again. Kiku was the most thoughtful guy you'd ever met. You were especially thankful for it thanks to the fact that because of the impromptu food fight, you didn't get a chance to eat.

He picked up one plate and held it out to you. You took it gratefully and took a bite of the cake. It was chocolate (Alfred's request) with white icing (Alice's idea). You had to admit that despite their almost opposite personalities, Alfred and Alice wee perfect for each other. Maybe opposites really do attract.

After a you had finished your cake you looked over at Kiku, and saw that he was looking at you intently. You felt a blush rise to your cheeks and hoped the setting sun would disguise it. "What?"

He smiled, and you thought he may have been blushing a bit too. "You look very beautiful today."

You bit your lip and looked down a little. "It's just the dress." you managed quietly.

"No," he insisted, lifting your chin up "It's all you."

He pulled you into his arms and held you until the sun had completely disappeared, and the cake covered groom found you both. As the two of you followed your best friend inside, you let yourself wonder if maybe one day, you and Kiku would have your own special day.


THE END
So, this story has come to an end. I'm not sure if I'm happy or sad about that.

Anyway, it would have been up sooner but on one day my mom said she wanted me to do something creative, and not be on my IPad/pod or computer, so I ended up drawing all day. On another day I had to have my eyes checked and couldn't see well enough to write until the next day. Sadly, I have to get glasses :-(. On the upside my mom will let me get contacts as well.

Sooner (hopefully) or later, I will have the first chapter of the sequel up. Everything connected to this story will have the name Tokyo Tourist on it, and most likely will have the same picture.

I hope you enjoyed!

I was going to put this up last night but something weird happened and it wouldn't let me, but it's up now!

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AndreaTheChinchilla Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Hmmm at American weddings can guests wear white? Just curious since Kiku was

Cuz in my tradition if you attend the wedding youre not allowed to wear white >__<
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Huh... I'm not sure. It sounds very vaguely familiar, but in the weddings I've been to I don't think anyone really cares. But then, there are a ton of nontraditional Americans out there, and I can kind of see America as untraditional.
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AndreaTheChinchilla Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Yeah. It's something we Latinos know. It's not exactly tradition but we like to think that the bride is the only one in the party to wear almost all white. And I think there a lot of tradition in America. Old and new. Like Christmas ^__^
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It makes sense. I don't think it's very common for other people to wear white, but idk. I haven't been to a wedding in a while. Although several friends of mine are starting to talk about getting married... Getting towards the end of being a teenager is weird...

 

There is definitely a lot. Christmas, Easter, 4th of July and Thanksgiving has to be my favorites though!

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AndreaTheChinchilla Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Yes it is weird 0_o I'm in my senior year in high school and I've seen many pregnant teens and many others who even have promise rings! Even a close friend of mine. And I'm just sitting here like "single life.. Yay?" X)
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My cousin has already got himself a wedding date and he's only 2 days older than me... And then there's just all my other friends talking about getting married as soon as they graduate and I'm like "... Ok? I'm going to college to try and make something of myself first, but if you're in love, whatever I guess..."
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AndreaTheChinchilla Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I know. Sadly young love won't guarantee to last :(
Heck I'd probably take a long time before settling down xD I'm going to med school
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Med school? That's cool. I just say I'm going to wait for God to show me the right guy. Hopefully that'll be sooner than later. ;)
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Shadowpawlovesanime Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2013
Literally just flailed my arms around and barked like a dog. :iconchinaxdplz:
Misako: OMFN!!!! THE FANFICTION WAS FAHKING PRUSSIA!!!!
Katsumi: I KNOW RIGHT!!?!?!?
Akemi: LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVEDIT!!!! :iconiloveyouplz: 
Ryo: OFF TO THE PROLOGUE OF THE SEQUEL!! 
Everyone Else: :iconfuckyeahamericaplz:
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Haaaa~ I love your reactions. :D
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