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The violins played beautifully. What a splendid wedding. A mix of western and eastern culture, a dress and a robe. Two languages spoken right after the other. The exchange of words, expressing fondness and a passion along with the promise of love. Then the silence of the other tradition. Many people would gamble on this day. Some say it won’t last a year, others saying the end would be fierier than the pits of hell. To very different people, both from different sides of the world, both with rooted tradition. Their curiosity for each other would only go so far, so the whispers say. When the lovely couple kissed there was applause, but who really meant it? Maybe friends and close family, but the rest were just wolves dressed in refine garbs. Such wolves would one day end up realizing they but all sheep and the real wolves, the alphas of two very different packs. Well, they just got married.
How lovely that day was. You sighed happily.
“Oh gees. Mom!”
“Hmm?” You turned your head to see your son walking over to you, annoyance on his face.
“Why are we watching some sappy wedding? Can’t we watch something cool, like a Marvel show?” He flopped dramatically on the chair.
“Because today is a special day. Today is-“
“The day you and dad began dating, got engaged and married. Yeah, yeah. I heard the story.” He took out his phone.
“Sosuke.” You sighed with a smile. “I guess this is what happens when your son turns 12. No longer enthralled by the magic of weddings.”
“No, I am. Its just I seen that video more than any Disney movie. If it were someone else’s wedding I wouldn’t complain.”
“I will accept your argument.” Standing you handed him the remote. “Just put the DvD away and you can watch what you want.”
“Sweet! Hey- can I have friends over while you both are out?” Sosuke hurriedly asked as he grinned over control of the family television.
“Not tonight. The twins have very strict instructions for tonight.”
He pouted and groaned. “Fine… didn’t know I still need a baby sitter.”
“Behave.” There was a warning in your tone but he just sucked his teeth.
Walking through the small manor, servants greeted you as they passed. With a content smile, you walked up the white marble stairs, careful to walk on the red rug sectioned to the middle. Retreating to your dressing room, you readied yourself for a hot shower. Today would be a marvelous day. Today, you and your beloved would host a mock wedding. Fifteen years of marriage. Joy blossomed in your heart as you sat in your plush robe and began fixing your hair and makeup. You would make sure you looked as you did on that day. You had always been one to do your own cosmetics, taking lessons to ensure you never needed a professional. This was your face and you did not want a stranger touching you.
Once the colors were right, the hair perfect, did you call in a servant. She helped you with your dress. It still fit, a bit snugger in a few places, but having five children could do that to anyone. Smiling at your reflection, you made yourself back downstairs, back towards the front of the house. A marriage at age twenty, a husband near his mid-twenties. Many said you were both too young, both should wait. But they didn’t know your husband, how devoted and loyal he was to a fault. Nor did they know you, how you hungered for passion and required to be fed daily. Mid-flight you saw your children lined up, smiles on their faced. They would not be attending; it was to be just as it was on that day. With a few exceptions.
“Mama looks like a princess.” Your youngest mumbled out as he tugged his elder sister’s neck.
Five beautiful children. The eldest being twins were based on the first letter of their father’s name. Seti and Sako. Then Sosuke, followed by Belle and Markus. It was an uphill climb to get those two names, but you had made a good argument; he had named the Sako and Sosuke and you demanded the next two. Mokuba had named the first born. Walking over you kissed their foreheads.
“We won’t be back until late. Please listen and remember, if the black phone rings-“
“We know mom. Have fun.” Seti smiled, a young man of fourteen. “Sako and I got this.”
“I know dear.” You gave them all another kiss. “Be safe.”
The limo ride was uneventful. Most of the time you adjusted the under garment so your thighs wouldn’t have chafing. Upon arriving to the reception hall, you were aided out by Isono. Once more you were greeted by the sounds of violins and quiet chatter. Though, this time the wedding party was much smaller, more private and not publicly announced. As you walked down the aisle, you smile almost faltered. Your love of your life, while he stood proud, Seto Kaiba, his arm could not be ignored. He had been wounded, a sling holding his strong arm which he used to hold you and your children. You raised your head higher and with a straight back, you made your way to him. Once united with him, he smirked before his expression turned hard.
“Are you sure?” He whispered.
“Now and always.”
His smirk returned. Both of you faced the front and the wedding was afoot.
Both of you sat down at the center table. Ushers and servants aiding people to their seats, getting their food or making sure the line moved quickly. Many of the same faces greeted you both, giving their blessing and praising you both for being together so long. Some came to give their respects. For a week prior this very day, you had lost your parents and siblings. It was an ugly sight, a table laid bare, a place where they would have sat. You had travelled from Japan, the home country of your beloved, family included to celebrate this day with them like you did years ago but now with five lovely additions. Yet the day of the rehearsal dinner, a day your family was late due to an unexpected duel, was the day you and the family you made got to live and the others perished. Seto was gravely hurt, as it wasn’t his duel and he had arrived with your father. Once the line was finished, once everyone had their food, did the glasses chime.
A mic was given to your uncle, a man with no blood relation, but was there as you grew up. He began by saying how sorry he was to be the one to give the speech, lead everyone in a moment of silence and began telling stories of you and how happy he was with seeing you had really found someone and proven everyone else wrong. Your lower lip began to quiver and Seto held your hand tight. You looked at him, his eyes shined with concern. You smiled and nodded. You would not lose this day. When the speech was done the mic was brought to you. Before taking it, you kissed your husband on the cheek and smiled.
“I love you.” You whispered.
“You don’t need to do this. We can leave.” He assured as he kissed your lips softly making the crowd giggle.
“But I must.”
Slowly he nodded. This was your day and you swore to him that you would show the bravery of your love for him. Standing, you finally took the mic. Now everyone could see the skirt you now wore for the reception. Smiling, you began your speech thanking everyone who had come out.
“I apologize, that my little ones are not here. Many of you, who came, sure can see the guest list is much shorter. At one point we were going to cancel this event. Many of my extended family are in mourning, and as a show of love Seto’s family, friends and business partners are also mourning for us.”
Moving from around the table you walked towards your uncle. “But many important people are here. My family which extends beyond blood, business partners which helped my husband start up here in this country. It means so much you all could be here.”
Smiling at your uncle you let out a soft chuckle. “Thank you are for being here. For ensuring my family will be safe.”
The man laughed as he held up his glass. “Any time princess.”
No one saw it coming. No one expected it, no one expected you. A bang rang out, deafening everyone. The sound of the man in front of you gasping as the mic hit the floor. The smoke coming from your gun gave a clear picture of what had happened. The woman next to him then let out a scream before being silenced herself. Before anyone could move, servants held everyone still with hand guns and rifles pointed, ready to fire.
Leaning down you picked up the mic. Clearing your throat, you smiled again. “To the wolves who tried hunting my family down.” Your heels echoed as you walked back to your table. “I regret to inform you that you are mere sheep in this game.”
The sounds of someone choking back a sob were quickly met with gun fire. Silence once more.
“You came for my family as they held no weapons and welcomed you with open arms. Tried to slay the love of my life.” Your gazed could have burned holes into the sling. Then you laughed.
“Maybe you are wolves, maybe my family too… after all wolves are too easily slayed. But scales are harder to penetrate.” You took your seat next to Seto. He held your hand before kissing your forehead. “Thank you all for coming.”
Violins and gun fire.
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“Mommy is home!”
Walking in you huffed when you saw your youngest out of bed. “Shouldn’t you be asleep?”
Sheepishly the child hid half their body behind the frame of the door. “I waited to see you again.”
“I have him dear.” Seto walked over and picked up the young clone of himself. “I see you in bed.”
“Alright. Oh, was the governor contacted?”
“I told you, everything is taken care of. We leave in a week.” He assured.
“Okay, okay.” Just as you went towards your room, his voice stopped you.
“I love you.”
Smiling you walked over and stole a kiss. “I love you too.”
“Hey, I love mommy and daddy too.”
Both of you laughed as you gave the child the love he wanted.