Well, this is, sadly, the last chapter. I'd love to thank my friend who gave me the prompt and helped me work through some weird details. I'd like to thank all of the followers, favoriters, and reviewers for their lovely support. I'd love to thank the readers of this story because there's no point to a story when no one reads it. I love you all. I hope you fell in love with this ship as much as I did. :)

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Chapter 13: A Vision of Perfection

End of Summer, Two Years Later: Jaune

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my overwhelming nerves. Oh boy, oh no. I can definitely feel the nausea getting to me. I flare my Aura to help balance out my stomach, making it settle slowly. I breath in and out so slowly. I can't move, can't leave. I have to wait for Blake. I swallow all of my nerves and wipe my sweaty palms on my dress pants. The music starts to play, and I look down the aisle. I see Blake standing at the end of it with her hand threaded through Yang's arm. Yang's wearing a bright yellow-goldish colored gown, but she's not who stopped my heart upon sighting her. Blake, love of my life, is standing in the doorway with a slight smile on her face. Though her smile is small, I can see, all the way from here, the joyful gleam in her eyes, those beautiful, amber eyes. My eyes can't help but roam over her dress. It's perfect for her. The dress is elegant, being midnight black with purple sequin accents in glorious swirls all along the dress. The sleeves are flawless, short fishnet. The bottom, left hand corner of her gown has her insignia on it in white. She's so beautiful that I just can't take my eyes off of her. She makes it down the aisle, separates from Yang, and comes to stand by my side. I take her hand, squeeze it once, and we both turn toward Goodwitch, who actually volunteered to be the officiant to our wedding.

She clears her throat once and addresses everyone. "We are gathered here, not to witness the beginning of what will be, but rather what already is! We do not create this marriage, because we cannot. We can and do, however, celebrate with Blake Belladonna and Jaune Arc the wondrous and joyful occurrence that has already taken place in their lives, and the commitment they make today." She takes a deep breath and gives us a small smile. "Bear with me. I'm not normally this mushy, but you have brought this out in me."

Blake looks straight in her eyes. "Don't worry, professor, we won't hold it against you." I can tell that there's a laugh bubbling up in her at this, but she suppresses it.

Goodwitch's smile turns to a smirk. "Thank you, Miss Belladonna. Now," She again addresses the entirety of the room. "Love should have no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if your love and needs must have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; Then to sleep with a vision of the beloved in your heart and a song of love on your lips." Her lips lift with each sentence, and a dreamy look comes to her eye. I can't even tell if this is Goodwitch anymore. I think she might have been replaced by some kind of mushy, emotional alien. "Now, I believe that you two have written vows for each other?" We both nod. "Good, Miss Belladonna, would you like to go first?"

We turn to each other as Blake pulls out a piece of worn paper, like she had read it so many times. SHe looks me in the eye, and I'm mesmerized by the pure emotion in her golden eyes. "Jaune, poor, clumsy, loving Jaune, the moment I met you, something clicked in me subconsciously. I didn't realize it yet, but I was memorizing everything about you. Then, that fateful day, the day I became in your debt, everything clicked. I couldn't stop staring. I couldn't stop blushing, and every time you came near me, my heart would race. Would you believe me if I said that, at first, I just thought I was sick?" She laughs as I smile. I don't know why, but she starts to tear up. "Then, when I realized that I had a crush, I thought I couldn't tell you. I thought that nobody would ever love me, for my past, for my heritage, love me for me. But then, that stupid first training session, the one where we both forgot our weapon, changed everything. I decided to tell you how I felt. Now, looking back, I wouldn't have it any other way. You've been so loving and understanding about everything. I just, I really hope that you can see the love I have for you. I love you so much. I love you more than the sun, the rain, and the earth beneath my feet. Because of you, I can be who I am and not fear the people around me. I just want to say thank you for that, and that I don't know what I'd have done if I never would have met you." There was numerous awes from the crowd, and I reach forward with my kerchief to dab the tears that had gathered in her eyes.

I turn to Goodwitch for my queue to continue. She nods in my direction and I pull out a piece of purple paper, purple because it reminds me of Blake. I smile at this and begin reading. "Um, I'm not all that good with words, you know, and it never really occurred to me that I'd have to be, but for you, I tried. I want you to know, without a doubt, that I love you with all my heart. You are the shade that cools me on a summer day. You are my rain in a long drought. You are the beat of my heart, and the wind in my hair. You're always there, always beside me, and my love is proof that you're always inside me, there in my heart. I love you and always will. And, just so you know, I'm pretty sure that the debt that you thought that you owed me was paid with our very first kiss." I give her a nervous smile, trying to convey my sincerity. More tears gather in her eyes, and I just wind up handing her the kerchief altogether to dab them away.

Goodwitch nods at us, clearly holding back tears that seem all too evident. She gestures for the ring bearer, which is actually Zwei, strangely enough, to come forward. "You have for each other a golden ring. This most precious of metals symbolizes that love is the most precious element in your life together. The ring has no beginning and no ending, which symbolizes that the love between you will never cease. You place these rings upon each other's fingers as a visible sign of the vows which, this day, have made you husband and wife."

We each grab the other's ring from the pillow and hold it out to place it on each other's finger. I take a deep breath and hold her hand. "I give you this ring, a symbol of my love, as I give to you all that I am, and ask from you, all that you are." I slip it onto her finger and hold out my hand for her.

She takes my hand into her smaller one, and I can't help but grin like an idiot. It's almost over. She's almost my wife. The giddiness is almost palpable around me. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself as she puts the ring on. "I give you this ring as a symbol of my love. May it remind you always that you are surrounded by my enduring love."

We stand there, holding hands as Goodwitch finishes the ceremony. "I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride. May your union last a lifetime and beyond."

I look Blake in the eyes and smile. I lean in and give her a light peck on the lips. I know she's never been all that into PDA, so I try to keep it short, but she links her hands behind my neck and drags out the kiss, much to my surprise and pleasure. It's very similar to our first kiss, but the sparks have gotten stronger. There's fireworks going off inside my head and I can't help but want to hold onto this feeling forever. The realization hits, though, in a tangible explosion of joy within my heart and mind. She's my wife now. I will have this feeling forever. When we pull away, I can't help the huge smile that spreads across my face. I look down at Blake, now Blake Arc. God, that sounds really weird, good, but really weird. I breathe a sigh of relief when I see my smile reciprocated. "Hello, Mrs. Arc."

Still smiling, she pinches the bridge of her nose. "Please, Jaune, don't be that guy."

I chuckle to myself as I take her hand and start toward the exit. "Sure, sure, Mrs. Arc."

I laugh at her reaction. She smacks my arm. "I could easily annul this marriage."

I fake pout, but it's really hard with how excited I am. "Aww, but you love me too much."

"Sure, keep telling yourself that." She winks at me and gives me a peck on the cheek.

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Maverick Arc

This is what I wanted to come true. This is what that vision depicted that night. I could feel the happiness and love exuding from the two through the Fate Line, and I wanted this to happen, for both of them. I sigh in contentment and hug Eve close as Jaune and Blake, the new Arc couple, make their way toward the door. "I knew it was a good idea."

Eve looks up at me in a bit of confusion before realization hits her. She nods at me, smiling, and gives me a peck on the lips. "One of your finer moments, Rick, one of your finer moments."

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A/N: So, how was the story? I have a thing for fluff if you hadn't noticed. :) Anyhoodles, I don't think there's a point in following the story anymore, but I wouldn't mind if you favorited and reviewed. :D