AN: This… is a little odd. To me, at least. Like I said last time, I'm not usually a fluff person. I'm not even sure where this lovey-dovey nonsense is coming from. Where's my angst? There's supposed to be an earth-shattering pile of angst!

Anyway. If the comment about Minako's age doesn't give it away, this does take place before the other two entries in this little set of vignettes. Since Rei and Jadeite are already married in the series, the marriages are in this order: Rei/Jadeite, Minako/Kunzite, Usagi/Mamoru, Ami/Zoisite, Makoto/Nephrite, then Rei/Jadeite part two. (For part one, check out previous story "Death of Stars" and maybe bring tissues.) That's why this chapter is first even though it was the third one put out.

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No one was more surprised than Minako when she decided not to make her wedding a grand affair.

That wasn't to say that it wasn't special, magical, and perfect, because it was. It just wasn't the big spectacle everyone had expected. Instead of grand parties and a perfectly fashionable dress with all the trappings that suited a celebrity, she elected for a private ceremony attended only by their core group of ten, with Rei officiating.

She wore an off-the-rack ivory sheath dress rather than the designer gown she might have chosen (would have been pressed into) for a bigger occasion, though she and the other girls agreed that there was something perfect and utterly flattering about the simple lace falling to her knees that a more traditional style wouldn't have been able to match.

She wondered if it was the magic – real magic – that made the difference. The night air had been filled with perfume, and little dancing fireflies had filled the clearing. Both had been Mamoru's doing, coaxing the flowers into bloom and calling the fireflies though they usually wouldn't be spotted in Tokyo for another couple of months. Tiny fireballs, hardly more than embers, hovered in clusters over the space where Rei would officially marry them. There had been a storm in the forecast, but Makoto had sent it away for a few hours, giving them a chance to celebrate. Kunzite himself had summoned the aisle and little stage from the earth. They were both marble shot through with veins of quartz, adding to the soft lighting. Ami had called up a little fountain from a reservoir hidden deep under the surface, and its tinkling further enhanced the private and romantic mood.

The gifts the others had contributed were less obvious, but still undeniably present. Zane had been able to use the quartz to charm music into the very stones, filling them with the songs he had so carefully recorded for the day. Masato sang the starsong until they shone so brightly that Venus almost appeared close enough to touch. Usagi had spent hours circling the site, crystal in hand, banishing all the darkness that had ever marred its history and spreading a spell of perfect serenity through it. That blessing would endure long after the ceremony. Jomei had further bolstered it with his own particular brand of enchantment, murmuring words of peace and love that endured beyond the breaking of the world.

With all of the incredible effort her friends had put into making her wedding perfect, Minako almost thought she hadn't been able to contribute anything herself. She worried her lower lip with her teeth as she waited for her cue, wondering what she could have done to add to the moment. Even Kunzite had been able to make something.

She cast that moment of hesitation aside when she heard the music swell. It didn't matter then that she was only six months twenty and marrying a man twelve years her senior. It didn't matter that her parents had once again done everything possible to ruin things for her, to try and force her into the role they wanted. It didn't even matter that the magic waiting in that clearing didn't hold any of her own. The beautiful melody Zane had written for the two of them called her out, ready to join her life to the man who had in truth owned it for longer than either of them had really known. She lifted her head and all but floated down the aisle.

The second she laid eyes on Kunzite, the second his touched on her, all the magic laid out around them vanished. They were the only steady objects in a world that had tossed everything asunder more times than they could count. They were the single enduring things in each other's lives. Their bond sang between them.

Minako barely heard Rei conducting the ceremony, barely remembered responding when asked, barely heard him do the same. She was so fixated on him, their gazes enmeshed, that the formality of the wedding itself seemed like a non-issue. They had, in their own hearts, been wed for more than a millennium. A piece of paper and a few words wouldn't change that.

But her gift could add to it.

She'd chosen a ring for him, of course, the sort of practical, sturdy thing that he would have chosen for himself, the sort of thing that resembled him so closely. In that moment, it wasn't right. He didn't need another piece like himself. He needed something of her, as she needed something of him. When Usagi went to offer them the rings, she flicked the one she'd bought to the side. It wasn't discarded, would still serve its purpose from day to day if it suited him, but in that moment she owed him something better.

"I didn't know what to do for you, or how to make this more special. Now I think I do." Minako held out her hand, called on her crystal, and felt the miniscule particles of metal in the ground move at her will. Her mind raced through them in a flash, following as it spoke to her, guiding her to what she wanted. A thin vein of gold finally appealed to her senses, just enough for her purpose. She summoned that gold to her, felt it rush to answer her call, coming from the earth in a fine stream. It swirled over her palm as she communicated her desire to it, and in a final flash of light a new ring appeared in her hand. "This is who I am. Who I've always been. This is what I can give you."

He took it reverently, understanding her meaning without any further words. The ring, created through her powers and in her reflection, was a narrow band of golden hearts. They so closely resembled the links of her Love-Me Chain that it might have been the metaphysical made manifest, a tiny fraction of a goddess's power.

Without a word, he returned it to her and extended his left hand so she could place it on his finger, as he'd done with the band for her moments before. Another woman might have been slighted by his silence, but she knew as she always had that he didn't have the skill to express his heart out loud. His gaze said all she needed to know.

Breaking the solemn mood with a levity that suited them just as well, Rei grinned. "Well, I'd say to kiss the bride, but I think you guys managed a more spectacular climax. Whenever you're ready, I guess."

Kunzite was a stoic man, taciturn even at the best of times, but in that single moment, surrounded by the magic and gifts of all who loved them, a true smile graced his thin lips as he pulled Minako into his embrace for the sort of kiss that could inspire legends.

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AN: So… much… sap… I don't even know how I did that. It's so weird for me. …Oh well. As always, I'd love to hear what everyone thinks, so hit the pretty review button and let me know. Till next time!