What was going on behind the scenes in Chapter 1?

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"This is all your fault," Hana said, rounding on Kyoko.

Kyoko, the villain, was laughing almost too hard to breathe.

"Hana-chan," she gasped. "He did it. He said he'd find a husband and he did it."

Kyoko was missing the point entirely. Hana wanted to pull out her hair.

"Kyoko," Hana said flatly. "You're missing the point. He's fourteen. We're fourteen. We're bridesmaids at fourteen."

That cracked up Kyoko again. "It's ridiculous," she giggled. "He'll wobble in front of an audience for class recitals. But what does he do to get married? He marches up to Hibari, calm as you please, and asks him."

Hana had not known that. Oh my God. In retrospect, that was hilarious.

"He's crazy," Hana sighed, resigned. "You're the reason we're friends with him. So this is your fault."

Kyoko just smiled.

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"Tsu-kun found a husband!" Nana exclaimed, pleased beyond words.

She clapped her hands and almost squealed. She restrained herself because Tsu-kun was looking exasperated.

"When's the wedding? Oh, mama has so many stories to tell about her own wedding," she sighed. "Can mama help? Who's planning it?"

Tsun-kun said, "Kyouya's Mother."

"What a kind woman to do it for you," Nana said.

"Yep. Completely the epitome of saint hood," Tsu-kun muttered under his breath.

Nana steamrolled over him. Planning weddings always left her in a good mood.

Briefly, she contemplated the thought of telling Iemitsu, before shrugging it away. If her dear hubby wanted to know, he'd visit more often.

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Kusakabe looked at the couple in front of him.

"Kusakabe," Kyo-san had told said. "I am marrying Tsunayoshi three days from now. Present yourself tomorrow to my mother for the final preparations."

He still hasn't wrapped his head around it. Kyo-san, married. If his self-preservation was any less developed, he would be laughing.

Except, it took a special sort of crazy to keep up with Kyo-san. What sort of person was Sawada Tsunayoshi to be the one to propose?

(Conveniently forgetting that he himself kept up with Kyouya on a daily basis as well.)

"It will be my pleasure to witness your wedding, Kyo-san."

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LMAO

This is tumblr's fault.

Review please.

~hallen

Edit: If y'all want to read a fic a bit like this, but not really, HeavenlyDusk in AO3 got inspired and wrote Trophy Husband. If y'all can't find it, I've got it bookmarked in my AO3 account, which is under LadyHallen.