Chapter 30: Her ending, His ending, their beginning

"I think we should change this one, Yuki-chan, it makes me look fat…" Mikan trailed off, looking at the mirror worriedly. Yuki looked at her, pursing her lips. "You're right, I think it flares up way too much, let me look for another one, okay?" She said and disappeared onto the rows and rows of fabulous wedding gowns she had ordered for her one and only Mi-chan. They had been made exclusively for her, a wedding gift, Yuki insisted. (Part of her just wanted to dress her up like a doll, thought, but the brunette didn't need to know that.) Suddenly, the door opened to reveal Devon in a white buttoned up shirt and a half fixed tie. He fixed his eyes on her and started to speak:

"Mikan, there you are, what's taking so-"

Only to be high-kicked by Yuki…The brunette stared and sweat dropped as he crashed against the wall outside the room and as the door slowly closed by itself, Yuki was left smiling.

"Um, Yuki-chan?" She inquired. "Why…?"

"Oh~ Grooms are not supposed to see their brides wedding gowns before the wedding." She answered casually before opening the door, still smiling so brightly. "Koshiba-kun didn't know that but at least now he does~ wait here for a bit, Mikan-chan, I'll ask the designers for more dresses." And then she disappeared into the long hallway. The chocolate eyed girl sweat dropped again before looking at the mirror once more.

"It really makes me look fat…" She said dejectedly. "It doesn't, actually." The voice nearly made her jump she turned around and saw Devon rubbing his tender head. His tie was completely loose and fell to the floor. "Darn Hana, was she trying to kill me?" He muttered and looked at her, scrutinizing her.

"Really? It doesn't?" Mikan inquired. He shook his head.

"You know what, it makes you look fatter." The ice eyed boy stated.

That day, Devon experienced getting kicked outside a room twice.

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Chapter 30: Her ending, His ending, their beginning

To say she was one of a kind was true; Devon realized that on the day of their wedding.

By far, she was the only person, only bride he saw who tripped during the ceremony. The music stopped and several people rushed towards her, including him, only to be stopped by her gloved hands.

"Wait…I can handle this." She muttered, looking determined and he smiled inwardly at how beautiful and adorable she looked right now. "Fine, but at least let me help you up." He whispered reaching out his hands to her. In a few moments, the ceremony continued, albeit reluctantly and ended with-

"You may now kiss the bride."

And Devon did just that.

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A few days later, they were in Paris, enjoying the scenic view the Eiffel tower had to offer. The tickets had been a wedding gift and although Devon could have booked this himself, Mikan insisted that they use it and using her cute puppy eyes prowess; the ebony haired boy couldn't do anything but comply with his wife's wishes.

Wife,

Mikan Koshiba.

He liked the sound of that.

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After a long day of touring, the newlyweds curled against each other in one of Paris' hotel rooms. "Devon, how many kids do you want?" Mikan asked sleepily, snuggling closer to him. He, also half asleep, murmured: "Two would be enough…a girl and a boy…" exhaustion took over "Okay…tell me when you feel like having them, all right? Good night." She said and slept on his chest. "Sure, whatever." Devon said, running a hand through her hair and closed his eyes. He opened them right after.

"Wait, WHAT?"

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"Mama, I want more sweets!" A young girl, strikingly resembling her, pleaded. Mikan chuckled and patted the girl's long, ebony locks. "Nami-chan, you'd have cavities by then!" She said. "Aww…" Nami hung her head low. "But-!" She tried again, using her large, chocolate eyes as a weapon, something she inherited from her mother. Mikan visibly swallowed and tried to look away.
"So you finally see what kind of weapon those eyes of yours are." A voice commented.

"Daddy!" Nami chirped rushing over to him. "Don't I get a hug, Nana-chan?" A young boy, four years older than her, asked, using his pet name for her. He followed closely behind Devon, auburn locks messy from the wind. The exuberant girl stopped and gave her older brother, Riku, a short hug.

"Silly Nii-chan, of course I wouldn't forget!" She said cheerfully. Riku ruffled her hair affectionately, ice eyes looking amused. Devon, on the other hand picked her up from the ground. Mikan chuckled, walking over to him and kissing Riku on the cheek. "I see the kind of torture I've put you through." She said to him. They all laughed and headed towards their house, an image of a happy and well-to-do family.

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After everything, they'd finally reached their happy ending.

Devon and Mikan Koshiba, together, from now, till the end of their lives.

"I love you, Mikan."

"I love you too, Devon."

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Letting Go, Finding New

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Thank you all so much for following and reviewing this story. I want to give special thanks to my beta reader Mishaa for encouraging me and helping me with my story line and plot. Thank you so much!

Once again, thank you to all my reviewers, you guys motivated me so much in writing.

-Midnight leo