EPILOGUE

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"I want you. All your mistakes. All your imperfections. I want you, and only you."

- Anonymous

My heart beat against my rib cage as my mother and I slowly descended down the hall. The more we walked down the mint colored area, the louder the music became, the harder my heart pumped. I bit my lip, drawing blood, wiping my sweaty palms on the side of my new, white tuxedo.

"Don't be nervous," mom said, grabbing my arm tighter. "Just be happy."

The piano song rung in my ears, seeming to ease my nerves, even if just a bit. One step at a time, I told myself, trying to control my uneven breathing. Mom gave me a small, encouraging smile, and then I pushed through the doors, the murmur of the crowd echoing as I came into view.

Red flooded my cheeks and I was suddenly feeling like a small child once more. It was like being caught doing something I shouldn't be, yet I wasn't regretting it.

My eyes searched for my fiancés spheres, but were momentarily distracted by the profusion of white blossoms that hung around me, all different colors from white, to blue, to purple. Gossamer ribbons dripped from wall to wall, sodden in sparkly particles and colorful stripes. I tore my eyes from the beautiful scene to another view; my fiancé. Past all the anxious and awestruck onlookers was the row of best men, it was finally him.

All I really saw was his face; his usually perfect blonde hair was even more impeccable, meticulously gelled up with precise precision. Down over that, was his beautiful pale skin, highlighting his big and bright lavender eyes. His eyes weren't looking at me until I stared at him for a good five seconds, and then they widened. The smile that broke put on his face was breath taking, making me want to take a picture for the moment to last forever. His suit was his usual color, white and slightly form fitting, a purple stripe adorning his collar, with a fuscia bow tie.

Suddenly it was only the pressure of mom's arm' holding down my own that kept me from sprinting down the aisle. Tamaki held out his hand, and I took it, releasing my mother. She gave me one last longing look, tears fearfully hanging onto her lashes for dear life; she didn't want her baby to grow up.

It was just he and I now.

Our vows were simple, traditional, and probably had been spoken millions of times. But to me, they were heartfelt. In that moment, as the minister said his dutiful phrases, my world, which had been turned upside down and shaken sideways, seemed to settle down in its rightful place. I looked into Tamaki's shining, victorious eyes and knew that I was winning too.

Nothing else mattered as long as we were together.

I hadn't realized I was crying until it was time to say the requisite words.

"I do," I managed out in an almost incoherent whisper, blinking through the tears. The happiness that filled me was unlike any other. As I wiped my own crystalline droplets, I sniffles, laughing through an onslaught of emotion.

Tamaki shed a few tears as well, but kept them well disguised from everyone but me.

When it was his turn, the words were loud, clear, and thorough. "I do," he vowed. The minister smiled broadly at us, and then lifted our hands together. "I now declare these two men, Mr. Suoh squared!" He shouted out, just as I had told him too.

Tamaki laughed, more tears escaping.

"Just kiss him already!" Someone screamed from the crowd.

I grinned, and glanced at the minister, who inclined his head.

I gently grasped Tamaki's face in my hands, wiping his tears, moving the hair out from his face. My eyes shut as our lips connected in a first passion, my hands tangling in his hair, his arms pulling me tighter. Space was just a word made up by someone afraid of being close, I was once told.

I now understood why.

Standing underneath gleaming lights, the whoops and cheers of loved ones, in the arms of the man I loved, I couldn't ask for a better happy ending.

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HAPPILY EVER AFTER