Ezim

Good morning, Corinne
today is a special day. The 14th of Advent begins with one of your favorite parts of this story. Dramatic, hot with self-sacrificing devotion, full use of all supernatural powers and of course with a happy ending😉

The fact of knowing Toru was married already gnawed at Taka's nerves, but when April, the blonde American and best friend of the bride, told him another secret, he completely lost control.

Hichan, as always, tried in his own way to save the festivities, but the singer would not be stopped and stepped up to action.

"Where is your younger brother, anyway?" The grandmother pointed to the empty seat next to Taka. He combined instantly and his wide eyes widened as he opined:

" You, ... you think?" His gaze turned to his friend, who seemed to be having a delicious conversation with the bride's parents. "That ... explains everything, of course."

With a jerk, he stood up and his chair tipped backward onto the backrest. The loud rumble did not go unheard, and so the wedding party instantly fell into an expectant silence.

"Takahiro san, what are you planning to do?" whispered Grandma Hinata not really surprised, but perhaps now a little worried. Surely the Moriuchi brothers were well-educated young men and would not come to blows at a wedding?

Cautiously, she looked up at the lanky Japanese man next to her and noticed that Takahiro had a sardonic grin on his face. Her intuition told her to warn him:

"You know what happens when Hichan ... drinks? And his smirk was enough of an answer for her. No further attempt to talk him into his conscience would stop him.

When Takahiro raised his wine glass next to the old lady and made a toast in a firm voice, she could only wish the alien in Toru, all the best. His older brother was going to do something.

"My dear long-time best friend, Toru Yamashita. I would also like to extend my warmest congratulations to you, and since I didn't get a chance to congratulate you earlier, .... I'm sorry, to congratulate you and your wife, I'll do it now, ... all the more heartfelt. Raise your well-filled glasses and let's toast the couple." He laughed innocently and waited until everyone responded to his invitation. From the groom's reaction, Takahiro immediately knew he had been correct in his assumption. He stopped a waitress and asked her to provide the blond tall man at the end of the table with a fresh drink.

"To our handsome couple," he then added, motioning for the rest of the older patrons to do the same, but the grandmother was still struggling with herself.

"Takahiro san, ... are you sure?" The latter nodded, and to heat things up a bit more, he stepped out of line and walked toward Maho and Toru with his hand raised, waving the bulbous large wine glass. The closer he moved, all the wider his smile became. Hichan in his medium didn't seem to have quite realized the situation yet, he relied on his shield and since they were both wearing their rings, nothing could actually happen. After all, he could accidentally drop the glass with the alcohol, or distract the crowd with a little speech to buy time. He could also sing one of his songs, ... oh no, that wouldn't work with Toru's voice. He would think of something, he was "Himan", wasn't he?

When there were only a few feet between them, a sudden wave of heat ran through the blond man.

"Stop!" croaked Toru, holding his hands defensively in front of him, 'Santo cielo, whats happening?' And again, the groom's body jerked and Hichan groaned. Taka stopped to give him a little rest. He opened his jacket, which he decently wore again, and loosened his tie. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, however, from excitement to finally face his much-missed friend, even if he was currently being controlled by an alien.

"Toru san, faithful guitarist and band leader. Raise your glass and drink with us. Be happy in your marriage to Maho and ..."

"Me ... ah ... I'm so turned on, eh ... I meant excited," the alien in the groom stuttered, trying to silence his brother in time. But as Taka took a step forward, Toru staggered awkwardly backward.

"Honey, are you all right?" the bride asked, trying to support her husband, but he avoided her.

'There's no such thing, what's wrong? I'm losing control! ' Hichan fretted and tried to struggle on.

'It's all right, ... Mori ...eh ... uchi chan, ... oh san, damn me... fire .. oh ... glad to welcome you ... oh ... you are too hot ... eh ..."

'What the heck is going wrong here again? I'm about to suffocate.' His thoughts swirled. No proper sentence escaped the medium's mouth anymore.

"It's so ... bed ... eh, nice of you to toast with me, but ... better it stands ... oh no, ... later I mean ... please, ... Taka." The redhead made another attempt to back away. It looked as if they were repelling each other like two equally magnetic poles. Every step the singer took, the husband backed away.

Until now, the guests had followed the whole spectacle in silence and a little wonder, waiting patiently for the highlight, which was yet to come, because Taka was still not completely satisfied. Although he had heated his brother properly, but he would go a little further to wipe out the red devil once for all. He casually waved to Toru and now Hichan in the groom knew why the protective shield seemed so sketchy. The ring of the father was gone. So, what was the alien to choose? Fire and flame or the wine? Both could bring him down. But his brother took the decision from him.
"I'll give you a reason," Takahiro began to sing. "To keep your heart beating. ... But don't worry, it's safe right here in my arms."

A murmur went through the crowd, and really everyone was now hanging on eagerly to what was happening at the end of the hall. The two bandmates were known for their spectacular acting skills. A new performance to their most famous song?

Toru's body suddenly fought back against the unwanted intruder. The so deeply rooted feelings towards the singer, took over and Hichan was helplessly at the mercy of it all. The true love was so strong, much stronger than anything the little one had experienced before.

"As the world falls apart around us and all I can do is .... hold on, hold on," Toru answered mechanically, stumbling forward, still catching himself on two chairs, but with each further step from his friend, the blond slumped to his knees. He groaned, rolling his eyes unnaturally, and before he could fold forward, Taka was already squatting in front of him, and grabbed him by the shoulders.

"Take my hand and I'll bring you back. I'll risk everything if it's for you. So get up, get up, Toru!" With the last of his strength, the tall man raised his head once more and whispered:

"Just gotta keep you. I wanna wake up, ... wake up, just tell me how I can. ... Never give up. " Then he closed his eyes

"They might call me crazy, for saying I'll fight until there is no more. Blinded I can't see the end ... so tell me, where do I begin?"

The blond was no longer able to answer. His lips parted, not a second too soon, no more sound came out of his throat, but the alien escaped the hot flames with an invisible help.

"Don't say a word, I can hear you despite the silence between us. I'll take this chance and I'll make it mine," Takahiro was still singing before he pulled the tall, limp body into an embrace. The singer hugged the still hot blond tightly and whispered in his ear:

"I will always love you, Toru san".

After a turbulent wedding night, the couple had finally found each other. They were now four, a pretty quartet and the secret was lifted. Maho is actually expecting a child.