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Amamizu: Chapter Fourteen

            Months passed by, I had been planning the wedding for quite a while and finally, the big day was approaching. It was the day before the wedding and he and I had finally settled for a small gathering, in the clearing behind my house. Neither of us had enough money to actually make a difference. I was upstairs, standing in front of my floor length mirror in my sitting room. I was staring into the mirror but it didn’t matter. I wasn’t seeing, I was staring off into space as my mind wandered through the endless depths of worry, happiness, nervousness and above all, my love for Shuuya. I can’t stand not being able to see him right now. Why’d they make a stupid rule that the bride and groom can’t see each other until the stupid ceremony? I need him right now. I couldn’t help but feel nervous and excited all at once. Oh god, I feel sick. I rushed into my bathroom and turned on the cold water in the sink and hung my head under it, completely forgetting that my hair and make up were already fixed and I was drenching the collar of my shiro-maku. The red silk clung to my neck and my simple white-gold necklace slipped forward between my breasts. It was a pendant of a stephanotis flower that Nic-chan gave to me before the wedding. As always, right as I thought of her, she hurried into the room and pulled me from underneath the faucet.


“Good God! What on Earth are you doing, you fool?” Nicola pulled me from under the faucet. “Were you trying to kill yourself? ‘Cuz if you’re trying to do that, you have to ingest the water you idiot, not stick your head under it.”


I laughed slightly. “No, Nic-san, I wasn’t trying to kill myself. It’s just really, really hot in here. It has got to be like…a billion degrees in this room.”


“Well, it’s almost time for you to walk down the aisle and your hair is ruined and your make-up is running down your face and your dress…oh God. What’s wrong with you?”


“I’m…I don’t know. I guess…I’m just nervous I guess. It Shuuya the right guy? I mean…it seems so soon.”


“Both of you have been crazy for each other for forever. Just relax and breathe. By the way, it’s about 60 degrees in here. It definitely is not hot.”


            I started removing my obi-jime, then my obi-age, then my maru obi and Nicola chan removed my hand from my kimono.


“What are you doing now?”


“I have got to cool down Nic-san. I can’t wear this bulky thing. 



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