Naruto and Hinata walked through Konoha holding hands receiving mixed feelings about the announcement of their wedding from the villagers. Most were still rejecting him because of the thing inside of him, and those few unaware of Narutos history were ignorantly blissful about the whole thing. Hinata glanced at Naruto who was looking rather disappointed. Whats wrong Naruto? He looked down at the invitations he carried in his hand. Its nothing; I just thought wed be married by now. Hinata pouted slightly at Narutos comment. I think its still too early to give out the invitations. Weve only been planning it for two months so I think were moving pretty quickly. Naruto sighed, knowing he couldnt win this argument. He instead knocked on the door of their next guest. After a second knock a yawn was heard from within the house as someone shuffled over to the door.
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Let me warn you about three things.
1.He was a major troll.
2.A prick at times.
3.Sexy as hell.
You took a deep breath looking over at your best friend,Celty Sturulson, she gave you the thumbs up and typed something on her phone.
'You look stunning [Name]~' You read with a smile and hugged her close.
"Thanks Celty." You smiled and grabbed your bouquet.
You took a deep breath and walked out of the room,you glanced at Shizuo and gave him a small smile before linking your arm with his. He was to give you away seeing as how your parents wanted nothing to do with you. You knew how he felt about Izaya but he was being nice enough to give you way to the man he hated,that's what you called a great friend.
So you were marring? Izaya Orihara Ikabukro's informant broker. So how did you get him to agree to this marriage? Simple black mail. Yes you had dirt on the man who had information on everyone and
Tracing his fingers over the white and black keys of his piano, Alfred F. Jones breathed inwardly to himself, and deeply wished that this was a dream. He closed his eyes and lay his head down on crossed arms. Memories flashed of himself and Matthew, his crush, his love, his best friend, talking.
"Hey Al! I heard you finally earned enough money to buy those music scores you've wanted!"
Matthew ran towards him, slowed down, panting, out of breath, smiling.
"Yeah! That's 'cause I've been doing yard work around the community! Everyone wants my heroism!"
Giggling, Matthew asked, "You'll never change."
Alfred looked up and flashed a heroic smirk. "I'm pretty freaking cool. I'll be your hero too, of course!"
"Yes. My knight in shining armor is just a dork in tin foil." Matthew winked.
"Well anyways, I'll see you later, alright? Toris, Elizaveta, and I promised we'd meet up with Feliks to re-paint his house."
"U-uh, r-right. Later, Matt!"
Before walking away, Matthew pet Al