I didn't proof read. 'Nuff said.
Meiko sighed when she tried on her fifth outfit. She and Kaito agreed to go on a date and leave the hormone filled teenagers some privacy. It was their...tenth date? After they first announced they got together. It was one of the happiest moments of her life and she let her inner childish self squeal 'til her throat was soar.
Even though her former students missed their first day of being a college freshman, she had to enjoy their ice cream date because they might not get a chance like this after a little while. They are gonna work here, after all.
Their friends, who worked at VocaUniversity before, had to go on a relaxing honeymoon and away from their teasing students. De ja vu huh? Anyway, they called in, or more like face-timed them using their iPads, to deliver the news that they got married. Kaito and Meiko were happy for them and even sent gifts and celebratory cupcakes and other sweets, that Miku had baked, to congratulate the married couple.
|~FLASHBACK~|
Their wedding was during the summer and the pairing invited the gang. It was a blast and by the end of the groom and bride's kiss, the bride through her bouquet of roses and lilies behind her. A bride throwing their bouquet high up behind their backs and someone catching it usually meant that the person who caught it would be the one that marries sooner. If that makes any sense.
Well, Meiko caught it, by accident, and Kaito ran up to her and wrapped his arms around her tightly, spinning them around. Meiko laughed and blushed a shade darker. He set her down and raced towards his disappointed former students and bragged about him getting to marry first. She rolled her eyes and was about to go to the punch table when something teal caught her eye. She turned towards it and gasped.
Others have gasped too and stopped the music to stare at the tealette. Len looked confused about how Kaito stopped talking and turned around as well. His breath hitched at the sight.
Miku had walked out of the dressing room with a wedding dress on. (Check the media for her dress. Also, imagine that her hair is curled with a light pink bow at the side of her head.) It fit her perfectly and most of the males there nearly drooled and the male teens with raging hormones whistled. Len glared at them individually. Particularly a guy who had blonde hair and was slightly taller than himself wearing a dress shirt with one of the first few buttons opened. The blonde stranger were one of the few that whistled and he even had the nerve to lick his lips while eyeing his girlfriend.
Oh heck no.
World War III is about to start.
Prepare for a bloodbath and a certain disembodied head in the middle of it.
He was about to confront the guy but he heard someone lightly cough behind him. He turned his head to find his girlfriend standing there with a shy smile and a blush on her face.
"Do I look p-pretty, Len?" Miku asked, mentally smacking herself when she stuttered. Said male stared blankly at her before answering, "No." In the corner of his eye, he could see the blonde from earlier smirk, muttering something along the lines of, "How cruel. I would never talk to something as fine as that like how he did. Hmm...maybe she's available?"
Miku widened her eyes slightly, small tears forming in her eyes. She was about to walk away when a strong grip on her wrist pulled her back and her face placed upon a firm chest that she'll never get used to feeling.
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VocaUniversity
FanfictionThe gang has surpassed high school and are on their way to university! All the study sessions and all nighters have really paid off as they got the highest test scores in their school! All of them are still in their relationships and they're growing...
