Twisted Two

Nothing Will Change

They arrived in Brazil later on with no delay, but once they got to the wedding venue, everything wasn't in disarray as they had expected. Well, as Soryu expected.

But the bidders acted along, pretending to be shocked until Eisuke smirked. "Looks like we're on time..."

"Wait, what?" Soryu raised a brow but only to have a tux shoved in his face as he was dragged away by Baba and Ota. Oh no...

"Come on, Sor! You need to change!" Baba was giddy as he and Ota dragged Soryu into a room. "What the hell is going on, Lupin?"

"A wedding, Sor. Yours."

~*****~

Soryu groans as once again, the artist and thief drag him outside to a courtyard.

It was lavishly decorated for a mafia wedding, it looked like any normal one. Well, except for some people who had been carrying guns.

There were strings of different flowers hung around the fences. The trees and hedges couldn't be more right in timing as flowers were blooming in flower and tree bushes. A gazebo stood in the middle, a red carpet rolled out towards it. Chairs were set in front of the  gazebo, giving the guests a clear view of what would be happening.

They had even placed a small dance floor on the side of the wide yard.

The bidders were acting normal, Yukio off speaking to, perhaps, some relatives of theirs in the mafia world.

The bidders were seated, chatting among themselves but Soryu couldn't help but stare at the wedding venue.

Was this really the last time he would see her? And in this way...?

~*****~

"Soryu..." Yumiko sat alone in plains of grass, looking out to the swaying grass as she clutched a teddy bear close to her. She could smell the faint, familiar scent of the mobster she loved. It was minty, the smell of his shampoo... Everything she loved.

She cried quietly, despite it only being her in the vast plains. Just then, she heard a gentle voice call to her from behind. She turned around expectantly, but it was Ryo.

'What were you thinking girl? He's not coming for you.'

"What, Ryo?" She wiped her tears and hugged her only memento from Soryu.

"It's time to get ready, Yumi... We have three hours."

"Very well." she stands and holds the teddy as they walk back to the wedding venue. The wedding was held near the Silver Jaguars HQ, where she was to get ready.

Back in the HQ, Ryo was getting ready and Yumiko was dragged away by a few mafia mobsters and maids to get ready.

They helped her into her wedding dress and styled her hair, played with a small layer of makeup and jewelry. Two hours later, they were left with 15 minutes before the ceremony. Her groom, Hajime of the Jaguars was standing quietly by the priest on the altar, stoic.

They pinned the veil on and her bouquet was handed over. She takes a deep breath as she walks out. 

It was time.

~*****~

A tear rolls down her cheek as she steps through the arch of flowers by the first end of the aisle. She hides it and her face and eyes were empty as she takes one more step.

One... Everyone turns.

Two... Her groom looks.

Three... She spots him.