Hidden Relationship and Wedding Crashers

Wedding Day

If everything goes as planned, you'll be married to Kyoya by the end of today. Hopefully it will. You look in the mirror. Your long wedding dress is quite beautiful, and you look extraordinarily pretty today. You're supposed to walk down the aisle today in only an hour. Those idiots better not screw anything up.
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You pull up in front of the venue. It's huge! The stone walls are so pretty and it looks grand. You sigh. If only this could happen under the right circumstances. The door is opened for you, and you step out, holding your dress up to make sure you don't get it dirty. Your dad comes next to you. "Today is the day! The Ootori and (l/n)families will unite and become twice as rich and powerful!" Classic dad. Only concerned about what's in it for him. He tugs you along as think about everything that could go wrong. You gulp and reluctantly enter the building in which your fate will be sealed.
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Kyoya's POV
I'm standing by the alter, and I'm nervous. We managed to successfully switch my brother and I. I'm glad father hasn't noticed. He's to busy discussing things with the guests.
Honey and Mori are hovering near him, making sure he won't notice his sons aren't where they're supposed to be.
Hikaru, Kauro, Tamaki, and Haruhi all are keeping a keen eye out for any potential issues. Well, not Tamaki. He's clinging to Haruhi and asking her about everything that might go wrong. How comforting.
I stand here for a little while longer until the moment arrives. (Y/n) is walking down the aisle. She's absolutely stunningly gorgeous! Her gown is dragging behind her and she's taking small steps, being careful not to trip. She finally makes it up here, and smiles faintly at me. I do the same to her.
The priest starts his long mandatory speech. He finally gets to the 'does anyone have any objections' part. I panicked, worried someone might realize I'm not my brother. Thank goodness, by some miracle they didn't. The priest then announced those magical words. "You may now kiss the bride." And, oh did I kiss my dear (y/n). It was full of passion and relief. The crowd clapped and cheered, but the last thing I remember was our fathers running up to us, finally seeing she had married me, not the oldest brother. They were furious, and yes, I was slapped. A lot. (Y/n) got hauled of by her father. I didn't see her for a while. But what was done was done. We were married. When I finally got to see her again, she leaped into my arms and we shared the same kiss we had on our wedding day. We moved away and bought a grand villa in Northern Japan. Our fathers rarely spoke to us, but we didn't care much. All we cared about was each other. And we were happy that way.

The End