"Things...couldn't be worst." Ichiru found himself in the main lobby of the hotel-dressed in a long flowing wedding gown-the veil covering his pale face and his silver hair was pulled into a low pony tail behind his neck. His dress was a strapless one and who knows how it kept to his slender figure. He thought it was going to fall off. It sure was
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He broke away and his whole was red again, he could understand why," Are you sure...Suzaku?"
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