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Shiloh Dupree

"An order is an order..."

"What is this?" Shiloh stood not too far away, arms crossed and blank expression on his handsome face. He stared at the two teens, stepping closer until he stood above them. How odd. The boy seemed to be a neko of some type, and clearly bleeding out. Of course, this meant nothing to the elder blonde, who saw the two and thought very little of their situation. He looked around, curious if anyone was even closeby to help, and this foolish boy seemed intent on laying on his back. Still, it wouldn't do any good if he were dead.
The man knelt to the ground, lifting the neko boy's free hand to his mouth and nibbling on his little finger. His face screwed up in disgust, and he spit away the nasty taste onto the ground. Yuck! Now this boy really needed to live. His sins weren't tasty enough. Pushing the girl away, he rolled the boy onto his back and pushed down hard on the wound, pulling a needle and thread out of his pocket. This boy was sure lucky that Shiloh had spent all night and day mending Gustav's dress coat. Threading the needle while pushing down with his knee, Shiloh pushed the rest of the boy's shirt away. He grabbed another needle out of his pocket, then dug deep into the wound to pull out the bullet. After it was out, he started to sew up the bullet wound, not bothering to take special care of the boy. If he wasn't so stupid, he probably wouldn't have gotten shot.
Shiloh glanced to the girl, then looked back to the boy and ordered over his shoulder. "Pretend like you're actually useful and call for help. Here." He tossed his cell phone on the ground, punching in the number and sliding it towards her. "And don't take too long. I have limited minutes." He sounded bored, like he was just playing some silly game, like Operation. In reality, to Shiloh, this was like saving the life of a deer too in-between to offer proper meat.

"... and I am nothing if not obedient."

Leon Court




Unlike Nikolai, Leon wore white, craving some semblance of tradition. They'd searched high and low for the perfect minster who would perform the marriage, taking so long that Leon's hair had stubbornly begun to grow long once again. It had taken much longer than he'd expected, but he was happy either way. He'd been trembling nonstop since the night before. It all suddenly seemed real. Of course, it wouldn't really make a huge difference, being that they already had sex and lived together, but it made it permanent, it was an announcement to the world.
Music drifted through the air as the groom began to walk down the aisle, and Leon couldn't take his eyes off of him. It was almost like a dream, and although his knees were still shaking, Leon wouldn't change a single thing. Nikolai looked even more beautiful than usual, although anyone who knew him was more surprised that his tie wasn't about to fall off. But Leon didn't pay any mind to the tie. All he cared about was the man of his dreams walking down the aisle towards him.
Beside Leon, Leonard stood, his beard trimmed and jacket just a little too tight. He still wasn't completely sure about all of this, but seeing his cousin so happy, he couldn't help but be happy too. "Wow," said Leonard, about to comment about Nikolai cleaning up good.
"I know," whispered Leon breathlessly, his loving gaze enough to shut Leonard up.

Leon Court




Leon took Nikolai's hand, chuckling quietly at his words. Pulling him a little closer, he nodded back to Chaos, then turned to face the minister, sneaking peeks out of the corner of his eye to Nikolai. He couldn't help himself, he'd never seen such a beautiful sight. The first time they were at the school, he couldn't have ever imagined falling in love again, much less getting married again. But now, he could hardly believe he'd wasted so much time.
"Dearly beloved," began a sober Kiyaka from the minister's place, a white collar around her neck. "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of these witnesses, to join this dead guy and this Sin in matrimony commended to be honorable among all, and therefore is not to be entered into lightly but reverently, passionately, lovingly and solemnly. Into this, these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." She stared pointedly out into the crowd. "I'm not supposed to threaten anyone, but I've got a hundred bucks riding on this wedding going all the way through, so keep your traps shut." A couple of the people chuckled, and she quickly returned to her post and smiled at the two men. "I've known Nikolai for a very long time. We've been supporting each other through terrible boyfriends, crazy girlfriends, almost weddings and suicides that we definitely had nothing to do with, and whatever else fun thing you can think of. Through thick and thin, we've held hands and strut through the bull together, and I truly believed that it would always be that way. Until, of course, a shy, timid little man walked through my door and asked about the position newly open for a psychology teacher. Who knew that that man would one day tame the wild Sin who had possessed the hearts of nearly every person he knew? Who knew that he would be the one bring happiness to my dear friend's eyes? I sure as hell wish I did, because then I would've been running a pool on their relationship this whole time." After the laughs quieted, she nodded to the couple. "Luckily for me, Leon and Nikolai hasve opted to write their own vows, so let's start with Nikolai Byko." She turned to him, nodding once.

Leon Court




The woman squeaked quietly after Nikolai's vow, trying hard not to fangirl and wiping a tear from her eye before it burned her skin. This was way better than she thought it was going to be, and Nikolai seemed to be holding up, so the wedding was probably going to continue. Most likely, at least. Kiyaka looked to Leon, reaching out to poke his shoulder. "Your turn, hot stuff."
Leon nodded, then cleared his throat and was quiet for a few seconds. It was a little hard to collect his thoughts, to remember the speech he'd written, but no matter what he said, he knew that the Sin would understand, so he nodded and kept his loving gaze on Nikolai's face. "Before I met you, Nikolai, I knew your reputation. Our very first date, I fully expected you to walk out on me the first chance you got. I always expected you to leave at some point, keeping my heart steeled and at the ready to harden once again. Yet instead of seeing your eyes watch other potential victims, I saw them stare at me; instead of waking up alone in a cold bed, I awoke every morning with you safe in my arms; instead of walking through life and just trying to get by, you brought fire to my boring existence and helped me to really learn to love again." He glanced over to the crowd, then to the ground. "Especially after what happened with Maggie.
"When I lost her, I thought I would never be capable of opening my heart again. However," he said, his eyes raising to look into Nikolai's eyes. "I have found with you the greatest love that any man could ever find, a love that transcends time, death, and even becoming a parent." His eyes briefly glanced to Aysun, winking at her before looking back to Nikolai. "In good times, in bad times, in sickness, in health, in life, and even in death, I promise to be forever true to you and to love you for all the days of my life, and forever after, because everyone knows that even after we die, we'll find a way to come back to each other. We're really meant to be, Nikolai, and I'm willing to spend eternity proving that to you every single day."
Kiyaka sighed dreamily, then gestured for Aysun to come up and hold out the rings. "Time to exchange rings, guys. Nikolai, do you take this man to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part, and even after all that because you two are stubborn?" she asked.

Leon Court




Kiyaka waited until Aysun came up to look to Leon. "And Leon, do you take this man to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part, and even after all that because you two are so, so stubborn?" she asked.
The man looked away from Kiyaka and back to Nikolai, a smile ever-present on his handsome face. "I do, I do, I do," was his answer. He turned away from Nikolai, reaching for the ring pillow. After picking up the smaller band, he booped Aysun's nose with his pinky, then reached for Nikolai's hand and slid the ring onto his finger. "With this ring, I thee wed," he recited.

Leon Court




The woman didn't speak at first, pulling a tissue from her pocket to wipe her tears and her nose. "I didn't bring enough Kleenex," she whimpered, then cleared her throat and nodded to them both. "By the power vested in me by the state of wherever we are and the internet, I now pronounce you husband and husband. Go on, kiss each other!" She cheered as the crowd applauded, waiting for the two to kiss.
"I love you, husband," whispered Leon. He wrapped his arms around Nikolai's waist, then pulled him into a sweet, tender kiss, petals falling around them as the wind picked up and blew at the flowers that were all in the garden. He couldn't ever imagine a more beautiful scene, but he hardly noticed anything but the man in his arms, the man he'd died for and that he'd die for again.

Leon Court




Leon needed to be reminded that they were in front of all their friends and family by Leonard nudging his elbow, but by the time the kiss ended, he didn't care. He was married for the second time, but this time, it wasn't a mistake. He knew they'd be together for the rest of their existences. Keeping their hands intertwined, the newly-married man led Nikolai down the aisle, his eyes never leaving him. "What do you think comes next?" he asked before they reached the stairs, the cheers still resounding around them.