Chapter 3

Kirito couldn't hate her. She looked good and she dressed up for him. She learned his language-- He couldn't hate her. Vivian refused to believe it.

"Verarschen!" Vivian faked a laugh.

(Tn// Stop joking around)

"I'm serious," Kirito said, coldly.

"I know that we don't know each other that well, but I want to know you and I'm ready to spend my entire life learning about you," Vivian said. She looked at his hand. There wasn't any ring in his fingers.

"I see," Kirito smiled and got up "Then, see you at the wedding ceremony,"

Vivian smiled.

Something wasn't right. She didn't want to do this but her heart didn't listen to her mind. Things went fluently the preceding month. Everyone seemed busy with the preparations. There was just so much to do in the wedding! Finally, it was the wedding day.

The ceremony was held in Japan.

Vivian was dressed up in a beautiful white, wedding dress. She stood beside Kirito, who was dressed in a black suit.

The parson stood between them and asked them to take their vows.

"Vivian, do you take Kirito to be your lawfully wedded husband?" He asked. She smiled as she looked into his blue-green eyes. He was smiling while looking into her deep blue eyes.

"I do,"

"Kirito, do you take Vivian to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

He looked deeper into her eyes "I do,"

"From this day, I announce you to be husband and wife. You may kiss,"

They kissed and everyone got up as they clapped. As they moved away, Vivian whispered into Kirito's year "Nothing may separate us but the wrath of the Lord. Together we will be, in rosen meadows or prickly roads."

Kirito smiled.

The reception was arranged in the halls of the huge hotel. The musicians sat on the stage and played the standard classical wedding piece of canon in D. Everyone was eating and chatting to each other.

When Vivian was done chatting with the guests, she began looking around. She looked at her father, standing on the balcony. She walked towards him and hugged him from behind.

"Papa! What are you thinking about?" She whispered into his ear.

"I'm sad that you grew up," He looked at her.

"Well, you could just make me a potion to not grow up."

"I wish I could do that." He laughed.

Vivian stood beside him and they both looked ahead.

"Remember Vivian, the first day when you went to school?"

"Ah-- I remember! On my first day, I was so scared to leave you that I grabbed your shirt when I saw the teacher and when she pulled me away from you-- I tore away your shirt!"

"I'm surprised you still remember."

"How can I forget that, dad? That was the time when I exposed your boobs to the world!"

Lucus began laughing.

"You were a brat. But look how beautifully you've grown. I'm glad you have Kirito. I never thought that day would come so quickly. It feels like yesterday when you hated to walk by yourself and you always somehow landed on my shoulders."

Vivian didn't know what to say so she just kept quiet.

"You've finally found your prince, so it seems that daddy's not needed anymore."

"Dad," Vivian held her father's hand and he rested his warm palm on her face "Quatsch! I may find my prince but you will always be my king."

(Tn// Quatsch--Don't be silly)

"Oh mensch! You're going to make me cry,"

(Tn// Mensch-- Man)

"Wanna drink?"

"Is that even a question?"

Kirito stood with his mother and Mrs Garnette. While both the ladies were talking amongst themselves, he was staring at Vivian and her father. He suddenly met his friends and his uncle, Elios Kurosawa and began chatting with them.

There was suddenly a commotion. People were moving towards the table to see that Vivian and her father were having a drinking competition.

"These two," Mrs Garnette pressed her temples.

"It's alright," Mrs Hiomi laughed. Kirito ran towards his father out of confusion.

"Dad! What's going on? What is she doing?" Kirito whispered to his father.

"Why? Isn't it fun? A German drinking competition! We are betting for money! I bet on Vivian, you?" Mr Hiomi asked. Kirito looked angry as he clenched his fist in a wave of anger. Vivian got on the stage with the musicians, ready to give a performance as all the guests cheered for her. She drank as she sang and everybody else drank with her.

Finally, Vivian passed out. She had lost the match as Mr Garnette was still standing.

"I lost!" That was all Mr Hiomi was concerned about while Kirito was ready to dig a hole and die in it.

"Vivian? Are you alright, dear?" Mrs Hiomi patted Vivian's head "Guess it can't be helped," She turned towards Kirito.

"Take Vivian to your room. She is completely drunk."

"Okay." He simply followed what was said by his mother. It was about midnight when Vivian regained consciousness. She slowly got up from the bed and rubbed her head.

"Are you up?" Kirito asked as he walked out of the bathroom.

"Kirito! Where are we?" Vivian blushed as she looked around.

"It's our room." Kirito said, coldly.

"We have to share a room?" She asked.

"Are you an idiot? We are married now. We're gonna do much more than sharing a room."

'Somehow, he sounds a bit colder' Vivian noticed but decided to just observe for sometime. He clicked his tongue and sat on the bed. He seemed very different than how he was before. He seemed so warm and approachable then but now, he was capricious.

"Hey, you hardly even know me. Why do you like me?" He asked as Vivian sat beside him.

"Because with you, it's a different feeling to admire," Vivian blushed as she smiled.

He looked at her up and down for a while, while she bit her lips and looked at the carpet beneath.

"Strip." He said.

Vivian looked up at him.

"What? You love me, right? Then, strip, I'm your husband I have every right over you."

"That doesn't feel right," She pressed her hand over her heart.

"Does it look like I care?" She clenched her dress.

"Do you love me?" She asked.

He chuckled "Are you an idiot? You're just a tool for my success, nothing more. Love you? Bullshit-- I fucking hate you!"

"Then you shouldn't ask me to strip,"

"How should I put it? I want to kill you some time,"

She looked at him as if refusing to believe what he said.

"Will you strip now? I am waiting." She didn't say a thing. Kirito got her answer from the silence. He threw a blanket at Vivian.

"I'm sleeping on the bed. Sleep wherever you wish to."

"But, there isn't any other bed."

"Sleep on the damn sofa! Don't disturb me-- I have an important meeting tomorrow." He switched off the lights while Vivian stood on the floor with the blanket still in her hand.

She slowly walked towards the sofa and closed her eyes as she covered herself with the blanket.

'This isn't what I left my home for...'

-To be continued