weddingpr

The Wedding Prob.
3 4 5 6

Whatever I thought. I didn�t have much of a choice, cause he lifted me, and swung me over his
shoulder, and led me back to the kitchen. I screamed, as I looked down towards the ground, feeling
like I was going to fall on my head. God how painful. I tried to not picture the scene if he actually
dropped me.

I hit my head on the concrete, and he says oh sorry, as I bled to death. It could happen.

When he sat me down on the floor, WuiFei, my youngest ran in the room. He was taller than, me
and I hated it. I guess he would have to be, I mean, he was fourteen. I felt so short. The only person
that wasn�t taller than me, was my sister Hilde, and she wasn�t known for her height, I�ll give you
that much.

�Hey sis, have you seen, Heero? Dou can�t find his hair brush. I knew Dou was a baka, but this
is different, he is down on his knees crying. Relena, is trying to tell him he can use her comb, but he
won�t listen.� WuiFei told me, with a roll of his eyes. I looked up at him. Dou had long honey brown
hair that went below his knees. Get the picture? I certainly do.

�What does this have to do with Heero?� I asked, knowing that Heero doesn�t use anyone�s stuff.

�Well, Dou made Heero mad, because he kept talking, and he admitted that Heero had failed his
battle exam. Heero told him he would take the most valuable thing from him, and well I think Heero
has it.�

�The last time I saw Heero was when he was outside near the pool, and that was just a few
minutes ago.�

�Thank-you.� WuiFei than turned around to yell up the stairs, that Heero is at the pool with his
hair brush.

Then the next thing you know, Dou runs in the kitchen, then passes me out the door. Not soon after did I hear a shrill scream, and then water splashing.

I ran out the door, to see Dou standing in the shadow end of the pool kissing his brush, while
Heero starred puzzled at the edge of the pool. Heero raised his eyebrows before walking towards me.

�Hey sis.� Heero said. He stopped, to wrap his arms around my waist. �That is one obsessed
person,� he told me as he kissed the top of my head.

�You shouldn�t have done that. That was mean. You know how obsessed Dou is with his
hairbrush.�

�I will kill you. Just because you are taller than me doesn�t mean I can�t fight you. You...you
hairbrush hater!� Dou screamed as he walked up the stone stairs to the edge of the pool. He was
soaked, his black clothes pressing tightly against his body.

�Is that a challenge!?� Heero yelled back with amusement in his voice.

�Yeah.�

Heero ran to Dou, and grabbed him by the waist, ad lifted him in the air, then pushed him to the ground. I say Dou doesn�t know what he is talking about.
Dou is only sixteen, while Heero is nineteen, with visible muscles.

Heero�s hands pushed down on his brother�s chest, as Dou looked up in fear. Then Heero started
to tickle Dou. He couldn�t contain the laughter, from inside. I watched smiling as Heero tickled my
brother to death.

Now you would like to say all goes well with this family. Well Heero does pay. This family is one
big cycle of insults. Ok blah, blah, blah, was all that happened during the day. Okay I feel like giving
you the details. Heero my oldest, was deeply insulted by my father�s grandparents. Like I said, this
family is one big insult factory. I call them Grand, and Grandp. They told him he looked like he was
an seventy two year old that just went through hell, and had sex with a fat woman who could kill
Ceaser�s army with her bad looks. Yes that is ugly. I don�t know where that conclusion came up, but
I tell you Heero raised his plate above his head, to toss it like a frisbee. My mother being as stupid
as she was yelled, if you are going to throw something at your father�s parents. It�s not going to be
with my china plate. Besides their not good enough for my china. This not solving anything started
a fight. Now every now and then, a insult was thrown across the house. Like my father yelling, �If
you don�t shut up old fool, I will go to the church down the street, and pray for the lord to shut you
up, before I do it myself.� This was pointed at Oldman. Grandm feeling spiritual at that moment
yelled, �Amen. Amen.� This not solving anything, my brother WuiFei, the youngest of all the boys
yelled, �God woman, if you decide to talk to me again, make sure I�m deaf.� This was pointed to my
third youngest sister, Relena. She then a few minutes later after coming back from the store with five
boxes of ice breakers, three bottles of listerine, six little bottles of tic tacs, and last but not least, a
bag of peppermints. Came back with. The police called me a few minutes ago, to say if you don�t
take all of these items to cure your breath, they will arrest you for attempt of murder.� The day has
been like that, with harsh words being thrown around, without care of the other�s feelings. Yeah, see
what kind of family I live with? If you don�t please get glasses.

Okay, now we are at the dinner table. I�m so lucky my father decided to cook, because my SM.
Well let�s just say if you were to eat her food, it�d be the last thing you ever put in your big mouth.
She wanted to cook something, so she cooked the vegetables. I swear I heard them yelling spare me
in the kitchen before she cooked them. I was tempted to run in the kitchen and yell, �stop in the name
of cooking,� but I didn�t want to give my SM something to gossip about. Anyway it just so happened
that the vegetables she cooked, look like something she got from another planet on her way back
from out of space. That is the only insult I can come up for these vegetables. But that is not the worst
thing; my mother likes to be commented on her cooking. Ha, are you like kidding? Well anyway, my
father is the only one that can pull off with such a lie to SM. So he does the commenting, and we say
we agree. It hasn�t happened yet, but it will.

Everyone saved their vegetables for last. Milardo sat next to me, while my youngest bro 14, and
I hate to admit it sometimes, my favorite bro, WuiFei sat on the other side, next to Lucretzia, my
oldest sister, who is 18. Can you believe it? He usually likes to hang around me more than anyone
else in the family. I sometimes laugh at the thought. Well anyway. My brother was done with his
meat, and wanted to start on his desert, but he couldn�t start on his desert, because he didn�t eat the
poor, tortured vegetables. Now lucky for him everyone was finished with their meat, so this was the
time for the comment.

�Um, dear this is delicious. How did you get the vegetables to be this good?� My father asked,
while he picked up a carrot, and ate it. We all cringed as we saw him sallow it, and manage a smile.
God, he is a man. I could never do that.

�Answer the question, so we don�t make the same mistake.� Catherine kicked Dou on the leg,
hearing the insult. He jumped and grabbed his foot. He mumbled something, but I could not hear his
words.

We all nodded, and agreed, keeping our heads down at the table, for we knew we couldn�t lie to
her eyes. She was trained in the army, and could see right through our fony masks. Well except
Heero. He can lie, and challenge you to call him a liar.

�Thanks Trieze,� She answered before kissing him on the lips. We all grabbed our cameras, and
shot a picture, before she pulled away. It would be another moment in time when they kissed. We
had to keep up with these pictures, so when they died, we would have something to busy ourselves
as we heard the boring speech that was given at the funeral.

�So Heero, when are you going to get married? You should be ashamed. Don�t even have a
girlfriend. Why Catherine is only seventeen, and she is going to be married two weeks from now.
You, are nineteen. What�s your excuse?�

I swear Heero wanted to hit Oldman, for being so rude. I watched him change three different
shades of red, while looking down at his plate.

�Pass the potatoes?� I asked trying to get the attention off of Heero. It worked, everyone was
surprised that I would dare ask seconds.

�What are you trying to do, kill yourself?� WuiFei asked me worriedly. I looked at the potatoes,
that would not separate for my spoon to dig some out of it. I tried and tried, but then gave up.
Everyone signed except my SM. �Thank god, you couldn�t get it out of the bowl, or you would have
died a sinful death.� WuiFei smiled widely, as he watched me place the bowl back on the table.

�Now anyway, answer the question,� Oldwoman yelled.

�Now, Heero can take his time,� Trowa, one of my silent uncles told him. He got here just a few
hours ago. Trowa was a really young uncle, just like Quatre. Trowa was on my mother�s side of the
family, and was always fighting with his parents. He was only nineteen, like Quatre was. Quatre was
on my father�s side of the family, and was the most cheerful. He just didn�t communicate with his
parents, and not communicating led to fights.

�What do you mean take his time? He�s still a virgin.�