AN:So, here it is. Yugen's ever last words, which you get to read today because my lovely beta, UglyGreenJacket, took time out of her crazy schedule to edit this for me. Thank you, love!

So, two things before we start.

First, we never learned Galaxia's "civilian" name, so I gave her one in tribute to someone very great. You'll see who.

Second, I wrote this while listening to the following song by Postmodern Jukebox: "Marry You" Canon Mashup for violin and piano. It's on Youtube if you wanna listen to it, too ;)

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Epilogue

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Usagi's eyes, agitated, whipped to Makoto's, when she barged through the door, white skirts fluttering about Makoto's form.

"Ok! False Alarm!" Makoto declared, "The rings aren't lost, Hotaru-chan had them in her other pocket," she said, and the room visibly relaxed. "Setsuna has them now, and will only give them back to her when she actually gets her cue to bring them up."

Usagi exhaled a breath, relieved, yet her fingers couldn't seem to stop trembling.

But her mother's hands found their way onto them, as Minako, also in white, like all her Senshi today, was busy combing out her hair, and Ami unzipped the lush garment bag, freeing layers upon layers of white silk and organza, hanging it onto the open wardrobe door behind her.

Usagi exhaled, slowly, looking up into her mother's comforting, calming eyes.

Usagi nodded. There wasn't anything to be said that Ikuko hadn't said to her a hundred times, already, today.

It was normal to be nervous on your wedding day.

Usagi inhaled again, deeply, as Ikuko once again lifted her brush and dabbed rouge to her cheeks, softly, not too much, and Minako put her hair into her signature buns. She'd briefly thought about doing something else with her hair for the occasion, but the girls had all looked at her like she was crazy when she'd brought it up, and then decided against it.

Yes, she thought, when her hair was up, and Minako finished pinning the flowers into it. Yes. It was the right decision. She should look like herself today.

The face that looked back at her in the mirror was a little older, a little less round, her cheekbones more pronounced, the body attached to it more womanly. But she could still see the sixteen year old girl who had confessed her love to her soulmate on his bed, all those years ago.

That sixteen year old buried in her face was giddiest of all, today.

"So," Minako began, looking through the mirror, but not at Usagi, but at Ikuko. "Is Kenji very disappointed he doesn't get to give his daughter away, after all?"

Ikuko snorted, and Usagi giggled.

"Nah," Ikuko said, lowering her brush. Usagi's makeup was finished. "He's fine. He gets to be father of the bride and best man, and thus hold pretty much ALL the speeches. He's fine," she said, winking.

"Plus," Ikuko added, her gaze falling back to Usagi, her eyes so warm and smile so kind, when she continued answering Minako's question, yet eyes fixed on her daughter, "we both know our daughter is very much capable of handling her own. She's not one who needs giving away."

Usagi smiled back proudly, her hands stilling a little with the calming nerves. It had been a last minute decision, to walk down the aisle together. To start this road together hand in hand, like they would walk it for the rest of their life. Hand in hand, together. Forever.

Ami cleared her throat politely, and Usagi's eyes went back to the big, golden framed mirror to find her gaze.

She was holding up the dress. It was time.

Usagi nodded, swallowing.

Rei barged into the room, this time, door banging against the wall, when Usagi had just stepped into her heavy, beautiful dress, and Ami helped her into it, Minako's hands already fluttering about the lacing on her back.

"Ok, everyone's starting to get seated now, Mamoru's done and outside greeting everyone," Rei declared, her seventh status update in about ten minutes, and Usagi giggled a little when she shut the door behind herself, once more, as loudly as she'd done coming in.

"Wait!" Makoto called, face contorted in remembrance of something that needed to be obviously done right now, and hopped after Rei, out the door as well.

It really made Usagi happy to see how all her girls, all of them in white like her, seemed to be just as nervous as she was, especially Rei.

Ikuko giggled a little, like Usagi hadn't heard her giggle in a while, when Usagi oompfed and ow'ed her way through Minako's very vocal process of lacing her up, and Ami handed her her long, white gloves that she slipped on.

It was Ikuko's turn to exhale slowly and smile a little shakily, when she fastened Usagi's little gold necklace around her neck.

A golden crescent moon. Her mother had bought it for her when she was only fourteen, saying it just felt right for her when she'd seen it. And in a way, because it had been Ikuko who gave it to her, it symbolized both her worlds to her.

Usagi swallowed around the lump in her throat, her gloved hand going up to her necklace in the mirror, and Minako's hands stilled at her back, finally done.

"Do you have your vows all memorized?" Ikuko asked, and Usagi nodded, sheepishly plucking a little folded piece of paper from inside her glove, to Minako's snort.

Ikuko laughed, and Usagi shrugged, a little embarrassedly.

"I'm worried I'll forget them," Usagi admitted, her hand going to her hair in reflex, only to be caught by a tutting Minako, to not fuss with her hair.

The door once again banged against the wall, when it was pushed open. Both Ami and Ikuko still jumped at it, rolling their eyes.

"Ok," Rei declared, a little too loudly. "Almost all the guests are seated now." And with that she was gone, again.

Minako cackled.

But before Minako even got a chance to remark, the door opened again. Slowly, this time.

Makoto's face peeked around the door.

"Usagi-chan?" she said, smiling from ear-to ear. "There's someone here to see you."

And with that, she opened up the door a little wider, revealing the face of a young woman, red hair, gentle smile.

Usagi blinked for just a few moments, not immediately recognizing her, but when Ikuko inhaled sharply, crying out with her hands on her mouth, the penny dropped, and Usagi began to shriek excitedly.

"Hello, Usagi-chan" Kakyuu said, giggling, before she was engulfed in a Tsukino Usagi bear hug.

It lasted quite a while, until Ikuko wanted her turn, and Kakyuu – how could this graceful woman be her tiny little Chibi-Kiju?! – explained that she wanted to say 'Hi' beforehand, as she didn't want to interrupt the ceremony.

Usagi shook her head, still speechless, holding Kakyuu at arm's length and turning her around and around, looking her up and down in awe.

How…?

Kakyuu giggled with her hand in front of her mouth, promising her they were going to be here all day and all night, and they would have lots of time to talk.

We?

Usagi blinked, wide-eyed, repeating her thought. "We?"

Kakyuu's smile turned even warmer. "We all came, of course. All five of us," she said. "We wouldn't miss it for the world."

And then the door flew open again, heavily, banging. Rei.

"Usagi!" she said, face flushed, then shook her head, clearing it, and smiled. "Ready?"

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Seiya tugged a little on his suit. It felt a little uncomfortable, but he guessed that was more the situation than the garment, when he approached the line to greet the groom.

Mamoru hadn't seen them, yet. And Seiya really, really hoped he didn't mind them, here. Didn't mind him, here…

But… there was no way he would have missed this.

His heart was in his throat when Mamoru was done shaking the person's hand in front of them, and his eyes fell on him.

They widened, just little.

And then broke into a full smile.

Seiya exhaled, when he stepped up.

Mamoru extended his hand immediately, and Seiya took it, before Mamoru engulfed it with his other hand, as well

"I'm very glad you're here," Mamoru said, voice low, quiet.

Seiya gulped. Nodded.

"It will mean a lot to Usagi," Mamoru added, and Seiya could only nod again…

Before he was rudely punched in the shoulder from the side.

"Oi, hurry will ya?" Yaten boomed. "There's other people in this line, you know?"

Mamoru laughed. A tinkling, happy sound that felt like balm, and Seiya had to laugh, too.

And when he was shuffled off and away, Seiya still lingered a bit, letting Yaten and Taiki greet Haruka and Michiru, and Usagi's father, who they saw in a distance, leaving Seiya to watch Mamoru a little while longer.

He'd never seen the guy so very, very happy.

When it was time, and Kakyuu had exited what he knew to be the bridal room, Seiya made his way into the ceremony hall, lavishly decorated in white and spurs of color, and so many flowers the room seemed to drown in it.

Some people glanced at him, recognizing him, trying to seem inconspicuous as they hid their pointing fingers, recognizing him from a few years ago. Was that…?

He recognized a few faces, as well, of course. Naru and her boyfriend, a little older, a little more put together, dashing in their formal attire. Other old school mates, and the like.

He excused himself in low tones when he had to make the people in his row – the groom's side – get up to let him through, and settled next to Taiki.

"You ok?" Taiki asked, voice laced with sympathy, bouncing little Naoko on his knee, as she laughed and giggled, fire touched golden hair bouncing along with the movement, when Seiya once again tugged on his suit.

Seiya blinked, and found Taiki's eyes, inhaling.

He nodded, slowly. "Yeah," he said, not sure if it was true.

But then he looked back behind him, where he could still see the edge of Mamoru's tux sleeve, shaking hands so very happily…

And it was ok.

"Yeah," Seiya repeated, smiling this time.

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Usagi heard the music start faintly, when Makoto pushed the bouquet into her hands, along with Mamoru's boutonniere, and squeezed her hands one last time with the warmest, most encouraging Makoto smile, before she, too, disappeared from the room, on her way down to the altar before her. Leaving her behind, alone now.

Usagi exhaled slowly, her ear at the door, even when she wouldn't ever admit it to anyone.

She opened it slowly, hands clammy, when she heard the loud bang of the shutting double doors – Minako's signal. Coast was clear. Her turn to go.

Her heart ran a marathon when she turned the corner, the little flower buds all shaking in her trembling grip, to the backdrop of faint music coming from within the hall.

Violin and piano. Michiru and Haruka. Playing a mash-up of every wedding song on the planet, because Usagi hadn't been able to decide.

And then there he stood, in his gorgeous, embroidered tux, alone in front of the closed double doors.

She smiled when she saw his hands were shaking, too, when she came up to him slowly, and the way he gripped those white gloves between his hands.

She panicked for a moment, should she have left hers off too?

"Hi," he whispered, and she was shaken from her thoughts, smiling back up at him, giggling a little embarrassedly.

"Hi," she breathed back, her smile becoming broader, and then, without a word, handed him her bouquet, a little clumsily, and reached up to fasten the boutonniere to his lapel, with entirely too shaky hands that made him chuckle softly. A white rose.

They didn't need words, of course. She'd felt the flutter and awe when he'd laid eyes on her dress, saw the slight rosy blush on his cheeks that was so very unlike him.

She lowered herself back onto the heels of her feet, standing back, and he handed her the bouquet back, as she swallowed once more.

His eyes weren't nervous anymore, as they gazed into hers intently.

He held his hand out to her, smiling.

"Shall we?" he asked, voice quiet, but like silk.

She nodded, took his hand, lacing their fingers together and broke into a smile around the happy, gorgeous, giant lump in her throat and gut, when the double doors opened, and her friends and everyone she knew rose, turning back for them, to that crazy, pummeling feeling in her heart.

"Yes," she whispered back, as they stepped onto the carpet, hand in hand. "Yes, we shall."

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The End

(And yes it's a very, very wow moment to write these words.)

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