4 YEARS LATER

BEEP BEEP BEEP

The alarm blared throughout the apartment as Morgana's eyes opened to a brand new day. As soon as consciousness streamed back into Morgana's being, he remember what day it was and was immediately filled with a deep and dark depression. The bed began to stir as a pair of feet stepped out, the toes wiggling wildly as a series of yawns came from above.

"…" Akira stretched his back as he walked out of the bedroom.

"Please tell me today isn't the day," Morgana stood up, "If there's some sort of god please let it all be a bad dream…" he walked out of the room to see Akira closing the bathroom door to take a shower. The apartment had become so familiar to him after three years.

The past four years had been a quiet normal life for the gang. Most of them didn't talk that very often, mostly just keeping up with each other over social media and the occasional meet-up, but life continued to chug along as it always did. Akira graduated his final year of high school and all his hard work paid off, he managed to get into the same college as Makoto. The two of them decided that it would be, beneficial if Akira moved in with Sae and her in the cities, Sae agreeing to take some rent money from his parents for her generosity. Sleeping arrangements were a little awkward at first, Sae awkwardly assuming Akira would sleep on a cot or airbed on the floor of their living room, but she understood the love Makoto and him had and agreed to let them bunk together by buying them a bigger bed, provided their studies didn't suffer. Sae was busy with her own career as usual, she had managed to score a lucrative job as a paralegal for a highly regarded firm with Tokyo, hoping to work her way up the ladder and becoming the first female attorney the firm ever hired and dreaming that someday her name would be on the building as a practicing partner, but that was far far off.

The rest of the crew also moved on with school and their careers. Ann was juggling a part-time modeling job and college, pursuing a degree in Fashion to someday follow in her parent's footsteps and even working with them on several shows. Ryuji, who managed to maintain a healthy relationship with Ann, did not attend college and moved into Ann's house. Ryuji had moved from job to job over the past few years from driving a mail truck to working as a garbage man as he tried to figure out what he wanted to do. Currently however, he found a passion for being a personal-trainer for hire within the community and at local gyms. Ann's parents still worried about Ryuji, but Ann seemed to believe in him and thus they had to accept whatever happened.

As for the others, Yusuke returned to the world of art spitting out creation after creation for show after show. What little money he managed to scrape by he survived on somehow, Yusuke was just like that. The life of the starving artist was clearly for him. Futaba was now a "first year" in college where she managed to test out of almost every programming class the school had. Currently, she was taking high level classes around people almost a decade older than her where she was likely to graduate with multiple degrees at the same time due to her skill level. Of course, she still had to slog through her general education classes such as history and geography. Haru was in college for business, working with the company she would inherit; her star idea was a new line of subsidiary coffee shops that were all about a slow mellow experience with fresh ingredients. This was all theoretical and a few years away, but after she graduated she wanted to change the company into something better than what it was, a place with better food, better atmosphere, and better treatment for its workers. Thankfully, she was no longer expected to marry as she waited for Mr. Right to show up at some point her life.

"Ah," Akira walked out of the room in a towel and towards a small setup on the kitchen counter. He had purchased various gadgets and machines that he used in LeBlanc when learning to make coffee to remind him of that adventure, and of course to make the best coffee he could for the three of them. He turned on the burner as he looked through the coffee beans he owned, picking out a one of the more expensive brands for today.

"Morning dear," Akira smiled as he continued to make coffee. Makoto walked out, wearing a pair of light teal silky nightwear and walked around behind Akira, hugging him as she took a big whiff of the coffee.

"Smells good," she rubbed her head into his back.

"Jamaican Blue Mountain," he told her, "Figured I use the expensive stuff considering the day."

"Hmm," she continued to hug him, "I better shower." She let go of him, beginning to unbutton her shirt as she walked towards the bathroom. Akira continued to make breakfast for Makoto as Morgana finally spoke up for the first time that morning.

"Do I haaave to go?" he asked.

"Yes you do, you'll have fun, I promise," Akira placed a small bowl of chicken with a dash of scrambled egg along with a saucer of milk, "Eat up."

"They won't miss me; it'll just bring up bad memories!" Morgana continued to sigh.

"You'll be fine, I promise. Once were there you'll have the time of your life," Akira set a couple plates out as Makoto walked out of the bathroom in her towel and into the bedroom, wrapping her towel around her head as she looked for her clothes.

"What are we having?" Makoto asked.

"Eggs, coffee, and of course a nice bowl of steamed rice," he presented the meal to Makoto as he sat down as well. The two ate their breakfast along with Morgana, a ritual that had become commonplace as they lived together. Sae had already left a hour and a half ago, she never had time for a family meal with Makoto.

"How'd I do?" Akira took her empty plates.

"Wonderful," she smiled as she continued to savor the coffee he made, "You should get dressed though, we don't want to miss the train," she teased him as he chucked the towel at her as he went to get dressed.

"Do you have everything packed?" Akira asked as he got dressed in the other room, "I don't wanna have to buy another phone charger."

"I got it in my purse," she told him as she grabbed said purse and placed it on the counter, "Hop in Morgana," she opened the flaps. Morgana casually hopped into the purse, nestling himself inside to take a nap.

"You got the gift, right?" Akira asked as he pulled out two suitcases.

"I do, it's in my case," she told him.

"Okay," he mentally went through everything they needed, "And your dress and my suit are already at the resort so that should be everything!" the nodded in agreement, "We take the bullet train north for an hour, hop off, take the bus for another half hour and we there for the next three days," Akira and Makoto walked out the door.

"Three days in hell," Morgana muttered.

"What?" Akira asked, "You say something Morgana?"

"Nope, I'm fine," Morgana continued to sigh, "Shit, time to deal with what I've been dreading for months… Ann and Ryuji's wedding…"

"Akira!" Ryuji smiled and ran over to hug his friend, "And Makoto!" he hugged her two, "Thank you so much for coming." Ryuji had changed very little over the past 4 years, still looking like he was in high school with a smooth shaven face and same old hairstyle, although he stopped dying it blonde and let it come back naturally black.

"I had to, best man and all," he smiled, "Where's Ann?"

"Akira," Ann smiled and hugged him as she surprised the couple from behind.

"Hey Ann," he hugged her back. Ann was just as beautiful as ever, wearing a white button up blouse with a sunhat and her old jean shorts, her hair let down all the way. She had been growing it out for the wedding, nearly reaching all the way down her back.

"Makoto!" she smiled and hugged her friend, "How are you?"

"Wonderful," she looked over Ann, "Ann you are absolutely stunning! Truly magnificent."

"I put a lot of work in these past few months. I can't wait for your wedding next year, I'm sure you'll look even better than I do," she laughed as she looked down at Makoto's hand, "I can't believe Akira sprang for such an elegant ring."

"I doubt that very much," Makoto let a slight frown come over her face, Akira putting his hand over her shoulders to comfort her, "It is a wonderful ring though."

"It's a wonderful proposal story too," Makoto brought up.

"Yeah I had to buy this baby myself," Ann told them, "Fortunately engagement rings for males are cheaper than female ones!"

"I would've bought you a nice one!" he told her, "I told you I was looking at one at the time!"

"No you weren't Ryuji," Ann teased him, "Admit it, you were nervous so I took matters into my own hand and I proposed to you."

"When we have kids please let the story be that I proposed to you, it's embarrassing when your girlfriend gets on her knee and does all the man stuff! If anyone saw that I would've died from embarrassment right there in the Ferris Wheel Cab.

"Female Proposals are kinda a thing now Ryuji, just be happy Ann wanted to marry you," Akira teased him, "You're really a progressive guy like that!"

"Eff you," Ryuji moaned as Joker smirked back at him, "Hey man, why you wearing your glasses?"

"I just felt like it," he told him.

"Just don't wear 'em to the bachelor party tonight, it makes us seem… geeky and girls don't like that shit," Ryuji told him.

"My fiancée does though!" Akira hugged onto her.

"I like them too Ryuji!" Ann defended Akira, "What do you think Makoto? He is your husband-to-be."

"…" she blushed, "I like Akira either with or without them. However, seeing that it is his bachelor party it would be respectful to fulfill Ryuji's wishes."

"Very well," Akira conceded, "I brought my contacts… I'm making you dye your hair again for MY bachelor party though."

"You ass," Ryuji groaned.

"So what's the plan for tonight?" Ann asked, "Movies? Drinks? Maid Café?" she giggled at the thought of the two of them awkwardly hanging out at a maid café as engaged men.

"I have no clue," Ryuji told her, "My cousins are planning the whole thing. As soon as we got engaged I got a call from them demanding to put them in charge of the bachelor party."

"Who's all coming again?" Akira asked.

"You, Me, Yusuke, Mishima's gonna meet us at the hotel room they rented, a few of my cousins, and I guess if some of Ann's cousins wanna come they can," Ryuji told them, "They said they had room for like 30 people if needed."

"Are you inviting Ann's father?" Makoto asked.

"Invite my Father-In-Law to a bachelor party?" Ryuji was offended by the mere idea of that, "No way in hell! That man scares me!"

"…" Makoto looked at Akira, "I don't really like this whole concept of bachelor parties. Do you have to have one dear?"

"Of course! A bachelor party is a tradition in any man's life. It's not like we're gonna cheat on you guys, we simply go out, have a few drinks, and LOOK at some girls," Ryuji answered for him, "You guys can have a bachelorette party! I trust Ann enough to look at guys and not cheat on me. You're having one, right?"

"If by party you mean me and the girls have a dinner reservation at an expensive restaurant with expensive wine then yes," she told him, "I don't need to go to The Red Light District tonight."

"Well you could," Ryuji smiled, "I would be perfectly fine with it."

"Somehow I doubt that," Akira muttered. The four continued to small talk for a little while until Akira and Makoto left to check into their hotel room.

"So what's been up with you man?" Ryuji asked as the two guys sat in the lobby in a couple of chairs, "You and Makoto in the same Law School?"

"Nah, we got into different ones," he told him, "They're close enough that we can still live together, but another 4 years of college and we'll be done and ready to enter the workforce."

"What are you gonna be, a lawyer?" Ryuji asked.

"I don't know… maybe public service?" Akira told him.

"Like a politician?" Ryuji looked at him, "I can't see you as a politician man, they're all corrupt and shitty."

"There's plenty of upper-level government jobs that don't require an election Ryuji," Akira took a sip of water from his nearby bottle, "Plus I doubt I'd survive a day in The Diet, it's a real shitshow there now."

"Ryuji!" a young man ran up to Ryuji, nearly tackling him as he locked Ryuji's head in his arm, giving him a noogie as Ryuji scrambled to wrestle away from him. Another young man quickly ran up behind
Ryuji and held in place, the two continuing to torture Ryuji as Akira just sat and watched.

"Alright!" Ryuji finally escaped their grasp, "Enough you guys."

"Who are these two?" Akira asked.

"These are my cousins I told you about," Ryuji explained.

"The ones who are planning the bachelor party?" Akira asked.

"Who is this?" his cousin pointed to Akira.

"This is my best friend and the best man, Akira Kurusu," Ryuji told him.

"…" he stared at Akira, "Has anyone ever told you those glasses make you look like that wizard dude from those stupid American movies."

"…" Akira frowned as the two cousins continued to make fun of them, "I don't… sometimes…" he hated when people told him that, "So tell me what the plan is for the bachelor party?" he quickly changed the subject.

"We got this amazing strip club in the red light district, full buffet and party room! Tons of girls!" he was giddy like a school girl, "These girls man are smoking hot! Not a dog in sight! After tonight I don't think Ryuji's gonna wanna get married. So where's the unlucky girl Ryuj? Come on man, I gotta see this Ann girl."

"Yeah man, I bet she's a REAL dog!" the other cousin laughed as Ryuji smirked and looked at Akira, clearly waiting for this moment.

"Sure," Ryuji waved Ann over, "Ann, these are my cousins. They wanted to meet you."

"Ha," his cousin laughed, "Alright, where is she really?"

"Hmm?" Ann looked at him.

"Where is Ann?" he asked.

"I'm Ann," she said.

"Ah… haha," he continued to laugh, "Wait? For real?"

"You're Ann?" the other cousin asked.

"Yes this is Ann," Ryuji told them, "Ann Takamaki."

"Uh, so, uh… Ann," he straightened up, "What, uh, do you do for a living Ann?"

"I'm a model," she stated.

"… A model?" he spoke completely deadpanned, "Like a model model? For…"

"Clothes, makeup, advertisement," she listed off, "One time I did a boat shoot where I was like the daughter on the family boat."

"And you're… uh… white?" he asked.

"I'm quarter American," she smiled.

"So…" he turned to Ryuji, "You are a quarter American model… who is marrying Ryuji."

"Yup," she continued to smile as the two cousins stood in disbelief.

"Wow, I gotta, uh," one of the cousins walked away, the other soon joining in as they quickly rushed out the door. As they exited a familiar face entered the hotel room with a couple of large suitcases in tow with several supplies under both arms.

"YUSUKE!" Ann ran towards him and nearly tackled him in full force.

"Gah!" Yusuke grunted as Ann hugged him and nearly toppled all of his supplies, "Ann!"

"Hey man!" Ryuji walked over with Akira, "Long time no see!"

"Greetings Ryuji, Ann, Akira," he nodded at all of them, "I decided for a wedding gift I would draw the happy couple," he stated as he pulled a paint brush up, "When would you like to do it? The day of the wedding would likely be preferable since you will already be in your wedding dress."

"Oh, well, we hired a photographer to take photos of the wedding," Ann told him, "we don't really have time to sit around for several hours for a painting…"

"You could just paint us now," Ryuji smiled, "We got a few hours before we all are taking the train back to Tokyo for the party."

"…Very well," Yusuke stated, "I shall go set up in your room, what is the number?"

"We can just do it in your room Yusuke," Ann pointed to the reception area, "Go check in."

"I did not purchase a room," Yusuke told them, "I could not afford one."

"… Of course you didn't… and let me guess…" Ryuji sighed.

"I was hoping to bunk with one of you for the wedding," Yusuke looked at them.

"Hell no! I wanna actually get LAID at MY wedding Yusuke!" Ryuji bellowed as Yusuke looked at Akira.

"Makoto is here with me… and Morgana… it's a pretty full room," Akira nervously laughed.

"I got a spare bed…" a female voice said from behind Yusuke.

"Oh Futaba!" Ann smiled, "Wait you wanna bunk with Yusuke?"

"Because I knew Inari wasn't gonna order a bed," she laughed, "Plus I checked the hotel rentals and Yusuke's name appeared nowhere so I got a room with two Queens!"

"Thank you Futaba, your kindness shall not be forgotten," Yusuke smiled.

"Just do me a favor and actually get a room for Akira and Makoto's wedding," she scolded him, "Now come on and we're gonna check in!" she tugged him towards the desk as Akira and Ryuji shot looks at each other.

"What are you two smiling about?" she asked.

"Nothin…" Ryuji continued to smirk at Akira as the three headed back towards the lounge couches at the center of the hotel lobby. As they did a middle aged man entered the hotel which caused Ryuji's cousins to rush across the lobby towards him.

"What now you two?" he groaned as the two young adults charged at him.

"Dad you gotta come meet Ryuji's girlfriend! Like now!" he tugged him along, "So THIS is ANN!" the cousins quickly came back to them, this time leading an older overweight balding gentleman in toe, "Ann is…" he pointed to her.

"I'm Ryuji's bride," she smiled and reached out to shake his hand.

"She's a model…" one of the cousins told him.

"A model?" the older gentleman asked, "Are you two messing with me again? Ryuji, where's Ann for real?"

"I told you all, this is Ann!" he stood up and quickly pecked Ann on the lips, "You see. She's my girlfriend! This is her engagement ring that I bought," he held up Ann's hand for them to see.

"Good lord I gotta sit down," the older man walked away, "World's gone fucking mad!"

"This right here is why it's all worth it marrying you Ann," he grabbed Ann's hand and pulled her in, "Watching all my cousins and uncles and shit eat bird."

"The term is eating crow Ryuji," Makoto sighed.

"Come in!" Ryuji shouted, "The door's wedged open!" the door opened as Yusuke came in carrying all his painting supplies for their portrait.

"Hello again Ryuji, I was wondering-" Yusuke stopped as he looked around at the honeymoon suite that Ann and Ryuji were checked into. The room was massive with cheap hotel art placed all over the walls with a gorgeous view of the beach and ocean several stories down. However, the room was a total mess with clothes scattered all over the floor and bed, two small garbage bins filled with used food containers and beauty products. Near the corner of the room, the only untouched part, was a mannequin that held Ann's wedding dress, "This room is atrocious!"

"Yeah it's pretty bad," Ryuji was sitting on the floor, shirtless, in front of the bed watching a movie on the large flat screen TV mounted on the wall.

"Where is Ann?" Yusuke looked around.

"Oh she ran off to put on a shirt," Ryuji smiled, "It's kinda hot in here so I told her to take her top off so we were just chilling here topless.

"Ryuji!" Ann came out of the bathroom with a tank top on as she adjusted her bra straps, "Hey Yusuke, you're here to paint us?"

"I figured this would be an optimal time considering we have a few hours until we have to leave for the party," Yusuke set the stand up, "Alright so if you two can strip I can…"

"Strip!?" Ann yelled, "Yusuke what have I told you about nude paintings of me."

"I want to paint two lovers in embrace, how else am I suppose to paint you two?" he cried out as he twirled his paintbrush.

"How about not nude?" Ann asked, "Here!" she pulled Ryuji onto the bed as they sat at the foot, Ann resting her head on his shoulder, "Draw us like this."

"Oh no no no no," Yusuke walked over, "Like this," Yusuke pushed them onto the center of the bed, "Sit across from each other, legs intertwined," he guided them into the position, "Closer… closer," he told them as they were practically a hair's length away from kissing, "YES! Stare into each other's eyes… as lovers!" he went back to his canvas and began to work out an outline as Ryuji and Ann continued to stare at each other.

"Ugh," Ann jerked back, "Ryuji go brush your teeth your breath smells like shit!" Ann pushed Ryuji off the bed as Ryuji ran towards the bathroom, "How is it your breath STILL stinks of garlic?"

"I finished the leftovers from that place we went to the other day!" he told her with a mouth full of toothpaste, "That place gave us a huge plate!" he walked out of the bathroom as he tossed the toothbrush back into the bathroom on the floor as Yusuke sighed as Ryuji went over to Ann and breathed as hard as he could into Ann's face, "Better?"

"Yeah, minty," Ann told him as he got back into position. Yusuke continued to draw the two of them over the next hour or so as Ryuji and Ann continued to sit face each other, staring into their eyes as the occasional bicker came from the two of them. Yusuke did his best to ignore them and focus on his art, the contours of their body, the style of their hair, the tone of the skin, he did everything he could to avoid hearing Ryuji and Ann argue about her parents again and again.

"You done yet?" Ryuji asked, "My ass is falling asleep!"

"Almost… just a touch here, a bit more tone here and… YES!" Yusuke stood up as he admired the picture, "Perfect!" he made a framing motion with his fingers, "This is exactly what I was going for!" he grabbed the picture and turned it for Ann and Ryuji to see, "Well?"

"WHY ARE WE NAKED?" Ann blushed and shouted at Yusuke.

"Don't worry Ann… there is nothing visible that you couldn't see in your bikini," Yusuke smirked.

"You can see the side of my ass man!" Ryuji pointed at himself, "What the hell are we suppose to do with this thing?"

"Frame it, hang it in your house," Yusuke told them, "Else I can put it into a show, I rarely paint humans and this portrait could be a nice intro into that realm of the art world, I have several contacts in the art world who would love to see my work."

"No way!" Ann tore the portrait out of his hands, "We'll take it."

"Thanks for the gift man," Ryuji told Yusuke, "Just… for Makoto and Akira's wedding you should maybe just give… money or something like… a bowl of fruit?"

"A bowl of fruit?" Yusuke looked at Ryuji and began to laugh, "So simplistic, you would never be an artist," he left the hotel room.

"My hips aren't that big, right?" Ann looked at the picture.

"Huh?" Ryuji looked at it, "I don't know… maybe?" he looked at Ann's legs and began to pinch her thighs, "Does it really matter Ann."

"No… not really," she continued to look at the picture, "What the hell are we gonna do with this crap?"

"Well chuck it after the honeymoon," Ryuji told her, "That or maybe give it to an art museum out in Finland."

"You better not, I don't want a naked portrait of me hanging around in a foreign country!" she told him as they broke out into another bickering spat.

"Alright so what's the golden rule?" Ann told Ryuji as the two were in the bathroom together getting ready for their respective parties after a long and hot shower.

"Just looking no touching," Ryuji was scrapping gunk out of his ears as Ann was applying some lipstick, "Same goes to you too."

"We're not gonna be looking at guys," Ann turned to him, placing her hands on Ryuji's towel, "You're more than enough for me to take in," she pulled the towel down, "speaking of taking in…"

"I thought we agreed we would wait until our wedding night until we eff'd our brains out in this place?" Ryuji pulled Ann's hands away from him, her towel falling down to the floor as well.

"Your body is betraying you," Ann kissed his cheek, "Your more than ready to go right now."

"Well I hate to break our promise…" Ryuji smirked as he put his hands around Ann's chest.

"Ryuji!" a loud knocking came from the door, "It's time to get going man! We got appointments to get to!"

"Ah shit," Ryuji continued to fondle Ann.

"I was hoping to get some of that out of your system before you left," Ann giggled as she pushed Ryuji's hands back down, "Now go and get dressed," she spanked him as he walked out of the bathroom. Ryuji got dressed and headed out the door, all the guys waiting in the hallway for him.

"You ready to get going?" Ryuji's cousin asked him.

"Yeah, I was just getting out of the shower," Ryuji told him, "Stop being so impatient."

"Hey I got a surprise for you, close your eyes," Akira walked behind Ryuji. Ryuji closed his eyes; a couple loud clanks rang out as he opened his eyes to the chuckling group of guys. He looked down, seeing a grey thick metal cuff with a large black ball attached by a chain.

"Ha, that's really funny," Ryuji looked at Akira's goofy smile as he went down to remove the cuff, as he did he realized that it was indeed pure steel, "Where the hell did you get a real ball and chain," he tugged on the chain, "And how heavy is this ball?"

"20 pounds," Akira put his foot on top of the ball, a small key for the cuff tumbling around his finger.

"Just unlock the effin thing," Ryuji reached for the key as Akria pulled it away.

"You gotta walk to the train with that on," Akira told him.

"Ah eff you," Ryuji scowled. The door to the honeymoon suite opened up as Ann emerged from the room. She was dressed in small black tank top along with a pair of short jean shorts with a pair of sunglasses hanging from her hair; back up in her signature ponytails.

"Goddamn…" Ryuji's cousin and the rest of the guys ogled Ann as Ann's eyes were drawn to Ryuji's ankle, causing her to break down in laughter as she wrapped her arm around Ryuji's head, pulling him down.

"Oh that's adorable," she laughed, "Alright, you have fun now… just not too much fun," she kissed him before heading out for her own party.

"Man Ryuji… you scored a quality girl," Ryuji's cousin admired Ann's backside as she walked away, "You lucky son of a bitch…"

"Good morning," Ann said to the other girls in the lobby the morning after their bachelorette party. Their party wasn't anything spectacular, it consisted of Ann, Makoto, Futaba, Haru, a few of Ryuji and Ann's female relatives, and of course the maid of honor Shiho. They went to a relatively expensive sushi restaurant together and had a few drinks before hopping to a couple other bars scoring free drinks for the bride before heading back to the hotel for some rest.

"Good morning Ann," Haru sipped on some coffee along with Makoto and Futaba, "How is Shiho?"

"She's still asleep," Ann giggled, "She drank a little too much, that's all."

"She's okay though?" Haru asked.

"Yup, she crashed in my bed after throwing up a little bit, I made sure everything was all cleaned up," Ann sat down, "She's not much of a drinker or partier… have any of you seen the guys?" Ann asked.

"Not yet," Makoto looked at her phone, "I tried calling Akira, but no response." The girls sat in the lobby together enjoying the hotels complementary coffee for about half an hour before a few of the guys slowly poured back into the hotel.

"Here comes the lucky man," Futaba looked over at the door to see Ryuji and Akira entering the hotel lobby, Yusuke draped over their arms as he could barely move his legs. The three of them had bloodshot eyes along with a look of complete exhaustion on their faces. Akira's clothes were wrinkled and unorganized, his belt hanging unbuckled from around his pants along with his shoes untied. Ryuji's shirt and shorts had stains all over them and was missing his socks. Yusuke looked the worst out of all three of them. His face was completely pale and his hair was messy. The three slowly made their way towards the couches in the lobby, Yusuke collapsing with a dead man's flop as Ryuji and Akira fell over to the ground, dragging themselves to a couple of nearby chairs. The four women ran over to the three who were clearly in immense pain.

"Uh, hey guys," Ann walked over to Ryuji.

"Oh hi honey," Ryuji didn't even open his eyes, "Let me… let me sleep before we go to dinner, okay thanks?" he blurted out as fast as he could.

"What happened to you three?" Makoto gasped.

"It was EPIC!" Morgana hopped onto the coffee table in the center of them, full of energy.

"Where did you come from?" Haru looked at Morgana.

"Oh I came back here a little while ago after these three passed out," he told her, "I figured Ryuji and the guys could… find their way back here without me."

"Morgana… please…" Akira put his head into his lap, "So loud… too bright…"

"I can't remember a single effin thing from last night," Ryuji burped, "Ah shit I think I'm gonna die."

"Can you remember anything?" Ann asked Yusuke.

"…" Yusuke curled up into a small ball on the couch.

"So none of you remember anything about last night?" Ann asked.

"I remember getting to the club… then…" Ryuji violently coughed, "I got effin nothing."

"Ryuji might have some permanent brain damage," Morgana looked at Ryuji, "Show us the top of your head!"

"What?" Ryuji asked, "Uh…" Ryuji put his head down, everyone gasping as a large red scar was visible through his hair, recently bound up with stitches.

"What happen!?" Ann cried.

"What?" Ryuji shot back up, "What's wrong?"

"Ryuji! You got a huge scar on your head! Does it hurt?" Haru gasped.

"Can I touch it?" Futaba asked.

"I do?" Ryuji pondered aloud, "Huh?" he felt around on his head, "Morgana… did I cut myself or something?"

"You cracked your head open and had to go to the hospital!" Morgana told him.

"You went to the hospital!" Ann screamed.

"They all went to the hospital!" Morgana cheered, "Ryuji had a cracked skull and all three of them had severe alcohol poisoning and had to get their stomachs pumped."

"That would explain the medical bracelet I have," Yusuke held his hand up to show a medical bracelet.

"Can you state everything that happened last night?" Makoto asked Morgana.

"Oh I can explain everything in great detail!" he boasted.

"Please don't," Akira begged, "I really don't wanna know."

"I wanna know!" Ann told Akira, "You three went to the hospital! I told you to have some fun, not get yourselves killed! Morgana, explain everything!"

"With pleasure Lady Ann," he began to recount.

"Here's the hotel boys," Ryuji's cousin opened the door to a large hotel room, "There's three beds and two couches, the best man and groom get a bed, last one is reserved for if anyone gets lucky, and obviously me and my brother get the couches," he threw a bag down on the ground as Ryuji went into one of the bedroom areas.

"Sweet!" Ryuji jumped onto the bed, "So what do you guys wanna do first?"

"Strip club," Mishima said with a pervy smirk as he turned to the others, "Right?" the rest began to nod and speak in agreement.

"Wait, I got a surprise for Ryuji," Akira told them.

"What is it?" he asked, "Let me guess another goddamn ball and chain."

"I can't say…" Akira had a feint blush on his face, "Trust me, you're gonna love it, but we can't be here for it…"

"Ohhhhh," Ryuji's cousin laughed, "I get it… alright; we'll hit that bar up across the street as Ryuji gets his… surprise." The guys all poured out as Ryuji was left alone in the room. He turned the TV on, watching some dumb show for a few minutes until he heard a loud knock at the door.

"… Ms. Sadayo?" Ryuji gasped as he opened the door.

"Oh, you're, uh…" Sadayo tried to remember him.

"Ryuji Sakamoto," he told her.

"Right," she snapped her finger, "Uh… how's it going?"

"Good good good," he tried to make small talk, "I'm getting married in two days so that's fun."

"Congratulations," she smiled, "I guess that explains why I'm here. Who's the… lucky… lady?"

"You remember Ann Takamaki?" he asked, "She was in your 2nd year class."

"… her?" she seemed surprise.

"…Yeah," he confirmed.

"…" she looked around, "Alright… uh… so I guess you can get naked now."

"Ryuji!" Ann grabbed him by the throat, "I swear to god if you…"

"I didn't!" Ryuji gasped for air as he tried to wrestle Ann's hands away, "It was just a massage! I was wearing a towel! It was just a massage!"

"It was Ann," Akira told her, "I thought it would be good bachelor present for Ryuji to get a massage from a hot teacher. I use to get them all the time back then." Makoto turned to Akira, staring him down as Akira finally caught her glare, "What?"

"Hot?" she asked.

"Oh god you know what I mean," Akira burped as he held his mouth and quickly shot up, stumbling his way to the lobby bathroom as Ann finally let go of Ryuji's throat. She calmed herself, still clenching her fists as she sat back down.

"Just a Massage," she sternly spoke, "No funny business?"

"No! I swear it was just a massage!" he continued to defend himself.

"Holy shit man I am effin relaxed!" Ryuji giggled as the group made their way towards the club.

"I know right, I use to get massages all the time after we came out of mementos, she's the best," Akira told him.

"You should've told me about that shit man, I would've killed to have a teacher give me a full body massage," Ryuji yelled.

"I had to keep it quiet you know," Akira explained, "That was just a favor I wanted her to do for you, she's not even a maid anymore."

"Well thanks man, that was hot as shit," Ryuji smiled.

"Welcome to the bachelor party!" he yelled out as they entered the room they had rented. It was two joining rooms, both lit in seductive purple and ruby red lights that dimmed everyone's vision. In the room they were in there was a buffet table set up with a series of plates and next to the table was a small bar tended by a lady in a tank top with huge DD breasts exploding out. The other room was just a carpeted area with a stripper pole and sectional surrounding it, "Thoughts?"

"Tawdry," Yusuke confirmed, "This place is in need of a desperate redecoration." He walked over to a nearby painting on the wall, "This is the type of art they publically display here? Bah, they've emphasized the wrong portions of the female body, a hip can't twist like that, not to mention the lighting is all wrong and-" he babbled on to himself.

"The hell's wrong with him?" someone asked Ryuji.

"That's just Yusuke," he shrugged.

"Guy needs a drink to… loosen up," Ryuji's cousin went over to Yusuke, "Hey man, you wanna drink," he waved the waitress over, "I'll take a beer and he'll take," he looked at Yusuke.

"Hot Sake please," Yusuke nodded.

"Sake!?" Ryuji's cousin scoffed, "You're not drinking that shit here! Get a real man's drink!"

"Tell me madam, what wine's do you have that end in an odd year?" Yusuke asked, "Preferably the cheap."

"Yosuke man…" Ryuji's cousin looked at him in shock.

"Yusuke," Yusuke corrected him.

"Yusuke, just get a beer," he sighed, "Go get some food too… you're like all bones."

"I don't have much money so I can only afford one or two drinks," Yusuke explained.

"It's all comped man, just go eat, we got lobster and shrimp and steak and crab," he told Yusuke, "Really high classed stuff, this is all my gift to Ryuji and his friends," he pushed Yusuke away.

"Okay so you guys ate some food, that doesn't explain why you guys ended up drinking so much," Ann told them.

"They just drank and drank and drank," Morgana laughed, "Let me skip ahead a couple hours."

"THIS IS THE BEST PARTY EVER!" Ryuji yelled as he had two strippers hanging off of him, "DUDE THIS IS AMAZING! I WANNA ANOTHER GIRL! THE BACHELOR WANTS ANOTHER GIRL!" the party was in full swing as there were girls all over the place giving dances and flirting with the guys for their hard earned cash. Yusuke was somehow acting like a normal human being as he took shot after shot that was offered to him, somehow coming out of his weird little shell. Morgana was hanging around in the shadows of the party as usual, trying not to be noticed as he looked around for Akira. Finally spotting him, Morgana snuck his way to the bathroom as he saw Akira stumble his way into it.

"Akira!" he whispered as he watched Akira lay his face against the wall as he stood at a urinal.

"Wha…" Akira looked around, "Morgana, I forgot about you." he tumbled around to talk to the cat, forgetting he was using the bathroom as he nearly sprayed Morgana who shouted and ran out the door.

"Akria! You're too drunk!" he screamed as he scurried off.

"Morgana! Here kitty kitty kitty…" Akira made his way out of the bathroom to look for his cat, "Here kitty kitty kitty."

"You looking for a kitty?" Akira heard a voice as he turned around to see a smoking hot black haired cutie wearing a pair of pink cat ears in a matching pink bikini.

"Panther?" he looked at her.

"I can be a panther if you want…" she purred, "Why don't I give you a dance."

"Okay!" he eagerly accepted the offer, "I knew a panther who wore ears just like that! She's really hot like you!" she pulled him along towards one of the many couches up on the second floor of the establishment as she began to give him a lap dance as Akira shoved bills down her pants.

"Akira!" Akira looked over to see Yusuke rushing over to Akira, "Akira! Akira!"

"Whaa-" Akira looked at him as Yusuke sat down next to him on the couch and shoved the woman off him only to deliver a mouthful of vomit right onto Akira's lap before falling back onto the couch.

"AHHH GROSS!" Akira shot up, "There's puke on me!" as soon as he shot up, Akira let out a soft belch too as some vomit flew from his mouth onto the floor.

"THIS IS AMAZING!" Ryuji yelled as loud as he could from the second floor of the club, as he did he was leaning on the railing yelling at anyone he could see about how happy he was. Then, in the blink of an eye, Ryuji's entire body fell over the railing, sending him crashing down to the floor and onto a table, a loud crash rang through the club along with breaking glass.

"RYUJI!" Akira screamed as he made his way towards Ryuji. Akira ran over to the railing, looking down to see Ryuji lying on the ground, falling several feet onto a wooden table. Akira and the others tumbled down the stairs, running over to see a large pool of blood forming around Ryuji's head as his mouth hung agape.

"Holy shit he's FUCKIN dead!" a woman cried out.

"RYUJI MY FRIEND!" Yusuke ran over to him as he began to cry, "RYUJI NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Someone call the paramedics!" a lady yelled, "Is someone a doctor here?"

"I'm in medical school!" the stripper who was just giving Akira a lap dance a few minutes ago ran past them and crouched down near Ryuji and began to take care of him.

"Way to ruin the party Ryuji you jackass!" Ryuji's cousin yelled at him, "Some people take things too far."

"So they called the ambulance, Ryuji went to the hospital as Yusuke and Akira accompanied him as I hid in the car with them. They were all admitted after Akira and Yusuke began vomiting all over the emergency room lobby and they all had severe alcohol poisoning!" Morgana told them, "They were discharged and brought back to the hotel by a cab his cousin called and they slept till just now."

"…" the girls all stared at the guys like a bunch of deplorable degeneratives.

"What?" Ryuji looked at Ann, "Sorry…"

"You're so lucky that you got actually hurt at the party otherwise I'd be so much more pissed at you," Ann scowled.

"You are not doing something like that for your party Akira," Makoto told Akira.

"No problem," Akira coughed. There was some silence for a few minutes as the guys sat there in complete pain and regret for going along with Ryuji's cousin's plans and as the girls watched the guys suffer their self-inflicted pain. This went on for what seemed like an eternity before Yusuke threw up a bunch of water in front of everyone right in the lobby.

"Ah shit…" Akira sat at the table with Makoto as the two of them watched Ann's maid of honor Shiho pour her heart out to Ann about her suicide attempt in front of the entire party. Akira looked over to see Makoto wiping tears from her eyes as he dreaded his speech. The wedding went off without a hitch, Ryuji and Ann were happily married in front of family and friends earlier this morning, Ann's hair braided up as she wore the most elegant wedding dress Akira could imagine. Ryuji looked great too in his suit and tie as he clearly married up in life. As Shiho finished her speech everyone gave her a huge round of applause as Ann came down from the table, crying as she hugged her best friend.

"How am I suppose to follow that?" Akira looked at Makoto.

"Huh?" Makoto wiped another tear from her face as he stared at her looking for support, "Oh… uhm… just speak from the heart dear… you'll do great."

"Ugh," Akira stood up as he made his way to the mic. As he approached it he tapped on it jokingly as he muttered, "Is this thing on?" trying to make a joke that was met with pure silence from everyone in the event hall, "Ah crap…" he muttered away from the mic as he pulled out a note card. Akira stumbled his way through his speech trying to be witty and funny, but not trying to offend anyone after the amazing speech the maid of honor just gave. As he failed, Akira made his way back to his seat to finish whatever he had left of his champagne.

"I laughed at the joke about marriage… you know," Makoto tried to cheer him up, "Look on the bright side, no one will remember it in a few days!"

"Wonderful," he poured some more champagne. The party went on for a few more hours as people danced, everyone getting a turn dancing with the bride and groom respectively as everyone celebrated the love between these two people.

"Ryuji…" Morgana poked his head out from under a table as Ryuji was passing by.

"Morgana?" Ryuji looked down, "How'd you get in here?"

"I have my ways," he told Ryuji, "Can you… meet me outside I have something to give you." Ryuji smiled as he continued to mingle with a few more guests before heading outside to see Morgana perched up on a nearby railing.

"You uh, wanted to talk?" he asked.

"Yeah… listen… Ryuji," he sighed, "I know I've been kinda… hostile to you in the past about you being with Ann and stuff and I never really got over it even though I said I did and I want you to know that… I'm happy for the two of you and I hope the two of you have many years together and have kids and stuff… stuff I can't do…" he frowned, "Here," he pushed a small box towards Ryuji, "Here's my wedding gift." Ryuji opened it, revealing a pair of silver cufflinks with the engravings "R + A" on them.

"Thanks Morgana," he pet Morgana who finally let out a small smile as Ryuji made his way back inside to Ann, Morgana spening a few more minutes outside taking it all in. As he did, Morgana noticed as small silver cat roaming through the back of the resort. Morgana looked around before hopping down and skipping over to the small cat who was nipping at some grass.

"Uh… hey," Morgana smile, "I'm Morgana." The cat just stared at him, "Okay," Morgana took a couple deep breaths, "Alright…" he walked behind the cat, "So I just kinda…" he put himself into the right position, "And then I…. OHHH!" Morgana cried out in Euphoria as the fellow cat did as Morgana finally experienced the pleasure of reproduction. As it ended, the female cat curled up next to Morgana as he felt a wave of exhaustion fall over his entire body. As he did, he wondered why he even obsessed over Lady Ann so much when it was just an act, "This isn't bad," Morgana closed his eyes as he spooned the other cat.

"Ah ha ha," Ann fell back on the bed, "You wanna go for round 5?" she looked at Ryuji as he still was sitting up in front of her panting as he climbed out of bed.

"Yeah just give me a minute that was tough," he walked over to a bottle of champagne they had on ice that was half empty, pouring two flutes for him an Ann."

"Holy shit my body is quaking Ryuji," she giggled as he handed her a drink, "I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow."

"You're not the only one," he joked before downing the flute like it was nothing and kissing Ann again and throwing the glass aside on the bed like it was garbage.

"Ryuji what are you?" he pulled her out of bed and towards the bathroom, inside Ryuji continued to fondle and kiss her as he pushed her into the bathtub.

"Ryuji!" she giggled as he kicked the water on as the two continued to ravage their bodies and make love in the tub, water flying all over the bathroom as screams filled the air.

"I love you Ryuji," Ann looked at Ryuji as he lay on top of her, water around her waist as Ryuji stared back.

"I love you too Ann," he kissed her and took her for the remainder of his life and she took him for the rest of her life.

The End