Disclaimer: Does not belong to me. Sigh sad sad reality….

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White. Everything was white.

As far as her eyes could see, everything was a pure, innocent white.

White roses

White chapel

And white wedding dress.

She tugged nervously at her gown while the hair stylists worked vigorously to tame her long brown hair which seemed to spill behind her shoulders like a silk curtain. The stylists finally decided to tie the hair into a ponytail and carefully placed the frilly veil onto her head. She smiled at her reflection.

Last touch-ups were hastily made as the bell sounded and the bride looped her slender arm through her father's before they slowly waltzed down the red carpet in a seemingly grand fashion.

The crowd became silent as the bride entered the room. The mess of voices quieted down and the groom gave them all a grateful smile before turning his attention back to the main addressee. At the sight of his soon bride-to-be Shinichi's deductive mind had completely shut down; and he couldn't help but let out a deep breathe he didn't know he was holding.

The father of the bride reluctantly let go of his daughter's arms and she slowly stepped up on the risen platform.

Finally reaching the top of the stage, Ran anchored herself next to her husband-to-be. Her shoulders harbored an unknown built up tension and she suddenly felt that it was hard to breathe, pulling at the dress every minute or so. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand lightly squeezing hers before letting go.

Ran's head turned the slightest bit and she saw shinichi giving her a 'don't worry, it will be fine' look. Her lips curled up to the tiniest of smiles.

Sometimes Ran didn't know how, but he always seemed to know whenever she would feel tense or nervous. He always melted it with a reassuring look or with a slight squeeze of her hand.

After a certain amount of droning, the priest finally reached the most important part of the ceremony, and both lovers managed not to jump for joy.

"Kudo Shinichi, do you take Mouri Ran as your lawfully wedded wife?"

His voice was clear and unhesitant.

"Yes I do."

The priest turned attention from the groom to the bride.

"And do you, Mouri Ran take Kudo shinichi as your husband?"

Her sweet voice echoed inside the chapel.

"I do."

The priest shut his heavy ceremonial book with a thud and said the words which they craved for so so long.

"I hereby pronounce you husband and wife."

A sweeping gesture with his hands and a small crooked grin.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Ran felt her mind explode with fireworks when Shinichi had swept her up in his arms and kissed her.

The chapel erupted with loud cheers and claps (and wolf whistles) but Ran couldn't care less when she felt his arms wrap around her waist.

Shinichi finally broke the kiss and gently pressed his forehead against hers. He grinned.

"Finally…"

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Author's notes:

Hee hee. *Grins* How was that! Nothing like some lovey dovey moments to start the fic right? This chapter is called white well because it take place in a chapel! Chapels are white right? Anyway chapter 2 will be the colour red! HINT HINT! *throws cola sweets* Come review please!