He loved her. So much that sometimes it was hard to breathe. The way she would come up with those funny little ides. The way she give so much of herself to others. The way she would obsesses over the silliest little things. The way she smiled. The way she laughed. It all drove him crazy sometimes.  He never knew how to act around her. After all, he had never been in love before.  

Some days all he wanted to do was sit there and stare at her. To just admire the beauty that was before him. To drink in the wonderful feelings he got when he was just in her presents. Bask in that aura of joy that emitted from her.

Then there were some days when all he wanted was to kiss her senseless. He needed to hold her in his arms, knowing that she was his and only his. He loved the way she felt in his arms. The way she tasted. He was so addicted to her it would have scared him if he wasn’t enjoying all the feelings he felt so much.

He didn’t deserve this, all these feelings of pure joy that came from being around her. He knew that, like  all the friends he had lost because of his yami, he should just leave her, stay away. Keep the one thing he held dear –dearer then life itself- away. But he kept coming back because he couldn’t get enough. Just to be near her, just to be able to see her smile was enough to make is heart soar. Even if he had to hide from her to keep her safe he would do it. Try hard to suppress all the feelings he felt when he was around her. He would do anything to keep her safe. Anything

He had never felt jealous before he had met her. Before he had never craved attention the way he craved it with her. All he wanted was for her to be with him, talk to him, smile at him, laugh with him, him and only him. What made him act this way? What made him yearn constantly for her to pay attention to him and only him?

It was all new to him, these feelings of love, and all these incredible yet confusing feelings. But there was one thing about it all that was even more incredible and confusing then his feelings.

And that was the fact that she loved him back.

As he watched her walk up the aisle toward him, there was a faint blush on her face that matched his as she smiled at him, drawing closer to him. His heart pounded in his chest with each step she took. She was going to say yes to him and only him. She was going to spend the rest of her life with him. And there was no greater more wonderful more unbelievable thing in this world.  

And there was nothing that made him happier then the fact that he loved her and she loved him back.