Hey guys, sorry about the long wait! It was my senior year when I posted the first chapter, so I had to crack down on school. Then my depression kicked in and I was just a mess. When I started writing again earlier this summer, I had completely forgotten this story. I've been working on my transformers fanfiction, Rules of Nest. It's got a good following and I would love it if you could check it out! Ignore the first couple chapters though, they're shit. *shamelessly self promotes*

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Everything can change in an instant. A life can change its course with little more than a glance, a few words, or even the twitch of a finger on the trigger. Most people only ever seem to have one life changing event, but in her twenty-seven years, Sakura has had three. She could remember each moment as if it happened yesterday, despite the years seperating them. Twice for the better, where everything seemed to always be just right and she was so blissfully happy. However, the third moment was cataclysmic. It shattered her world, her entire sense of being. The Invincible Cherry Blossom of Ikebukuro was no more, only a shadow of her former self. Only a miracle could save Sakura from succumbing to her grief. And, as we all know, miracles are hard to come by. But they do happen.

July 17, 12:00 pm

Sakura Haruno was shaking, she was so nervous. Would she trip? Would her freakish best friends get into an argument? Would her father Kizashi make horrible puns? Everyone thought they should have waited longer, that a year wasn't long enough to get to know a person. Normally, the pinkette would have agreed with them. She hadn't become best friends with Naruto, Sasuke, and Sai in a year. She hadn't begun to consider Kakashi her crazy uncle until well over a year and a half after meeting him, even if he and her father were good friends. But in this case, she knew they were wrong.

Sakura glanced at the clock and smiled. It was almost time. In less than twenty minutes, it would be exactly a year since she had met and fell in love with Shizuo Heiwajima. In less than twent minutes, the ceremony would begin, and they would be tying the knot, as they say. It had taken the two quite a while to decided on the style of the ceremony, but they eventually decided on a western wedding, so the pinkette could make her dress herself.

The bride-to-be looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Her pure white dress was strapless, with a sweetheart neckline. She had painstakingly sewn a floral beading patterned into the bust, leading it down to the waist. The entire thing was made lovingly with chiffon and satin, which she had gotten from the tailor shop, along with her short beaded veil, which she now owned. The older lady who had owned the store had given it, and the small two room apartment above, after she had retired less than a month ago. Sakura had lasted the longest out of those she had employed there and was more business savvy than the rest as well. The dress would be displayed in the window of the shop, as a way to advertise.

A knock on the door to her dressing room pulled Sakura from her self-examination. "It's open." she responded and her mother, Mibuki, with a graying blonde hair, walked in. She was holding Sakura's bouquet, which was made with Lily of the Valley, Gardenia, Lilac, and just a little bit of Delphinium to represent the speed of which their relationship had formed. That had been Ino's idea, seeing as her family's flower shop was the one providing the flower arrangements.

Her eyes went glassy as she stared at her only daughter. "Oh Saki, you look beautiful..." She raised her hand and tucked a loose piece of hair behind Sakura's ear. She had decided to get it cut a few weeks before the wedding.(It looks like her hair in Naruto:The Last Movie)

"Thank you Kaa-chan." Sakura kissed her mother's cheek and took the bouquet. The alarm on her cell phone went off, marking the time as 12:10. She took a deep breath and smiled. "Well, time to go!" She met her father's arm at the door and they headed towards ceremony.

July 17, 12:15 pm

"Heiwajima Shizuo-san, do you take Haruno Sakura as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for all of eternity?" said the priest.

Shizuo paused for a single moment, his brown eyes gazing into Sakura's emerald ones. Once again, the world seemed to pause around them. He opened his mouth and two simple words fell out. Words that would change their world forever. "I do." The world remained still as the priest asked the same of Sakura, and she said those same two words without even waiting for him to finish, a smile bright enough to light the entirety of Ikebukuro for a year on her face.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife. Heiwajima-san, you may now kiss the bride. Congratulations." Shizuo did not wait a second before picking up the now and kissing her hard. She laughed and kissed him back, both smiling into the kiss as the cheers of their guests washed over them.

One voice in particular stood out amongst the crowd. "CONGRATS SHIZU-CHAN, SAKURA-CHAN!" shouted a familiar, snide voice called out from the back. Shizuo growled and put Sakura down. She sighed and crossed her arms, both turning to the back, glaring.

In unison, the newly-weds shouted. "IIIZAAAYAAAA!" The black hairded informant laughed and ran out of the ceremony hall, the two chasing him. He ran off laughing as he threw a neatly wrapped box at them, before going out the closest window.

Unlike her husband, Sakura stopped to pick present, for that's what it obviously was, and opened it. It was a simple gift card to a furniture place, so they could buy new things for the apartment and sell off their old stuff. At the bottom, there was also a simple, wooden picture frame that held a picture of Sakura and Shizuo laughing while she was on a swing set. Izaya had obviously taken it, but it was very well done. She still had her long hair, which was loose, flowing in the wind as she swung lightly enough to get a breeze. Sakura had worn a mint green sundress that day, along with a straw hat with a green ribbon. Shizuo had even been out out his bartender's uniform. He had decided to wear a pair of jeans and a simple black t-shirt. Of course, the blond was still smoking a cigarette, but he smoked a little less now.

Sakura smiled and held the picture to her chest. It was a wonderful gift and she's had have to thank Izaya in person later. They went out to lunch sometimes, she'd do it then. Unlike her husband, she liked Izaya for the most part, except when he was being an ass. But he sometimes reccomended her store to some of his clients, so she could at least tolerate him. His sisters liked her clothes.

"Bastard." muttered Shizuo as he returned from chasing Izaya off. Sakura showed him Izaya's present and he huffed. But the pinkette knew him too well. He appreciated the gift, even if he didn't want to. Grabbing his hand, Sakura began to drag him back into the ceremony room, where the party had already began.

July 17, 12:21 pm

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