Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of the characters. I don't own the Saruteru clan either. I am writing this for a friend. And it was not my decision to make Emirii Ari's maid of honor, it was adams. So I hope you enjoy the story and the surprises that come along. There should be about one more chapter…then The End. Enjoy!

"So…. Why Is Gaara staying?" Emirii looked back and forth between her parents and Gaara.

"Well, I'm here for the wedding," Gaara answered, since both Emirii's parents seemed incapable of talking.

"Oh…cool, when is it?" She asked.

"In a few weeks," said Shariin finally recovering her voice.

"Oh…cool." Emirii said.

The next morning, Emirii woke up early. She went into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, thinking she was the only one awake. As she opened the door, she saw Arishia and Kabuto sitting over a giant piece of paper spread out on the kitchen table.

"Wutcha doin?" Emirii asked

"Looking over wedding plans and seating arrangements," Arishia answered.

"Oh okay, you guys want some coffee?" She reached for a mug.

"No, I've had about three cups," Arishia said.

"I'll take some, if you don't mind…" Kabuto said.

"No problem," she grabbed another mug, "Wouldn't have asked if I minded," she laughed.

She poured the coffee and sat down, helping with the plans and listening to Arishia describe what she was supposed to do at the wedding.

Two weeks later

It was the day of Arishia's wedding and the bride, bridesmaids an the Maid of Honor were getting reading in an old warehouse that the people of Konaha had found. The groom and his party were getting ready in a nearby warehouse.

"How do I look?" Arishia cried, for the fifteenth time.

"You look fine," Emirii said, for the fifteenth time, admiring Arishia's dress and wondering how she would look in it.

It was a beautiful dress, it was long and slinky, and strapless, with little diamonds sewn into it in some places. It sparkled and Emirii loved it.

"How do I look?" asked Emirii.

"Oh, you look great, as usual," Keitii pretended to scoff, then started to laugh.

"Yeah, you do look great," Shizune complemented.

"Thanks guys…er…girls," Emirii laughed.

Everyone laughed, it lightened the mood a little, then when Tsunade opened the doors and said:

"Its time."

Everyone tensed back up.

They opened the warehouse doors and everyone lined up in their positions. The guys were lined up at the warehouse next door. They all got ready to walk down the aisle. First came Nikku and Sakura, then shortly after Adamu and Hinata followed. They were followed by Keitii and Sasuke, after they were about halfway down Matto started walking with Shizune on his arm. Buritonii followed with Shikamaru. After they were gone, Witorii and Gaara came. And finally, Emirii came down arm in arm with Kiba. When they had all lined up by the alter, the music changed. The warehouse doors opened again and Deividdo was walking Arishia down the aisle. Kabuto looked over at Emirri, who flashed him a smile, then he turned back to his bride who had now made it to the alter.

"We are gathered here today…." the minister started, "To witness the marriage of Arishia and Shian."

Shariin beamed when he had said that, she was so happy that her oldest daughter was getting married.

Of course, no one had noticed the two suspicious characters sitting in the last two seats of the very back row. They both wore very big top hats and one had long black hair, while the other had shorter whitish hair. They sat with their heads bowed, so no one could see their faces.

"If anyone has any objection as to why these two should be joined in holy matrimony , please speak now or forever hold your peace," he paused, then continued, "Kf not let us continue-" he broke off, the two men had stood up.

The one with the whitish hair cleared his throat.

"Why are you doing…." The man with black hair started, "Kabuto," he sneered.

Several people gasped at the mention of this name. Arishia looked nack and forth between Kabuto and the two men.

"Honey, whats going on?" she looked frightened.

"You…," Kabuto stammered, "You're not here."

"Oh don't you wish," sneered the man again, and he looked up.

His long black hair was almost waist length his face was very pale, he pulled off his top hat and sneered again, hair was hanging in his face in long strands.

"Yes, I am here."

"Kabuto…who is it?" Arishia said, her voice clearly showing she was scared.

"Orochimaru." He spoke more to himslef than to her.

Everyone started to scream and run around at the mention of the name. The wedding party stood and stared. Everyone had forgotten about the other man that was with Orochimaru. He snuck up behind Kabuto and wrapped his arms around him.

"Orochimaru-sama! I got him!"

"Good job Kimimaro."

"You too," Kabuto sighed.

"Yep buddy, me too."

"Great," said Kabuto, and with a great amount of effort, grabbed Kimimaro's arms and threw him over his shoulders.

Orochimaru looked up as Kimimaro landed with a thud. He got right back up and stood to face Kabuto.

"Well, your lucky, your not the one we're after," Kimimaro sneered.

"Kimimaro! Grab the girl!" Orochimaru shouted.

Kimimaro dodged Kabuto's attack and ran towards Emirii. She shrieked as he picked her up and returned to Orochimaru's side. Kiba started to run forward but Kabuto put a restraining hand on his shoulder.

"You don't want to mess with these guys," he muttered, "But I do."

As he stepped forward Kimimaro stepped out too, to make sure Kabuto didn't get Emirii back.

"Orochimaru!" Kabuto said.

"What?" he sighed.

"Let her go. You don't want her."

"Yes I do…you just don't want me to have her." He sneered, "Kimimaro."

"Yes."

"Do it."

Kabuto ran forward to take on Kimimaro, when he got close enough, bones grew out of Kimamro's chest and back. Kabuto stopped.

"Damn it," he spat.

"I know," Kimimaro gave an evil smile.

But before anyone could attack, Emirii gave a small gasp. Everyone turned around. Orochimaru had leaned down and kissed Emirii on the cheek and he was now about to kiss her on the neck. Kiba stepped forward.

"Leave her alone!"

Orochimaru didn't even look up. No one could really see his face. He was near the nape of her neck, her flaming red hair covering half his face. She stood so still, it looked as if she was paralyzed.

What's he doing to me, she thought she had no idea what was going on.

Why does he want me? What can I do for him? she mulled over these thoughts, confused. Then, she felt as thought she had been stabbed, she screamed. Her vision went black, she couldn't see. She screamed again. And then, she fainted.