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Chapter 3: The Wedding


A little goof on my part and had to resummit this, Sorry


Sakura woke the morning of Naruto and Hinata's wedding feeling slightly uneasy. While Naruto had a bachelor party the previous night, Hinata had not; opting for a movie night instead. It had sounded fun to Sakura, until one of the movies chosen had been the first movie she had seen with Sasuke and it brought back too many wonderfully heartbreaking memories.

'I have to walk with him today. First day to see each other is always the hardest Ino says. We'll see how right she is.'

As if Ino knew Sakura was thinking about her, burst open her door with her Bride's Maid dress on and her hair half way done.

"Sakura! What are you doing still in bed? The wedding is in two hours! You need to start getting ready. You are the Maid of Honor after all. Why Hinata didn't choose me is beyond my understanding?"

"There are a lot of things beyond your understanding. And she didn't choose you because she knows you and you would have tried to steal the show."

"This isn't a competition."

"Not to anyone else, but it would certainly be for you, if you were made Maid of Honor."

"I can't help it if I look sexy."

"What ever you say! Now please leave so I can get ready."

"Hurry up!"

She burst out of the room at the same speed she had come in.

'It's too early for this.'

She looked at her clock and was shocked when it read one o'clock.

'I guess it's not that early.'

She quickly took a shower and put on the underskirt for her dress. Hinata had surprised everyone with the dresses she had chosen for her bridal party. The dress she picked for Sakura had been the most beautiful dress she had ever laid eyes one. Well, only until she saw Hinata's wedding dress.

Much to her relief, Hinata had not chosen orange as a color for the wedding, even though Naruto had begged. Instead, she chose a soft lavender main color with red ascents.

Sakura's dress was the lavender color with red flowers arranged in a vine like pattern. It exposed most of her back, ending slightly above her hips. It had a veil like material over the bottom, to match the wedding dress. She knew she would never wear the dress after today, but one day in it was all she would ever need.

Ino walked into her room, wearing a similar dress, just missing the flowers, and did a double take look at Sakura.

"Wow. If that doesn't make Sasuke sweat drop, nothing will."

"I already know what kind of reaction I'll get from him. After all, he's seen me in it already."

"I can only guess what happened afterwards. I'm just surprised the dress is still in tack."

"Ino!"

"Yeah, I see you blushing. Don't try to deny it."

Sakura only grunted a response. She had to hurry downstairs to get her hair done. She had grown her hair out when Naruto and Hinata had announced their engagement, just so she could get it done up for the wedding.

"Ah finally, the pink haired one is here."

"Hello to you too Filipe."

They did a French style kiss on the cheeks, even though neither was.

"Hurry up and sit down. You know I'm not a fast worker."

"You have an hour; I think you'll be fine."

"Hush, I'm working."

All the girls giggled at the overly feminine hair dresser, having already put up with his 'Superiority Complex.'

When he had finished with her hair, everyone noticed Hinata walking down the stairs.

"Oh my god! Hinata, you are a vision in white! If Naruto doesn't faint when he sees you, I'll make him faint."

"Thank you Ino. You look beautiful too."

"I know. You have such good taste Hinata."

"Ladies."

Everyone looked up to see Hinata's father standing at the doorway in a tux with a lavender tie.

"Its time to go."

Everyone left the room and walked outside towards the cars awaiting them.


Sasuke woke that morning with a cold sweat across his face. He had had another dream about Sakura, again. In his dream, he had been at Naruto and Hinata's wedding, standing at the front of the vineyard. It took him a few moments to realize he was standing in the wrong spot. He tried to get Naruto to switch with him, but the idiot keep shaking his head. Before he could move him out of the way, the wedding march had begun. He turned his head to see, not Hinata walking down the aisle, but Sakura. She was dressed in a white wedding gown and was smiling at him. He stood there, looking dumbfounded. He kept looking around waiting for someone to tell him this was a joke, but no one seemed to notice his uneasiness. He hadn't been paying attention until the priest had said, 'I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.' But before their lips met, he had woken up.

'Scary dream.'

A knock broke his thoughts out of the dream.

"Sasuke! Wake up! Hey, Sasuke!"

The knock turned into pounding before Naruto burst through the door. He looked over at Sasuke's bed and gave him the biggest smile he had ever seen his friend do.

"What are you still doing in bed? I'm getting married in an hour! It would look bad if the Best Man was absent from his best friend's wedding. Now get up! Before I give you your shower where you lay."

He threw a pillow at the hyper man before he left the room.

'Why does he always have to be so loud? I guess he actually has a reasonable excuse today.'

It didn't take long for him to get ready. A quick five minute shower and he was already putting on his tux.

'Thank goodness women plan weddings. Or I'd be clad in orange and blue.'

He put on his lavender tie and looked at himself in the mirror. He had never needed to brush his hair; it always seemed to stay in the same rigid shape, much to his liking. He thought about the upcoming event and slightly feared having to be next to Sakura.

'She'll be wearing that dress again. But this time, I won't be the only one to see her. If any man so much as looks at her… I'll… I'll…'

He calmed himself down, realizing if he did anything like that, it would ruin any hope of him of getting back together with her.

'Just grit your teeth and suck it up. She isn't your girlfriend.'

He walked downstairs to see Naruto trying to peak into his bride to be's dressing room.

"Never took you for a peeping tom."

"What! I'm not allowed to look at my own wife."

"No."

They turned around to see Hinata's father glaring at them. Although he had accepted Hinata's choice to marry such a blatant idiot, he still didn't have to act like he liked him.

"Naruto, your part of the wedding party is waiting out in your limo. And its bad luck to see the bride before the wedding. Any person with half a brain knows that. Now, you and Sasuke please leave. The girls will be coming out soon."

"Yes sir, Mr. Hyuuga."

Naruto quickly ran out of the Inn's foyer with Sasuke slowly walking behind.

"I love Hinata… But her father gives me the creeps."

"He's your father now."

"Father-In-Law! And don't you call him anything else."

"Then I guess it's a good thing that Hinata doesn't like him as much as you don't."

"Ha! I've got to admit, seeing his face when she told him we were getting married was priceless. Just wait till she tells him she's pregnant!"

"What?"

"Oh yeah, by the way, Hinata's pregnant!"

"When did this happen?"
"Found out a couple days ago. Don't know when it happened exactly. Hard to keep her hands off me."

Sasuke actually laughed at this.

'Took you forever to notice her love, it doesn't surprise that she's making up for lost time.'

"Well… Congrats are in order I guess."

"By the way, would you be the kid's godfather?"

"You know I will. Someone's got to be a good role model around em."

"Hey!" Naruto punched Sasuke in the arm before pulling him in for a hug.

"Naruto…"

"Sasuke…"

After a couple seconds, Sasuke couldn't handle the 'man hug' anymore and pushed Naruto off.

"That's your hug for the next ten years. Understand?"

"Ha! Yeah, whatever."


Thirty minutes before the start of the wedding and all the guest were seated. Naruto had agreed to let Hinata's family sit on his side, only having friends attending.

The wedding party was standing near the inside of the building that would be the start of the walk. Sakura loved where Hinata had chosen for her wedding. It was a vineyard near the coast and because the owner loved exotic greenery, Cherry Blossom trees lined the edges of the area.

"Attention! Wedding party, please get into your places, it's about to begin."

Sakura moved away from the sitting area where all the brides maids were gathered and watched everyone line up. At the back was Neji and Tenten, he was blushing as she fixed his tie. In front of them was Shikamaru and Temari, he was too busy staring at her back side to realize she was talking to him. Next in the line up were Kiba and Ino. Apparently Kiba was telling a funny joke because Ino couldn't stop giggling. Gaara and Hinata's sister were next to make up the party. Gaara was staring off into space as Hinata's sister was making goo goo eyes at him. Next came her and…

"Sasuke."

"Sakura."

"You look nice."

"So do you."

"Thanks."

Silence overcame them and Sakura was having trouble breathing.

'He looks so handsome in his tux.'

The wedding anthem began and everyone turned and started walking just the way they had rehearsed the week before.


The rest of the wedding was without incident; except for Naruto almost falling over when he saw Hinata.

"You're so beautiful." He said before lightly kissing her on the cheek.

When it was over, there was a massive amount of clapping, mostly from Naruto, and the wedding party and guests moved towards the dining area a few feet away.

"Let's get this party started!"

"Naruto, the dance!"

"Oh yeah, sorry my love. Come on wedding party, get out here now."

To make their wedding a tad different from others, they decided to have the entire wedding party out dancing for their first dance instead of just the bride and groom. This was mostly because Naruto danced worst than a monkey and didn't want all eyes on him. Each girl was partnered with the man that had escorted them down the aisle.

Sakura's eyes drifted towards Sasuke as he walked up to her.

"Sakura."

"Sasuke."

He placed his right hand on her waist and took her left in his. As the music started, their cold display began.

She didn't dare look into his eyes, for fear of getting weak in the knees from his piercing stare. She loved his touch, gentle, but strong. It was one of the unspoken languages between them. Sasuke was a man of few words, but his touch was always very talkative.

"Sasuke…"

"Yes."

She had been working up the courage to talk to him. She had realized some of her things were still in his apartment and she desperately wanted them back.

"I need to get my things from your apartment. When can I come by to get them?"

He had been dreading this.

"Friday, I guess. I'll tell the landlord to let you in."

'Guess he wouldn't want to be around when I get them. Don't know why I think he would.'

"Alright. Thanks."

The song was winding down and luckily no one was pay attention to them. When the song finally stopped, Sasuke bent her down as if to kiss her. Their lips inched towards each others before he lifted himself back up and moved away from her.

'What was that? Did he almost kiss me?'

She blushed before returning to the wedding party table to begin eating the meal.


Hours later, after Naruto and Hinata had left and everyone else was leaving too, Sakura told Ino what had happened on the dance floor.

"He almost what!"

"I doubt he planned too. That's just what you do at the end of a dance like that."

"Uh, no. I was dancing with Kiba and we certainly didn't do that. Chouji would have kicked him."

"I really don't want to talk about it anymore. Their serving free drinks now, let's go."

"This break up has turned you into an alcoholic."

"I'll be fine after Friday."

"Oh, is that the day you plan to go get your stuff."

"Yeah, he won't be home, so I won't have to worry about talking to him again."

"If you call five lines talking."

"Its more talking then we did when we were together."

"True."

Sakura hated thinking badly about Sasuke. She started to think he wasn't completely okay with their break up. But since he hadn't said anything, she continued to believe he didn't care that much about it.

"After Friday, we aren't going out to a bar for a month, understand."

"Yeah, yeah…"

'After Friday… I don't think I'll be the same.'