A/N: OH MY GOD! You guys I'm soooooooo sorry to just leave you hanging like this! I've had so much crap in my life and I just went from "almost engaged" to single in like a week and I needed to deal with that. So here it is: the wedding chapter!

"Okay Temari, just stay calm." Kiya said.

"Kiya I'm freaking out!" Temari paced in her wedding dress.

There was roughly 15 minutes before the ceremony was due to start and Temari was a nervous wreck.

"Alright, what are you freaking out about?" Kiya asked.

"I'm worried that something is going to go wrong! What if I mess up my vows or something is wrong in the reception hall! Agh!" Temari wailed.

"Temari, I'm going to give you a little piece of advice. Don't worry, something is bound to go wrong, but you can't let that little thing ruin this day. This is your wedding day, be happy and everything will be fine. Okay?" Kiya smiled at her sister.

Temari smiled back, taking the advice to heart and then it was time to go. Gaara had agreed to walk Temari down the aisle. Kiya looked back and smiled at her husband and sister before she walked out into the Nara house gardens. The gardens were huge and in full bloom, the cherry blossom trees were bright pink and every few seconds a petal or two floated lazily through the warm spring afternoon air. Kiya smiled at every one she knew on both sides before she took her spot next to the altar.

Kiya took a moment to look across at Shikamaru who looked calm but to those who knew him he was terrified. His eyes shifted to look at Kiya for a moment. She smiled even bigger and gave him a wink. Then the music started and the door slid open.

Gaara could recall only a few situations he had been this nervous: when he was going to be working with Genin for the first time when he met Matsuri, Kiya and his first date, asking Kiya to marry him and getting married himself. He couldn't really count becoming a father because his nervousness hadn't reached a fever pitch yet, he assumed that it would happen when Kiya went in to labor.

'Gods help me.' He said silently at the thought.

Then it was time and the doors opened. He felt Temari's hand clutch his elbow for dear life and he reached over and patted her fingers in what he hoped was a comforting gesture that doubled as letting her know that she was cutting off the circulation to his lower arm. She loosened her grip slightly but still seemed to be holding on to him as if he were going to fly away.

Gaara and Temari walked slowly down the aisle, it seemed to take forever. Kiya smiled at her husband's stoic but slightly happy face. She caught his eye and her smile widened into a grin, she saw the edge of his lips quirk upwards into what, for him, could be called a smile.

Temari looked beautiful, her gown shifting softly in the light breeze. Suddenly they were at the front and Gaara was giving her away. He looked at his sister, her eyes shone with unshed tears. He realized then just how much she meant to him. He pulled her close and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek before shaking Shikamaru's hand then placing Temari's in his.

Kiya felt her eyes start to water as she watched her husband give his sister away. Temari handed Kiya her bouquet and the ceremony started.

"What a lovely ceremony."

"Indeed! Gorgeous!"

"Did you see how big the Kazekage's wife is? She looks about ready to burst!"

"Ahem." Kiya cleared her throat to get through the throng of female Nara relatives to get to her husband.

"Kiya, are you alright? Do you need to sit down? The ceremony lasted a bit longer than I anticipated." Gaara said frantically in a hushed voice.

"Don't be silly, I'm fine-OH! But I may need to find the bathroom. Little guy is kicking my bladder again." Kiya grimaced slightly as Gaara led her away from the crowd with his arm around her back.

Kiya smiled at the beautiful reception room in the Nara house. Everything was decorated in white and gold very tastefully if she did say so herself. Temari waved Kiya over to her and a group of people Kiya hadn't yet met.

"Kiya! The room looks beautiful! I was so right to trust you, you made it perfect! You are the best sister a girl could ever wish for!" Temari said pulling Kiya into a huge hug.

Kiya smiled into the hug but pulled away abruptly and grabbed her stomach. A huge cramp surged through her she doubled over.

"OW! Oh my god!" Kiya shouted, her voice pitched higher than normal. She looked up to see Temari's face gone white.

Kiya grabbed Temari's hand and held tight. There was a rush of footsteps all around her and sudden shouting for the Kazekage and medical ninja and help in general. Like lightning Sakura was at her side checking her but couldn't concentrate with every one running here and there.

"SHUT UP! No one panic! The only person who is allowed to panic is Gaara and he's already out cold!" Sakura shouted. "Now, where was I?" she said kneeling down and pressing on Kiya's stomach.

The cramp slowly released its hold on Kiya and she slowly started to regulate her breathing again.

"Kiya, you are fine. What you experienced was what we call a Braxton-hicks contraction. These will happen on and off, they are no cause for alarm you just need to take it slow these last months and stay off your feet as much as possible." Sakura explained.

Kiya nodded and then, with the help of her friends and sister, stood upright again. She looked over at her husband who was indeed out cold. Kankuro knelt over him and was trying to wake him up by prodding him softly.

"Obviously that's not working, move." Naruto pushed his boyfriend out of the way and soundly slapped Gaara across the face.

Gaara's eyes flew open, he shot up "Kiya!" then his head protested with a violent throb and had to lie back in Naruto's arms.

"She's fine man, just some fake contractions. Nothing to be worried about." Naruto explained.

Gaara looked over at Kiya and saw her giggling to herself and he smiled back at her.

"You know Naruto, I feel like I have been in this position before." Gaara said slowly blinking his eyes.

Naruto laughed loudly "yeah, you have. Right after I saved your ass!"

Gaara nodded then moved to get up. Naruto grabbed his arm and Kankuro had his other one. Once on his feet he swayed once then recovered well and strode over to Kiya.

"Are you okay?" he asked as everyone went back to their own conversations.

"Are you?" she giggled "I can't have you fainting on me every time this happens, eventually I'll have to have this baby."

"I know. This just took me a little by surprise." He said

"Ya' think?" her smile broadened. "Way to steal all the attention."

The rest of the reception went smoothly and soon it was time for Kiya to toast the happy couple.

"First I wanted to thank everyone for being here for my sister and her new husband. As most of you know right around the time Temari got engaged I got pregnant but that didn't stop me from helping her plan the whole thing. I was so happy to hear that Shikamaru proposed because I knew that even though he can come off as lazy and non-committal once he takes the trouble to make up his mind he's set on it. I know that he will take good care of my sister. Temari, you have been the only sister I have ever known. You and your brothers welcomed me into your home and family when I first arrived in Suna so long ago. I love you like you were my own blood and I am so proud and privileged to call you my sister and my family. I hope that your life with Shikamaru is as happy and wonderful as you are." Kiya smiled through her tears.

Temari jumped from her seat and crushed Kiya in a hug. "I love you too, baby sister." Temari whispered then they both broke down crying.

Once the crying died down the best man, Choji, got up and gave his speech. It was a little less heart-felt but still appreciated by the happy couple.

Kiya sat at one of the guest tables watching her sister and new brother in law dance. Temari had a huge grin on her face and Shikamaru looked just the same. Kiya giggled because she had never seen him look this happy. She felt a small tap on her arm and turned only to be faced with some of the biggest brown eyes she had ever seen. It was a young girl maybe six or seven with three other girls trailing behind her.

"Excuse me…" the girl said, Kiya had to strain to hear her over the music. "Are you the lady the grown-ups keep calling 'Kiya-hime'?"

Kiya smiled warmly "I suppose they would call me that, huh?"

The girls tittered and giggled for a moment before another one stepped up "Are you really a princess?"

Kiya laughed softly "I suppose I am in a way."

Every pair of eyes widened in unison "really?"

"Well yes, that is the title you get when you marry a Kage."

"You're married to a Kag-ge?" a small blonde girl asked haltingly.

"Well yes, I am married to Temari's youngest brother who is the Kazekage; which in turn earned me the title of Kaze-hime." Kiya explained.

"Wow! I want to marry a Kage too so I can be a princess!" one of the girls said enthusiastically.

Kiya smiled at the small group of girls that had since grown a little larger. "Now girls, you can't just marry someone because of what they do or how much money they have or what their title is. You have to love them."

"Do you love the Kazekage?"

"Of course I do. I wouldn't be with him if I didn't." Kiya giggled along with the girls.

There were about seven now and they all had pulled up chairs to sit next to Kiya.

"How did you fall in love?" the first girl asked.

Kiya smiled "Well now, that is quite a story but I suppose I can tell it. It all started when I was given a mission to go to Suna…"

Kiya had just gotten to Gaara and her first date when the man himself walked over.

"Well, speak of the devil!" Kiya smiled.

Gaara surveyed the group of enraptured girls then looked at Kiya and smiled softly.

"What have you been telling these girls? They look rather star struck."

"I've just been telling them the story of how we met and fell in love." Kiya said while patting his hand on her shoulder.

"I see." Was all he said before he bent and gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek and walked away.

After the story was finished it was almost 9 o'clock and the girls had to get to bed.

"Thank you Kiya-hime for keeping them busy." One of the mothers said, she did look truly grateful.

"Oh, it was my pleasure! They were lovely!" Kiya smiled.

The party went on for quite a while after that but Kiya and Gaara left early. They took their leave from the happy couple and headed toward their hotel.

The quiet, dark streets of Konoha drifted by Kiya as she nodded in and out of sleep. Carried by her husband she was free to rest her head against his shoulder. She felt totally content at that moment.