This chapter includes detailed sexual content. Also, the next chapter is going to be the very last for Red Kimono - the Epilogue. Thank you everyone so much for reading my story. It's been amazing to see your feedback and how much you enjoyed (or didn't enjoy) my work. There hasn't been a dull moment, and I have you all to thank for that! Please enjoy!

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Birds sang as the sunlight poured into my room, basking on the white sheets of my bed and reflecting a light so bright that it nearly blinded me when I stared at it for too long. I sat in the chair in front of my vanity mirror as I tried my best to remain still while Ino applied mascara to my face. In my peripheral, her beautiful features twisted into one of extreme concentration since she was forced to work with my awkward angle. In an attempt to give her a better view of what she was doing, I moved back slightly, accidentally bumping into Sakura who was doing my hair.

"Sorry, Sakura," I said.

"It's alright," she said, grinning. She rubbed the small bump on her abdomen hidden underneath her light pink dress. "This one can handle a little nudge."

"If it's Sakura's baby, it can handle almost anything. Have you seen her? She still goes all out at the training field," said Ino incredulously.

"This kid's going to have to be tough since it's father is Naruto."

"Naruto will be a great father," I said.

"Maybe Hinata's right," said Ino after briefly deliberating. "If anything, the kid should be tough with you as it's mother. You can get scary when you're mad, and if it's anything like Naruto used to be as a kid, then I fear for your child's life."

"Oh, shut up." Sakura combed through a section of my hair, pinning up the parts that got in her way. "What about you, Ino? Since you're so anal about everything, I bet your kid will run away from home a lot to catch a break."

Ino held up her left hand, brandishing a diamond ring that sparkled in the rays of the sun. "Sai and I have no plans for children. We both agree that we'll both be horrible parents."

"I can agree to that," said Sakura, a hint of meaning hidden behind her words. "Sai is so insensitive; it might leave the poor thing a wreck."

Ino laughed. "Yeah, you're right about that."

"Hinata, on the other hand, would be a great mother."

I blushed. "M-Me?"

"Of course," said Sakura. "You're kind, you can cook, and if you can bring out the best in a person like Sasuke, you can set anyone down the right path."

My heart raced just as it always does at the thought of a future with him.

"Stop blushing," Ino snapped. "The redness of your face is messing with the color scheme."

"S-Sorry."

Sakura finished doing my hair before Ino completed my make-up. She took a seat on my bed, blocking the blinding light reflecting off the sheets to watch Ino apply the final touches to my face. When she finished, Ino stepped back to admire her work.

"Sasuke won't know what to do when he sees you," she cooed.

I directed my attention to the mirror, soon meeting a person I barely recognized. The palette she applied was a nude one, but the results of the final product were far beyond my expectations. I could hardly look away – I was too busy staring at myself in awe.

"It looks good, right?" said Ino with her arms crossed triumphantly over her chest.

"Yes, thank you, Ino."

Sakura cleared her throat, reminding me that she too had a hand in this.

"Oh, yes. Thank you too, Sakura."

"You're welcome." She perked up, showing her teeth as the corners of her mouth curled. "We should go join the others, Ino. I bet they're all getting anxious."

"Yeah. Don't want to keep them waiting."

They left in a hurry, closing my bedroom door behind them.

Now that I was alone, I could not calm myself no matter how many breaths I took. I have been waiting impatiently up until this point, and now that I am finally here, the nerves refuse to settle. There are no doubts that I want this – to take this to the next step – however, when I imagine walking up to him past all of those people, the people that have supported us and cared for us unconditionally throughout the years, I freeze. Can I truly do this?

I abruptly rose from my chair, eliminating those negative thoughts immediately. There is one thing that I am certain of, and that is that I want to be with Sasuke for the rest of my life. We are well past the stage of doubt. Yes, I am afraid, but I am afraid of the possibility of something going wrong. Not of becoming his. The road ahead of is uncertain, but if we are together, we can face the unknown. Having that in mind sparked a fire within me that shook away all of the fear.

Just then, a soft knock came at my door. I opened it slightly, peeking through the crack, to find a member of the Hyuga clan on the other side. She bowed to me and said "Lady Hinata, we are ready for you outside."

"Thank you." I proceeded to shut the door, but I opened it again to tell her "You do not have to call me 'lady' any longer. That title has been relinquished from me when I informed my father that I am to marry Sasuke."

"That may be so, however, to me, and to all of those you held dear to you, you are still 'Lady Hinata' to us."

I offered her a warm smile. "Thank you."

"Please hurry. The groom is quite scary when he is impatient."

Nodding, I then closed the door to quickly dress in a sleeveless white gown. Light and flowing, it hugged my body nicely, showing the curves of my sides while not revealing much to our guests of my decently sized bust. The bottom of the dress was long enough to conceal my legs, and the veil that came with it sat atop my head, covering my face. I wore very little jewelry, selecting some that my late mother owned, and I gave my former room one last look before I shut the door behind me.

A couple of Hyuga members, one from the main branch and another from the side branch, escorted me to the double glass doors that lead into the exotic backyard of the estate that was now littered in cherry blossom petals. While I could see through the doors to the outside, those on the other side could not look in. From where I stand, rows of benches sat on the either side of the white aisle filled with people I knew: Naruto, Sakura, Sai, Ino, Kiba, Shino, Akamaru, Shikamaru, Choji, Rock Lee, Tenten, Kurenai sensei with her three-year-old daughter, Mirai, my academy teacher, Iruka sensei, Ko, my little sister, and my father. At the very end of the aisle, Sasuke stood next to the wedding arch noticeably nervous while Lord Hokage Kakashi adjusted his tie and delivered words of assurance.

Butterflies took residence at the pit of my stomach just from looking at him. His black suit made him look so unbelievably handsome that I forgot how to breathe, and, for a moment, I could not believe that he was soon to be my husband.

"Lady Hinata?" the side branch member said. "Are you ready?"

My throat suddenly felt dry upon learning that I was soon to venture out there. I glanced down at her with widened eyes, but when I looked back up at Sasuke, who had wiped sweat forming on his forehead with a napkin, all of that fear erased.

"Yes. I am ready," I said.

Both members slipped through the door, taking care not to reveal me to everyone on the other side. When the doors opened, Sasuke jerked his head in the direction of it, his eyes full of anticipation and longing as he watched the branch members rush towards the pianist.

When the music flared, and the guests rose from their seats, two men on the other side of the glass opened the doors, revealing me to those waiting for me. Upon seeing me, my groom's expression changed from that of nervousness to one of awe. The entire time I walked down the aisle, I never took my eyes off Sasuke. And he never took his eyes off me.

When I finally reached him at the end, he whispered "You look beautiful."

I blushed under his observation. "You look stunning as well."

The guests took their seats and the music ceased, leaving us in silence until the priest began to speak of our union in matrimony. As he spoke, I found it rather difficult – impossible even – to tear my gaze from my fiancé, and with how he looked at me, I think it was mutual. His onyx orbs harbored a spark, a happiness, that I had never known him to possess. Seeing that made all of the worries I had about our unknown future slip away. As long as he continued to stare at me like that for years to come, I had nothing to fear.

"Do you, Sasuke Uchiha, take Hinata Hyuga to be you lawfully wedded wife?" asked the priest.

I could feel my heart stop when I noticed he did not hesitate. "Yes. I do."

"Do you, Hinata Hyuga, take Sasuke Uchiha to be your lawfully wedded husband?" asked the priest.

Upon hearing that question, I expected to feel nervous under his scrutiny and our guests', but I never pulled my attention from Sasuke, and when I peered into his eyes that were so full of love and certainty, all I could feel in retrospect was the need to be completely his.

"Yes," I said. "I do."

Everything the priest said after that passed through one ear and out the other until he finally announced "You may now kiss the bride." Our guests then erupted into claps and cheers – the loudest of cheers belonging to my sister – as Sasuke pulled me against him, kissing me with a passion that took my breath away. When we parted, I was left dizzy, drunk from the might of his fervent kiss. I looked up at him, smiled, and then pulled him in for another kiss. This, he did not expect, though I knew he appreciated it, for he smiled against my mouth.

Hand in hand, we walked towards my father, who offered my new husband a nod of approval. "Take care of my daughter."

"I will, sir."

They shook hands before we clasped hands once again to walk down the aisle, thanking our abundance of guests that yelled out "Congratulations" left and right. The euphoria that seized me lasted until the moment we arrived at our new home to the southwest of the village. There is when everything that just happened became real to me.

Sasuke opened the door to our family sized house, revealing a cozy space, wooden floors, a kitchen that I could merely dream of, and pair of glass doors that led out to a private backyard filled with flowers and plants. While we prepared for the wedding, our friends were more than happy to unpack our items, organizing and placing them in tasteful locations so that when we came home after the wedding, we could simply relax. Judging by the design alone, I knew Ino had taken the liberty of commanding the men to position the furniture in the spots she deemed appropriate, which I found to be a good call. Ino has a talent for interior decorating.

Sasuke closed the door as he stepped into the house with me. "So, now that we're home, Mrs. Uchiha, what do you want to do first?"

I glanced around the first floor of our home. "I do not know. There is so much I wish to do. Did you have something in mind?"

A sexy smirk played across his face. "In fact, I do have something in mind."

He removed his tie, tossing it onto a chair sitting nearby and he loosened the first few buttons of his collared shirt. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me tightly against his body, and he leaned down, kissing me with the same passion he did earlier, only this time, he met my lips repeatedly, and I soon became weak in the knees. He was aggressive, but gentle, and it was enough to send me over the edge. My mind reeled with lewd intentions as the wetness increased under my dress.

I pulled him closer to me by tangling my fingers in his soft, silky hair, thus deepening the kiss. I parted my lips slightly, allowing his tongue access to my mouth and our tongues fought for dominance, dancing around each other until we were forced to break apart for air. Now separated from one another, I looked up at my lover feeling the intense need for more. When I accidentally brushed my leg between his when I tried to adjust my position in his hold, I felt a hardness, telling me that he yearned for the same thing.

Voice husky, he asked "Why don't we continue this in the bedroom?"

My lips slipped into a smile as a response, and I let him carry me upstairs.

He nudged the slightly ajar door open with his foot, tossing me on the massive bed. He got on top of me, his lips back on mine, kissing me with enough fire to make me moan. I felt his warm hand grab my thigh as he gently trailed up my skin until he met my underwear. Against my lips, he commanded "Take off your clothes."

Those few words held enough power to make me crave him more than I ever had before, and we both eagerly removed every shred of clothing. During the time we spent between planning for our wedding until today, it was difficult not to fornicate with him in the periods we were alone in his apartment. I would often fantasize about what his frontal region would look like, and I often pictured something unrealistic, given that I never saw one up close. But seeing him today, bare and vulnerable, in front of me, I realized I could not have imagined anything better.

Sasuke had plenty of opportunities to see me naked as well, for I would shower and sleep at his apartment occasionally before our big day, but not once did he peek even though I could tell he wanted to. As I stand before him, exposed, I could see on his face that everything I had to offer was more than what he could have imagined as well.

He climbed on top of me, leaving trails of soft kisses down my neck, to my collarbone, stopping at my naval. From there, he peered up at me, his lips curved into a mischievous smirk. I thought about questioning his intentions, but when he resumed kissing me below my naval, I understood what he had in mind and I felt the blood rush to my head.

Wet and hot, his tongue gently licked the bulb resting between my legs. It sent a pleasure unlike anything I ever felt as I shuddered with each caress. He tentatively watched my reaction, his expression twisting into one of satisfaction upon finding my content face, and he continued to gently tease it at a painstakingly slow pace. Regardless of the tempo, he left me moaning and I rolled my hips against him, begging for more than what he offered.

I felt his lips curve into a smile, and he held my hips in place with a firm hand, preventing me from moving. He forced me to subject to the amount of pleasure he offered – to which I flashed him a frustrated expression when he glanced up at me – until he licked downwards, probing the tip of his tongue at my hole. This made me moan a little louder as he traced the entrance gently. But then, he pushed in, making me gasp at the new, erotic sensation.

His warm tongue poked at my walls, creating these wet, lewd noises that made me even more excited. The sensation felt great, and when he removed his hand from my hips to play with the bulb his mouth had previously been on, the mixture of satisfaction they made together left me moaning and practically writhing in bliss. Soon, this feeling began to rise within me, gradually increasing the more pleasure he gave me.

My sweaty hands gripped the sheets as perspiration rolled off my body. The sensation continued to grow stronger, and I soon realized that I was coming. I arched my back slightly, feeling the sensation rapidly approaching, and just when I was about to achieve it, Sasuke suddenly stopped toying with me.

He licked his lips, a smirk playing across his handsome face. In return, I glared at him, wanting for the first time to hurt him.

"Not yet," he said.

He climbed on top of me, kissing my neck a few times, before he drew back a little, holding his erection to aim it at my unsatisfied lady parts. The entire time, his gaze never left mine, and mine never left his. My heart pounded with anticipation at the thought of this finally happening, though when I looked into Sasuke's reassuring eyes, I felt no fear. He pushed into the hole as gently as he could until the head slipped in, penetrating me, deflowering me.

The girth of him stretched out my untouched parts, making my face twist in pain at the burning taking place below. He looked at me in concern, wondering if he should exit or not, but I clasped onto his wrist while he deliberated, and I said "Keep going."

Sasuke pushed in slowly until all of him rested inside. Despite the pain, the feeling of him was incredible. The heat radiating off his rock-hard erection titillated me enough to make me push past the pain, and seeing Sasuke's face erupt in pleasurable bliss upon complete entry enticed me enough to prompt him to proceed.

The moment Sasuke noticed what I was thinking, he took it upon himself to move, drawing back about half way before coming back in. He observed my expressions, taking care not to hurt me. I assured him that I would be fine as I curled my fingers around his neck, pulling him in for a tender kiss. He thrust again.

Soon, the pain became nonexistent as I grew used to the shape of him, leaving only the pleasure of Sasuke Uchiha. Slowly, he pumped in and out of me, all the while brushing his lips against mine. His breathing was uneven and hitched, his voice was husky as he moaned against my skin. As one of my hands ghosted my husband's sweaty body, the other found his head, fisting his dark hair slightly when the thrusts increased in pace and power, causing several moans to slip from me.

I found the courage to roll my hips in time with his when I found the pattern, to which I arched my back. The feeling was building up again – the indication of an orgasm.

Judging by Sasuke's face, he was nearing the end as well. This assumption only proved my case when I felt him throb repeatedly between my tight walls. His large hand caressed my cheek as he peered into my eyes with love filled ones. Without having to speak, I understood the message he tried to give me.

He wanted to look at me when we finished together.

I throbbed in time with him, the feeling quickly increasing. I tightened my fist holding his hair captive as I arched my back once more to combat the powerful orgasm that made my body convulse. During this, Sasuke's hand gripped my hips once my walls clamped on him so hard, he was forced to expel everything he held back on for my own pleasure. With a moan and a few heavy breaths, he came too, releasing his hot juices deep inside of me.

Sasuke pulled out slowly, making me shudder again. He then took his place next to me, and I instinctively cuddled my sweaty body close against his.

Sasuke wrapped his arm around me, inviting me. "If you knew how long I've been wanting to do this with you, you would call me a pervert."

A laughed escaped me. "I would imagine that you have been yearning to do this for quite a while." I then admitted, blushing "I have been wishing to do this with you for a while as well."

That did not seem to surprise him, for his mouth twitched into smile. After deliberating for a few moments, he confessed "Since the day I retrieved you from the base of the mountain in the Land of Iron, I have thought of doing this."

My eyes widened as I propped myself up with my elbow to look at him. He was serious. "You never told me this."

"How could I ever tell you that? Admitting that to you before I proposed would have been weird, and telling you after that would only have made it more difficult for both us to wait until after marriage."

I gave him a wry smile. "I suppose you are right."

"I told you once before that I liked you for a long time. The truth is, I've liked you since the Academy, and that like turned into love during the war. I thought about you more than I want to admit during my journey of atonement."

I caressed his face. "That is quite flattering."

Sasuke's gaze locked with mine. There was an intensity in them that made the butterflies in my stomach flutter like mad.

"I love you, Hinata."

My breath caught.

"I love you too, Sasuke."

Our lips met, brushing against one another with a heated passion. When we broke apart, the reflection in his eyes mirrored mine, and in that moment, I could tell we were thinking the same thing: I finally feel complete.