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CHAPTER 30! Praise thy Lord XD (NO OFFENSE TO THOSE OUT THERE)

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Two Days Before Wedding Date: Panic Zone

Sasuke watched as his girlfriend, for the fifth time in the last hour or so, ran out of the suite. Only to return a few minutes later, carrying files to and fro. Wherever fro was.

She had been doing this all day, her three-inch heels padding across the decorative carpet of the room and the carpet. He was sure she had worn a trail into the carpet by now. If he followed it, he could find out where she was going. She was constantly moving, muttering nonsense that only she could understand to herself. And for the past hour, she hadn't said a single word to him. This was annoying, as he found out.

Either she was deliberately ignoring him or there was something going on. And he be damned if another person was seeing his girlfriend more than he was. Not fucking happening.

On the sixth trip, he stood up from the chocolate-brown suede sofa and crossed the room in one movement. The door slammed shut and Hinata jumped three feet in the air, a hand landing on her chest over her hammering heart.

She turned around and squeaked as she was pinned to the wall, Sasuke's obsidian eyes boring into hers.

"I-is there something you n-need, Sasuke?" she asked, looking anywhere but at him. Sasuke observed her silently, until she sighed and gave up trying to get away. He spent five hours working out everyday. It wasn't going to be an easy fight to get away from him.

"What are you doing?"

Her head snapped up, her lavender-tinted orbs wide with shock. "What? Is that all you wanted to know?" Swiftly, she ripped her wrists from his weakened grasp and slipped past him, checking on her files. "I'm just checking things out with Shikamaru-kun and Temari-chan on the wedding. There are some things we have to clear up before everything is ready."

Silence greeted her ears. No snarky reply. No sarcastic answer. No deadpanned question. No monotone humor. Hinata blinked and turned to see Sasuke settling back down on the sofa, clearly satisfied with her answer. She sighed and grabbed the files. "I'll be back in a little bit."

"No."

She stopped mid-step. "What? Why?"

He reached up and pulled her down, causing all the papers from her files to fall to the ground. Sasuke wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and trapping her to his body. She frowned as he continued watching soccer like this is what they always did during this time of day.

"I have to work you know."

"I know." He grabbed the remote, his arm still around her. "And you should know I don't give a damn."

"That's really mean." She pouted softly, looking to him. "What if something happens-?"

"Then something happens," he deadpanned, flicking through the many satellite channels. "I'm sure you'll be prepared."

"Not if this keeps up," Hinata pointed out, eyeing him.

"That's a damn shame then," he stated, dropping the remote on the glossy espresso brown end table beside his head, "because I'm not letting you go. So get comfortable."

"You're acting really childish," she replied.

"Do you think I care?" he raised an eyebrow, his eyes barely focusing on the big forty-three inch plasma screen hovering over the espresso brown entertainment station.

"No."

"Then you've learned."

-

Temari yanked open the door to Hinata and Sasuke's suite with enough force to lasso the moon and pull it into obrit. Her sea-foam green eyes were met with the sight of them cuddling on the sofa. She dropped a twenty and a five in the bellhop's gloved hand and grabbed the cart loaded with casserole away from him, not caring for his protesting. She was in a mood and if he kept it up, he'd find out just how terrifying a woman in a mood could be.

Hinata's head full of raven-fine waves was propped on Sasuke's chest, both focusing on the television. She was all cozy in her slate blue Mui Mui cowl-neck poncho and dark rinse denim skirt, nestled against her hubby. Temari felt like snapping the porcelain pair in half. It wouldn't have helped anyone, especially Hinata or/and Sasuke, but it would sure make her feel better.

"Hinata!" the dirty blond barked, marching across the carpet, tray in toe, in her beige to-the-knee Uggs pulled over her gray wash Miss Sixty super skinny jeans.

The pair barely parted, Hinata shifting to she could stay close to Sasuke and look at Temari. "Can I help you, Temari-chan?"

"I thought we were planning my wedding," she growled, shooting Sasuke a rivaling glare.

"What crawled up your ass?" Sasuke replied, sitting up on his elbows. "The wedding's been planned. Everything's set. Can you go now?"

"No!" Temari screeched, completely oblivious to the fact that the suite door was open and just about every door in the hall opened up at the sound of her voice rebounding off the walls. "It is not finished! You were supposed to help me finish up!"

Hinata furrowed her brow. "Temari-chan, please lower your voice. It does no good to scream."

The twenty-nine year-old huffed, dropping into the opposite chocolate-brown suede armchair. "We still have a few people missing! I told them to be here three days before the wedding! Where are they?!"

"Not here, I presume," Sasuke deadpanned. Temari looked ready to cry in frustration. Hinata sat up, smoothed down her static-y hair and walked over to her stressed out friend. Soothingly, Hinata spoke softly to her, rubbing her shoulder and smiling warmly. Sasuke watched impatiently, fuming silently from the lack of warmth on his stomach. Some people were just so lucky.

With a final frustrated sigh, Temari marched out of the room, but not without a comment. She shoved the cart in front of them and placing her hands on her hips, deadpanned, "Bon appetite."

Sasuke rolled his eyes as Hinata smiled softly. "Thank you, Temari. Now leave."

-

Shikamaru sighed, leaning on his golf club in the miniature golf course, Sasuke, Naruto, and Chouji beside him. "I'm tired."

"Aren't you always tired?" Naruto commented before glaring at Kiba. "You don't get another turn, you jack-off! That's it!"

"Not-uh, numbnuts!" Kiba snapped back, glaring at him. "That was a dud, and you know it! I get another chance!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes as Chouji laughed. "Idiots."

"Yeah, well, they're our idiots. Might as well let them enjoy life before it kicks them in the ass," Shikamaru said, lighting a cigarette, ignorant to the No Smoking sigh above his head. There about a dozen other's doing the same in the muggy atmosphere. "It's better than going upstairs to Temari."

"Why?" Chouji eyed his friend worriedly. "She alright? It looked like she wasn't too happy this morning."

"I got the brunt of it already," Sasuke grunted around his unlit cigarette. He had the strange feeling that Mikoto was somewhere frowning down at him for even having the damn thing on his lips.

"She woke up cranky," Shikamaru stated lazily. "I wake up and she's glaring at me like I did something to her."

"Did you ever stop to think she was pissed because of you?" Sasuke commented, not even trying to look interested.

Chouji shook his head. "Maybe she's just not feeling well?"

"I doubt it," Shikamaru muttered, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. "Last night was all fun. Now she's stomping around-,"

"Shikamaru!" All four whipped around to face Temari as she marched through the course. Her eyes were blazing and Sasuke watched as Shikamaru's face, for the briefest second, seemed almost afraid to greet the mad woman.

Pathetic was the word that came to mind.

So he decided to play hero. One; because he was going to have to do it anyway, and two; it was an absolute pleasure of his to annoy the hell out of this bridezilla.

"Yo," Sasuke took no time in getting started. "Your panties still in a bunch?"

"I don't wear panties," Temari growled, clearly too pissed to care for the blush adorning her fiancé's cheeks. "I wear a thong."

"Solid or animal print?" Sasuke smirked as she blinked rapidly.

"Why do you want to know?!" she screeched, throwing her arms up and causing the whole course to look to her.

Naruto and Kiba were snickering softly as Sasuke shrugged. "I was just asking."

She eyed him curiously. "Why?"

"Just thought maybe the wolf print on them was making you a real bitch today." He smirked as Naruto and Kiba cracked up in laugther behind him, Shikamaru shaking his head with Chouji looking on worriedly.

Temari was shaking with anger. "I'm going to tell Hinata on you!"

"So?"

"And you are going to be in sooo much trouble!" she screeched, pointing a manicured finger at him before twisting around and stomping back across the large room. Shikamaru counted to five under his breath before she was back and tugging him by his arm, steam practically rolling out of her ears.

Sasuke turned back to a worried Chouji and laughing Naruto and Kiba. "I tried. Who's next?"

-

Hinata sighed as Shikamaru sat across from her, Temari crying into his chest. "I knew this was going to happen." She twisted her hair into a bun and slipped two chopsticks to hold it in place. "All this stress is getting to her."

She checked the face of her thin gold Gucci wrist watch. "It'll be okay, Temari-chan. Calm down, all right?"

Her eyes glittered in the afternoon sun as Temari continued to sniffle. "Here's what's going to happen. You're going to go to the spa, and for today and tomorrow, you will be pampered. You too, Shikamaru. I will book a whole day and half for you, so that you'll be ready for the wedding."

"You're so –hic!- nice, Hinata-kun!" Temari sobbed, going through another pack of Hinata's travel-sized Kleenex tissues. "No one's every –hic!- done something –hic!- this nice for –hic!- me! Please forgive –hic!- me!"

Hinata reached over and patted her friend's hand soothingly; not daring to look at Shikamaru's relieved expression because she would surely burst into laughter. "It's all right, Temari-chan. You're just stressed. The spa should help you two relax. I'll book everything. A car should be here in thirty minutes, okay?"

Temari nodded and Shikamaru smiled at her. "Thanks, again, Hinata-chan. You're a life saver."

"It's nothing," Hinata replied, thinking of the many times she had to book a three-day spa trip for Hiashi whenever his face got too red. "I've been doing this a while now." She smiled as Shikamaru escorted Temari out of the restaurant before dropping her head in her hands and sighing. This was getting out of control. But then again, she had always managed in those situations.

She gasped and snapped up. The rehearsal dinner.

"Shit," she muttered, scrolling down her Blackberry Storm's screen. "How wonderful."

-

Naruto raised his hand in the air, his cerulean eyes glittering with a question. Hinata sighed, running a hand over her tight ponytail. "Yes, Naruto-kun?"

"Where's Temari and Shika?" he asked innocently.

Hinata cringed as the murmurs started before holding up her hands and requesting silence. "They are at the spa. So just pretend that me and Sasuke are Shikamaru and Temari for now. A little role-playing never hurt anybody."

"So, like, in a few months," Hanabi said, arching an eyebrow. Even though she was addressing everyone, everyone knew her message was for Sasuke, "this will be an actual rehearsal dinner for you two?"

Mikoto's warm black eyes looked from Hinata, who pressed a hand to her forehead, to Sasuke, who pressed his lips together as he glared at Hanabi. "What? I don't understand."

"And don't try to," Sasuke snapped, yanking out his chair.

Itachi chuckled beside Neji. "It seems as if my dear baby brother is embarrassed."

Hinata watched dejectedly as the table immediately went into poking fun at Sasuke, everyone having completely forgotten that this was for Shikamaru and Temari's wedding. At least they were sitting in their assigned spots.

She turned to Hiashi, who raised an eyebrow at her stressed expression. "I'm so tired."

He smirked, sipping his red wine. "Now you know how my wedding night was."


So there you have it peps! I really hoped you enjoyed it!

Sadly, it's ALMOST time to say goodbye! In a few more chapters, this will no longer be! But I have to say, I'm really happpy!

This will probably end with 32, 33 chapters. Yeah, I know. That's really close.

I'ma miss you! Keep a look out for my new stuff! ~CocoaAngel95 :] :3