The day of the wedding. Kakashi paced his room, fiddling with his tie. Asuma glared at him from his perch on the table, his cigarette dangling from his lips.
"No smoking on my wedding day," Kakashi muttered. Asuma smirked.
"Too bad."
To say that he was nervous was an understatement. There weren't words for how nervous he was. Why did he do this again? He and Tsume were perfectly fine as a couple before he proposed!
Sasuke pushed open the door and Kakashi stared at his son for a long time, knowing what the raven was here for.
"It's time."
/\/\
Tsume took in a deep, shuddering breath. She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, which she was immediately scolded for by her mother.
"Mom," Tsume said quietly. "I don't know if I can do this."
Suzume smiled softly at her daughter, shaking her head. "You know," she said. "I felt the same way with Kin."
Tsume's mouth dropped open. "You're kidding me," she muttered. "You?"
"Yep," Suzume nodded. "But you know what? I walked down that aisle, and look where I am now. I have a beautiful daughter, about to be married, with six grandchildren."
"Mom," Tsume blinked. "I only have five children."
"I'm counting Itachi."
"Oh."
Tsume forced herself to walk to the door. She could do this. All she had to do was walk down the aisle, and then say the words, and it would be official. They would be married.
If her mother could do it, so could she.
Sakura stared at her mother from across the room, scowling in her purple dress. She hated this color! Why did her parents hate her?
Hana led Sakura to the door, leaving before their mother. The brunette smiled reassuringly at her near-hyperventilating mother, then left the room with her younger sister.
Tsume smiled. She could do this.
/\/\
Itachi stood behind Kakashi, twitching in the tuxedo the gray-haired shinobi had forced him in. He hated dressing up.
The only reason he wasn't throwing a fit was because he was an Uchiha. Uchiha's did not throw temper tantrums.
Speaking of Uchiha's, Itachi could see some in the back of the crowd. So many people had shown up for the wedding, they had run out of chairs. Luckily half of them would be gone by the time of the reception.
Itachi sighed, tugging his collar away from his throat. He closed his eyes briefly, then let out a breath as Tsume started down the aisle.
He opened his eyes, and his dark gaze met Hana's lighter one across from him. She grinned at him, then turned to watch her mother.
Itachi stared at Tsume as she stopped next to Kakashi. Her dress was a very pale purple-blue, stopping just below her knees. There was nothing fancy about it; it was the kind of dress a woman might wear to a formal party, not a wedding gown. But for Tsume and Kakashi – they were both such simple people, even if they weren't shinobi they probably would have refused to get the wedding dress. This one ft Tsume's personality perfectly.
He tuned out slightly as the Hokage started the ceremony, speaking slowly and carefully. Itachi wondered if Sarutobi practiced in front of the mirror, but he forced that thought out of his mind.
He smiled as Kakashi leaned in to kiss Tsume, cleverly blocking his face from the crowd at the same time.
It was official.
/\/\
Sasuke stood next to Kiba stiffly, their dogs at their feet. They watched as their parents danced slowly, conversing quietly. Tsume laughed, leaning forward into Kakashi.
"Hey, Kiba," Sasuke said, cocking his head to the side. "Have you seen Ino?"
Kiba grinned slyly at his younger brother, nodding over to the drink table. "Last time I saw, she was over there."
Sasuke thanked him quietly and walked over to where he could now see Ino, her blue dress a sharp difference from all the purple in the room. What was up with his parents and purple?
"Hey, Ino," he said when he came up behind her. She jerked, a stream of soda dripping down the side of her cup. She lifted it to her mouth and licked it off, her eyes on Sasuke.
"Hey, Sasuke," she greeted. "Enjoying yourself?"
"I kinda have to, don't I?" Sasuke shrugged. "It's my parents' wedding."
Ino rolled her eyes and laughed, running a hand through her hair. It was down for once, and Sasuke personally liked it that way.
"Whatever you say, Sasuke," she muttered, taking a sip of her drink. "You keep believing that."
"I will, thank you very much," Sasuke nodded to himself as he grabbed a cup off the table next to them.
Tsume stumbled over to them, laughing quietly. She reached past Sasuke and grabbed a drink off the 'adult table' – Naruto's words, not Sasuke's. She downed it in two gulps, tossing the cup over to Kakashi, who caught it with the reflexes of a shinobi.
"Hey, Kakashi," Tsume giggled to herself. "What should we do for our honeymoon?"
Kakashi smiled under his mask, rolling his eye. "Tsume, we already have our honeymoon planned, remember?"
Tsume scrunched up her face in thought, then laughed. "Oh, yeah!"
Kakashi sighed. "I think you've had enough to drink, Tsume."
Tsume whined as her husband dragged her away from Sasuke and Ino. The raven shuddered as he realized what he had just witnessed.
"Oh my God," Ino muttered. "Sasuke, your mother's drunk."
"I think I realized that, Ino."
Ino laughed, tilting her head to the side. Then she winced and slipped her feet out of her shoes, scowling down at the 'evil contraptions' – Sakura's words, not his.
"Hey, Sasuke," Ino said suddenly, her blue eyes bright with mischief. "Catch me if you can!"
She ran off laughing, and Sasuke shook his head and smiled before sprinting after her.
/\/\
Sakura stared around the yard, yawning slightly. Hana grinned at her, brushing her dark hair out of her face.
"What's up, Sakura?"
"I'm tired," Sakura replied. She shook her head and blinked as she saw her mother being forced into a chair by Kakashi. She sighed. "I think I'm hallucinating."
Hana followed her gaze and laughed. "Unless we're seeing the same thing, you're not hallucinating."
The Inuzuka's eye caught something, and she grinned viciously. "Hey, Sakura," she said slowly.
"What, Hana?" Sakura muttered.
Hana smirked. "There's a guy over there looking at you."
Sakura's head jerked upwards, and she stared in surprise at the spandex-wearing boy gawking at her. She cocked her head.
"Except for the spandex…" she muttered. "He's kinda cute."
In a daze, she staggered over to the boy. Hana grinned behind her hand and jumped as hands wrapped around her waist. She tilted her head back to smile at Itachi. He forced a smile.
"Do you have to leave, Itachi?" she whispered, turning around in his arms. He nodded slowly.
"You know why," he murmured. She sighed and leaned forward to kiss him lightly.
"Then let's have one last night of fun," she breathed against his lips, then tore away from him with a grin and danced away from him. "Come get me!"
He smiled and raced after her.
A/N: YES! THE WEDDING IS DONE! Ah, relationships. I love them, I love messing with them, and I love controlling them. Love it. Anyways, I have a plan for this story. I think there's only going to five or six more chapters, then there'll be a sequel. It won't be up immediately, because I want to finish some of my other stories, but it will be up by the end of the summer, at the latest. Probably sooner if I work hard and everything. Well, you know the drill. Review and I be happy. Don't review and I be sad.
