Step 5 - Wedding
The sun shines brightly on the clear sky over Tokyo on June 8th. In Nerima, preparations have been made since the early hours of the morning, because one of the biggest weddings of the year and economy is about to take place here in a few hours.
Wishes are fulfilled at a wedding. Two people who love each other and want to spend the rest of their lives together fulfill each other's wish to make the other their spouse. They fulfill each other's wishes. They are getting married, for love.
But not at this wedding. This wedding fulfills wishes, but not those of the bride or groom, no, they are both those who fulfill the wishes by making themselves spouses. They fulfill the wishes of the brides brother and the grooms mother. They get married, but not out of love.
"Ryosuke! Ryosuke!“, The call of the blonde sounds through the suite of the hotel, in which the bride is being prepared. The door opens and a brown haired man enters the room and examines the blue eyed woman questioningly. "Sakura doesn't stop crying!", Ino explains desperately with handkerchiefs in her hand. A door closes behind him, indicating Sakura’s stylist leaving the room to give them some privacy. Surprised, he looks around at the pinkette. Hinata and Ino stand next to her and try to comfort her. Slowly he approaches his sister and puts a hand on her shoulder before crouching in front of her and looking up at her pretty face. Wet lines testify to the tears streaming down her cheeks. With one hand she tries to cover her eyes. "It’s alright. Thank you girls.“, he assures the two bridesmaids with a smile, who look at their friend with concern. He gently wipes the tears from his sisters cheeks. "Hey. What's happening? Why are you crying?“ He looks her over lovingly and carefully, takes her hand in his. Her green eyes look at him. Another sob breaks out of her and she immediately covers her mouth with her hand. "Is it because of the wedding?", He carefully explores and gently strokes a strand of her pink hair behind her ear. Sakura can't do more than nod under all her tears.
He sighs softly and sinks to his knees, eyeing her in her thin bathrobe. "It's okay. If you don't want to marry Sasuke. I thought ... I'm doing the right thing with this engagement. But I can't forc-“, Ryosuke looks down at his sister who has thrown herself forward on his chest. He gently beds his cheek against her forehead and caresses her back comfortingly. "They're not here!" It comes muffled over her lips as she presses herself against his chest. Perplexed, the brown haired man stares at the empty armchair in front of him. "They are not here. Mum and Dad are not here. They will never come back.” The pink haired sobs into his shirt while he keeps caressing her back in silence. "They are not here on the most important day in my life. Won’t see me in my dress. They will never see their grandchildren. We can never see them again! They're gone. Just not there anymore. I'm afraid to just forget them.” Sakura continues crying, clutching the fabric of his shirt. A gentle smile lays on his lips. "You look like mom," suddenly, it comes over his lips. His sister sits up quickly and stares at him with surprise, showing him her tears stained face. "You are like a copy of her, only the eyes are like those of Dad's. You will definitely not forget them. From day to day you become prettier and more like her. Every time you look in the mirror you will remember her and every time you look at your eyes you will see Dad in front of you. Just like in the past few years. That won't change Sakura. We also have so many photos and videos with them. We will not forget them.“ He speaks with a gentle and calm voice and wipes away the tear stains from her cheeks.
"Even if we don't see them anymore, they will always be there. They are always with us, because we keep them in our hearts. They will know how you step up to the altar, if you’re happy, or crying. They will also see your children.“, he continues and smiles encouragingly at her, „You just have to believe it.“ A smile lies on the lips of the pink haired woman. Gently she wipes her tears with the sleeve of the bathrobe, out of her face. "I will believe in it." It comes over her lips in a still brittle voice, "I'm sorry that I cried myself out on you like that." Amused, she looks at his shirt as she apologizes to him, where a large dark spot is emblazoned. "That's what brothers are for." he tells her with a grin and she laughs softly. "You should slowly get ready as well.", she says and sits back down on her armchair again. Ryosuke nods and then leaves the room. "Everything okay?" Ino asks a little worried. "Yes, everything is fine. Thank you both.” Sakura smiles towards her friends and makes a waving movement. "Then let's get ready for the wedding," it comes cheerfully from the blonde and smiles encouragingly at her two friends. Finally, Sakura too smiles and nods.
As if on cue, the stylist enters the room again and approaches the bride to examine her face and then reaches for her beauty products. Hinata and Ino smile and prepare everything for the Haruno, since they are both finished and only need to put on their dresses. A few minutes pass as the green eyed woman is already finished as well and turns to her two friends with a smile, which look completely overwhelmed towards her. She walks up to the two and lets the bathrobe slip off her shoulders. In white lace underwear she stands in front of her friends, who each take one of her hands and hold them tightly. "And this time without stumbling and falling, because this time there is no handsome man around who could catch you.“, the Yamanaka girl comments with a cheeky grin. In response, Sakura just sticks her tongue out and then climbs into the dress which has already been spread out on the floor for her. The two friends let go of her hands and the blonde immediately lifts the chest area of the dress up. Sakura carefully holds it in place while Ino laces up the dress. The pinkette smiles into the mirror when she sees her best friend with the bridal veil in her hands. She turns to her and goes slightly to her knees so that the fine silk fabric can be stuck into her hair. When she straightens up, Hinata stands in front of her with the shoes. So the young Haruno carefully raises the dress so she can get into her shoes.
"Done." Ino smiles and the three of them look together into the mirror. "Not quite yet," a voice sounds from behind of them and they look around at the newcomer. Ryosuke is standing in the door in a tuxedo, holding the bridal bouquet in his hand. Hiding his other arm behind his back, he approaches her. Slowly, the pink haired woman, who is still standing with her side to her brother, turns completely towards him. A smile steals on his lips, as he stops in front of her and hands her the bouquet with the red and white roses, lilies and calla. "For the most beautiful woman today," he says. A light shimmer of red lies on the cheeks of the younger Haruno and hesitantly accepts the bouquet. "Also, I found something else. These here. Well, at least I think that they belong to us ... otherwise I probably stole them from someone else." The brown haired man explains and pulls out his hand behind his back, in which he holds two more bouquets. The three women laugh. "Thank you Ryosuke.", Sakura gently presses herself against her brother into a strong hug, after he gave Ino and Hinata each one of the bouquets.
"Then we don't want to keep the wedding guests waiting any longer," the older Haruno smiles proudly and caresses his sister's bangs aside. Briefly she takes a look at the mirror to examine herself again. "Yes," she then says, looking at her bouquet, which she also gives a brief smell. "Then come with me, pretty ladies!", the only man in the room says as he walks up to the door and holds the door open for the three giggling ladies, who walk through the door one after the other. "Ah, a little rehearsal?" Ryosuke inquires and walks alongside his sister. Confused, she looks at him and then back to the front, where Hinata and then Ino walk in front of her. Understanding Sakura smiles slightly. This is how they will go to the wine cellar too. The four leave the hotel and get into the white limousine which is waiting for them in front of the building. A few of the journalists have found their ways to the hotel as well and are already eagerly taking pictures of the bride on her way to the wedding location. The pinkette carefully sits in the limousine, after all, she doesn't want any wrinkles in her wedding dress.
Smiling, Ino and Hinata talk to Ryosuke while she is thinking about the bouquet in her hand. Laying there like a baby. The Haruno feels so stupid. She is sitting here in a wedding dress, in a limousine, driving towards an old farm estate, to an old wine cellar in which she is supposed to marry a man who is a stranger to her, and yet somehow she is looking forward to the wedding. Little feelings of happiness spread in her and she just doesn't understand why. She shouldn't feel that way when she marries a stranger after all.
The trip to the old farm estate just takes under ten minutes. The braking of the car makes the pink hair startle from her thoughts and look around. Ino and Hinata smile at her. "Ready?" The blonde explores. Sakura nods slowly to them. "Let me straighten your veil first!" It sounds from her left where Ryosuke is sitting and puts the thin silk fabric over her face. "You look beautiful," he smiles at her. The bride smiles a little moved and breathes a silent, "Thank you."
"Okay. It starts! “, The voice of the Yamanaka sounds before the car door opens. First the Hyuga gets out, in a short distance Ino, followed by Ryosuke, who helps his sister out of the car and then offers her his arm. Smiling, the pink haired girl holds onto his arm and lets him lead her over the white carpet. Red petals are scattered over it. Along the way to the altar there are arrangements with the wedding flowers, red and white roses, lilies and calla. Sakura can hear the flash of lights behind her, hesitantly turns and finally smiles, one of the happiest smiles that she could bring about. A queasy feeling spreads in her stomach, soon she will see her husband, marry and kiss him for the first time. The path turns just around the corner and leads directly from there to the altar. They are only a few meters away from it. Hinata is just entering the wine cellar, where it will certainly be pleasantly cool, compared to this hot summer day. After Ino also disappeared into the wine cellar, the young Haruno takes a deep breath, before finally entering the wine cellar together with her brother as well.
Music begins to play and draws everyone's attention to the entrance, through which everyone has previously entered the wine cellar. Just by looking at the size of the wine cellar it was clear, in the past, the farmer must also have had a strong presence in the wine trade. Around 300 people would fit into this wine cellar without any problems. But since most of the guests will only come to the celebration, instead of the 400 invited guests, there are only around 150 people who have come to this place. On this place there are flower arrangements on the sides, on the places at where the bottles used to be in their brick holders. String lights hanging there and provide additional light, although the chandelier on the ceiling would have been completely enough. With great effort, 5 broad white cloths were attached to the lamp. One of them goes to the altar, one to the left, one to the right and two lead over the ceiling to the entrance, where they hang from the sides of the door, down to the floor. A gold cloth that was half as thick and a red cloth that was thinner by half was placed over these cloths. The wedding flowers are hanging at head height in the middle of all 5 clothes, tied into small bouquets as an ornament.
When the music sounds, the conversations fall silent. Naruto, who is standing on Sasuke’s left also stops talking and turns his attention to the entrance. The black haired man raises his head and his gaze in silence to also direct it towards the entrance. A woman with blue hair enters the room, followed by a blonde, heading for him and the altar with a smile on their faces and a bouquet of flowers in their hands. Behind the two, two people come out of the blazing sunlight. The Uchiha's attention is focused on them. He looks her in carefully, in the dress she truly looks like a princess. A slight smile lies on his lips. He is truly surprised to see that she looks like the prettiest woman in the world. But she’s even more surprised than he is, which he can tell from the look on her face. Sasuke briefly glances at his best friend, who smiles joyfully and a little happily and does not take his eyes off Sakura.
The dark eyed man turns his gaze back to his future wife and now looks at the bride-handover. When he recognizes his old friend there, he is somewhat surprised, after all, the brides handover normally is the job of the brides father. His gaze wanders briefly to the guest side of the Harunos. Sasuke clears his throat silently and concentrates again on what is happening in the aisle between the chairs, which were also decorated with the flowers. A small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he remembers the clash during the fitting one month ago.
Slowly they approach the altar, which is actually not an altar, but simply a narrow table with a white cloth laying on it, flowers were draped on it and the registrar is standing behind this small table. When the bride and her brother are only a few steps away, Sasuke goes down the small platform made of bricks, overcoming the two steps to receive the pink haired woman. He turns his attention to Ryosuke, with whom he shakes hands to symbolically take over the bride. "Take good care of her," the brunette man says and pats him on the left upper arm. Sasuke nods with a smile and then looks at the younger Haruno, which is only a few centimeters smaller than he is. When Ryosuke turns to his sister, he hugs her briefly and leaves the two alone. "Hey," he says softly. "Hi.", Her voice sounds shy, as she looks up at him uncertainly. He gently places his left hand on her back and lets his thumb move over it. He briefly examines her face before they approach the registrar together. The music fades away and smiling, Sakura hands the bouquet to her first bridesmaid, who will hold it for her during the ceremony.
Sasuke silently turns his attention to the registrar, who starts talking after a moment of silence and begins the wedding ceremony. “We all gathered here today to lead Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke into the marriage covenant. A marriage is... “, the man begins his typical speech. The eyes of the Uchiha rest on the speaking man, as he keeps letting them wander to his future wife. Actually it is only a matter of minutes, then they will be spouses. Spouses who don't know each other. Who don't love each other. Actually, the black haired man had never really expected that he would get married, this topic has not yet been discussed for him and has not interested him and now he is here to fulfill his mother's wish.
He glances briefly at Sakura, who is standing quietly next to him. Her hands hanging loosely in front of her pelvis, as if she was holding a handbag. They will share a house, drive to celebrations and family dinners together. They will live a life of a real couple, without being a real couple.
The registrar's voice makes him look up. “Do you, Sasuke Uchiha, want to take the here present Sakura Haruno, to your lawfully married wife, to love and honor her, be with her in good and bad times until death separates you? So answer with, yes, I do.“, The man turns his attention to the raven man. Sasuke glances briefly at the Haruno, who looks at him with her green eyes, a hint of uncertainty still lingering in them. A smile settles on the Uchiha's lips and he turns back to the front. "Yes, I do." the dark eyed man follows the registrar's request. His voice sounds serious but also friendly, while the tone of his voice shows that he is determined.
"And do you, Sakura Haruno, want to take the here present Sasuke Uchiha, to your lawfully married husband, to love and honor him, to be by his side in good and bad times until death separates you? So answer with, yes, I do.”, The registrar's attention, with already gray hair and a friendly smile, now lies on the Haruno. She looks shyly to the right, to him, a smile on her lips, tentatively with a hint of shyness. "Yes, I do." Her voice sounds in the wine cellar. The old man nods and smiles with satisfaction. "Now that you have made the wedding vow, I ask you to exchange the rings as a sign of your love and loyalty.", the registrar continues. Sasuke looks at his bride briefly before turning backwards at the same time. His mother and her brother rise to their feet and come up to them. They smile and hand over the small boxes in which the rings are embedded. With the little boxes in hand, they turn towards each other. The Uchiha briefly examines the ring which he is to put on his soon-to-be wife. He carefully takes it out of the box and places the empty box on the table before gently taking her left hand. He hesitantly caresses the back of her hand with his thumb while he puts the ring on her finger. He smiles slightly when he sees it shining on her finger. So this is what his mother wishes for.
Sakura's hand cautiously wraps around his. In contrast to his, her fingers seem somewhat small and delicate. When Sasuke has the ring on his finger, the pink haired girl looks up shyly again. Still holding her hand, both of them turn their heads to the man behind the table. "Now that you have made your wedding vows and exchanged the rings, I declare you, by virtue of the office which has been given to me, to husband and wife. Now you can kiss the bride.”, Smiling, the registrar closes his booklet. His work is done.
The raven man turns his head back to his bride, lets go of her hand and takes the veil to put it back over her head. When he sees her face without the silk curtain in front of it, he looks at her for a moment. Another smile lies on his lips, as he raises his hand and carefully beds it on her cheek as if the pinkette was made of porcelain. Slowly he leans over to steal her kiss, which everyone is almost longingly waiting for. He feels her warm, soft lips under his. Gently they nestle against his and the clapping sounds loudly in the wine cellar. The Uchiha slowly moves away from her lips and smiles at her, his hand wrapping around hers. Together they turn towards their guests, some of them have risen to their feet. With a relieved smile, the pinkette takes her bouquet back from her best friend and walks over the white carpet past the clapping crowd, by the hand of her newly wed husband.
Sasuke breathes out briefly as they step out into the blazing sunlight. With this, he has already mastered the first part of the show. Now a few wedding photos will be taken before they will drive to the restaurant, where the celebration is going to take place. They step onto the beautiful green grass in front of the entrance to the wine cellar. The Uchiha looks around and the ruin in the background gives a very nice panorama as he finds. The old, already crumbling walls, over which moss and other climbing plants grow, give such a picturesque look. The whole location has style in his eyes and he has to admit that his bride has proved her having good taste in these things. In general, he thinks that there is far too much effort involved in this ceremony, but he has not yet complained.
The wedding guests pour out in masses from the wine cellar and towards the newlyweds to express their congratulations. It seems to the raven haired as if he has shaken a thousand hands, when the guests finally let go and the photographer comes up to them to take some wedding photos. Some pics are made with all the bridesmaids, groomsmen and the families. They also do some only in pairs, whereby Sakura has a bright smile on the top of every photo, but mostly only because the photographer or Naruto said something funny. The black haired man went out of his way to look just as happy, but Sakura definitely beat him in it. Nevertheless, he always has a smile on his face.
A wide variety of photos are taken by both of them as a couple. In which he holds her, she leans onto him, he has her in his arms, even pictures of them kissing were made. The Uchiha does not miss one thing which makes him smile slightly. With gentle force, he pulls the hand of his now wife, to approach the limousine with her. When the flash of lights break loose, he automatically pulls his pink haired wife towards himself and puts a protective arm around her before realizing that the reporters of any business magazines are standing in front of him. The hired security officers watch with eagle eyes over the barriers, behind which the journalists are standing, ready to rig a possibly crossing journalist and throw them to the ground, just like in football. An amused smile lies on the lips of the Uchiha as he imagines it, before he shakes his head unnoticeably to return back to reality. The newlyweds also pose for the reporters and smile happy and contently into the cameras.
A sigh escapes the Uchiha’s lips as he sits in the limousine with Sakura and the door gets closed. "The nerves." He moans softly and annoyed to himself, almost wiping his hair stressed. The chauffeur gets into the limousine and starts the engine a moment later. As the long white car starts to move, the solemn wedding horn sounds immediately behind them. "You are doing it for your mother." he whispers to himself, rolling his eyes.
His gaze lies on his now wife, who examines her bouquet in detail and deals with a petal of a red rose. "Just as innocent as the first time." he says with a grin, turning his attention completely to her. Surprised, she looks up at him with her green eyes and then smiles amused. "You haven’t changed much either." she says and already looks out of the window again. In silence he looks at her as her eyes are directed outside and get reflected in the glass. With a sigh, he also looks out at the houses that fly past and are then replaced by trees. As they drive over a bridge, the young man looks around. The area seems familiar to him.
After a while the car slowly stops and as it comes to a halt, the chauffeur gets out of the car, to encircle it and opens the door for the couple. "And the show goes on." The raven sighs out silently. Immediately, Sakura puts her happy smile back on when the door opens. The Uchiha gets out first, then helps his wife out of the car. Smiling and with the bridal bouquet in her left hand, she takes his offered arm to enter the restaurant with him. Of course, Sasuke recognizes the place immediately and smiles slightly melancholic. Even as a little boy he had loved it here. The pinkette looks up at the man next to her, a small, gentle smile lies on her lips. A little childlike glow has settled in her husband's eyes, that's exactly what Mikoto had spoken of when they were looking for a place to eat here. She directs her attention to the receptionist in front of them, smiling, as said person leads them down a long corridor through a door to the left.
A large hall extends before them. Decorated with the colors of the wedding, the flowers are tied to small and large arrangements. The tables are set up and covered, but there is still enough space for a dance floor and a stage on which a DJ already provides suitable music. The doors of the patio are also open and the terrace and courtyard are accessible. The black haired man looks around with pleasant surprise, while the guests already present, greeting them with clapping. The guests who attended the ceremony mingle with them and groups slowly form. Again, the newlyweds receive some congratulations.
With a sigh, the Uchiha turns away from the crowd and heads for the bridal table. A long table extends across the width to which he is heading. As he thought, the middle two place settings, the total of six, are intended for him and his wife. When the Uchiha releases her hand, the pinkette smiles slightly and immediately uses the chance to put her bridal bouquet aside. She briefly looks around for a suitable spot before placing it on the front edge of the table, between Sasuke and her seat, and letting it hang down from there. She is smiling at her seat and looks at the crowd in front of her. All guests were assembled on round tables. The groomsmen and their companions to one and then always other guests. When blonde hair appears in the crowd, she smiles and walks around the table. The blond young man approaches her with a grin and finally takes her in his arms for a hug. "You really look like a princess, Sakura." It comes over the lips of the Uzumaki as he breaks the hug again and only holds her hand which he lifts up to let her make a short pirouette. "The dress looks really good on you!", It sounds from the side and a man, Naruto's age, with brown hair appears in front of her. "Thank you, Kiba!", Smiling, she hugs him too.
Bored, the Uchiha watches his newlywed wife head towards a man in the crowd and getting hugged by him as Sasuke realizes that he is his best friend. He looks a bit astonished at what is happening and examines her dress in detail, which really looks very royal. The strapless white floor length dress is decorated with red pearls and embroidery on her chest. Under the chest the dressing material is kept in gold for a slightly wider stripe before it is white again underneath. Exactly this area looks like it is sewn because it also shows a triangle towards the bottom of the lower dress and the embroidery. The dress ends in a long tail, on which a few embellishments are embroidered again.
When a second man, at the age of the raven shows up and hugs and illuminates the pinkette, Sasuke raises his eyebrows in surprise. He should probably get up and join them, because it seems somehow strange when he lets his wife talk to two men, alone and they understand each other so well. A bit annoyed, he looks to his left, where a few of the invited business people are talking and apparently planning to involve him in their conversations. With a sigh he rises and almost flees to his wife, putting his hand on her back when he arrives at the three of them. "Ah there he is, the man who is lucky to have married the queen of women." The brown haired man exclaims wit a cheeky grin, reminding him of Naruto. "He was rather lucky that she said yes." A woman's voice sounds and the Haruno's first bridesmaid approaches the group. "Psst. Ino, no one needs to know!”, the pinkette says and smiles in amusement. "And there we have the second and third most beautiful woman.", Grins Kiba and puts an arm around the Yamanaka. "Yes, I ceded my throne as the most beautiful woman to Sakura exceptionally for today." The blonde girl says with a smile while hugging the bride.
"Hinata, the wedding has been really great so far," the Uzumaki intervenes again in the conversation. "Thank you, Naruto." the Hyuuga girl says shyly. Sakura smiles at her friend. Her hair was simply topped on the back of the head, the front strands put together at the back of her head and the beautiful curls fall loosely over her shoulders. White artificial flowers are in the clip that holds the hair together and with the soft gold tone of the dress, the young woman just looks noble. "Is there a party here?" There sounds another woman's voice. Sakura turns to the left in surprise. A couple has appeared next to Sasuke and Naruto, whereby she can identify the young man as Sasuke’s second best man. "Hey Tenten.” The Uchiha greets the young woman who smiles. "Sakura the dress looks incredibly beautiful!", the Ama exclaims as she approaches the bride and hugs her briefly. "Thank you Tenten.” The bride says with a smile. "Hey, cousin-chan.", A gentle smile lies on the lips of the long haired man of the group. The young Hyuuga girl takes a step towards him and hugs him briefly. The Uzumaki, however, stands next to them with his mouth wide open. "You can't be related to her!" It comes from the blonde's lips. Everyone turns to him in surprise. "Why not?" Neji asks confused. "She is so nice and you are so... so..." it comes over the blondes lips, but when the Hyuuga gives his friend a threatening look, the boy falls silent. The small group bursts into laughter, except for the Hyuga and Sasuke, who are content with an amused grin.
"Okay. Since we all get along so well, i'll introduce everyone quickly before the fun continues. So these are my best friend and first bridesmaid Yamanaka Ino, heir to Yamanaka Flowers & More. Hyuga Hinata, our wedding planner and my second bridesmaid and our friend Inuzuka Kiba.“, The Haruno smiles with delight. An unnoticed sigh comes over the lips of the only raven in the round. "These are my best friend Uzumaki Naruto, my friend Hyuga Neji, heir to Hyuga Industries, and Ama Tenten," the Uchiha introduced his own friends as well.
"Come here, Sakura, I'll take your veil off!” Mikoto’s voice sounds before she appears in the crowd. "Thank you Mikoto." With a smile on her face, the pinkette kneels slightly and leans over to her now mother-in-law. "You are so beautiful, my pretty girl." The black haired woman smiles happily and looks back and forth between her son and his wife. She gently strokes the veil and goes back so as not to disturb the young group. "Mum." Her son's voice makes her look up as he already walk up to her. She smiles towards her son. "What is it?" She explores joyfully. They both stand at their table, where Mikoto has stowed the veil in her pocket.
"Why was Sakura led to the church by Ryosuke? Why aren't her parents at her wedding? ”He asks the question that has bothered him since the pink haired woman had entered the wine cellar. He briefly looks at his wife before his mother's sigh makes him turn back. "Sasuke. Do you remember the armateur golf tournament?” The black haired woman begins to ask in a sad, low voice. He looks at her in confusion, "Of course. That's where I met her for the first time.” His mother nods slowly at his answer and then looks up hesitantly. "Two weeks later, Sakura's parents died in an accident." she explains to him.
The groom's eyes widen in shock and he looks around at his wife, who is laughing among her friends. He can't help but look at her with a sad look. Smiling slightly, his mother pats his upper arm and then goes to her husband. Sighing, the dark eyed man lets his fingers wander through his hair and goes back to the group. His gaze falls on his wife's artistically pinned hair. The pink hair in magnificent and noble curls laid out and pinned. All her hair is processed in the hairstyle and decorated with red flowers that have rhinestones instead of stamens in the middle.
"So Sakura. What about the last name? Do you take his last name, or how do you do that? ”Tenten is asking the question when he stops at the group. He looks attentively at and to his wife. "I may accept it later, but not yet. Now that I will start working I don't want to be connected to Uchiha Corporation because of my last name. But on official occasions I will of course appear as a happy Uchiha wife.” The Haruno explains with a smile. Her gaze falls on Ino, who wears her hair like Hinata. Grinning, she leans against Kiba, again the pinkette has to find that the two just look cute together. Sasuke silently looks at the blonde woman and the brunette man, who look like a couple.
"Dear guests, please go to your seats. The food will be served shortly after." His mother's voice sounds from the loudspeakers and he looks around to the stage, where she is standing with a smile. He gently puts his hand around the one of his wife and pulls her with him to the bridal couple's table. He politely helps her with the armchair and then sinks into his seat next to her as well. Fugaku seats himself next to his youngest son, while Itachi sits with his wife at a business partner's table. Ryosuke settles next to his sister and his girlfriend next to him. Sighing, Sasuke turns to his wife and gently caresses a strand of her pink hair behind her ear. Embarrassed, the Pinkette follows the streak and looks into the dark eyes of the man to her right. "What are you doing?" She asks, looking at him in surprise. "Playing a little bit of wedding happiness," he explains, smiling at her as gently as he can. The pink haired woman nods understandingly. "Then you should do it with more enthusiasm.", a small grin decorating her lips before she leans over to him and puts her lips on his.
There is a clearing of the throat sounding over the boxes. Taken aback, Sasuke breaks away from the soft lips of the green eyed woman and looks around to the stage. His mother stands there and holds the microphone in her hand. She smiles through the hall. All guests sit at their seats and devote their attention to her. "I would like to use a few minutes of time to let the first groomsman and the first bridesmaid to say a few words," explains Mikoto, while Naruto gets up on cue and walks towards the stage.
When he arrives to the stage, he picks up the microphone and looks at the audience for a moment. Then he lets his eyes roam through the place, over the decoration and over the tables. "I think that by me taking part in the preparations instead of Sasuke, we really did amazing with this super great wedding. I don't even want to know what it would be like if he had taken part in it.“, The blonde begins and then looks at Sasuke and the latter immediately looks at him with a scowl. "Ah, there your evil look finally is! I was already wondering where you hid it today.“, Naruto grins and the guests start laughing amused.
"Well, but as everyone knows; things shouldn’t be taken too long, so I'll keep it short. Because I was there during the preparations, I was able to get to know the charming bride and I have to say,“ the blonde turns towards the bride and groom as he continues his speach. "Sasuke, Sakura is a real strike of luck, I understand why you chose her and unfortunately I have to tell you, even if you are my best friend, as soon as you hurt Sakura I will have to hurt you. But as far as I know, you have already had experience with her hitting power.“, the blue eyed man grins and then looks at the pink haired woman, who too smiles amused. When the crowd's laughter has ceased, he continues. “She is a very special young woman and deserves only the best. I hope you both will be happy!“, he finishes and holds his glass in his hands in the direction of the newlyweds. The guests clap enthusiastically.
"Now Ino would like to say a few words to you too," Naruto smiles and then leaves the stage, which the other blonde immediately enters and uses the microphone. "Thanks Naruto. I thought you would never stop talking!“, She sighs in relief into the microphone and makes the wedding party laugh. "Compared to Naruto, unfortunately I haven't had the chance to get to know Sasuke better, except in the 5 minutes earlier." She glances sideways at the Uzumaki, who is grinning. “Anyway, I can say one thing with certainty; Sakura, if you ever fall and we both know that will happen often enough,” the blonde winks with a grin at her best friend, “Sasuke will definitely catch you.” Murmuring is sounding through the hall at her words, which shows how sweet the guests find this statement.
"Sakura what I want to tell you is that you are my best friend and really look like a beautiful princess in the dress.", through the voice of the Yamanaka everyone can hear that she is fighting with tears, one already rolling over her cheek. She pauses, presses her hand on her mouth, and fans herself with her hand. "Anyway, you two just look really charming and incredibly cute together," smiles the blue eyed woman when she found her voice again. She clears her throat for a moment and then looks at the Uchiha. "I assume that you will make her happy, Sasuke, otherwise I have to hurt you and I think I have already found a follower in Naruto.", Ino takes another look at the Uzumaki, who nods toward her with a smirk, but still with a serious look on his face.
"I hope that you will be happy, Sakura, and that you will live the life you deserve." The Yamanaka, like Naruto before, raises her glass in the direction of the two to indicate a toast. The crowd claps again enthusiastically. The blonde looks at the crowd with a smile and sees her friend coming towards her. "And now the wedding planner and second bridesmaid would like to say something else," she speaks into the microphone and then hands it over to the Hyuuga girl, who looks shyly into the crowd and then turns towards Sakura and Sasuke. The bride looks a little surprised at her, but then smiles encouragingly. "I wanted to thank you Sakura, for allowing me to do your wedding as my graduation project. But after all I am not alone responsible for this dreamlike wedding.“, Hinata takes a short break. "Thank you Sakura, as the bride, for making it so easy for me. Thanks to Naruto for representing Sasuke's point of view and thank you Mikoto for your support, it is always good to have a mother with you when planning your wedding.” The Hyuuga looks at the Haruno, which is smiling but can be seen that she would rather look differently. "Sakura, I know that you miss your parents very much and wish that they were here today, but when I see this wedding and you in your dreamlike dress, I know that they are proud of you and also of Ryosuke.", fighting with tears, the pink haired woman rises and circles around the table to go to the stage. Once she gets there, she enters the stage and takes the Hyuuga in her arms to hug her.
Everyone is touched by what is happening on the stage. Smiling, the Haruno wipes away the tears and then returns to her husband, who immediately caresses her cheek gently. A lovely smile laying on the lips of the green eyed woman as she settles down and devotes her attention back to the Hyuga again. "I hope that you got a lucky hit with Sasuke as he did with you. But Ino is right, you two are a dream couple. I hope that both of you will be happy, just like your parents were.“, Hinata also smiles and does the same with her glass as the two before her. When the blue haired woman leaves the stage, Mrs. Uchiha enters the stage. The black haired woman has picked up the microphone again and smiles happily in the direction of her son and daughter-in-law;
“From many nice little things
That give you joy every day
Happiness arises in your marriage
Not that I see it too rosy
There is certainly also stress and anger
But you are looking for a compromise
And don't let the fronts harden
Then love will not endanger anything
That you always succeed
I really wish for you that,”
Mikoto raises her glass in the direction of the bride and groom, “A toast.” The guests, now raise their glasses with their drinks as well. "That both of you will be happy. Withstand good and bad times and experience a lot together. To the bride and groom!” smiles the black haired woman. The guests repeat the last sentence and toast in the direction of the newlyweds before they take a sip of their drink.
In a good mood, the guests talk about the speeches and the menus, while the waiters come through the doors and note down the meal requests. Smiling, the Haruno watches as her husband looks at the menu specially designed for the wedding. 5 menus are available, vegetarian, fish, pork, beef and chicken. The side dishes are freely selectable. As the wedding couple, the waiters will of course serve them first and ask them what they want. When compiling the menus and the rehearsal meal, she already decided on one of the menus, which she imparts to the waiter. Sasuke also decides on one of the menus after a short time. The hall is filled with voices. Conversations are held at every table, laughter sounds in the confusion of sounds and tones.
Sasuke looks to his left where his wife is sitting. Turning her head to the left, she looks outside at the winter garden, onto the lush green grass, the sun is warm, shining down from the sky and a gentle breeze is blowing. "Nice weather today, isn't it?" She hears his voice. The pinkette turns to him before she starts laughing. "We are complete strangers who just married and you can think of nothing better than the weather?", She chuckles quietly, he also smiles slightly amused. "Do you have a better suggestion? After all, we should give the appearance that we love each other. We shouldn't be staring in the opposite direction of each other all the time.” he whispers. Thinking, she supports her elbow on the table and leans over to him. "You knew who I was when I fell into your arms a month ago.” she giggles softly, somehow the statement sounds funny. He looks at her in surprise, actually he thought he had hidden it well. "You said it yourself. The groom shouldn't see the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding. You just said that you’re lucky.”, She smiles knowingly. He looks at her in silence.
"Didn't you know it all the time? You were pretty surprised in the wine cellar when you came in,” he explores, rubbing his hair. "Ryosuke told me that I was out with you once, I knew the name from your mother and I couldn't really remember without a picture, just the things I counted. Well, from the warm hearted nature of your mother and the good humored Naruto, as well as my caring brother, I actually thought that you would also be such a kind person, and not the type who tries to shock freeze everyone with his eyes.” Arms in front of her chest she looks at the place setting in front of her. "I don't try to freeze everyone with my eyes." he snorts. "But you’re not really the warm hearted guy either, you're not easy to make friends with. ”, she says and only gives him a sideways glance. "So if you find a nice and lovable young man with charm and compassion in you, you can gladly contact me." she smiles cheekily. The next moment, he presses his lips against hers for a quick kiss. "You look beautiful in the dress, by the way." Sasuke whispers against her lips as he separates from her. She turns slightly red and smiles. Sakura quietly breathes out a thank you and then turns her attention to the waiter. They pour in in masses and serve the first course. The restaurant tries very hard to serve all guests as quickly as possible.
Even during the wedding dinner there is a high spirited mood in the hall, so it seems as if time is just flying, nonstop. After the 4-course menu, the DJ, who was also invited to dinner, goes back to his desk and ensures atmospheric music. Smiling, the pinkette rises to her feet, takes the Uchiha's hand and pulls him outside into the warm sun. Many of the guests follow this example and also join the outside world. The young Haruno closes her eyes smiling and holds her face out to the sun. From inside you can hear the music playing softly while out here, the wind gently rustles the leaves and the birds sing their songs. "I'll take care of a few business partners, i'll see you later," explains Sasuke on her right, presses a kiss on her cheek and finally walks away. The pinkette looks after him, from a distance she can see that the men are happy that her husband is honoring them.
"For the fact that you do not know each other, you’re quite lovey-dowey with each other," sounds the conspiratorial voice of the Yamanaka to her left. The young Haruno looks around at her best friend, who has crossed her hands behind her back and looks at the green grass underneath them with total interest. "This is just a show, you know. After all, we can not remain silent in front of all the business partners of him and Ryosuke. Or they will realize that this is an arranged marriage," she whispers to her best friend and looks at the little cotton clouds in the sky. Hinata joins them with a smile and something to drink. "Here Sakura. It must be incredibly warm in that dress!“, it comes from the Hyuuga. "Oh. Thanks Hinata. Yes, it's quite warm, but I just love to feel the sun rays on my skin.“ Sakura smiles and takes the glass from which she takes a few sips. "How come you don't remember someone like Sasuke? I mean, he is really handsome. That’s a fact.” Ino asks and faces her best friend, together with Hinata they form a triangle, which should prevent others from listening. She glances at her husband to look at him and then back at her best friend again.
"That may be so, but did you notice what kind of look he partially looks around with, as if he wants to shock freeze all people. And his style is just as cold, unapproachable and distant. We were shopping on a hot day and he made me feel so cold with his manner and his look. He is one of those people you would like to have quickly removed from your memories. If he has a warm, good hearted side, he is burrying it deep within himself and shows it to no one.” Sakura explains and looks at the forest, behind the river, which lies behind the fence of the restaurant. "Aren't you maybe exaggerating a bit?" Hinata asks. "No, actually she described him quite well.", A voice sounds next to the three, who look up in shock and look at Tenten, which is standing behind them. Sakura looks a little pale at her husband’s friend. She laughs quietly. "No panic. It is true. Sasuke aims to be like that. He wants to keep everyone at a distance.”, the brunette woman explains in a good mood. The pinkette breathes with relief.
"Are you and Neji a couple?" the Yamanaka explores after a while with interest. "No, we're not a couple like you and Kiba." the Ama shakes her head. The facial features of the blonde derail. "Kiba and I aren’t a couple. He is my best friend, but we are not a couple.“ she says outraged. "Anyway, I'm happy that we are now friends, Tenten.", Sakura grins in between, before she moves away from the three, since Ino and Tenten are just starting to talk about why they think the other is a couple, with Hinata in between. The pink haired woman giggles and walks up to one of the tables in the garden and puts down her empty glass.
"Sakura.", The bride looks around in surprise and at her father-in-law, who approaches her with a small smile. "Mr. Uchiha. What can I do for you?“ she smiles and waits until he arrives in front of her. "First of all, Sakura. You belong to the family now, so let's stop the formalities.” He puts his hand on her shoulder in a friendly manner. "With pleasure. Do you need anything?” She looks up at him as he is slightly bigger than her even with her heels on, just like Sasuke is. "I just wanted to talk to you. After all, it has been almost a year since we last had a conversation.” He explains to her, "So Sakura, what is your age now?", He asks and looks kindly at her with his dark eyes. "I'm 23 years old now," she replies with a smile. Fugaku laughs briefly, “23 years is not old, 53 years is old. You study, as far as I can remember?“, He continues. His daughter-in-law nods, "I'm actually almost done. The final thesis is still being evaluated, but I have already passed the exams and everything.“, she explains with a proud smile. "Very good, very good, my dear. And what did you study?“, He looks at her with interest. "I have completed the master's degree in industrial design", it comes from the pink haired woman and the Uchiha looks at her with amazement.
"Not only pretty, but also talented in drawing," he smiles, making her blush with his statement. When he sees his eldest son, he waves him over to him.
“Itachi, what is the current situation in the design department? Are we looking for someone there?”, He asks his son with a slight smile. That smile makes the Haruno feel like he is brewing an idea together in his head. “You should actually ask Sasuke. After all, that’s his area, but as far as I know there isn’t. Why?” Itachi too is now interested in his father's idea. “For Sasuke, it's supposed to be kind of a surprise. Your sister-in-law here is a talented and pretty woman with a master's degree in industrial design.”, Fugaku grins slightly, which also infects the other Uchiha. "No need. I’ll find something!” the pinkette waves off immediately. But Fugaku just shakes his head, "That’s no big deal at all. You belong to the family now, there is no better place than in the family business. In addition, you can also take care of Sasuke, he works far too much.” At the last sentence the oldest Uchiha shakes his head with a sigh. "So Sakura, you just come to my office next week with your application folder. Then we take care of it without Sasuke noticing much of it.“ Fugaku says with a smile. A little happy that her father-in-law seems to like her so much, she agrees with him.
The founder of the Uchiha corporation is happy to hear so and caresses her back as the groom approaches her. "Are you trying to intimidate her, or why are you both besieging her like that?" Sasuke asks slightly surprised. "No, no, we were just talking," the Haruno waves and immediately feels the youngest Uchiha's hand around hers. "Come on-", her husband begins but gets interrupted by the loudspeakers. "Sasuke, Sakura!" Mrs. Uchiha shows up and smiles at the newly wed couple. "I think it would be very nice to cut the cake out here and open the cake buffet now," she suggests, pointing to the tables in the shade on the side of the terrace that lead from the wall to the green grass.
"I think so too.", the pinkette says with a nod and Mikoto smiles happily before walking away. Sakura looks after her mother-in-law when Sasuke pulls her away. "Let's go, otherwise my father and Itachi will put some fuss in your head," says the black haired man and leads his wife away from his family. "How about a few pictures?" it comes from the photographer, who of course has been walking around the whole celebration, taking countless of pictures. "I think we should do some in front of the river and the forest," the raven man agrees with a nod. "It's a beautiful panorama," the photographer nods and Sasuke pulls his wife along.
Through a garden gate in the wall, they leave the restaurant area and go to the river, which is glistening in the sunlight. "It's really nice here," she says with a smile and turns to the photographer. Sasuke briefly looks at his wife before spontaneously lifting her in his arms, surprised she holds on to him and looks up at him, he puts on a smile with which he looks at her. The flash light shows him that the photographer immediately takes photos with enthusiasm. They keep changing their poses and at least a dozen poses later they return to their guests, which are looking forward to the cake buffet that is just being set up. The wedding cake has just been placed and the photographer is almost running. The Uchiha turns to the cake with interest, after all he wants to know what his wife has conceived and imagined for the cake.
The pink haired woman looks around with a slight smile. Everyone is in a good mood, everyone has a smile on their lips and talks cheerfully or look at the cake. Her gaze falls on a toddler. With a happy smile on his lips, it runs through the crowd. The bride looks around in surprise, the youngest guests are 5 to 6 years old. The little blond boy who runs up to her is at most 2 years old, but probably younger. The toddler lets out a laugh before it falls silent and is replaced by crying because the little one has ran against her dress and fell down to the floor. Surprised by the crying, some of the guests look towards them. Sakura, smiling gently, kneels down to the boy and lifts him up and sets him down at her waist, where she gently rocks him back and forth, so that he calms down. A happy laugh sounds after a few minutes with a radiance in the clear blue eyes of the little one. "Well my little one. Where are you from?” She asks him, knowing that he won't be able to answer her. "Kaito," a woman's voice sounds from the side. The little boy looks around, so does Sakura at the woman in front of her. "I'm sorry. He went missing on me so suddenly.”, The woman smiles apologetically and lets the Haruno hand over her baby. "No problem. Nothing happened,.” The young Haruno replies reassuringly and then looks after the woman. When the toddler looks back at her, she waves at him with a smile.
"By the way, I also want a few of them," it sounds next to the Uchiha and he looks towards his mother. "But you should only have babies if you love each other," she continues with a smile and then looks up at him. "Time to cut the wedding cake. Come on, go get Sakura!" she then changes the subject, pushes him in the direction and goes to the stage herself. Sasuke gently closes his hand around the Haruno's, drawing her attention to him. With a small smile, he points his head in one direction. "And now my dear guests, it's time to cut the cake," comes Mikoto's voice over the loudspeakers. Together, Sasuke and Sakura approach the cake, which is in the middle of the other cakes. A 5-story masterpiece brags them. The cake is alternately round and angular, starting with a big round bottom. Each cake base is covered with a white layer of fondant and around the round bases a golden and around the square a burgundy red fondant ribbon which ends in a magnificent bow. Fine little almond paste flowers in red and gold make their way from the bottom up, as if it were stairs, red roses, white lilies and almond paste callas run along the flower track to the cake tip, where the typical bride and groom figure is located.
Ino stands next to the cake, a knife with a bow in her hand, smiling at the couple and finally hands them the knife. She looks at the little spectacle with a smile, since it is traditional at a wedding to cut the cake together, but at the same time it indicates who wants to have the upper hand in the relationship, neither of the two wants to give in. After some back and forth, Sakura puts her fingers around the handle and Sasuke his over hers, but the bride has her thumb over that of the groom.
The photographer appears on her left side to eagerly take photos again. "First just stab it with the knife and look at it!", he gives them brief instructions, which they obey and look at him with a smile, with Sasuke's free hand around Sakura’s. When the man has his pictures, they cut the first piece out of the cake and put it on a plate. Of course, the photographer immediately takes dozens of photos again, trying to capture every second.
Typical for the first piece of cake, each of them break off a piece to feed the other one and then kiss. When they loosen up, Sakura smiles and then lets Sasuke pull her along. Together they sit down again and watch the hustle and bustle around the wedding cake and the other cakes. Sasuke smiles amused and then divides a small piece of the cake to pick it up with a fork and eat, passing the next bite on to his wife. Amused, she lets him feed her before she takes the cake fork and turns the game over. Sasuke also smiles amused and when they have eaten the large piece of cake and she puts the fork back onto the plate, he takes her face in his hands and pulls her towards him for another kiss. He slowly releases himself from her. Somewhat amazed she looks into his dark eyes, she feels how he drops his hands. Only now, through the light that falls directly on his eyes through the door behind her, does she realize that his iris is not black but actually a darkish grey. Again this indefinable look lingering in his eyes.
She smiles slightly. She couldn’t define his gaze at her. Sakura turns her eyes. Everywhere the seats are occupied and all guests go about the wedding cake and the smaller cakes, empty seats are taken by the people who have just taken another piece of the food. Time is passing, all guests are in a good mood, talking and enjoying the stories of others. "At least the others seem to be enjoying our wedding.” Sasuke says quietly next to her ear and turns his gaze to his mother, to his right. At least she now seems happy. A gentle smile lies on his lips. He hopes that he will never regret fulfilling this wish. A pull on his hand lets him look back at his wife who has gotten up onto her feet and is looking down into his eyes. "Let's go out.” she says, pulling his hand lightly again. He looks briefly into the room, everyone seems to be staying here. He nods briefly and rises. Holding each other’s hand, they leave the hall and enter the terrace, which is empty. The cake buffet has been looted.
They stand against the wall, which she does not dare to lean on in order not to dirty her dress. The young Haruno doesn't want to know what the bottom of her dresses tail looks like either. Sasuke's gaze lays down on the top floor of the cake which, with the figures on top, is always frozen as a tradition and eaten for the first wedding anniversary. He smiles slightly, a wedding is associated with so many traditions and customs, but they do not fulfill the most important one. The one that they have to love each other. He focuses his eyes back on Sakura, who is standing next to him and is looking into the forest to his left. Slowly the other guests come out of the hall and spread over the green grass. He sighs softly, actually he had hoped to be able to let the show fall at least for a few more minutes. In silence he takes his bride's wrist and gently pulls her to his chest. She looks up at him in surprise and then looks at the guests around him. She smiles lightly and then leans her head against hid shoulder. Like this it will at least look like they had sought some alone time together.
For some time both of them are left alone. He can see his mother roaming the area, while his father and Itachi are talking to some business partners. Ryosuke and Honoka stand by and talk to them, with Honoka talking more to Misuki, Itachi's wife. Amused he watches Neji, which is dragged through the garden by the Ama, towards Ino and Kiba, who are also standing around again, actually he has only seen the two of them together so far.
"The bride and groom please on the dance floor." His mother's voice sounds through the loudspeakers again. Amused, Sasuke shakes his head. "Come on, off with you. You have to open the dance floor.” it comes smiling from Itachi, who showes up next to the both of them and pushes them towards the hall. Snorting, Sasuke pushes his brother's hand away and enters the large open space in the hall with Sakura. "What kind of songs do we have?" He asks her quietly, but she just shrugs her shoulders. "Your mother said she would take care of it," she smiles softly at him.
The black haired man also smiles slightly and pulls his wife back, when she wants to continue walking, catching her and taking her right hand in his left. He places his right one on her waist and she lets her left hand wander up to his shoulder. Piano tones sound and the young Haruno recognizes the song immediately and with the voice of the singer, they set in motion. With gentle gliding movements, they dance across the surface, a simple slow waltz. As if they were dancing together every day, they slide across the surface. Sakura looks shyly into his eyes, he smiles slightly impish. The next moment he pushes her away gently and she turns out of his arms, but doesn't let go of his left hand. His eyes are on hers, a smile lies on his lips and then he pulls her back towards him just as gently. With his right hand on her belly, he holds her while he makes further small dance steps with steady movements.
He gently turns her back out of his arms, brings her to his chest in a dance pose, takes a few steps with her before they turn together, once, twice and a third time. She smiles lightly, takes a step towards him and leans her head against his chest, a little surprised he lowers his head down to her. "Everything okay?", He drops his hand and now holds her hand in front of his chest. "Yes," it comes from her as quietly as from him before. "Then what are you doing there?" He asks, but has switched to a standing blues on his own. "Make it look like we're very familiar," she whispers to him, closing her eyes with a slight smile. He gently puts his cheek on her forehead and looks briefly at the crowd around him who has not heard of their little conversation.
When Sakura hears the last lines of the song being sung, she lifts her head slightly from his chest and smiles at him. He turns her out of his arms again, but lets go of her hand and watches her continue to turn and then stop. She looks at him with a smile before turning back into his direction with big steps and feels how his hands lie on her hips when she arrives at him. He gently lifts her up and turns with her once around himself, slowly he lets her down again, her hand tenderly caressing his neck in the process. With the last tones of the song, he sets her down on the floor and bends over to steal another kiss that day. The guests around them start clapping.
Just as they pass the row of tables, the sounds of the next song come out of the speakers. The pinkette stops, taking her hand away from Sasukes and looks around. Of course she recognizes the song immediately, how could she not? Her brother is standing in the middle of the dance floor. With his hands buried in the pockets of his suit, he smiles slightly at her. The young Haruno can feel the first tears in her eyes as she approaches her brother and throws herself in his arms and presses herself against him. Ryosuke gently wraps her arms around her back and starts dancing a standing blues with her, while he caresses her back up and down.
Many memories are associated with this song, especially the memories of her parents. As a little girl, she always loved to watch them dance to it. Her father had simply turned this song up and then took his wife's hand. They started dancing a standing blues every time they played this song. It was their favorite song.
Meanwhile, tears flow from the eyes of the bride, who has previously hidden her eyes on her brother's shoulder and now carefully dares to look up. She looks at the dance floor, a small smile lies on her lips and her tears slowly dry up. Sakura sees her parents dancing alongside her and her brother on the dance floor. Her mother laughs happily and falls back in her husband's arms. Her parents' marriage was unshakable. Full of love, nothing and nobody could get it down. They were happy and, after all the years of marriage, still looked freshly in love like on the first day.
Ryosuke gently turns with her in his arms. The bride now looks at her husband, who stands next to all the other guests on the edge of the dance floor and looks at them. She turns her eyes to the ground and wipes the tears from her eyes, cuddles up to her brother and looks shyly over his shoulder again at the Uchiha. The look which she cannot define at the moment, she actually never could interprete up till now and she starts wondering if she will ever be able to do so or be able to understand him in general in the future. The pinkette looks at the terrace which is slowly coming into view. She imagines her parents smiling at her, her mother throws her a kissing hand before both turn away and go outside onto the terrace, where they dissolve into petals and are blown away.
The song slowly fades away and Sakura and her brother stop. Smiling, he presses a kiss on her forehead and then looks next to her, she also turns in the direction and sees Sasuke approaching her, gently caressing her cheek and then puts an arm around her waist. "Do you want to sit down?" He asks, smiling slightly. The green eyed woman nods and turns away from her brother with a smile, is led by her husband to her table, where they sit on their armchairs and see their guests storming the dance floor and dancing in a good mood.
After a few minutes Ino slumps down next to her with a sigh and looks at the dance floor. Hinata is also present with the two women, smiling at what is happening in the open space. The Uzumaki emerges from the crowd and smiles at the group. The raven haired man skeptically observes his best friend. The smile with which he looks at the women doesn't quite suit him. He comes to a standstill in the silent group. "Would it be presumptuous to ask the wedding planner for a dance?", He explores and pulls the shy Hinata onto the dance floor after her embarrassed nod. "Someone finally seems to be having fun there," smiles the pinkette satisfied when she sees the blue-haired girl dancing on the dance floor with Naruto. "Yes." There is a sigh emitting from the Yamanaka. The bride looks at her best friend in amazement. Slowly she follows her gaze and discovers the Inuzuka dancing with Tenten. "Can it be, are you jealous?" the pinkette grins at her best friend. "What? No!” The Yamanaka snaps as she continues to look at the two and then gets up and walks towards the couple. "Are she and Kiba together?" The Uchiha asks next to Sakura and has put his arm on the back of her chair. She giggles softly at his question. "No. They are my version of Neji and Tenten,” she explains, leaning back slightly and against his shoulder. His chest trembles slightly as evidence of the laugh that comes quietly over his lips. "But they only know each other since middle school," she completes her explanation, snuggling up to his shoulder. "I guess at least your shoulder is quite comfortable," she then comments cheekily and makes him smile in amusement.
Together they look at the dancing crowd. Itachi and Misuki are among them, Ryosuke is also dancing with his girlfriend, Honoka, and even Mikoto has managed to pull Fugaku onto the dance floor. Her guests celebrate with a high spirit. Some have moved out onto the terrace and are chatting while standing in the warm sun. Sakura rises with a sigh, "Well, let's dance." The young Haruno has turned to her husband and is holding out her hand to him. "Do we have to?" He asks quietly, but takes her hand in his. She smiles amused but also kindly towards him. It amazes him how she can control how her smiles should look like. The black haired man sighs and lets her pull him along. "We want to celebrate our wedding and dancing is part of the party." his wife starts explaining and pulls him into the crowd. A bit annoyed, he endures the procedure and takes up the dance posture to finally lead Sakura safely through the crowd without anyone getting hurt.
After a while Mikoto takes the bride with her and disappears from the crowd in which the Uchiha remains alone. He exhales a little relieved but also annoyed and fights his way out of the crowd. His eyes grasp Itachi, who was able to avoid dancing with his wife and is now talking to one of the business partners. The Uchiha drives with his hand through his own hair as he approaches his brother and the man to get a little involved in their conversation.
A few minutes pass as the music suddenly becomes quiet. Everyone's attention immediately turns to the stage on which Sakura and his mother are standing. "So if I could ask the unmarried women onto the dance floor please. It's time for an old tradition.“ the black haired woman smiles and Sakura waves with her bridal bouquet in hand. Sasuke watches with amusement how everyone clears the dance floor and stands in a circle around it, while the unmarried women gather on it. "Is everyone here?" she asks with a smile and an unanimous answered. "Yes." it sounds from the crowd of women. Grinning, the green eyed woman turns her back on the women. "1. 2. 3! “, He hears his mother's voice in the microphone, while counting in a good mood. He looks at his wife with an amused snort, who throws the bouquet back over her head and then immediately turns around. The crowd of women immediately pushes towards the bouquet, which is then caught by one hand. Smiling happily, the Haruno comes down from the stage and walks towards Honoka, who is holding the bridal bouquet and smelling it carefully. She glances at her boyfriends little sister and smiles happily. Sakura gives the young woman a hug and finally grins at her brother. Ino, Hinata and Tenten also go to the young woman to congratulate her, as does Misuki. The young women immediately form a group and chat a bit before they are devoured by the dancing crowd.
Some time later, Sakura comes out of breath to her place where she sinks into her chair and greedily empties her glass of water. Her husband comes up to her and settles next to her, gently caressing a lost strand back behind her ear and leans back in his armchair. Slowly the hunger spreads again in the pink haired woman and she searches the room for a clock. "Do you know what time it is?" She asks her husband, but he shrugs his shoulders briefly. "Why?" He then asks back. She smiles slightly embarrassed. "I'm getting hungry again." she tells him honestly, making him laugh quietly. "I don't think it will take that long anymore." he says amused, as he gently strokes her back with his hand. Just a few minutes later, the waiters come into the hall and start stocking the buffet. "Mum says we should give a short speech and then open the buffet." he explains and she nods as she rises with him to her feet. He takes her hand and together they go to the stage. They enter the stage briefly to say a few words to their guests. "We wanted to thank you all for coming here today to share this wonderful event with us and make it a beautiful memory." his voice sounds over the loudspeakers. The crowd that has turned their attention towards them, claps. "The buffet is open. Enjoy your meal.“, It comes from the pink haired woman and again the place is filled with clapping.
A little later the buffet is stormed and searched for the most delicious things. Hungry, Sakura puts some rice onto her plate, adds some of the meat and salad. A few moments later, Sasuke follows her back to her table, where she is waiting for him, before she almost rushes to eat. The dark grey eyed man observes his wife amused, making the impression that she hasn’t eaten any chicken or cake yet. But the other guests also seem to be quite hungry, to the extent that the restaurant has to refill, only to be emptied shortly after again.
Soon the dance floor and the grassy place outside will fill up again. Slowly the sun is leaning towards the horizon, it is getting to 10 p.m. As far as the Uchiha knows, the buffet was set at 9:00 p.m. This means that he and Sakura have been married for almost 11 hours already. A gentle breeze blows, notifying the raven man that he is now on the terrace. His eyes wander across the illuminated surroundings. He smiles lightly and enjoys the wind blowing through his hair and tickling his neck. He closes his eyes with relish.
“Enjoying the calm while the wind gently blows past him. This is Sasuke Uchiha as I know him.“, The voice of the Uzumakis sounds next to him, Sasuke opens his eyes and looks around to his right. "Then why don't you just let me continue to enjoy?" He asks harshly. The blonde shrugs his shoulders in a good mood. "Enough of the party?" He finally asks, hiding his hands in the pockets of his pants. "Hm," it comes only briefly from the black haired man. Naruto laughs. "At midnight you can leave to turn to your marital duties and love affairs," he says. Surprised by the hard blow on his shoulder, the Uzumaki stumbles to the side and looks surprised at the Uchiha, who looks up into the slowly darkening sky. "What was that about?" The blonde asks indignantly. Sasuke smiles amused, but does not look at his best friend. "Marital duties and love affairs..." the black haired snorts into the warm June air. "Oh yeah right, you are...", grins Naruto. "I don't want to know what I am and you aren’t.", it comes sharply from the Uchiha.
"But isn't that Catholic? I thought you weren’t. ”, the Uzumaki questions and touches his chin thoughtfully. "And I thought you were an idiot, but I was wrong. You are a dumb ass." the black haired man says with a sigh, "If you did not notice, we are actually celebrating a typical American-European wedding. If we go by your logic, we should have been throwing a Japanese wedding.” Sasuke says with a shrug. "Then I will go back and chat with Kiba." Naruto says a little indignantly. "I would very much appreciate that," the black haired man comments somewhat arrogantly and can hear his best friend slowly moving away.
He sighs with relish and finally heads for the wall to lean on it and look up further. In the meantime, the stars have already switched places with the sun and shine up there in the sky. He smiles slightly. Children always get told that if someone dies they go up there and maybe become a star. He doesn’t believe in it, but if he was to go after that belief, his two grandmothers and his grandfather would be up there now. His other grandfather is still alive, but has been placed in a retirement home due to Alzheimer’s. "Somewhere up there are...", a voice sounds and then falls silent again. He looks ahead. His wife stands in front of him in her pretty wedding dress and stares up at the sky. He smiles a little pityingly at her and pulls her by the hand. She already looks a little tired and sad, as she looks up at the stars. Smiling slightly, she looks away and cuddles up to his chest.
"Shall we drive to the hotel?" She asks wearily as he puts his arms around her. A loving smile appears on his lips, she just looks so indescribably cute that he can not help but hug her and smile gently. "Yes. We can go right away.” He whispers softly and looks through the doors inside. His mother is standing in the door in her dress and looking at the two. The Uchiha can already imagine her gentle smile. "Let's go inside," he says to her and she nods tentatively. He hesitantly takes her hand and goes back to the hall with her. "We will slowly go. Sakura is getting tired.” He explains to his mother at the door, who nods with a smile. "Let me say goodbye to my friends and Ryosuke." the pinkette smiles at him and removes her hand from his. He briefly watches her walking towards her best friend and hugging them. He also goes to his friends and the most important business partners to say goodbye.
With a smile, Sakura frees herself from Fugaku, who has hugged her goodbye and approaches her brother to say goodbye to him and Honoka. The brunette man gently pats her head as he holds her. "He'll take good care of you," he says with a smile, while slowly pulling away from her. His gaze lays on the Uchiha, who is already waiting for them. She nods and then takes the hand which her husband is holding out to her. With the bridal bouquet in hand, the two turn to the exit, where their guests are waiting in a long line. Of course, it is clear to both of them what this is supposed to be. Traditional rice throwing. The pinkette smiles mildly and then starts to move with her husband under the falling rice, which should convey the wish for a fertile and child-rich marriage, fighting their way to the limousine. With a smile, Sakura runs out of the restaurant with Sasuke by the hand to escape the rice as quickly as possible. Only a few reporters are left at the location to take pictures while they get into the limousine and have themselves driven to the hotel.
"I thought you threw the bridal bouquet earlier?" He finally says a little tired. "Yes, these days you throw a smaller copy of the original though." she explains with a chuckle and leans on his shoulder. "We have been married for almost 14 hours now." it comes over the pinkettes lips, who closes her eyes tiredly. "Yes. It was a long day.“ Sasuke sighs and looks out into the starry sky again. After a few minutes, which were actually almost three quarters of an hour, the car stops in front of a hotel.
"We're here." he says carefully, shaking her shoulder lightly. She tiredly opens her eyes and then nods. The Uchiha gets out in order to help her out as well. With her hand in hand, they enter the brightly lit foyer of the hotel, where they are received directly. "Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha. Welcome to our hotel. Our warmest congratulations on the wedding. Here is your room key. I'll take you to the room.” the lady at the reception smiles and bows in front of them. Sakura and Sasuke too give her a light bow and then follow her to the elevators. With one of them they drive up to the 25th floor and get out. The lady leads her to a door and says goodbye when Sasuke has opened the door. The pinkette stumbles back and forth. The black haired man smiles slightly and lifts her up on his arms. He sighs again. With this he fulfilled another tradition and carries the bride over the doorstep. Carefully he sets her down on the bed.
Sakura stretches and slips out of her shoes before straightening up and looking up at Sasuke. Now she is no longer 10 centimeters smaller, but half a head if not even more. "Can you help me?" she asks and points to the lacing on the back, which he loosens. The dress slips to the floor and Sasuke looks at his wife, who is only standing in front of him in white lace underwear. He turns away in silence and begins to peel himself out of his own wedding suit as she carefully places the dress on the couch and approaches her suitcase, which Ino and Hinata have packed for her. From this she looks for a shirt or something similar, but finds only a short pajama with a top and a hotpant.
But to be honest Sakura doesn't care about it at the moment and slips into her pajamas before looking for her makeup removal kit from her suitcase and goes to the bathroom with it. Slowly the tiredness overcomes the Uchiha as well and after tilting the windows for fresh air during the night, he lies down in bed and looks around the room, waiting.
Yawning tiredly, the pink haired woman rubs her eyes as her hair falls in beautiful curls over her shoulders. When she comes to the bed, he immediately throws the covers back for her and lets her slip under them. The Haruno sighs with relief and snuggles into the pillow. Sasuke smiles slightly before turning off the light from the bedside lamp and falls back into his pillow. A tired yawn also penetrates his lips when he can already feel his wife cuddling onto his shoulder. He looks at her with surprise, but then smiles gently and closes his eyes tiredly.
