Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

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“Gaara! Get out here!—you’re going to be late!!” Naruto called from outside the Kazekage’s room. Gaara looked down at himself; he wore a traditional black suit with a white shirt and black tie, looking in the mirror, he grimaced when he realized that all the black made the dark rings around his eyes stand out more profusely than usual.

“One second!” He shouted at the door, behind which an anxious Naruto stood waiting. With a deep sigh, Gaara smoothed down his sleeves and walked slowly to the door. Opening it, he was attacked by the other boy’s huge smile.

“About time! Geez, you took such a long time, what were you doing in there?—fixing your makeup?”

“Lets go.” Gaara said monotonously, he brushed by his hyperactive friend, and out into the street. Naruto jogged behind him, smiling all the while.

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“S-Sakura! M-my dress won’t fit! H-have I g-gotten fat? W-what happened?” Hinata cried sadly, tears brimming at her eyes. Her pink haired friend rushed to her, looking her up and down. With a smile, Sakura pointed to the back of Hinata’s dress.

“You forgot to unlace it Hinata” she said laughing. Quickly, she loosened the strings and the dress fell loosely onto Hinata’s form.

“O-oh…” Hinata blushed sheepishly, wiping the almost-tears from her eyes. “S-sorry.”

“Ha, it’s no problem, you’re just nervous! I mean, you have a right to be, it’s your wedding day!” Sakura grinned, tightening the strings on Hinata’s dress. “Okay, done, go look in the mirror.”

Hinata rushed over to the vanity mirror in the corner of the room, staring at her reflection. “Is… is that r-really m-me?” She whispered.

“Sure is, and I must say Hinata, you look great. Gaara’s going to faint at the sight of you, I’m sure of it!” Hinata blushed deeply, smoothing out the wrinkles on her torso. “Come on, the ceremony should be starting soon.” Hinata gasped, it was too soon! Where had the time gone? Sakura pushed a bouquet of periwinkle flowers into her hands before ushering her out the door.

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Neji looked around the large room, seated on a bench in the front row; he was just as nervous as anyone else as he waited for the ceremony to begin. Beside him was where Hinata’s father; Hiashi, was to sit, more Hyuga clan members extended down the bench past the empty spot.

People continued to pour into the room, sitting down in already almost-full rows. It was to be expected, everyone from both Konoha and Suna were here to witness the marriage between the Hyuga heir and the Sand’s Kazekage; it was a memorable unison of both important people, and villages, since this marriage would be an eternal alliance between the two powerful villages.

Looking to the front of the room, Neji looked over the people standing there. Sakura stood at the front of the line, face a little flushed from her sprint through the building in order to get to her place in time, beside her were Gaara’s sister Temari, Tenten, Ino, and Hinata’s old sensei, Kurenai. On the other side of the altar, Gaara already stood looked blankly down the isle, behind him, a hand on the red head’s shoulder, was Naruto, whispering something in his friend’s ear. Also there was Gaara’s brother, Kankuro, Kiba, Lee, and Shino. At the altar, Tsunade stood, as was expected, it was typical that the Hokage should be the one to marry the two.

Music sounded, and everyone looked down the isle, trying to get a look at the bride. Hanabi walked down the isle, tossing the petals of cosmos flowers to the sides of the isles. Neji, unknowingly, was counting the seconds in his head. Six…seven…eig—he stopped as Hinata stepped around the corner, arm looped around Hiashi’s as he lead her down the isle.

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Gaara’s breath caught in his throat as he looked at his wife-to-be, her eyes were glowing, but still nervousness showed through. He smirked inwardly as he saw her falter slightly, stepping on her dress. She stood straighter so as not to do it again, and proceeded down to the altar.

His gaze shifted to her sister, who had reached the front of the room and was now pulling the rings from her small basket full of flowers, delicately, she set them on the red cushion sitting on a small table in front of the altar. Quickly, she scurried to Hinata’s line of ladies in waiting, standing there, beaming for once at her cousin.

Gaara thought back to that day three weeks ago, when he listened in on Hinata’s conversation with her father when she told him the news that she was engaged. He remembered the happiness in Hinata’s voice when she heard from her father for the first time that he was proud of her.

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“Do you take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?” Tsunade asked the blushing girl, she was very happy for the girl. After all the years of being Hokage, Tsunade had noticed how alone Hinata seemed, how quiet and shy she always was.

‘She needs this man to make her more confident.’ Tsunade thought.

“I… I d-do” Hinata smiled, a weight lifted from her chest as she said those two deciding words.

“You may now kiss the bride.” Tsunade said, smiling at the two in front of her. Gaara turned to Hinata, who was blushing so hard; she looked like tomato in a wedding dress. His eyes softened as he pulled her chin up slowly, he flashed a small grin before lightly covering her lips with his own. Behind them, Gaara heard Kankuro muttering, ‘How come my emotionally-challenged brother got married before me?’

Clapping ensued, and Hinata blushed harder at the hoots and whistles that were randomly being emitted by the crowd. Gaara finally let her lips go, and Hinata smiled up at him before leaping up to kiss him again. Behind her, she could hear Sakura laughing, and Temari whistling as they looked at the happy couple.

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“Go cut the cake you two!” Sakura and Naruto both pushed their now married friends to the middle of the room. Naruto passed the knife over to Hinata, who stood there, unsure as of what to do. Sakura pushed Gaara over to the nervous girl, smirking, he moved so that his chest was flush up against her back, grabbing her hand and guiding it in order to cut a slice and put it onto a plate.

Naruto continued to cut pieces for others who wanted pieces, while Gaara and Hinata walked off. Gaara used his chopsticks to pick off a piece of cake from the slice. He held out the loaded fork, “Want a bite?” he asked, with a small smirk, Hinata leaned forward and snatched the cake off of the chopsticks.

“Hmm… tastes good.” She said, licking her lips. She purposefully left a piece of frosting on the corner of her lips, smiling up at her husband.

“You’ve got something on your lips.” Gaara pointed out.

“Hmm?” Hinata said, purposefully wiping at the wrong side. “I don’t feel anything…” out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ino smirk at her.

Gaara wiped his finger over her lips, scraping off the frosting. “See?”

Hinata merely smirked, grabbing his hand lightly and licking the frosting off his finger. She looked up at him seductively, making his throat dry. “Ahh… uhm… okay then…” A blush tinted his tanned cheeks as he looked away from his wife. He blushed even more at the thought of her being his wife… six years ago, he would’ve scoffed at the idea of getting married, but now… here he was.

“Hinata-sama, may I speak to Gaara-sama please?” Neji appeared before them. Hinata nodded before walking off to talk to Temari. Neji glared at the boy before him, “Okay, there are some things I need to talk to you about, concerning Hinata.” Gaara nodded; eyes blank. “First, if you do anything to her that may compromise her mental or physical health, I will not hesitate to kill you, Kazekage or not, second, you are not to push her into anything, believe me, I will find out and third…” Neji sighed, “…just… be good to her, okay?”

“Of course.”

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Okay, this was terrible, I know it. but it's my first Naruto fan fic, so can I please be excused? Anywho, I re-did it, since after I posted it on here, I suddenly found a lot of errors, so here's a better, revised version. Please tell me what you think!

Please R'n'R!

-DDK