The much-awaited Epilogue!! Ah, who am I kidding, I don't think anyone even cares about this story anymore...*sniff*'s so special and dear to me, yet I totally made it poo-y. I'm SORRY!!! This epilogue is not that good, it's a bit silly and pointless actually, but I promised some people one and even though it's almost a year late, I hope you like it. If you (whoever you are) are reading this.

It's not beautifully crafted or worded and it's definitely not as good as I'd like it to be, but in my current state of blah-ness, don't exdpect anything from me! ^_^

Please read it, and remember - I love all you readers and reviewers and favourite-ers!!! I love you all, thanks for reading and if you waited, thanks for waiting! This one goes out to all of you!

"She'll be fine, don't you trust Tsunade-sama?" Gaara sighed, annoyed at how his brother was acting. His wife was in labour, yes, but she had the best healer (known to them) taking care of the delivery.
"Uh huh," he murmurmed, not really listening.
"I still can't believe my little brother's having a baby before me!" Temari wailed, patting her swollen belly. Temari and Shikamaru's baby was on the way too, but not for another two months.
"Sto complaining, woman. You're the one who wanted to wait-" her husband began lazily from his post in a dark corner of the room.

She turned on him furiously. "So now I'M the one to blame?! It's all MY fault that you were too lazy to get IT up? HUH?!"
"Ssh! We're in the hospital, Temari!" a blushing Shikamaru dragged a now sobbing Temari out of the waiting room, rubbing her back soothingly.

"I'm glad we only had to deal with a PMSing Temari!" Kankurou laughed, staring after the retarded couple that were so perfect together. He then resumed his nervous pacing and Gaara resumed staring.

"I wonder how she's--"

Hinata's tinkling voice had turned into a harsh growl as she screamed profanities from within the labour room. Kankurou started, unwilling to believe it was his angelic wife who spoke such foul words.

"T-that's Tsunade-sama right, Gaa--?"
"Oh, i guess it isn't." Kankurou amended sheepishly.
"I'm not going to let Mats--my wife, have children," Gaara declared. "I'll carry them so she won't have to suffer such agony!"

Kankurou sweatdropped.

"Er Gaara?" he said gingerly. "Guys can't get pregnant,"
"Of course they can! Remember what Baki said?" Gaara smirked all-knowingly, "It takes two to tango?"
"What? How is that even relevant?! Guys don't have a--hey, wait! Didn't Yashamaru give you the talk? Or maybe Baki?" Kankurou asked, disbelievingly.
"What talk?"
"The sex talk..."
"Oh my word!" Kankurou blanched and whipped out his two favourite puppets. "Okay Gaara, now imagine that Karasu is a girl and Kuroari is a boy..."

"...and THIS is where the man puts his key in the lady's treasure trove and--" the puppeteer was diligently explaining to Gaara, his concentration often wavering due to disturbing yells from the labour room.

"IT'S A BOY!" Tsunade boomed, grinning widely as she came into the humid waiting room. "Go on in, you puppet-lover, you."

Glad to be excused from an excruciatingly embarrassing sex-talk with his 26 year old brother, Kankurou leapt from the uncomfortable seat and bowed to the Hokage before jogging into the room where his new family awaited.

"He's gorgeous," Hinata breathed, the minute her husband entered the room. "I've not seen his eyes yet, and he has no hair to speak of, but he's healthy and beautiful."
"He takes after you then," Kankurou winked, kissing the sweat-drenched brunette and lightly touching his son's velvet-soft head.

They stared for a moment of peaceful bliss at their newborn son, happiness and pride engulfing them both. Then their family came.

Temari became over-emotional and almost squished the child in her teary joy; Gaara stared unblinkingly, referring to him as "it"; Hanabi squealed kept punching Shino in excitement, and Neji (where the hell did HE come from?!) kept telling everyone that it was fate that induced the child to be a male.

The un-named baby of Hyuuga and (?) descent was "fated" to have a...disturbingly colourful childhood.

It was too short, wasn't it? And not funny. Or cool. Or awesome. Or review-worthy...? O.o

PLEASE REVIEW!!! I NEED TO KNOW JUST HOW CRAPPY I HAVE BECOME!!! =/ Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaasseeeeeeee!!!

Oh and btw, that little "(?)" in the last line is supposed to show the "huh..?" in the fact that the Sand Sibs don't have a last name. Haha. Ya ya, me iz SO funny. Meh. :(

And yes, I know there wasn't a Prologue so an Epilogue is actually quite stupid. And pointless. BUT I WANTED TO TRY! PLEASE REVIEW!!