Hi everyone! I can't believe i finished chapter 11 and the epilogue in the same night (although i couldn't post the epilogue thanks to computer problems)! Anyways, I'd like to thank everyone who's been reviewing - you guys are what kept this story going! And a special thanks to Kexxi for helping me review chapter 11 ;P. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy the completion of A Change of Plan!
Honestly, I don't think I could have ever imagined something like this happening to me.
Smiling faintly, I glanced at my reflection on the mirror above the sink in my bathroom. My hair, curling elegantly to my waist, thanks to Konan. My make-up, making me look more like a Barbie than I ever have in my life (which for today, is a good thing). And then finally, my dress: a simple, strapless white number that brushed the floor.
Turning around, I let my small smile stretch into a grin. I was getting married today! Skipping out of the bathroom, I picked up the phone. Quickly, I dialled my brother's number.
"Hey, Dei!" I exclaimed brightly the moment he picked up.
"Hey, Pig. How's everything going? Did Konan do a good job on your hair and make-up?" letting out a short laugh, I went to sit down on the couch. A couple of hours earlier, I'd called Deidara in a panic, explaining that my hair-and-make-up people had both had to cancel. As calmly as a brother who's sister was about to get married could be, he'd suggested that I call Konan, one of his friends who was a hair dresser and a make-up artist.
"She did a great job, Deidara! You should see it!" I gushed, resisting the urge to twirl my hair. That would ruin the curls. I heard Deidara sigh on the other end, and I felt slightly guilty. I had, after all, been calling my brother repeatedly all day, even though I knew he was busy driving to Konoha all the way from Iwagakure, where he set up an art shop a few years back.
"Well, I will be seeing it, in a couple of hours. Anyways, I'm just about to stop and pick up Temari and her crew, so I've gotta go. See you later, Ino."
"Bye." I said, before turning off the phone. If Deidara was stopping to pick up Temari, her brothers and her fiancé, that meant he was already in Suna. That mean he was only 3 hours away!
Putting the phone down, I stood up, not really knowing what to do. The wedding was all ready, my hair and make-up was done, and all of my bridesmaids would be here within the next few hours. It left nothing else for me to do, but to relax and reminisce. Sighing, I glanced around the room, noting the little details and the stories that went with them.
There was the small black spot on the wooden floor by the stove, from when Deidara dropped his attempt at kebabs on father's 50th birthday, the red splatters on the ceiling from when Sakura and I painted a birthday present for her then-boyfriend, Naruto (who Sakura was waiting impatiently for a proposal from), the dent in the wall by the door from the vase I threw when Temari came over, introducing her new boyfriend and eventual fiancé – Sasuke.
Shaking my head, I thought of the odd match. It's amazing how an asshole as big as Sasuke could smarten up so much! Although, I though with a twinge of guilt, it probably had everything to do with his mother's premature death from breast cancer. But really, it had done him some good. In fact, he and I are good friends now. Weird, huh?
Turning my head, I stared at the small, framed picture on the bookshelf. In it were my dad, my mom, Deidara and Chiyo. All wore different expressions: dad looked in shock, mom looked ready to cry, Chiyo looked like we'd told her all of her puppets had been smashed, and Deidara... I won't even say what Deidara looked like, other than saying that Sasori was afraid to come near our house for the next moth.
Laughing a little, I picked the picture up. It had been a bit of a joke, actually. Sakura had taken it, when Sasori and I had called everyone together to tell them that we were officially dating.
I can still remember mom screaming 'Ino, have you joined this kid's drug group or something?', Chiyo scaring us all by pretending to die – she seems to love doing that – and Deidara actually fainting. But it was dad who surprised me the most. He walked up to Sasori, put a hand on his shoulder, and said 'Good choice, kid.' Putting the picture down, I giggled. Good times, good times.
Closing my eyes, I breathed in deeply through my nose. I'm getting married. I'm getting married! Even logical Ino sounded giddy with excitement today! Standing up, I walked over to my patio, flinging it wide open.
"I'm getting married to Sasori Akasuna today!" I screamed at the building across from mine, and to anyone or anything else around it. Opening my eyes, I noticed that the family in the apartment across from mine was staring at me, a strange expression on their faces. Closing the door quickly, I hurried back inside, giggling. Nothing could ruin this day!
Sitting back down, I bit my lip. Nothing could ruin this day...that was exactly what I'd been thinking on that day, all those years ago, when I'd learned that Sasori would be babysitting me for a month. It was amazing how different it had turned out from my original plan!
With a sigh, I turned to look at the most recent picture on my bookshelf. It was one of me and Sasori, sitting on the couch in his apartment (which he'd managed to get out of the bad apart of town, thankfully). I was curled up in his lap, kissing him on the cheek. Sasori, while not completely smiling, still managed to look very happy, a faint pink tint on his cheeks. Smiling, I turned to look out the window, seeing my reflection in it.
Sure, things may not have gone completely according to plan during that month, but I'm glad that what happened did.
I'm sure we both are.
And now, this story is over. I'm actually really going to miss it! Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed reading this story as much as i enjoyed writing it!
Bye for now!