Aaah, the end... I hope everything makes kind of sense! It's sort of an epilogue, showing little scenes as they where they are now!

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Sakura

'Lee, come on. Let's go!'

They were already running late and he still wasn't ready to leave. Wasn't it supposed to be the woman who would spend hours in the bathroom? But Sakura had been ready to go for a good ten minutes now and this really was a moment they couldn't be late. There would be consequences then and Sakura rather not faced them.

Looking up along the stairs she could see the bathroom door still closed, light shining through from under it. What on earth was he even doing there? Okay, that's it. The guy wasn't even answering her. Stomping up the stairs she made sure Lee knew she was coming and then right outside the door she said sweetly. 'Hey honey…' And then her voice made a turn. 'If you don't get out of that bathroom this instant, I am going to kick it down and drag you out, understood?'

'But, Sakura!' came the instant whiny reply that made her roll her eyes. 'I need to look perfect. You don't understand. This day is important!' This made her quite suspicious. Why was this day so important? It was not their day to begin with. All they literally had to do was show up and Sakura had to act as a bride's maid and all. That too. But this was still not their day!

So… 'Lee, what are you planning?' The door then finally flung open and what she saw there made her eyes instantly pop wide open and stare in bewilderment. 'What on earth are you wearing?' Lee was stuffed in a way too tight fitting green suit with ruffles where there should never be ruffles and Sakura had no words. This was just… And she also instantly knew what was so important. 'Oh no, no no no. Are you insane?' she yelled in reply, quickly pushing him back into the bathroom. 'She will have our heads!'

Sakura decided it was better to be late than to face Ino's wrath over something else. Her friend would never have forgiven her if Sakura had let Lee do this. So he was taken out of the suit and forced into a much better looking plain black one that was actually measured properly for his body, because Lee was not allowed to go shopping on his own, ever.

And all the while Sakura tried not to think of her heart hammering inside her chest, because Lee might be the biggest dork out there and still has no clue on how to woo a girl, but he was her dork and if he had asked her to marry him now. No matter if it was Ino's day.

She would've said yes.

Gaara

With one last tug the tie was nearly placed between the borders of the collar of Gaara's plain white shirt. One last rub over the length of it and he looked perfect. 'You know you ought to know how this is properly done. Tying a tie is not that hard and it fits a man if they can.' Neji tapped Gaara against his chin, wearing an easy smirk on his lips as he stared down at the redhead.

'Why bother when I have you?' Gaara muttered in reply, stepping away from his taller boyfriend. Secretly he really liked it when Neji tied his tie for him, but that confession would never leave his lips. He was an independent man and didn't need Neji to take care of him! But he did need Neji, just having him around was enough. 'Why do we need to go anyway? I hardly know these people.'

A perfectly sculpted eyebrow was raised and Neji laid a heavy hand on Gaara's shoulder to make him turn towards him again. 'She's my cousin for one,' he replied sternly. 'And you actually do know these people, if you like it or not. Now stop fussing with your tux. It already looks perfect.' Again Neji straightened out the jacket and made sure everything was in place, because Gaara had been tugging at the sleeves and twisting and turning the rest of the costume. This was not something Gaara would normally wear.

'You think I look good?' Gaara asked softly, gazing at himself in the long mirror he normally very much ignored. Why Neji had bought it in the first place was a mystery to him, until now.

Neji breathed out a soft laugh and shook his head before grabbed Gaara's wrist and slowly bringing it to his lips. 'I think you look very handsome,' he murmured, placing the softest kisses on the little tattoo placed on Gaara's wrist.

It had not always been there and it might not be a real one like everyone else had, but Gaara had chosen to do it himself. Had gone to a tattoo parlour and asked the man to use a very neat handwriting and tattoo Neji's name right there where it was supposed to be. Perhaps it was not much and maybe it was not needed, but Gaara felt like it had been necessary and Neji had not been able to stop looking at it since.

The tattoo might not be important, but there was no one else more important than Neji.

Suigetsu and Karin

Sitting at the table again. They shared good memories here and bad memories and Suigetsu truly loved this place. It was where everything had begun and letting go would be the hardest thing he had ever done. But it was time. It wasn't the easiest decision, but someone had to do it and it was all for the better. This couldn't continue on like this. They would only have more and more problems and where would they end up then?

'So we are sure then?' Suigetsu announced and Karin nodded once at him. Lifting up the pen Suigetsu placed down the final signature and then placed it all inside the big envelope, sealing it closed right after. Throwing it back down on the table it just sat there between them, lying motionless, teasing them a little. 'This is it then,' he breathed out and Karin nodded again, apparently at a loss of words or perhaps too nervous to even dare test her voice. 'But this is a good thing, right?'

Karin's eyes snapped back up towards Suigetsu and then as a soft smile graced her lips she reached forward with shaking hands and grabbed his firmly, giving them a reassuring squeeze. 'Yes,' she replied, nodding again.

'I wish we could take this kitchen with us,' Suigetsu said, nerves also really getting to him. It was all so final now. No going back.

'We'll have a new kitchen,' Karin instantly replied, giving another squeeze. 'And new memories to make and it will all be wonderful. We'll get our big house out in the fields and children that can run around and play without a care. Nothing will stop is there. We're moving forward.'

Yes, they were. It hadn't been the easiest decision, but after doing enough research they found out other countries aren't as strict with their soulmate rules. They were more open and forgiving. Karin and he could even get married if they wished to. It wasn't easy to actually get accepted and they had to go through a lot of tests to actually get in, but now, with this signature it was done. In a few weeks they would move out of this apartment forever and continue on with their lives.

And with that all in mind Suigetsu finally broke, tears slowly streaming down his cheeks, because he had never been as happy as he was right now.

Ino

'You're late!'

Sakura had barely made it through the door and already Ino was pointing an angry finger at her. 'I know, I know! Blame Lee!' Sakura shouted back as she made her way to the girl, sitting on her little stool while preparing her face with all kinds of make-up to look perfect. Everything had to be perfect today! She would not settle for less. This was her day, damn it! And if anyone screwed it up, heads were going to roll.

Right as Ino was going to reply with a snide comment the door opened again and someone peeked their head around the corner. 'You asked for me?' the soft voice spoke.

'Yes, come in. I need your opinion on something,' Ino waved her in, but the girl obviously hesitated in the door.

'But… we aren't supposed to see each other before the wedding, Ino. It's bad luck.' Hinata was not moving an inch from her position, hiding away her whole body except for half of her face that was still glancing through the door.

With a sigh Ino got up and motioned for the girl to come in. 'The saying goes that the bride and groom can't see each other for the wedding, but I see no groom here, so we're good. See, I can be very smart sometimes,' she pointed out, making Sakura roll her eyes and Hinata to actually giggle before indeed stepping in, taking Ino's words for true.

And right as she did Ino's mouth fell open agape and she stared at her lovely bride with a raising heart. The lace strapless body perfectly hugged Hinata's upper body, giving her breasts a nice lift and showed off her small waist below. The skirt was a nice poof right below it, making it seem as of Hinata had stepped out of a fairy tale and into Ino's life. How on earth did she get so lucky?

'Oh god, you're already outshining me on my wedding day,' Ino whined and right away Hinata actually looked stressed, because she didn't mean to. She wanted Ino to be the prettiest one and to her she was, always would be, but Ino had to think that too! Stepping forward Ino made her way to her fiancée and enveloped her in a tight hug. 'You know I really hate you sometimes,' she murmured, making Hinata prick her in her side. 'You're too beautiful for your own good.'

'B-but, you're really beautiful too, Ino,' Hinata replied in her ever so soft voice, one that Ino came to love more and more over time.

Stepping out of Hinata's arms Ino put on her cocky expression, staring at her nails in disinterest. 'Oh, I'm aware.' Immediately both girls started laughing, reaching for each other right away again and sharing a kiss they weren't supposed to yet, but who cared? There were no rules for two brides anyway.

'Stop kissing already! You're messing up your make-up!' Better not forget Sakura was also still in the room.

Deidara

Suspiciously Deidara glanced Sasori's way from across the plane, still not getting why he had decided to join Deidara on this trip. He had never done it before and hadn't really given an explanation why he wanted to come this time. Not that Deidara had asked. Mostly he had been given Sasori's these suspicious glances in the hope the redhead would catch on. He hadn't yet.

The thing was Deidara see Hidan every other weekend. They would spend the whole weekend together, usually inside a hotel room and that's it, and then they would part again. And somehow that was enough. There was no need to see each other more often. It was just that weekend they needed. This left them both enough time to spend with their other soulmate and that was that.

But this time! This time Sasori had joined him. It was Deidara's turn to fly over to Hidan and there they would actually go to his apartment for some reason. The one he shared with Kakuzu. It was all very odd and Deidara didn't get what the hell was going on. Was Sasori planning on joining them or something? No, that would be very unlikely and Sasori would not enjoy that. But what then? What could Sasori possibly want? Does he like Kakuzu perhaps and does he want to see him on the side as well? That would be… odd. And also a little insulting since Sasori still had not much interest in having sex with Deidara. Another suspicious glance was sent Sasori's way.

'We're visiting an art gallery together and after that we're having lunch,' Sasori suddenly spoke up, his eyes not moving from the magazine he was currently reading. 'We figured why not spend some time together when you two are going at it somewhere. I might as well become friends with Kakuzu, right?' He shrugged lightly, flipping the page. 'It gets quite lonely during the weekend when you're not around and now I have solved it. You can spend the day in their apartment alone with Hidan and then Kakuzu and I will return for dinner. After that we'll see what happens.'

Softly Deidara smiled down at his lover and gave him a soft kiss on the top of his head. 'I miss you too when I'm gone.'

Sasori didn't really respond to his words, but did shift slightly in his chair, it clearly still doing something to him. 'I love you, Dei,' he murmured.

'I love you too.'

Kakashi

'You know you're really old.'

Here they were, sitting at the kitchen table, sharing a nice breakfast while Kakashi was peacefully flipping through the morning paper. It had started out like any other morning. The brat dragged himself out of bed, whining about needing more sleep, while he clearly just stayed up too late to study. It's what you get for gaming the rest of your day away. And now suddenly Kakashi was old?

'Indeed I am,' Kakashi replied plainly, only looking up from his newspaper for a second before continuing reading again. 'Soon you'll be changing this old man's diaper and you'll have to feed me and cook for me and don't even think about sex, because I'll sure as hell won't get it up anymore.' Oh, an article on tax raises all over the country, interesting.

'Can we have sex?' The attention span of a two year old. What the hell did he even want? Naruto must be postponing something again or was he trying to pick a fight? They never really did fight since Kakashi just didn't care enough, but the old man remark was not very nice. Kakashi was not that old! He only just turned forty… 'Stop frowning. You'll get even more wrinkles.' Okay, that was it. With a heavy sigh Kakashi placed down the newspaper and glanced over at Naruto, only to realise that… 'Yeah, I'm naked. I've been sitting here naked ever since I get downstairs and you didn't notice.' Grabbing something from under the table Kakashi feared the worst, but up came a small wrapped present which Naruto handed to him delicately. 'Here, for you.'

Kakashi was sure there was no occasion to be giving presents, so he was still a bit confused. Opening it up he felt Naruto's eyes on him, waiting to see what it was already. And there was a little see through box with a pair of small thin glasses inside.

'They are probably not the right measurements, but I figured you are too stubborn to admit you need them. Yes, I have seen you squint your eyes at the newspaper. So try these and if they aren't right, we're going to get better ones tomorrow, no excuses.'

A bit confused Kakashi watched how Naruto got up from his chair and moved to the door to leave, still stark naked. Feeling the need to suddenly defend himself, Kakashi called something towards Naruto. 'At least I can still see your ass!'

And right as the door was closing after Naruto, the blond yelled something back. 'Yeah, but only an old man would let the ass leave without touching it!'

The kid had a good point, so quickly Kakashi hurried after him and for what came next Kakashi did not need glasses at all.

Itachi

And after the last final handshake it was a deal. Itachi never had pictured himself in this position anymore. That after everything that had happened. Sure he had studied hard for this and had worked his way up to a leading function in the company, but actually taking over. No, he didn't think his father would still let him. And yet here they were, shaking hands in front of the board who were all clapping. Somewhere on the side was a smiling Sasuke, ready to assist Itachi as soon as it was needed.

The board was of course aware of Itachi's and Sasuke's relationship. Their tattoos couldn't really hide it and with Sasuke being Itachi's personal assistant it wasn't difficult to figure out. But their family had made sure that no one would judge. That this would be as normal as it could be. They still got looks and people still did think it wasn't right, but if it bothered them that much, they simply left the company and there were enough who gladly took their position. Nothing would bring the Uchiha company down.

Still Itachi couldn't be happier. This was the life he wanted to live. As a part of the Uchiha family, together with Sasuke. They might never get married and would never have any children of their own, but that was hardly important. They didn't long for that and could go without. Love was all they needed. Not just in their comfortable little bubble in the privacy of their home, but also to the outside world. The position they had was important and known to many people around the world. Itachi would be the face of the company and would advertise his relationship with his brother and he would show that it was okay. He wouldn't have done any of this, if it weren't for Sasuke.

Without Sasuke, Itachi was truly nothing.

Obito and Nagato

A comfortable silence had settled between them as they stared down at the grey stone with a short message written on its surface, surrounded by many different coloured flowers. This was the first time they had gone here together and Nagato was a little anxious, but Obito only shot him a reassuring smile. There was nothing to worry about. Nothing would ruin this moment. There were no threats, no pain, no fear. Just peace. That's what Obito liked about being here once in a while. The stillness of it all. Only hushed words shared when someone felt like it.

'Her stone is beautiful,' Nagato murmured. Obito let his eyes slide over the stone, knowing every chip and curve it had by memory. At some point the stone had represented so many things, but now it was just that, a nice looking flat stone. He hummed in reply, making Nagato look back up at him. 'Is it odd to have me here with you?' he asked, feeling very self-conscious again.

Slowly Obito met Nagato's eyes and shot him a kind smile. 'It's nice to finally have you here,' he replied with instead. 'I wanted you to meet Rin for some time now. See her in the only way I ever saw her.'

Of course Nagato didn't share the feelings Obito had for this stone and didn't fully understand what kind of connection it was, but he was happy nonetheless. Finally he was allowed to come and share this important moment with Obito. Keep him company while he once again visited his deceased soulmate. The what if question always lingered through his mind, but that was not important anymore. She was not here and Nagato was. Just like Obito was here and Yahiko wasn't. Out of sight, out of mind, was perhaps not the best way to put this in words, but that was what it was like.

Reaching for Obito's hand Nagato connected them together again, needing the feel the warmth of his presence next to him. 'I hope she doesn't mind sharing,' he said as a joke, wanting to lighten the mood, even if the question itself did sting a bit. Was he really still sharing?

Immediately Obito's eyes snapped back up towards Yahiko, looking a little surprised at first and then slowly his features settled into something softer, kinder. A smile slipped on his lips as he granted the grave one last look, placing the flowers down he had brought for her and then he turned away, pulling Nagato along to leave the cemetery. A month would pass before Obito came to visit again. As they exited the peace of the cemetery Obito finally answered Nagato's joke, reassuring him instantly.

'What is there to share, when I am fully yours?'

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