My Master, Kakashi Hatake

Chapter 20 - The Wedding Finale

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~ Some time later ~

---------Aya's POV---------

All I could hear and see in front of me were the bustling crowds of people, laughing, yelling, talking and gossiping.

Tables of white were decorated with a wide range of colours of flowers. Giant white bows were tied to the back of chairs, and draped over pillars. I smiled to myself, looking around me. Today was going to be a wonderful day.

I watched my children, Kaara and Saru, all in their best dress outfits, running around, chasing each other.

'Kaara! Saru! Don't you two go knocking anything over now!' I called.

'We won't!' Kaara called back, appearing and disappearing out of my sights. I shook my head, chuckling to myself. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a familiar face. I turned and walked towards him, smiling.

'Are you nervous?' I asked him. Kakashi turned to me, smiling from under his mask.

'A little,' he admitted. I took a second to see what he was wearing. His usual Shinobi uniform, a kind of smartened up version. He didn't wear the green jacket, but instead wore a short-sleeved, long trailing jacket, similar to what Naruto has.

The cloak itself was white with pale green flame patterns and the name "Hatake" sewn into the back. Instead of his headband over his left eye, he wore it hanging from his waist. He'd covered his left eye slightly by a few stray strands of silver hair and by keeping it shut. I smiled, he cleaned up pretty good.

'You're looking pretty smart,' I teased. He laughed and scratched the back of his head.

'Well, today is the big day, heh,' he said, a hint of nervousness in his tone. 'Have you seen her yet?' he asked, leaning in quietly. I shook my head.

'I'm afriad not, no. I haven't seen her since this morning, I've been looking for her too,' I admitted. Kakashi looked away, worried.

'She'll be here, don't worry,' I smiled at him. He smiled back, nodding. 'I'll leave you to finish getting ready, okay Romeo?' I teased, patting his back. He nodded, smiling again, before wandering off. I carried on the search.

'Has anyone see Emi anywhere?!' I asked. One woman turned with a smile on her face.

'Kira,' I smiled.

'Aya! You looking for your sister? Neva found her and she's helping her get ready,' she told me.

'Where are they?'

'I'll take you, follow me,'

I followed Kira through the bustling crowds of guests. As we walked, the crowds became less and less and pretty soon, we were by the river, where a little house was situated on the mossy green banks.

We went up to the door and Kira knocked.

'Neva, Emi, it's me and I've got Aya too!' she said. The door creaked open and we stepped inside, closing it gently behind us.

'In here you guys,' Neva called from the front room. We walked in and there was Neva, styling my sister's beautiful hair. I gasped when I saw what Emi was wearing.

She wore a sleeveless, white dress, which fitted her beautifully, despite her being nearly 9 months into her pregnancy. It was tied up from the back and the lower part of the dress flowed around her nicely. It wasn't big and puffy, it was slim, but not clingy, and wavy, just flowing. The dress cut off midway down her shin. And around her ankles were thick golden bangles, and instead of shoes or sandals, she went barefoot. Similar to her ankle accessories, Emi wore more thick, golden bangles on each wrist and upon her forearms.