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Facilitating Between Heaven and Hell	By : ChaCha92 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6098 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Inoichi isn’t the least bit surprised when Ibiki shows up for work the day before his wedding. He promptly breaks off from the conversation he’s having with Shimon as the T&I head walks in the front door.
“I knew you’d come in today,” the blond grins.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Ibiki asks, pausing to frown in confusion. “Our jobs never take a holiday.”
“But it’s the day before your wedding, boss!” Shimon protests.
“That’s 20 ryo you owe me, Shimon,” Anko purrs, straightening up from the water fountain across the room.
“Like hell I’m gonna pay!” the brunet snarls. “I still owe you a few kicks to the ass for locking me in Room 10!”
Inoichi sighs in annoyance while Ibiki ominously counts, “Five, four, two…”
“Skipped three,” Anko helpfully interrupts, ignoring Shimon’s murderous glare.
“Zero,” Ibiki growls, skipping ‘one’ as Shimon and Anko disappear immediately from sight.
“Good to see your pre-wedding nerves aren’t getting to you,” Inoichi quips in amusement.
Ibiki merely arches a brow before stepping past the older man down the hallway to his office.
“Nerves have nothing to do with both being the usual pain in the asses.”
“But your tolerance is back down into the negatives again,” Inoichi retorts following him into his office.
“Or their annoyance levels are back up into the triple digits,” Ibiki snaps back while hanging up his overcoat on a nearby hook.
Inoichi laughs as he settles into his usual chair in front of the desk.
“Honestly, I don’t know how you can keep calm about all this,” he observes. “I was a total basket case before I married Saki.”
“What were you doing right before you got married?” Ibiki asks in curiosity while easing into his chair.
Inoichi blinks in surprise and thinks about it.
“Nothing. My parents made me take the two weeks prior off from work not only to prepare for the wedding, but to finalize my taking over as clan head.”
Nodding, Ibiki points out, “You were young and had too much time to think about getting married and what it meant. You succeeded in getting her to agree to become your wife, so there shouldn’t have been any nervousness on your part.”
Arching a brow, Inoichi asks, “Is that why you’ve come into work, defying Tsunade’s order to take the entire week off for the wedding?”
Ibiki rolls his eyes.
“What else was I supposed to do this entire time? Develop a sudden interest in a hobby?”
Inoichi busts out laughing again.
“I can’t even begin to imagine what you’d come up with for a hobby,” he manages after a few minutes. Calming down further, he smirks, “If you hadn’t followed clan tradition, Naruto certainly could’ve helped occupy your time.”
“That tradition was a lot harder to follow than I imagined,” Ibiki admits reluctantly. Ignoring Inoichi’s arched brow, he continues, “More than once I stopped myself from randomly visiting her to see how she’s doing and take her out to eat.” Scowling, he adds, “It’s annoying every time it happened because I’m not forgetful, especially since I’m the one who asked her to follow the tradition.”
“Ah, so you do experience normal human emotions like nerves, interesting,” Inoichi muses thoughtfully before grinning at Ibiki’s murderous glare. “She’s become so much a part of your life it makes sense you’d have trouble with the separation. How do you feel about tomorrow and becoming a married man?”
Ibiki considers it for a few moments before admitting, “I never had any intention of getting married, but I can honestly say I’m looking forward to it. I think I’m more nervous about becoming a father than I am about marrying Naruto.”
“Because of Idate?” Inoichi quietly asks. At Ibiki’s nod, he continues, “You’re not the same man you were back then and you’ve learned a lot since then. And you won’t be alone in that since Naruto will be experiencing parenthood with you for the first time as well.”
“It’s still a daunting task raising a child amidst both our circumstances,” Ibiki counters.
“I know you two will figure it out,” Inoichi smirks. “Oh, I almost forgot.”
Ibiki arches a brow as the older man digs into a pocket and pulls out a wrapped package and hands it over.
“Consider that my way of helping you maintain perspective,” he states, rising to his feet and heading toward the door. “I’ve got to get back to work.”
Ibiki shakes his head as the blond disappears down the hallway. Looking down at the gift in his hands, he shrugs and rips off the paper. He grins down at the framed photo of him and Naruto standing next to each other looking over their shoulders at the camera. It’s an off guard moment he doesn’t remember, but knows is recent.
A slight smile crosses his lips as he clears a space on his desk and sets the frame up to stand in his line of sight before returning to work, putting off any further thoughts about his wedding the next day.
The following morning Inoichi leaves for work to go over the instructions and orders of the day with the chuunin and jounin remaining at T&I. All are fairly recent additions to the department and simply haven’t known Ibiki long enough to be invited to either the ceremony or the reception. Because of that they have to run T&I for the day since both senior supervisors will be at the wedding.
Before he leaves the house he hugs and kisses his wife. Breaking off after a few moments, he states, “It shouldn’t take me too long to take care of what I need to at work.”
“And it shouldn’t take Ino and I long to get the flowers set up for the reception. Afterward she’s heading over to the Hyuga compound to style Naruto’s hair, so I sent her kimono over there for her.”
“The arrangements are all made. All that needs to be done is to mount them and you’ll both have help with that, so that will certainly save you a lot of time. I’ll be back here in time to help you dress in your kimono.”
Saki nods as Inoichi leans in to kiss her one more time before leaving the house. A half hour later she arrives with her daughter at the tower and are received by Shizune.
“Good morning, ladies,” Shizune greets them.
After returning her greeting, the two Yamanaka fall in step behind her as she leads them into the banquet room.
“The flowers have already arrived, but we had to set them off to the side while the tables are being set up,” Shizune explains, gesturing at a table where the arrangements have been carefully stored. “The genin I’ve asked to help you will be here shortly, but if you have any questions I’ll be around. I’ve got to help Yoshino finish overseeing the rest of the arrangements.”
“Thank you, Shizune,” Saki nods. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
Shizune smiles and leaves as Ino and Saki promptly get to work.
Although the room is mostly in disarray, with people moving about draping tablecloths and placing the settings, Ino is in awe at how amazing the reception is looking so far.
Low, rectangular maru tables are arranged in rows in a semicircle around an open area of the floor in front of the three main long tables positioned end to end at one side of the room. Similar to the way theater seats fan out from the stage and the main aisle. At the opposite end of the room from the double doors is a wide aisle dividing the half circle of tables down the middle to the open floor space.
Creamy linen tablecloths cover some of the tables with burnt orange placemats and linen napkins, standing out on top in stark contrast.
“Ino, pay attention to what you’re doing. It’s going crooked,” Saki scolds her daughter from her position atop a ladder as she hangs an arrangement, making it look like flowers are cascading down the pillar.
“Sorry, mom,” Ino apologizes, straightening the arrangement on the pillar she’s working on to match her mother’s work.
Climbing down the ladder, Ino looks around the slowly transforming room. Picking up the ladder she moves it to another pillar. They were nearly finished decorating all the columns in a similar manner.
“The entire room is going to be gorgeous when it’s done, mom,” Ino comments, climbing up.
Saki pauses to look around the room before climbing up her ladder to work on another pillar.
“It certainly looks that way,” she agrees.
“When Naruto came in to decide on the flower arrangements, I nearly had a seizure when she told me the colors of her place settings,” Ino comments while mounting the arrangement. “When I called her insane, she glared back saying the napkins and placemats aren’t bright orange and she’ll have her favorite color somewhere no matter what. Then she asked me if I’d like to see her wearing a bright orange kimono down the aisle.”
“She’d certainly stand out and be memorable as a bride,” Saki quips. “It’s her wedding, Ino, she can have whatever colors she’d like,” she reasons. Teasingly, she adds, “When you were little I remember you said your colors would be royal purple, lavender and lilac.”
“Okay,” Ino laughs as she finishes hanging the flowers. “That was overkill on the purple.” Climbing down she looks around again, adding, “But now that I see it, I’ve got to admit the shade Naruto picked is very nice, even if it’s more reminiscent of fall than spring.”
“It’s a nice contrast to the spring arrangements we made,” Saki agrees as she joins her daughter to look around.
At this point all the tables are covered and the genin assisting them are going around the room placing the arrangements on each one.
Vibrant bursts of color surround white candles in crackle glass and brass hurricane candleholders atop every table. In addition to the flowers draping the pillars and on the tables more colorful arrangements spill out of large, cream colored vases strategically positioned in every corner of the room and along the aisles of tables. The flowers are a mix of wildflowers, lilies, orchids and roses.
“I must say, we really outdid ourselves this time on the flowers, Ino,” Saki comments, draping an arm around her daughter in a hug.
“Naruto is going to love it,” Ino agrees before losing control and squealing in delight, “This is exactly what I want when I get married!”
“Some things never change,” Saki sighs to herself. Dropping her arm from her daughter’s shoulder she states, “Let’s clean up, Ino. You have to head over to the Hyuuga compound and style Naruto’s hair.”
“Oh, right,” Ino gasps coming to her senses. Folding up her ladder and picking it up she explains, “I’ve got something really cool in mind and can’t wait to see how gorgeous she’s going to look.”
“You better hurry then,” Saki states as her daughter follows her out of the reception hall.
After eating, Naruto heads into one of the largest and least occupied meditation gardens. Being a lover of plants, the gardens are certainly one aspect of staying with the Hyuuga that she particularly loves, especially with the variety of artistically pruned shrubs and colorful blooms. Burbling fountains peek out from different spots along meandering paths weaving throughout the gardens, giving observers a variety of pleasing angles to enjoy.
Naruto likes this garden best because of the many butterfly and hummingbird attracting flowers, making it feel more alive and vibrant than the others. A long, elaborate fountain borders the entire garden. Water gently burbles out a strategically arranged tower of small rocks in a far corner, splitting off to flow through gently curving streambeds along the edge of the garden. The water meanders into several small pools set intermittently along the path until the two streams spill into a large koi pond located opposite of the rock tower.
Tiny streams branch off the main streams to delve deeper into the garden, dead-ending into small pools that drain the water before recycling it again. Ornate footbridges crossing the lowest points of the fountain streams are the only access in and out of the garden.
Alternating between strolling and sitting, Naruto tries calming her mind and just enjoy the beauty surrounding her. Feeling a little overwhelmed, she needs the quiet time. It’s barely two-thirty and she won’t leave for the tower with the others until four o’clock. There’s still plenty of time for everyone to get ready since the ceremony isn’t until five.
“This is a rather picturesque view,” Kakashi’s familiar voice drifts from behind her.
Startled, she turns around to see him already dressed in his dark, royal blue formal kimono with the Hatake family crest emblazoned on it. He switched his hitai-ate out for an eye-patch over his left eye and his ever-present mask is still in place. Sighing in relief, she smiles as he hugs her.
“You look very beautiful,” he comments.
Ignoring her blush, she pulls back from the hug to ask in confusion, “Why are you here? I thought I was meeting you guys at the tower.”
Steering her to a pair of stone benches near a particularly complicated arrangement of small pools in a shady alcove, he helps her settle on one comfortably in her kimono before sitting next to her.
“Hiashi contacted us a couple of days ago, suggesting Iruka and I come here today to get dressed so we could all walk over together,” Kakashi explains. “Hinata was worried your nerves might get too much and thought we could help with calming them.”
“There ain’t a whole lot that can be done about that,” Naruto smirks. Looking around, she asks, “Where is Iruka?”
“Ino wasn’t happy to learn Iruka intended to keep her hair in a ponytail and is currently having her wicked way with her hair,” he smiles, as she laughs.
“Ino wouldn’t have just been unhappy, she would’ve freaked,” she grins, calming down a little. “They’re probably still arguing over it while she bullies Iruka into sitting still long enough to mess with her hair. Which sucks that I missed it because Iruka isn’t easily bullied.”
“No she isn’t,” Kakashi agrees, noting Naruto is relaxing more. Continuing, he adds, “She’ll join us once she’s dressed in her kimono.”
“If Ino doesn’t go too elaborate, it shouldn’t take too long.”
“She did a nice job on your hair,” he comments, studying the flower-adorned coif.
“It’s a lot fancier than I’m used to,” she replies, hesitantly reaches up to finger a loose strand.
“Maybe,” he concedes. “However, it does look good on you and complements your kimono.”
“At least I’ll look great if I screw up and fall on my face,” she attempts to joke.
Reaching out, he grasps both her hands, gently prying them apart since she had them nervously clasped in her lap.
“You aren’t going to fall on your face, but no one is expecting perfection,” he reassures gently. “All anyone is expecting is for you to end up happy with Ibiki.” He lets her think about his words before adding, “You’re probably feeling pressured to deliver perfection because of all the details involved in planning a traditional wedding.”
Closing her eyes briefly, she nods.
“Yeah. Then there’s Baa-chan’s insistence on inviting the daimyo and other hoity toity people Ibiki and I don’t even know personally. I don’t think I’d be half as nervous if we restricted the ceremony and reception to people we know.”
“No, you still would’ve been nervous. You’re getting married and that’s a big step for anyone.”
“I guess,” she reluctantly agrees, pulling her hands free to gesture in exasperation. “But I still think I’d be less anxious if we had just signed the papers in Baa-chan’s office and had a small party afterward to celebrate. If any mistakes are made during the ceremony, the old farts attending will know it. That’s why I didn’t want to follow most of the traditions involved in a formal wedding.”
“You’re not being graded,” he points out. At her incredulous look, he smiles reassuringly. “Naruto, the ceremony is merely a way to honor the past when marriages were negotiated between clans. Everything in the ceremony is symbolic of that time.”
“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” she grouses sullenly, her expression and crossed arms starkly contradicting her elegant attire. “It’s a mock negotiation where the bride and groom and their representatives sit across from each other at a rectangular maru table under a canopy, which is symbolic of ancient times when our people were nomadic and marriages were arranged to keep the peace,” she sarcastically recites by rote.
“You sound just like a text book,” Kakashi teases.
Naruto rolls her eyes.
“I heard it enough times from Shizune every time Ibiki and I went to Baa-chan to try convincing her to let us elope.”
Smiling, he pries one of her hands loose to give it a gentle squeeze.
“For what it’s worth, thank you for the honor of asking Iruka and me to stand in for your parents. It means a lot to both of us and your parents would’ve been very proud of you.”
“Thanks for telling me that,” she smiles softly before her expression turns wistful. “I wish they could’ve been here.” A happier smile spreads across her face as she adds, “I never considered anyone else besides you two.”
“It’s interesting Ibiki chose Inoichi and Anko to represent his clan head and elder,” he muses, seizing on the slight subject change.
“He’s not only worked with both for years, but he’s close friends with them. Closer than anyone else,” she shrugs.
“He could’ve chosen Jiraiya or Tsunade, for example.”
“True, but they’ve already got roles in the ceremony and even if they didn’t, he doesn’t respect them as much as Inoichi and Anko.”
Kakashi nods, adding, “And both Jiraiya and Tsunade have been out of the village for years. Ibiki wouldn’t be able to consider them friends.”
“We’re starting to wonder if Anko had a secret double life as a fangirl when she was a child, though,” Naruto randomly states with a confused frown, causing Kakashi to bust up laughing.
“Why do you say that?” he asks, calming a little.
“Remember when she squealed when I announced my pregnancy and our engagement?” At his nod she adds, “She did it again when Ibiki and I asked her to stand in for his clan elder since acting as his mom would’ve been a little weird. The scary part is how good she does it.”
“Anko as a fangirl…” he muses thoughtfully. “That is a scary thought,” he shudders before a mischievous glint lights up his eye. “If you ever find out the truth, please share.”
“Hell no, that’s blackmail material.”
“Even if I tell you who might know the truth on how Anko is so practiced?” he bargains.
Naruto considers it before nodding, “Okay, I’ll share.”
“Ask Shizune. Her family lived on the same street as Anko’s. She’s more likely to know better than anyone.”
“Hmmmm, I’m going to have to get creative and figure out how to get Shizune to tell me because I’m sure Anko hit a pitch only animals can hear.” She grins and waits for Kakashi to finish laughing again before adding, “Inoichi thought he was going to go deaf in one ear because he was standing right next to her.”
“It sounds like anyone in the vicinity might’ve had hearing damage,” Kakashi muses as Naruto nods.
“My ears were ringing for sometime afterward,” she cringes, wiggling a finger in her ear at the memory as he chuckles at her.
Naruto drops her hand as their attention is captured by another presence joining them in the garden. She smiles when Neji rounds the corner.
“Hey, Neji!” she greets warmly, rising to her feet with Kakashi.
She notices he’s already dressed in his formal kimono, but had replaced his headband with a blue silk scarf tied over his seal.
“Afternoon, Naruto and Kakashi,” he greets back.
As Kakashi guides Naruto to sit again, Neji settles on the other bench before stating, “Hinata was correct. You look stunning, Naruto.”
“C’mon!” she grouses as she blushes again. “It’s not like I’ve never dressed up before!”
“No, but you weren’t getting married any other time and didn’t have the glow of pregnancy,” Kakashi gently teases, causing her blush to deepen.
Neji can’t help grinning at Naruto’s uncharacteristic discomfort.
“That’s true,” he concedes. “Today is a very special occasion, so any other time you’ve dressed for a formal event pales by comparison.”
“Speaking of pregnancy,” Kakashi smiles, deciding to change to a less embarrassing topic that shouldn’t trigger Naruto’s temper or cause her to freak out on them. “Has Tsunade been able to determine the baby’s gender during your recent appointment?”
Sighing in relief, she shoots him a brief, grateful look before shaking her head.
“The baby was twisted in such a way that Baa-chan couldn’t tell. She even had Shizune check and it was a bust for her too.”
“Have you asked the fox?” Kakashi asks.
Naruto smiles.
“I want to be surprised.”
“Interesting,” Neji muses. “Most mothers to be I’ve been acquainted with always want to know the gender ahead of time so they can purchase clothing accordingly.”
“You know that shit doesn’t matter to me, Neji,” she scoffs.
“I matters to those participating in the betting pool I heard about,” he arches a brow at her.
“Tell me about it,” Naruto irritably groans, rolling her eyes. “Genma and Raido’s idea. They’ve got at least two going. One is on the gender with the odds favoring a boy. Another is the exact day the baby will be born. Baa-chan confirmed I should be delivering in September, sometime between the 1st and the 24th at the latest. There are a couple of secondary bets about the weight of the baby and time of birth, but those aren’t as popular.”
“Did you place a bet?” Neji asks.
Crossing her arms again and pouting she grumbles, “No, they won’t let me, claiming I have an unfair advantage.”
The two men laugh before Neji turns to Kakashi.
“Did you place a bet?”
Kakashi nods.
“Iruka and I agree it’s going to be a girl and she’ll be born on the 15th.”
Arching a brow Naruto asks, “Isn’t that a bit narcissistic? Picking your own birthday?”
“It’s as good a day as any,” Kakashi shrugs, prompting her to roll her eyes again.
“Everyone has either been talking about the betting pool or the wedding,” Neji comments. “I’m curious, is Hinata correct that Tsunade-sama will be officiating?”
“Baa-chan claimed that role before we even set the date,” Naruto sighs in exasperation. “She’s representing the local ‘daimyo’ who traditionally attended the negotiations and gave the final approval of the marriage contract.”
“Who else is filling the other roles in the ceremony?”
“Well, there’s the neutral mediator. So Ibiki and I asked Jiraiya to fill that role.”
“Jiraiya?” the Hyuga prodigy arches a brow.
“Yeah,” she nods. “He got upset ‘cause I didn’t ask him to be one of my negotiators. Yeah, he was my father’s sensei and trained me…sort of.” She pauses to roll her eyes. “But he’s never been around much in my life.” Reaching out she takes Kakashi’s hand and smiles at him. “Kakashi and Iruka have been there much more for me than Ero-sennin ever has and I’d rather have them act in my parent’s place.”
Kakashi smiles back at her and squeezes her hand as she continues.
“Ero-sennin was perfect for the mediator and it made him happy to still have a part in the ceremony,” she shrugs. “Now the four directional guards were a little harder to pick,” she sighs wearily. “The ceremony demands a guard standing at each true compass point around the table behind the participants. Apparently there was a superstitious belief that since each direction always holds true, they are a constant guide for the natural energies flowing between the environment and the elements and are to ensure things remain harmonious among the negotiating parties or some such crap,” she grouses, amusing both Kakashi and Neji.
“Anyway, Ibiki and I picked two guards each. I asked Yamato and Sai because they’ve been more than just teammates since joining our team,” she smiles fondly. “Ibiki asked Genma and Raido because they’ve been friends for years and worked together a lot.”
“I remember Kiba and Choji being upset about not being asked,” Neji comments.
“I know,” Naruto blows out a frustrated breath. “Yeah, my suicide attempt shook those two up enough to finally realize they still treated me like a joke. I told them I highly value their friendship, but asked them could they honestly say they had been there enough for me to ask them to be in my wedding? That’s when they finally calmed down.”
“You only spoke the truth,” Neji agrees with a nod. “I wasn’t offended you didn’t ask me to participate. You opened my eyes when we fought during the chuunin exams, but we didn’t become friends until after you returned from your training trip. However, I am honored you invited us to witness the ceremony.”
Naruto smiles warmly.
“There was no way in hell I’d cut you guys out of that. That’s why I told Choji and Kiba I preferred them as my guests witnessing the ‘negotiations.’ They apologized for being asses about the whole thing.”
“It’s a good thing they did because it would’ve reflected poorly on their clans if they continued grumbling about it,” Neji agrees again. “They should appreciate it’s a high honor to witness a fully traditional ceremony because very few couples are wed that way anymore. Although, having us bear witness is an unusual departure from tradition. Usually there is no one else besides the participants.”
“Yeah, well, since I was basically forced into having a formal ceremony I wanted all my friends there.” She pauses before quietly adding, “Except Sakura.”
“I would’ve seriously wondered about you if you had invited her,” Neji arches a brow.
“Um,” Naruto scratches behind her ear while scrunching up her face. “I did.”
At Neji’s incredulous expression Kakashi points out, “You shouldn’t be surprised, Neji. Naruto will try to mend fences if she can.”
“Wait,” Neji interjects with sudden realization. “Is Sakura the reason why you called off the wedding?”
“Yeah,” she reluctantly admits. “Ibiki wasn’t happy with me over that and a couple of other things, so we got into it and I called it off.”
“Makes sense and I guess I’m not really surprised. I take it that since Sakura isn’t attending she did not accept your invitation?” Neji shrewdly asks.
Naruto nods with a soft sigh.
“Yeah. It’s probably for the best, but I kinda wish she accepted.” Glancing over at Kakashi, she smirks. “But I don’t think Kakashi would’ve been happy if she was coming.”
“I’d have been fine,” he drolly replies. “But I might have visited her yesterday and incapacitated her. Probably by breaking her legs.”
Regret fills Naruto’s eyes as she looks away into the pools nearby.
“I’m sorry, Naruto,” Kakashi softly apologizes. “But I can’t forgive Sakura for what she did to you.”
“I know,” she softly replies, still looking away.
Breaking the ensuing silence, Neji asks, “Who else will be witnessing the ceremony?”
Taking a deep breath, Naruto turns back to them.
“Konohamaru, Moegi, Udon and their jounin sensei, Ebisu. The rest of Ibiki’s people, naturally, or I’d never hear the end of it from Mozuku, Shimon and Tonbo.”
Kakashi chuckles knowingly as Neji smirks.
“Pretty much everyone who was at my announcement meeting,” she continues with a shrug. “Of course, Gaara, Temari and Kankuro will be there.” Rolling her eyes, she adds, “Baa-chan made me invite all the clan heads and their spouses, Koharu, Homura and the Fire Daimyo and his wife, so they’ll be there too. I can’t remember the exact number, but it’s about sixty witnesses.”
“The daimyo is attending?” Neji blinks in surprise.
“Yeah,” she nods. “I was surprised too, but he returned the invitation confirming he was coming.”
“Will the witnesses be standing outside the tent?” Neji asks.
Naruto shakes her head.
“Since it’s spring and the weather has been so unpredictable lately we decided to provide seats under canopies. Seating is arranged on the east, south and west sides of the negotiating table in rows of six to ten chairs staggered so no one is sitting right behind anyone. They’ll also be on a platform that’ll raise them a little higher than us to see everything better.”
“That’s a very well thought out layout and gives everyone the chance to observe the entire ceremony,” Neji nods in approval. “I already know the guests who aren’t witnessing the ceremony will be waiting in the reception hall, but how many did you invite?”
“Don’t ask,” she grouses.
“Over 300,” Kakashi supplies helpfully, causing Neji to gape at the sullen redhead.
“Not my idea,” she mumbles. Sighing in frustration she adds, “I really wanted to keep the entire thing a lot smaller and restricted to people I know and give a shit about.”
“It may not have been as small as you’d have liked, but it’s very considerate of you to invite the branch members who will be escorting you to the tower and later tonight to your new home,” Neji compliments.
“I wasn’t going to be an ass and exclude them,” she arches a brow at him. “If they’re going to be at the tower anyway they should join in the celebration.”
At Neji’s incredulous expression Naruto glares back.
“I told Hiashi flat out I don’t buy into that two-house crap when I accepted his invitation to stay here. I also said once I’m Hokage I’m getting rid of that Caged Bird seal. Ero-sennin said there’s another seal that doesn’t have that whole punishment thing and doesn’t have to go on the forehead. The best place is actually the back of the skull since it’s closest to the part of the brain that deals with the eyes. I told Hiashi the current seal is just a way to brag they can dominate others.”
Neji stares in shock before asking, “You told Hiashi-sama that?”
“Well, yeah,” she replies as if it should be obvious. “I don’t agree with it and if Hiashi didn’t like it he shouldn’t have invited me over. What was surprising is he said he agreed, but that was it and he didn’t say anything more about it.”
Neji silently processes her words as Naruto turns to Kakashi and asks, “Are you using a genjutsu to hide your face so you can eat dinner comfortably?”
“Yes,” Kakashi nods. “I might’ve gone without if the reception had been restricted only to our comrades. However, I still wouldn’t show my face to our allies since they could easily become enemies later.”
“True,” Naruto agrees as Iruka enters the garden and joins them. “Nee-chan!” she calls out, rising to her feet.
Iruka smiles warmly and embraces the redhead.
“You look incredible,” she compliments, pulling back to take another look at Naruto.
At the return of her embarrassed blush Kakashi comments, “You better get used to that reaction, Naruto. You’ll be hearing it a lot today.”
“Indeed,” Neji agrees.
Naruto huffs in irritation before taking a good look at Iruka.
Iruka is wearing a simple dusky wine colored kimono accented with blooming orchids embroidered strategically along the hem and sleeves. Ino left most of her hair loose, having partially pulled it off her face and combed neatly into a slight poof and secured at the back with a clip. A couple of strands were left loose at the temple and curled into corkscrews.
“You’re looking pretty good yourself, nee-chan,” Naruto comments appreciatively.
It’s Iruka’s turn to roll her eyes.
“Ino nearly had a heart attack when she saw I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. It wasn’t even how I usually wear it, but she said there was no way in hell she was letting me go to the ceremony like that.” Smirking, she adds, “I thought it was easier to just give in this time.”
“Yeah, there’s certain things you can’t win an argument with Ino over,” Naruto smirks back.
“How are you holding up?” Iruka asks in concern.
“I’m doing okay, just really nervous,” Naruto admits, offering a soft smile.
“Why don’t we sit down while we wait to leave?” Kakashi suggests.
“Actually, I want to raid the kitchen again,” Naruto replies, her stomach seconding the notion with a loud growl.
“Spoken like a true pregnant woman,” Neji smirks. “Tea sounds good right now, mind if I join you?”
“It’s a little after three and some tea sounds good for all of us,” Kakashi suggests, looking over at Iruka who nods her agreement.
“I don’t care if you guys come ‘cause I’m starving!” Naruto declares, heading for the nearest footbridge and making a beeline for the kitchen while the others trail behind in amusement.
Eating while Iruka, Kakashi and Neji sip tea is a great distraction for Naruto. Iruka regales them with how Tenten and Ino nearly had a duel over Tenten’s hair. Despite agreeing to let Ino style her hair, Tenten insisted on sticking to something very similar to what she usually wears. As usual, Ino won out.
They’re finishing up when another Hyuga enters the kitchen.
“I’m sorry for interrupting,” the young man bows. “Hiashi-sama said it’s time to gather for the procession to the tower.”
“Thanks,” Naruto sighs, rising from her seat with Neji’s help.
They gather with the others in the large foyer of the main house. True to Kakashi’s earlier declaration, those who hadn’t seen Naruto yet complimented on how beautiful she looked, much to her irritation.
Hiashi nods his approval and with a slight bow.
“You truly look like the princess you are, Naruto. Should anyone have any lingering doubts, seeing you will dispel them once and for all.”
“Thanks,” she mutters through her embarrassment as the others grin or smirk knowingly.
Looking around and noting that everyone attending the ceremony or reception is there, Hiashi continues.
“Naruto, as the bride you will lead with Kakashi and Iruka.” Seeing her grimace in dismay, he adds, “I understand your concern, but it fits with the traditions of the wedding ceremony. Your guards will remain close.”
He gestures at the branch members standing off to the side, who nod at Naruto.
Continuing his explanation, he adds, “As honored guests, Gaara-sama and his siblings will follow behind you with me and my daughters, so we will help protect you if necessary.”
Gaara nods his approval while Temari and Kankuro’s expressions clearly echo the sentiment. They’ll gladly take out anyone who tries to hurt her.
“Everyone else will fall in place as we walk to the Hokage Tower,” Hiashi finishes.
Reluctantly Naruto leads the way out of the building with Kakashi and Iruka. She tries thinking of something to say to start a conversation with them as a distraction from all the attention she’s getting, but can’t think of a damn thing.
It’s a beautiful afternoon with the sunlight easing into golden hues beautifully accented by deepening shadows. Scattered clouds drift lazily overhead, but aren’t threatening any spring showers just yet.
The picture perfect afternoon isn’t enough to distract Naruto from the uncomfortable feeling of having people stop and gape at the formally attired procession. Most stare in awe with some muttering how beautiful she looks.
There are a handful of hateful glares and loud mutterings of dressing the monster into looking human to fool everyone. However, those detractors either immediately disappear from sight at the cold, warning looks from members of the wedding party or are told to shut up and smacked by someone standing next to them.
Fortunately it only takes about twenty minutes to reach the Hokage mansion.
Shizune is waiting for them outside with Izumo and Kotetsu and smiles when she sees Naruto.
“Wow, you look fantastic, Naruto,” she compliments, her sentiment echoed by the two partner’s approving grins. Her smile widens at Naruto’s blush, adding, “I have a room ready for you, Iruka and Kakashi to wait in while Izumo and Kotetsu seat everyone.”
Glancing over at the two she gestures them into action before turning to Naruto and waving her to follow. Naruto follows with Kakashi and Iruka at her side as they make their way to a private room on the top floor of the mansion.
As she ushers the trio inside, Shizune explains, “As you can see there’s a comfortable sofa and armchairs for you to relax in while you’re waiting to be summoned for the ceremony. There is a sink over there,” she gestures off to her left, “where you can get some water if you need it. That door next to it is the bathroom. It shouldn’t be long, but please make yourself comfortable in the meantime. I have to go, so if you’ll excuse me,” she bows before disappearing out the door.
“Crap,” Naruto grumbles, looking around the room. “I wanted to ask if Ibiki arrived yet.”
“He probably has. Ibiki is incapable of being late,” Kakashi jokes as he steers her to a long, overstuffed sofa situated next to a large picture window overlooking the village.
“I wonder why Izumo and Kotetsu are acting as ushers,” Iruka muses, settling next to Naruto on the sofa.
“Yeah, ‘cause they’re guests,” Naruto frowns in confusion.
“Because they rose higher on my shit list,” Tsunade explains as they look up to see their kimono clad Hokage saunter into the room. “You look gorgeous, gaki,” she compliments as she pulls the redhead to her feet into a hug.
Naruto sighs wearily as yet another blush creeps across her face. She glares over at Kakashi chuckling, his expression clearly saying, ‘I told you so.’
Rolling her eyes at him, she turns back to Tsunade, asking, “What did the ‘Dundering Duo” do this time, Baa-chan?”
“’Dundering Duo’? I like that,” Tsunade smirks.
“Me too,” Iruka echoes.
“Anyway,” Tsunade continues. “I’m punishing those two for inappropriately discussing how big your ass has become because of the pregnancy. They reasoned between your boobs and ass Jiraiya should really consider you as inspiration for one of his stories.” She pauses when the seething redhead growls low before continuing. “I thought they learned their lesson about discussing such things on duty, especially around the daimyo. Only this time they didn’t have this conversation around the daimyo. This time it was around the daimyo’s wife, Lady Shijimi,” she sighs wearily. “They were manning the Missions Desk and didn’t notice her enter the room to wait for the genin team retrieving Tora V.”
“Wait, I thought we were on the sixth?” Naruto interrupts.
“It should be Tora the eighth,” Iruka frowns in thought.
“No one can keep track because of all the successful escapes of a couple of previous ‘Tora’s or their untimely demise resulting from accidents during retrieval,” Kakashi points out.
“True,” Tsunade agrees. “Anyway, Lady Shijimi was waiting for the return of the latest Tora and was quite offended. Since I had to deal with her indignant outrage, those two get to play ushers for the wedding and reception.”
“But, Baa-chan, they’re guests,” Naruto protests. “Yeah, I’m not happy they’re a little too fixated on my boobs and ass, but they could’ve been punished later.”
“Don’t worry about it, gaki,” Tsunade soothes. “They’ll still get to sit as guests. They just get the fun task of guiding all the other guests to their assigned seats for the reception and ceremony. Then they can sit as guests themselves.”
“Okay,” Naruto agrees as her expression turns murderous. “But I’ve got to remind those two about whom they’re dealing with. I still owe them and Ero-sennin for the strippers.”
“Can’t wait to see what you come up with,” Tsunade laughs. “I better get going and see if Shizune has everything ready.” She grabs Naruto in a quick hug. “I’ll see you upstairs on the observation deck, gaki.”
They watch as Tsunade disappears from the room. That little reminder draws back Naruto’s nerves full force as she steps over to the window to gaze outside. Kakashi and Iruka simply sit down and watch her, leaving her alone with her thoughts as the minutes drag on until Izumo and Kotetsu finally arrive.
“They’re ready for you, Naruto,” Izumo informs her with a smile.
Closing her eyes, Naruto takes a deep, steadying breath. When she feels two hands alight on her shoulders she opens her eyes to see Iruka and Kakashi standing next to her, smiling. Returning their smiles she nods and they leave together, following Izumo and Kotetsu upstairs.
Tsunade makes her way up to the small cluster of rooms located at one end of the observation deck of the Hokage mansion. Entering one she walks over to Shizune who is standing by a table covered with several items and chatting with Jiraiya. He’s dressed in a formal kimono for a change
“Is everything ready?” she asks her apprentice.
“Yes, Tsunade-sama. All the guests for the reception are still arriving, but those who have arrived already are enjoying some refreshment. The guests witnessing the ceremony are already seated,” Shizune explains efficiently.
“I can’t wait to see the gaki,” Jiraiya comments. “I understand she looks beautiful all dolled up.”
“Stunning is the word I’d use,” Tsunade grins, prompting a nod from Shizune.
“I also can’t believe Minato and Kushina’s brat is getting married,” he adds fondly.
“Next you’ll be saying you can’t believe Naruto is already giving birth if we don’t get this show on the road,” Tsunade retorts.
“The groom and remaining participants in the ceremony are waiting in a room down the hall,” Shizune explains.
“Then let’s do this,” Tsunade declares.
Shizune disappears for a few moments. She returns before Izumo and Kotetsu appear minutes later followed by Ibiki, Inoichi, Anko, Genma, Raido, Sai and Yamato.
“You two will wait until Izumo and Kotetsu brings up Naruto, Kakashi and Iruka,” Tsunade reminds Yamato and Sai who nod as Izumo and Kotetsu leave to carry out their orders.
Shizune hands everyone except Jiraiya, Tsunade and the guards an item from the table. To Anko she gives an ornate folding fan, Ibiki an ornate dagger, and Inoichi a short length of rope. She then ushers the small group out of the room, leaving Yamato and Sai to wait for the bridal party.
Minutes later Izumo and Kotetsu return with Naruto, Kakashi and Iruka.
“You look incredible, Naruto,” Yamato grins appreciatively as he steps forward to hug her as she sighs softly in resignation and returns the hug.
Sai takes his turn, saying, “If it weren’t for your hair, I wouldn’t recognize you.”
Naruto smacks him on the shoulder in retaliation as the others laugh at her expense.
Within minutes Shizune returns and gives Izumo and Kotetsu their orders.
“You two need to take your places. We’ll be following shortly.”
The two nod and disappear out the door. Iruka helps Naruto out of her haori since she decided to wear it only during the reception. Meanwhile, Shizune hands Kakashi a bonsai tree and a bottle of sake. Taking the roll of gold coins bound in gauzy silk, she hands it to Iruka before leading the small group out the door.
They step outside minutes after Tsunade and Jiraiya kicked off the ceremony by walking across the deck flanked by Genma and Raido. Tsunade sits at the head of the table facing south with Jiraiya to her immediate right.
Raido assumes the northern position behind them and Genma stands next to him waiting for the other participants to be seated.
Inoichi and Anko walk sedately ahead of Ibiki as they assume their position at the eastern side of the table, carrying the gifts they’ll present as part of the ‘negotiations.’ All three bow to Tsunade before setting their gifts to the side and sitting on the pillows with Inoichi closest to Tsunade, Ibiki in the middle and Anko taking the final position on the end. Once they are settled, Genma moves into the eastern position behind them, facing inward like Raido.
Finally it’s Naruto’s turn to join the proceedings. Kakashi and Iruka walk ahead of her, carrying their gifts. Yamato and Sai follow behind Naruto as Shizune brings up the rear.
Naruto stares at Iruka and Kakashi’s backs, fighting the blush she feels at hearing all the gasps and muttered compliments. She completely loses the battle when she looks at Ibiki and catches his proud smile. Now blushing furiously she takes her turn bowing to Tsunade, trying to ignore the grins both her and Ero-sennin have.
As Yamato takes up the southern position, Sai and Kakashi help Naruto settle on the sitting pillow directly across from Ibiki. Kakashi sits to her left while Iruka takes the final seat across from Anko. Shizune discreetly takes her seat among the other guests as Sai assumes the western position behind the bride.
Tsunade nods to start the main ceremony. No words are uttered, as it was traditionally believed they disrupted the peaceful harmony of the negotiations.
Representing Ibiki’s ‘clan head’, Inoichi presents Kakashi a woven rope made of hemp, symbolizing the wish for strong family ties from the union and many harmonious years for Ibiki and Naruto.
Kakashi takes his turn as Naruto’s ‘father’ and reciprocates by giving Inoichi the bonsai tree, representing the Great Tree of Konoha. It symbolizes the territories joined by the union that must be cultivated and nurtured just like the tree.
As the Morino ‘clan elder,’ Anko hands Iruka the ornate folding fan as a wish for happiness and a bigger and better future for the couple.
As Naruto’s ‘mother,’ Iruka then presents Anko the gold coins as a dowry for the couple to begin their new life together.
Next Ibiki gives the ornate dagger to Naruto, symbolizing his pledge to protect not only his wife, but also the new ties between the clans forged by their union.
Kakashi bestows the final present of the bottle of sake to Ibiki.
Naruto still silently seethes about being excluded from the exchange. She grudgingly accepted Tsunade’s reasoning that as sexist as it seems, it’s the oldest, most traditional part of the ceremony and it’s merely a reflection of the past, not that it’s meaning she’s subservient to Ibiki.
Watching the entire exchange now, Naruto still doesn’t like it, but accepts there could be worse things she could’ve been forced to do in the name of tradition.
Now that all the gifts have been presented, Jiraiya rises to his feet and helps Naruto get up and move to the southern position of the table opposite Tsunade to sit next to Ibiki. Seated together they’re symbolically showing the world the merging of their clans.
As the mediator, Jiraiya then sets out three sake cups of varying sizes in front of them and fills them with the sake Kakashi presented as the final gift. Starting with Naruto and Ibiki the cups are passed to all the participants who take three sips from each cup. The last to take a sip from each cup is Tsunade. As the ‘daimyo,’ her taking the last sip demonstrates her approval of the contract, finalizing the deal.
Returning to the north side of the table, Jiraiya sets a white ceremonial candle in front of Tsunade who lights it. Then he carries it and a golden dish around to Ibiki and Naruto and sets both items in front of the couple. After handing them a small, square piece of rice paper he returns to sit at Tsunade’s side while Ibiki produces a small velvet box containing their wedding bands.
Opening the box he removes the rings, handing one to Naruto and keeping the other as he closes the lid and returns the box to his pocket. Grasping Naruto’s left hand, he slides the ring on her finger. Naruto takes her turn and slides his band onto his finger.
Naruto then hands him back the ornate dagger he gave her. Extending his left index finger he nicks it and does the same to her left index finger she holds out for him. Both drip blood onto the center of the rice paper laying flat on the table in front of them. Jointly grasping the bloodied rice paper with their right hands, they hold it over the flame of the candle until it starts burning then drop it into the golden dish, symbolizing their wish for good luck and fortune in their new life together. Leaning in, they finish the ceremony with a kiss, officially sealing their union.
They break apart when they hear whooping, hollering and applause. Looking around Naruto sees everyone on their feet, including the Fire Daimyo and his wife.
Although the skies are clear, a light rain begins to fall. Not wanting to ruin their kimonos, everyone settles back into their seats laughing and chatting while waiting for the brief shower to pass. It’s a picturesque setting with the waning golden hues shimmering through the raindrops.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ibiki notices Naruto looking up toward the sky with a gentle smile on her face.
She notices him watching her and leans in close so only he can hear.
“The fox just told me the sun shower reminded it of an old folktale it learned from one of its previous hosts,” she explains. “The folktale said that a wedding between kitsunes always happen during sun showers and to have one happen during our wedding is considered a good omen.”
Ibiki smiles and before he can reply they notice the shower stops. Izumo and Kotetsu begin ushering the daimyo and his wife and the other guests off the roof through the doors down to the reception.
Turning back to Naruto he reaches for her hand, capturing her attention.
“You know, we don’t really need omens to know things will get better for us,” he assures her, squeezing her hand.
“You two crazy kids are giving me plenty of inspiration for my next Icha Icha!” Jiraiya declares from across the table, earning him a painful smack on the back of his head that thrusts him forward to slam his forehead on the table.
Dazed, he straightens up as the others laugh and chuckle at his expense. Looking at his attacker, Tsunade calmly meets his gaze and arches a brow.
“Just reminding you it’s the gaki’s special day and you should rein in perversion. Too much is hazardous to your health.”
Hearing the malicious undertone in her words, Jiraiya swallows thickly and with forced cheer comments, “Oh look, the photographer is ready to start taking the pictures.”
“Nice save,” Inoichi quips as he rises to his feet to help Anko up.
The others chuckle and climb to their feet or help the ladies up, escorting them to the part of the deck in front of the Hokage mountain. The photographer arranges them into a group photo as well as into separate group shots with just the guards, Tsunade and Jiraiya, Ibiki with his negotiators, Naruto with hers, as well as shots of just Naruto and Ibiki with the visages of the five Hokage looming in the background.
The photographer finishes the last shot when Izumo and Kotetsu return announcing all the other guests are seated. The photographer quickly gathers up his equipment and races ahead as the two arrange the wedding party into the procession they’ll walk while Sai, Yamato, Genma and Raido gather up the gifts exchanged during the ceremony since they’re Naruto and Ibiki’s keepsakes.
With Jiraiya escorting Tsunade at the front, Kakashi and Iruka are next with Inoichi and Anko right behind them. Naruto and Ibiki follow behind with their ‘guards’ bringing up the rear.
Izumo and Kotetsu lead the group downstairs through the building, halting them a short ways down the hallway from the open double doors of the reception where Shizune is waiting for them with Naruto’s gold haori in her hands.
“Let’s get this on you,” she murmurs while helping Iruka and Anko adjust the haori on Naruto. Turning to Izumo and Kotetsu she orders, “Go ahead and get ready so I can make the announcements.”
The two nod and disappear through the doors to the main table while she steps back into the packed room.
“With great honor,” she announces loudly, promptly silencing the room. “I present lady Tsunade and Jiraiya.”
Applause breaks out as the two make their way to table at the far side of the room and are guided to their places by Izumo and Kotetsu.
While Shizune continues announcing each couple, Ibiki senses Naruto’s tension. Glancing over he watches her close her eyes briefly and take a couple of slow, deep breaths. Gently pulling his elbow free from her grasp, he reaches for her hand as she looks at him in confusion and he leans in to kiss her.
Breaking off, he gazes steadily into her eyes.
“Even if you don’t enjoy the attention, it’s a good thing. The world now knows we’re married to each other. It will be your shield.”
Naruto gapes in surprise before smiling softly as their turn comes. He guides her through the door when Shizune announces them.
“It is my greatest honor to present the bride and groom!”
The room erupts in applause as Ibiki and Naruto emerge through the double doors flanked by Genma, Raido, Sai and Yamato. Naruto blushes furiously at the cheers and whistles emanating from the crowd and the photographer takes pictures of them walking down the aisle together.
Kotetsu and Izumo guide them to their seats before making their way to their own seats at another table while the catering staff begins carting out the food.
“Thank you for inviting my wife and I to your nuptials, Naruto-san,” the daimyo states several minutes later, attracting Naruto and Ibiki’s attention.
He is seated on the other side of Tsunade who is next to Naruto, while Kakashi and Iruka sit next to Ibiki.
Not sure what else to say, Naruto replies with a slight bow.
“You’re welcome, sir.”
“I cancelled an important meeting to attend the ceremony today,” he adds conversationally. Naruto and Ibiki sit in stunned silence as he continues. “Because of your continued efforts protecting us from the Kyuubi, I was deeply honored to receive an invitation. It became more important after learning your father was the Yondaime. I’m appalled by the treatment you endured growing up and have signed a special proclamation in honor of this event. Effective immediately, no longer will you, or any other Jinchuriki, should there be any more, be forced to endure any further discrimination and abuse within the borders of Fire Country. Any such actions will be punished according to the severity of the violation.”
Tsunade grins at Naruto’s flabbergasted expression.
Sensing she’s too shocked to speak, Ibiki leans forward and speaks for her.
“Thank you for acknowledging her sacrifices, sir.”
The daimyo merely nods as their food arrives and is soon distracted by chatting with Gaara who sits on the other side of Lady Shijimi. Coming back to her senses, Naruto reaches for Ibiki’s hand under the table, squeezing it in silent gratitude. He slightly smiles, squeezing her hand in return.
Dinner starts out with one of Kakashi’s favorites, miso and eggplant soup. Naruto developed a taste for it when she lived with him and Iruka after her breakdown and wanted it as part of her menu.
Soon a selection of sushi and sashimi as the main course arrives.
“I’m still not happy about the raw fish, gaki,” Tsunade quietly grouses just loud enough for Naruto and Ibiki to hear.
“Not again,” Naruto sighs wearily. “I promised this would be the only time I’d have it during my pregnancy, didn’t I? And I already had a long talk with my tenant and it swore on its personal honor to take care of any parasites and bacteria. Ibiki also carefully checked out the caterers. They’ve been in business for fifteen years and have consistently received the highest ratings during their health inspections.”
“Still risky,” Tsunade grumbles.
“Get over it, Baa-chan, I’ve been craving sushi and sashimi,” Naruto retorts sipping her tea as the servers bring out the cucumber and wakame seaweed salad.
After dinner Ibiki helps Naruto stand so they can make the rounds greeting all their guests who have risen to their feet and are mingling. Aside from their friends and comrades, the remaining guests are a combination of nobles and dignitaries not only from Fire Country but also from allied nations. One of Tsunade’s favorite points while arguing over inviting so many was it’s a great way for Naruto to become more familiar with their current allies. Plus, this sort of entertaining through formal dinners is what she’ll have to endure when she becomes Hokage.
Naturally, Naruto still thinks it’s total bullshit.
Naruto loses track of how long it takes, but figures it takes nearly two hours to make sure they speak with everyone. When she and Ibiki finish the last of the greetings Kankuro intercepts them and guides them over to Gaara and Temari.
“As you know, Naruto, one of our wedding gifts to you is tonight’s entertainment,” Kankuro explains. “We commissioned the most prestigious puppet theater group in all of Wind Country to perform and hope you’ll enjoy the performance.”
“Thank you for the thoughtful gift,” Ibiki replies.
Naruto smiles warmly before stepping over to hug the three of them in turn.
“You guys didn’t have to, but it’s really sweet that you did.”
Temari rolls her eyes.
“C’mon, Red, we had to do our part to make the party more interesting or you’d be stuck having to smooze all night with the political blowhards.”
“True,” Naruto laughs.
“She would’ve spent the rest of the evening watching the clock, waiting for our chance to escape,” Ibiki adds, amusement coloring his voice.
The others join in laughing before Gaara suggests, “The performers are ready. We should all take our seats so they can get started.”
Naruto agrees and lets Ibiki guide her back to their seats. Once everyone is seated again, the lights dim with the glow of the candles on every table giving off the most light.
Dramatic music starts playing as the lights slowly come up on the open area of the floor and puppet masters dressed in costume manipulate four-foot tall puppets using the same chakra string method Kankuro does. The first act begins with a variety of acrobatic feats performed by the puppets.
“Impressive. This is a nod to ancient Sarugaku performances,” Ibiki leans in to whisper in Naruto’s ear.
Naruto blinks in surprise and focuses back onto the performance, realizing he’s absolutely right. The puppets tumbled and flipped gracefully across the floor or through the air. When the acrobatic puppets clear the stage, six other puppets perform complicated juggling routines involving swords.
The second act is a short play about the legendary Rikudo Sennin versus the ten-tailed demon.
“This is like Bunraku theater, isn’t it?” Naruto leans in to whisper to Ibiki.
“Yes it is,” he nods.
Straightening up, she continues watching the story unfold. She’s certainly impressed by the puppeteer’s talent in reenacting the battle between the legendary sage and the ten-tailed demon.
When the performers show the Rikudo Sennin defeating the demon by shattering it to pieces and banishing the remains to other realms, Naruto glances over at Ibiki who notices and grins at her smirk since they only got it partially right.
The third and final act is an elaborate dance performance of traditional folk dances with the puppets dressed in beautifully authentic costumes. Naruto’s favorite is when they do a fan dance. The puppets draw out fans from the sleeves of their kimono and dramatically snap them open. With their arms extended in different poses for greater effect, the puppets gracefully step and turn to the beat of the music. Sometimes the fans are flicked high into the air to be deftly caught again.
The finale is when the puppets form a circle, facing outward and repeatedly flick the fans into the air, spinning clockwise to their right into the position next to them. As they shift around, moving the circle in a clockwise motion, the puppets catch the fan flicked by the one who vacated the spot they now occupy. As the final note of the music plays, the puppets drop to one knee holding the fan in front of their faces in a demure pose.
The entire performance is impressive, earning the puppeteers a standing ovation as they take their final bows with the puppets.
After the performers clear the center area, the caterers begin serving kusa mochi for dessert. After everyone is served, saucers of sake are passed out.
Leaning in, Tsunade tells Naruto, “This will be the last bit of alcohol you’re getting for the rest of your pregnancy, gaki.”
Naruto gives her a flat look.
“I’m not the practicing drunk here,” she snipes. Ignoring the older blonde’s murderous glare, she pithily adds, “I’ve got no intention of drinking anymore for a long time, baa-chan.”
Tsunade merely growls in irritation as the couple’s closest friends take their turns toasting them as the night winds down to a close.
A/N: The majority of the wedding ceremony is entirely made up. Today’s Japanese favor western style ceremonies and when I was researching traditional Japanese ceremonies there wasn’t a lot I felt I could use or liked. Being Naruto isn’t tied down by historical accuracy, I decided to get creative and drew on my knowledge and research of other cultures.
Some of the gifts presented during the ceremony are ones traditionally given in Japanese culture, others I made up. The whole thing with the tent and directional guards, again, made up. Ditto for the burning of the bloody rice paper. Obviously you guys can tell what western elements I used, so the entire thing is really is a hodgepodge of different cultures that I had a lot of fun putting together.
Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and please feel free to review if the mood strikes you.
Sarugaku- Wikipedia defines it as literally ‘monkey music’ and is a combo of acrobatics, pantomime and juggling. Think Cirque du Soleil.
Bunraku- Wikipedia defines it as a form of traditional Japanese Puppet Theater. The puppets used in these plays are usually two to four feet tall and are the inspiration for big puppets Chiyo and Kankuro use to fight with. Bunraku is a generic name used by most Japanese to refer to Puppet Theater. It refers to a particular theater actually founded in 1872. Since other theater troupes are older than that they don’t use this word to refer to what they do.
Kusa mochi- Mochi is a glutinous dough made from rice that can be filled with different treats like ice cream. This particular one is made using the powder from the leaves of the Japanese mugwort and is traditionally a spring desert usually served with soybean flour as a topping.
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