Disclaimer: Don't own.

AN: This is a continuation to "Caring for you", then "Progression" and then "Bliss". Will be NC.17 eventually...as in next chapter.

They were sitting on the floor, at the coffee table, papers everywhere along with ribbons and fabric samples. There was about three weeks left to their wedding. Iruka took a sip from his tea and looked at the older man sitting next to him when he let out a deep sigh.

"Isn't Sakura supposed to do this?" he asked, fumbling with a deep blue ribbon, considering it.

"Well, she can't do everything," he put his cup down, "More like she shouldn't."

Kakashi sighed again, and looked at their To-Do list, "So how about this color for the ribbon that has to go around the silverware and stuff?"

"Blue for our color theme?"

Kakashi nodded, "Sure, better than Red or Green."

Iruka looked at the other two samples. True, Red was too…morbid in a way, and Green reminded him too much of a certain green spandex man. He smiled and nodded, "Yeah, blue is good." After thinking about it some more, he realized that it suited both of them quite nicely, "That means we both need blue bow ties and vest for our tux."

Kakashi couldn't help but grin when he envisioned the younger man in a tuxedo, "Ok. That's decided," he checked it off the list, "How about…cake?"

Iruka shrugged, "I don't know." That earned him a glare from the older man, "Uh…"

"'I don't know' isn't a flavor, Ruru," he smiled, "How about we narrow it down to three?"

"Ok, like what?"

Kakashi shrugged, "How about Chocolate, Strawberry, or vanilla."

Iruka considered, "How about all three?"

Kakashi quirked an eyebrow, "Hm?"

"We can have a three layer cake?"

Kakashi chuckled, "Why is that a question?"

Iruka blushed, "Uh. We can have a three layer cake."

"Ok, that sounds good. Vanilla on top though, so it'll be the smallest one."

"Why?"

"'Cause that's a boring flavor."

Iruka laughed, "Okay," he checked it off the list, "How about…for food, we keep it simple and serve chicken, let them choose the sides and whatever."

Kakashi chuckled, "Fine by me, but I'm getting my seafood by the end of the day."

Iruka blushed and cleared his throat, "Anyway," he checked that off the list, "Ok, we'll let Sakura decide the band?"

"m hmm," he hummed in agreement and looked at his copy of the list, "Ah, have you decided on your best man?"

Iruka glanced at the older man, intently looked at his checklist, "Uh…no."

Kakashi chuckled, "Can't decide between the two?"

Iruka leaned back against the couch and sighed, "I can't choose one without the other feeling left out or something. I would choose Naruto, but he's been busy lately and will barely make it on time for the ceremony."

Kakashi considered for a moment, "Why not think of someone else?"

"I wanted to choose someone that is close to me, you know? Like you chose Gai."

Kakashi nodded in understanding, "Well, about how we do Rock,Paper, Scissors. I'll be Genma, and you'll be Raidou, best out of three wins."

Iruka frowned, "What are you five?"

Kakashi smirked, "Do you have a better idea?"

Iruka frowned, and lifted a fist.

"Rock Paper Scissors."

"Scissors!"

"Rock!" Kakashi said, "Hah! I win!"

"Kakashi! This is important!"

"Sorry, Sorry," he lifted his fist.

"Rock Paper Scissors."

"Paper!"

"Scissors!" Kakashi smiled, "So Genma it is."

Iruka nodded, "Ok."

"Are you alright with that?"

"Yeah…it's just…what about Raidou?"

Kakashi frowned a bit, and thought for a while, "You know, I was thinking the other day…whose going to walk down the aisle?"

Iruka quirked an eyebrow, "Well, I'm taking your name, so shouldn't I?" Kakashi nodded, letting the gears click into place. Iruka blinked, "Oh! Raidou can walk me down the aisle!"

"There you go, now everyone is happy," he smiled and check it off the reminders portion of the list.

"But," Iruka frowned, "What about Naruto?"

"You just said…"

"I know, but…he could do something that doesn't need a rehearsal, you know?"

"Ring bearer…?"

Iruka hesitated before nodding, "Ok…I just hope he doesn't lose the rings."

"Don't say that…," Kakashi frowned, "It might happen now."

Iruka looked at the list again, "I know someone that will be great for the flower…flower girl?"

"Flower girl?"

Iruka glared, "I'm not a girl!"

Kakashi quirked an eyebrow, "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Isn't that what brides need?"

"Yeah…but…Don't the petal represent something?" he looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember, "I know they mean something. But just because they are petals, doesn't mean they have to be something girly. We can go with something traditional like rose petals."

Iruka considered it, "Ok. Ok fine."

Kakashi chuckled, "Who then?"

"A student of mine, I'll ask her parents," he checked it off the list, "Ok…what else?"

Kakashi looked at the list, and a tan digit pointed at something he overlooked, "Dancing?"

Iruka nodded, "It's a tradition for the bride and groom, in this case, grooms, to share their first dance as husbands together at the reception," he looked at the older man, and noticed a light blush on the pale cheeks, "Kakashi?"

"I…uh…don't know how to dance," he admitted.

Iruka smiled, "Well, we need to remedy that, now don't we?" he stood and walked to his stereo, and thumbed through his CDs.

"W-what? Now?" Kakashi asked a bit surprised.

Iruka looked back at the older man, "Why not?"

Kakashi couldn't think of an excuse, but did feel himself blush again. He heard music play in the back ground, it was a slow, soft melody. Iruka gestured to join him, so he got up a bit hastily, earning him a chuckle from the younger man.

"For the dance, it's nothing complicated, just a simple slow dance. So I'll teach you how to lead," he slowly pushed the coffee table out of the way.

"If you know how to dance…then why don't you lead?"

Iruka smiled, "Don't want to be leading all the time."

"All the time?"

Iruka nodded, "There more than one dance we need to do," he took the older man's left hand and placed it on his shoulder, taking his right into his own, and placed his free hand on the small of the older man's back. He smiled at the light blush crossing his fiancée's cheeks, "Just follow my lead," they began moving in the small space, and Kakashi only managed to step on the younger man's toes once, "Stop looking down," he smiled when the lone blue eye snapped to his instead of the floor. The song ended and he held the older man tighter when it felt he was going to keep going, "Think you got it?" Another song began, still keeping its slow tempo and melody. They switched hand positions and Iruka looked into the uncertain blue eye, "Just lead, and I'll follow. Follow the melody and don't go too fast."

Kakashi nodded and began to move, and successfully stepped on the younger man's toes, "Sorry."

Iruka shook his head, a smile on his lips, "If you're uncertain, that makes me uncertain."

Kakashi nodded and began to move again, they went through several steps without stepping on each other's toes, he managed to keep the tempo right but there was something that was bothering Iruka.

"Stop looking down," he said softly, and the silver head snapped up.

"Sorry."

Iruka smiled, "You're feet aren't going to go anywhere, if that's what you're worried about." They turned and moved around the room, "You're doing really well."

Kakashi smiled and held the younger man closer when the song ended, "Good enough?"

Iruka nodded, "Good enough," he tipped his head up to make up for their height difference and sealed their lips in a soft kiss. He rested his head on a strong shoulder as they began to sway with the music, "We still have a lot to plan, huh?"

Kakashi kissed the tan forehead, "Yeah."

Iruka wrapped his arms around the older man's neck and buried his face into his crook, suddenly overcome by a surge of unnamed emotion.

Kakashi held him just as tight.

One week later…

"Why do I feel as if I'm forgetting something?" Kakashi asked when Gai walked into the living with two cups of tea.

"Maybe you are," Gai said with a surprisingly serious tone, handing Kakashi a cup of tea.

Kakashi frowned, "Like what?"

"Well...have you picked out a present for Iruka?"

Kakashi froze, "Present?"

Gai gave him a bright smile, nodding, "Bride and groom…er…in this case grooms, give their…groom a gift, a wedding present of sorts."

"Gai, is there anything else I might have forgotten before I start freaking out?"

Gai thought for a while, "How are your wedding vows coming along?"

Kakashi felt like slamming his head against the wall, "Why are you telling me this until now?! You're the best man! You're suppose to warn me ahead of time! Not two weeks before the wedding!"

Gai waved his hand, trying to calm the jounin down, "I thought you knew –."

"Knew?" he asked shocked, "How would I -."

"Calm down Kakashi," Gai said gently, "this isn't something to freak out over. The present needs some thought, and the valves come from the heart. I recommend to write them down so that you won't go blank at the ceremony."

Kakashi sighed, "Alright. What can I get for Iruka?"

Gai smiled, "That's something I can't decide for you. It has to mean something to the both of you."

Kakashi nodded and finished his tea. He had to think, "Anything else?"

Gai pulled out a sheet of paper, "I took care of your tux, you just need to go in a try it on," he raised a hand when the jounin was about to say something, "Don't worry, there's a mask involved."

Kakashi nodded.

"So, go in sometime today, alright? As for anything else…," he scanned the paper, "Nothing to really worry about."

"Alright," he stood to take his leave, "Thank you, Gai."

Gai stood and placed a firm hand on the jounin's shoulder, "Anything for my eternal rival!"

"I still don't understand," the senbon twitched, and the bushy haired man behind him gave his back a blank look.

Iruka sighed, "What don't you understand?"

"What am I suppose to do?"

"Genma, if you don't want to do this –," he paused when Genma raised his hand, and removed his senbon with the other, an odd gesture.

"I didn't say that, Iruka. I just don't want to mess up anything for you," he frowned, a serious look on his face.

Iruka smiled, "I'm sure you won't Genma, besides you have Raidou to keep you in check." He heard Raidou chuckle.

Genma continued frowning, "Are you sure you want me to be your best man?"

"You've been a good friend to me, Genma, you've been there when I needed advise of any sort," he placed a firm hand on the jounin's shoulder, "I trust you with this."

Genma's frown turned into smile, "Alright," he stood to retrieve a piece of paper, glaring at the scarred jounin when he had it, "Well, you have to go in and try on your tux. You should do that sometime today. And uh…"

"Wedding vows," Raidou whispered, smiling when he saw a blush cross his lover's cheeks. Genma glared at him and replaced his senbon.

"Yeah, wedding vows."

Iruka nodded, "Their…in the process…of being completed."

Both jounin gave him a blank look.

Iruka blushed, "Don't worry about it."

Genma frowned before returning his attention to the paper, "Ah, the present."

"Uh…that is also in the process..."

"Iruka, do you even know what to get him?"

Iruka sighed, "He's difficult when it comes to presents, but I have an idea, and I really hope he likes it."

Genma quirked an eyebrow, "What?"

Iruka smirked, "I'm not telling you."

Before Genma had a chance to protest he was interrupted but an arm around his waist.

"Have you reserved our tuxes too?"

Genma glared, "I wouldn't forget something like that!"

Raidou unwraped his arm, "Just making sure."

Genma looked back at the chunin, blushing at the amused look on his face. He cleared his throat and his senbon clicked, "Anyway. I think that's all you have to really worry about. We'll talk to Gai and Sakura and make sure everything is going as planned."

Iruka nodded and stood to take his leave, "Thank you, Genma."

"I'll keep an eye on him," Raidou commented.

Genma grinned, "We'll see who keeps an eye on whom."

Iruka chuckled and left before things got a bit…out of hand.

Kakashi walked into the tuxedo shop, a bit nervous, and just didn't know what to expect. A short middle age woman came from behind a rack of suits, smiling brightly at him.

"May I help you?" she said, her voice gentle yet kind.

"Hi, uh, I have a tux I need to try on?"

She nodded and moved to the counter, stepping on a stepping stool to adjust her height, "Name?"

"Hatake Kakashi," his fingers began drumming on the counter, making the sales lady look up at him from over her frames, a smile on her round face.

"Ah! Here it is," she memorized the number and disappeared among the aisles of suits.

He heard the bell over the door ring and looked back, and found a surprised looking chunin.

"Kakashi," Iruka chuckled, "You have to try on your tux too?"

Kakashi blushed, "Yeah, she's getting it."

The short woman reappeared, "I heard the door, might as well get both while I'm back there, name?"

"Umino Iruka."

She looked at her list and memorized the numbers and names, "Alright, be back in a sec." She disappeared back into the aisles.

"No peeking," Iruka said softly, earning him a confusing look from the jounin. He smiled, "It's bad luck."

Kakashi chuckled, "You don't actually believe that do you?"

Iruka shrugged, "Makes things fun."

The woman reappeared, two black suit carries in tow, "Hatake Kakashi," she handed him the suit with a tag that had his name on it, "And Umino Iruka."

"Thank you," Iruka said with a smile.

She sweetly smiled back, "The fitting rooms are just through those doors."

Iruka took a step at the same time Kakashi did, eyeing each other.

"Is there something wrong?"

Iruka blushed, "Uh…Kakashi, you go ahead, I'll wait until you're done."

"There is more than one fitting room back there."

Kakashi felt himself blush, and cleared his throat, "Well, you see…isn't it bad luck for the groom to see his groom before the wedding?"

The short woman's smile grew wider, "Oh I see! Of course, I understand," he moved from behind the counter and gestured the men to follow, "You," she pointed at Kakashi, "Go into that one, and you," she pointed at Iruka, "Go into that one. I'll come and check on you after a while." She smiled brightly at them, "Oh how exciting!" She hurried away and disappeared among the aisles of suits again.

Kakashi chuckled, "No peeking."

Iruka blushed, but grinned anyway, "I'm not the pervert."

"We'll see about that."

Behind a closed door, Kakashi looked at himself on the full length mirror or the rather roomy fitting room. It felt surreal, looking at himself in a tuxedo, not a suit, a tuxedo, complete with a blue silk vest and bow tie. The new soft mask felt odd as well. He tugged on the end of the tux and stood up straighter; making sure the length was alright. He sat on the bench and stood again. He nodded and stared at himself. But soon he found himself thinking of the younger man in the next room, a smile tugging on his lips. He nearly jumped when he heard a soft knock at his door.

"Hatake-san, do you need any help?"

"Uh no, I think it fits alright."

"Let me have a look."

Kakashi slowly opened the stall and let the short woman in. Her eyes approving him.

"You look handsome," she whispered, smiling as she straightened his collar. He blushed as the woman gently turned his back to the mirror, "Seems to be the right size. Nothing feels too loose or anything?"

He shook his head.

She patted his back, "Alright, you're set. Hang it back up and I'll take it at the counter," she smiled brightly at him, "I'm going to go check on your fiancée."

Kakahsi blushed at the word, and watched the short woman leave his room, closing the door behind her. Fiancée…he smiled, Soon to be husband. He felt a flutter in his heart.

Kakashi waited for the sales woman at the counter, his tux over his shoulder. He looked over when he heard a door open, a blushing chunin making his way to the counter, the short woman giggled next to him.

"Alright," she took the tuxes from the two men, "Pick them up next week."

Both men nodded, giving their thanks as they left the tuxedo shop. They made their way down the road, before the younger man began chuckling.

"Hm?" Kakashi quirked an eyebrow, his mask hiding his smile, but the younger man knew it was there.

"Nothing," Iruka blushed and leaned in against the older man, "I just feel really happy."

Kakashi wrapped his arm around the younger man's shoulders, "Me too, Ruru." He pulled them to a stop, "I have to go that way, I'll see you later."

Iruka nodded, "Alright," he hesitated and gave the older man a peck on the cheek, "I'll see you later."

Kakashi felt himself blush again, and grinned like a fool all the way to a secluded area, were he found a tall tree that over looked that village, pulled out a piece of paper and pen, and began to work on his wedding vows.

Kakashi walked into their apartment a few hours later, freezing when he found the younger man soundly sleeping on the couch. He smiled and toed off his shoes and slipped off his mask. He walked over to the younger man, gingerly stroking a tan cheek, smiling when the younger man sighed and leaned into the touch. He wrapped an arm around the younger man's torso, another under his knees, and picked the sleeping man off the couch. His smiled grew when the younger man snuggled closer to him instead of stirring awake. He kissed the tan forehead and took his sleeping fiancée to the bedroom, gently laying him on the bed, and took his side of the bed, spooning up against the warm body, feeling completely content with his love in his arms.