Kankeros pov

I straightened up my tie as I stared in the mirror. My wedding day, the most important day of any man's life is today. I need to look perfect. Kiba deserves perfect.

"Here let me help you" gaara helped straighten my tie.

"Thanks gaara" I smiled greatfully.

"Don't mention it. As your best man it's my job to make you look good and feel relaxed on the big day" when he finished straightening me out he gave me a reassuring smile "you're ready for this. Let's go"

"Okay" I nodded greatfully. What did I do to deserve such a wonderful brother?

*Time skip*

I stood at the altar as I waited for kiba to walk down that aisle in anticipation. He hasn't gotten cold feet has he-no! Get it together kankero. Don't just jump to the worst possible conclusion!

My racing thoughts were cut short by the doors swinging open and the music started up. He walked up to me in the most beautiful white suit. Yep. I'm one lucky guy.

*Time skip*

"Hey I'm doing okay at this whole dancing thing" kiba grinned as we spun around together.

"Told ya I'd look after you" I winked at him.

"Yeah you always have" he smiled softly "I wish mom and hana could have been here"

"I know love" I kissed the top of his head "I know that right now they're looking down at you, so proud of how far you've come"

"I bet your mom's doing the same thing" he smiled.

I cracked a smile as I held him close, happy to have him in my life.