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The Blessed Realm	By : susanna Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter One Hundred Eleven: Limits for the Kyuubi
Naruto had no choice but to accept the young people's offer. At the front door they even suggested to accompany him to his flat, but he told them that Sasuke would be waiting for him upstairs. This finally made them leave him: They trusted Sasuke to look after him. (Actually Naruto's main reason for telling them not to go upstairs was that he did not want Sasuke to see him return protected by a couple of women (and some men too), or return and see the flat full of guests whose presence Naruto would have to explain.)
Sasuke was not waiting, and he did not return for about an hour. Naruto was partly used to this by now, as working on different shifts had become normal to them, but he was still not good at spending time on his own – it reminded him of the lonely weeks in Music Town before Sasuke's arrival, and even worse, the horrible first years of his life. Normally he sought other company on these occasions, his fellow dancers mostly, and tonight for the first time the people at the riverside, and normally he saw that he returned later than Sasuke, but tonight Madara's appearance had ruined that plan.
Now Naruto had to spend an hour on his own. He tried to read, but he found it difficult to focus on his book. His thoughts were rumbling in his head: he was wasting his time in Music Town, he thought. Sasuke was content training to be a policeman, but he wasn't. He had only accepted the job because being with Sasuke was better than going to some ordinary school, surrounded by teenagers of his own age who had never left Music Town and who had never done anything for real. He enjoyed going on parole with some fully-trained colleague, but of the theoretical stuff they learnt he was only interested in what was most general and least specific to being a policeman. (With Sasuke it was the other way round.)
Sasuke had an aim he thought: Becoming a policeman and continuing his clan's tradition. His own aim had been to become Hokage in Konoha (thus also continuing his family's tradition), but this was not possible while he remained in Music Town, and to achieve true, lasting peace, but no one here took his dream seriously. People explained to him why he could not change the situation in Konoha, and they made clear to him that his ideas about peace were childish. Not even at the police's project for difficult children where he and Sasuke taught the kids taijutsu they trusted him to solve conflicts: last time he had tried to end an argument between some kids first by reminding them that they were both part of the same project, and then by making some jokes and trying to divert them, some of the grown-up women who led the project had taken over, simply telling the kids to stop fighting, and then asking them one by one what it had all been about. Later they had advised Naruto not to try to solve difficult conflicts on his own.
Only that for all their supposed cleverness none of these people here in Music Town had ever offered him a feasible plan how to drive Danzou out of office, and while they laughed at Madara and his suggestion that sacrifices might be necessary to achieve peace they did not have any idea how to promote peace between the ninja countries. They were content with the petty, fragile peace they had achieved for their own town. They did not care about peace in the ninja countries because they profited from them being at war. They had no dreams larger than their own town, and they did not know that sometimes sacrifices are necessary to make your dreams come true.
Though he would not sacrifice Killerbee, would he? He could not imagine Killerbee, whom he considered a friend by now, being killed, not even for true, lasting peace for the hundreds of millions inhabitants of the ninja countries, or even the billions of people in the rest of the world. It did not matter whether you sacrificed one person, or hundreds of thousands.
Madara was crazy and evil, he reminded himself. He should not fall for him. He should not give his consent to Killerbee's death, least of all if that was the price for saving his own life. He would not live while Killerbee died. Madara was evil – his plans for peace were bound to be corrupted.
When Sasuke returned he noticed that Naruto was not his usual self. He began to act careful around him, but he did not know how to ask him what was on his mind, or whether something had happened (and also he thought he knew what was troubling him: Naruto still felt bad about the interview that had gone wrong.)
Their fellow dancers also noticed that something was wrong: Normally it was Sasuke who received most of the criticism: for not smiling, for being too stiff, for being not gentle enough, for being too introverted. Now, however, it was Naruto who got criticized – for making mistakes with the steps themselves, for not allowing himself to be led, for not looking at people, but at the ceiling, and even for not smiling. Naruto knew that he was not focussed, he knew that he was not contacting the men around him and flirting with them as he usually did. He was not interested in them, after all – he was interested in peace, and in Konoha, but not in them. He was wasting his time here. He could not smile.
On their way home Sasuke laid his arm around Naruto's shoulders: “I don't mind if you don't always smile: I like you serious too.”
When they had sex Naruto was absent-minded, too, but Sasuke was already used to it: he knew that Naruto was communicating with the kyuubi. It was worse than on other days, though: Naruto did not seem to stop talking to it.
“You should consider Madara's offer,” the kyuubi said. “If I got extracted without you getting killed you could be proud of having created true, lasting peace, and I'd be free again to roam the ninja countries, powerful as in my old days.”
“You wouldn't be free,” Naruto replied. “You'd be subdued by Madara. That's not what you want.”
The kyuubi didn't answer.
“I care. I offer you my friendship. I offer you Sasuke's friendship too.”
“I don't need his friendship. I offer you power. Even the power to create peace.”
Sasuke was busy giving Naruto a blow-job. He wished that he would just focus on his pleasure.
The next morning Naruto told him that they should contact Killerbee again: he was ready for the next step of their project of taming the kyuubi. They sought out Killerbee and agreed to meet as soon as possible. (It wasn't easy, as the boys had a full schedule at the police, and Killerbee was busy recording a new album.) They found a day and a time, however, and met on the former garbage hill of Music Town.
“Have you practised talking to the kyuubi, and does he listen to you and answer you?” Killerbee asked.
“Yes,” Naruto replied. “I talk and explain to it that Sasuke is a friend and that it should learn to be friends with him too.”
“Okay. The next step is that you allow his chakra to flow through the chakra channels of your own body. Be careful: Don't use his whole chakra. Also make sure that you keep talking to him, and ask him for his cooperation.”
“Jiraiya already taught me to use the kyuubi's chakra,” Naruto said. “Ask it to lend you its chakra, and then let the chakra flow through your chakra channels, and mix it with your own. But when I did so there was always a point where the kyuubi would take over.”
“How did that happen?”
Naruto told of his fights against Orochimaru and Pain: “I was out of my mind with anger then. Defeating my enemy was all that counted.” It then came to his mind how once Jiraiya had tried to train him and how this had almost resulted in Jiraiya's death. “I once tried to use the kyuubi outside a fight, and this went wrong too. When there were four tails I lost control.”
“How did that go?”
“I was training – training to fight actually. Jiraiya had to tease me and get me in fighting mood, or I would not have been able to access the kyuubi's chakra. When I first trained he even had to get me into a situation where my life was in danger if I did not manage to use the kyuubi's chakra.”
“So now you try to release the kyuubi's chakra without the intention to fight anyone, not even for sparring. Be careful with the tails – let them build one by one. Maybe it's best not to create any tail at all today, and next time we train you create one tail, and then two, and so on. Keep talking to the kyuubi all the time. Sasuke will be your back-up.”
Both boys nodded, and Sasuke, taking his role literally, took position at Naruto's side, but also a step behind him. Naruto closed his eyes and turned his mind inside, to the place where the kyuubi was waiting for him behind cage bars.
“I'm going to release some of your chakra,” he said. “not all of it – just some.”
“So you've changed your mind,” the kyuubi replied. “You want to make use of my power.”
“I don't,” Naruto replied. “I just want to give you a sense of freedom. I want to give you an idea what it might feel like if we were friends, and if you were friends with Sasuke too, and if I could trust you not to hurt anyone when you are free.”
“Free to do anything that's okay to your, or to your friends,” the kyuubi said.
“Better than staying in your cage all the time. - So give me some of your chakra: it's not for fighting, only for enjoyment. You'll feel it. You'll feel what being my friend might mean to you. You'll feel what being with people might feel like.”
The kyuubi nodded. “I'll give it a try.”
The kyuubi let its chakra flow through the bars of the cage, and Naruto let it flow through his chakra channels. It was a long time since he had last done this intentionally, without being overcome by fear and anger, and he had almost forgotten how this felt, and of the incidents when the kyuubi had gone out of control he had hardly any memory at all, only that he had felt as if he was burning, burning with anger, and that the anger had obscured every other emotion and also his ability to think.
It had been different when he had first called the kyuubi during his training for the third part of the chuunin exam, it had been different when he fought Sasuke in the Valley of the End, and it had been different when he had trained with Jiraiya during their journeys. Then he had remained conscious, and anger had not been the dominating emotion (if he had felt any anger at all), but the kyuubi's chakra in his body had still felt as if it was burning. It was burning now, too, his legs and arms no longer seemed to belong to him, so that he had difficulties to control them. He knew that if the chakra rose to his head he'd lose control quickly.
He heard Killerbee's voice: “It's enough,” and he pushed the chakra back into the cage. His hands and feet ceased to burn.
“You went all stiff,” Killerbee said while Naruto slowly returned to normal. “You need to learn to move while using the kyuubi's chakra, and also to talk and think when you're in that state. Though as a first step, it will be a good idea if you don't forget to breathe. I thought that this was not the first time that you invoked the kyuubi's chakra.”
“It wasn't,” Naruto said. “It was just a long time ago that I did it outside a fight. Fighting is what the kyuubi wants. In a fight he can make me move.”
“Being in contact with the kyuubi outside a fight, and not letting him dictate your movements is what our training is about,” Killerbee said.
Naruto nodded.
“Don't let him paralyze you. Don't let him control your actions.”
“I'll try again,” Naruto replied, and when Killerbee had given his consent and Sasuke had taken his former position, he again turned inwards to the place where the kyuubi was waiting for him in his cage.
“So that's what you spoke about, being with your so-called friends,” the kyuubi said.
“They're real friends, not so-called friends,” Naruto replied. “You'll understand when you know them better.”
“They don't want to know me better. They want me tame and in control, doing only what they want.”
“That's not true. They want you outside, meaning that they do care about you. They are here to support both you and me. So lend me your chakra again, so that I can let it flow through my chakra channels, and learn to move while I am in that state.”
The kyuubi nodded again, and it seemed as if it were smiling. Its chakra flowed out of the cage and into Naruto's chakra channels. It was more than the first time, and it burnt again. Naruto remembered Killerbee's advice to move, but having no idea what to do this was difficult. He settled for going in small circles.
“Breathe,” Killerbee said. “The kyuubi's chakra is in your body now, but you still need oxygen to balance it, otherwise you will draw on the kyuubi's chakra for mere survival.”
“The chakra is all around you now, too,” Sasuke said.
Naruto turned to him and saw that he had activated his Sharingan.
“I told you not to use it,” he said.
“I need to see what's going on,” Sasuke replied. “I'm your back-uo after all.”
More of the kyuubi's chakra was rushing into Naruto's body. He tried to hold it back, but it didn't work, and then it was also entering his head.
“Remove the tail,” Killerbee said. “We discussed it before: no tails today.”
“You see, they only want to grant me freedom within the limits they've set for me,” they kyuubi said.
Naruto tried to push back the kyuubi's chakra, and to get a clear mind again. He knew that he should be able to do that – he had just done it, hadn't he – but he was angry now, angry at Sasuke for using his Sharingan on him, angry at Killerbee for telling him what to do and what not to do. The chakra did not flow back into the cage, instead more and more came out of it, and Naruto was not able to keep it out of his head. Also he no longer could control whether he was in the real world or in his own mind: one moment he saw Sasuke and Killerbee and the landscape around them, the next moment he stood again in front of the kyuubi's cage.
Then suddenly Sasuke stood next to him in front of the kyuubi's cage, looking into the kyuubi's eyes, then lifting his hands as if he wanted to stop someone, or something, and indeed the chakra flow stopped in obedience to the gesture while when Naruto had actually put his hands into the red liquid nothing had happened. Sasuke made a gesture as if he was shoving the chakra back into the cage, and again it obeyed to his movements.
Slowly Naruto's mind got clear again, and he found himself standing on the lawn with Sasuke and Killerbee. When he looked into Sasuke's eyes he saw a pattern he had never seen before.

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