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The Blessed Realm	By : susanna Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Naruto, his friends and the world he lives in don't belong to me but to Masashi Kishimoto. I write this story only for my pleasure and I don't make any money with it.

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Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five: Ordinary Parents
Sasuke felt the man who had pretended to be Madara lose all tension – he mentally gave up. Without offering any resistance he allowed himself to be led to the next police-station, where the officers in charge started to interrogate him. They were not used, however, to people who refused to answer the initial questions about name, address and date of birth.
“I am no one, and I live nowhere,” the man said. “I have no identity, and I don't belong to any single town or country. My purpose is to turn the earth from the course of destruction it has taken, and to set it back on its true path. My purpose is to restore the powers of nature, chaos and order, life and death, creation and destruction, to their rightful position. I am no person. I am an agent of the world as it should be, and I live everywhere.”
The officer shook her head. “I did not ask you to tell me about your plans about the world. I only need your name and address. Also I have to advise you that everything you tell me beyond your name, address and date of birth may be used against you, so you should think twice before you inform us about your plans. So what's your name?”
“I am no one. I don't have a name.”
“He called himself Madara,” Sasuke said, trying to be of help.
“Uchiha Madara?”
“Yes.”
“Uchiha Madara has been dead for more than eighty years. Well, psychopaths often call themselves after historical rebels. It makes them feel greater than they are.”
She turned again to the man who had pretended to be Madara. “So now you tell us your name, or we will not only call our superiors but also a psychiatrist.”
Another woman, who had been sitting behind her desk until now, stood up and approached the group with a clipboard in her hands. “We need to talk to you, too,” she said. “You need to tell us what happened, and why you considered it necessary to bring the man with you. You first!”
Sasuke went with her and told her what had just happened, and also he told her about previous encounters with the masked man and most importantly that the man was the head of Akatsuki. After him, Naruto and the Ph.D.Student were interviewed. Luckily by the time when all of them had given testimony of what had happened some of the police people who had been watching over Sasuke and Naruto these last weeks had arrived at the police-station too and gave their account of what had happened, and as it was in accordance with the stories Sasuke, Naruto and the Ph.D.Student had told they were allowed to leave.
“I'm sorry that this happened,” Sasuke said when they parted. “You are probably not used to meeting powerful ninja from ancient times.”
“No need to apologize,” the Ph.D.Student answered. “I got you into that situation after all. And in the end he wasn't a powerful ninja from ancient times, but just a megalomaniac manipulative psychopath. Now I have to return to my dissertation. I hope to see you some other day: Both of you.”
“I hope so too,” Sasuke said. “I still need to know more about your book.”
“I also need to meet you,” Naruto added. “I have a lot of questions too.”
Being a practically-minded person the Ph.D.student insisted that they made an appointment, then they parted.
Both Sasuke and Naruto were silent on their way home, deeply lost in their thoughts. Sasuke spoke first:
“So what Itachi told me was not true in the end,” he said.
“What did he tell you?” Naruto asked.
“He said that for generations the Uchiha murdered their friends and blinded their siblings. He said that for generations the clan's fate was drenched in blood, and that corpses were piled up on its path. But it's not true. It's only Madara and a few of his followers who murdered their friends and blinded their siblings: Most people refused to do this and they were glad when the practice was stopped.”
“Did he really tell you this? Did he really believe it?”
“Yes. He told me to kill my best friend, that is you, in order to gain the Mangekyou Sharingan, and he wanted me to take his eyes. And I was stupid enough to believe him.”
He laid his arm around Naruto, making clear that he was glad that he had not followed Itachi's advice.
“I was twelve: I was not able to see through Itachi's lies.”
He looked now at his younger self the way people in Music Town looked at children: Still thinking that what he had done was wrong, but without hating hismelf for it. He had been a child: he would have needed help.
Naruto no longer felt any anger either. He was ready to regard twelve-year-old Sasuke as a child, and judge him as a child. “But did Itachi believe that your clan really committed all these crimes?”
Sasuke considered it. “Maybe he did. Maybe this was what people told him in order to murder our clan. If they were all evil, and drenched in blood, he'd do the world a favour if the killed them. It would be a way to cut his bonds to his own clan, he would not be a member of the Uchiha family any more. It did not work, and what they told him was not true.”
“Did you believe it to be true?”
“I was in doubt all the time. I hoped it wasn't true, but I did not have any proof. I knew so little about the history of my clan. Now I am glad that in the Uchiha clan murdering your friends and blinding your siblings was the exception, not the rule. Under Madara they forgot that it was a crime, but, well: the Uchiha were not better than other people, but not worse either: There were criminals among them, but not all of them were criminals, and at the time of the massacre the killing and blinding had stopped. They didn't deserve to die. I don't deserve to die.”
“You certainly don't deserve to die,” Naruto replied.
“My parents would not have wanted me to sacrifice my life and happiness for the sake of the clan. They would have wanted me to live happily, to continue the clan, and to restore the clan's honour by living honourably.”
“Definitely.”
“They were just like ordinary parents. They were like parents in Music Town.”
Naruto was silent. He was hardly able to follow Sasuke's words; he was busy with his own thoughts. “My father was was not like that,” he said. “He was ready to sacrifice me, and to seal the kyuubi into me.”
“He was pressured to do it,” Sasuke replied. “He did not want it. The population of Konoha wanted him to sacrifice you, or at least part of the population, and in the end he had to give in. He had no choice. If he had had a choice he would not have sealed the kyuubi into you, and he would have seen to it that he survived so that he could have raised you himself.”
“He could have refused.”
“Maybe. He would have had to leave Konoha then, and to raise you elsewhere.”
“Leaving Konoha might not have been that bad, actually.”
“He could not imagine it, I guess. He could not imagine forsaking the people of Konoha, even though they pressured him to sacrifice his own child. He sincerely believed he had no choice but to sacrifice himself, and you.”
He felt that Naruto was not content, so he continued to talk: “He did not want to seal the kyuubi into you. He loved you. He was not a bad man. He was like Itachi: he found himself in a situation where there was no good way out.”
He felt that his words did not reach Naruto. When they arrived at their place he made Naruto sit down on the sofa, he prepared him some tea, then he sat down next to him and made him rest his head on his shoulder, and then even lean his head against his chest, while Sasuke held him like a little child.
“We'll manage,” he said. “We've tamed the kyuubi, and we've got Madara arrested. We found people who care.”
With time Naruto calmed down and began to return Sasuke's caresses. He remembered how as a child he had dreamt of being the Yondaime's son, and how this dream had kept him going when he had felt lonely and desperate, but now that the dream had become true there was the problem that his own father had been ready to sacrifice him, and no matter how much he tried, he could not reconcile himself with this fact. There was no way back to his former innocence.
The next morning they were called to the head of the police's office again. He congratulated them to finally arresting Madara, or the man who had pretended to be Madara, but he also told them off for taking such a great risk.
“We didn't,” Sasuke said. “We are powerful ninja after all. And the man only pretended to be Madara.”
The head of the police shrugged. “He's behind prison bars now, and you got out of the confrontation without being hurt, so everything is fine. We have made another attempt to interrogate him, but he still refuses to tell his name. He loves to talk about his ideas, however: he thinks that the whole world is rotten and that he will destroy it and rebuild it from scratch according to his ideas. We are still not certain whether he is a case for the judiciary system or rather for forensic psychiatry. We've lost one interrogator, however: she tried to explain to us why the man's ideas actually make sense, and why it was a good thing that finally someone dared to say this. We could not talk her out of it. He also still refuses to take off his mask, and this afternoon we will discuss how long we will wait until we take it from him by force. Zetsu and Kisame have already said that they recognize the man, so it's confirmed that he's the head of Akatsuki. Maybe we will need you later again to confirm his identity too, and to act as witnesses.”
“I have once seen his face without his mask, so maybe I can be of help there too.”
“We'll come back to it. In any case, we'll keep you informed about the progress we make.”
“I've another request,” Sasuke said. “But I don't want to discuss it in front of Naruto.”
“Well, then... But remember: love does not thrive when you hide important facts from your partner.”
“This is the other kind of secret.”
“If you say so...” The head of the police looked at Naruto. “I guess you'll have to wait outside.”

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