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 Forty-Nine: Quite Stupid
There were more than two hundred wagons and groups, meaning that the parade lasted for several hours. When it was over people left to have lunch, and the police took down the barrier again. Sasuke dismounted and gave his horse a cookie, then together with Naruto he went back to the head quarter of the police where he cared for his horse and where they changed into civilian clothes. Together they went to the place where Juugo's fostermothers lived, and there they met Sakura who was busy explaining to the young boys that she was a ninja too, and that being a med nin did not make her less of a ninja. During lunch they discussed the parade and which wagons and which music they liked best. To Sasuke's and Naruto's surprise Sakura had a clear opinion about the music she liked best. “There's always been music at my family's place,” she said. “My mother plays the piano, and my father the trumpet, but mostly they played their CD-player. They loved Jazz.” After lunch when they had coffee respectively tea (Sakura had already tried the new beverage and discovered that she liked coffee with sirup) they were finally ready to discuss the serious stuff. “I've read the newspaper you told me to buy in the morning,” Sakura said. “There's an article on Konoha inside. Danzou's conflict with Hinata is in the open now. He claims the child she's expecting, and he also claims Kurenai's little son, who's only a few moths old.” “What do you mean?” Naruto asked. “He wants them to be raised as members of Root.” “At an age when they can't even walk?” “He wants them to be raised in the knowledge that they're ninja of the Leaf right from the beginning. He doesn't want their parents to give them strange ideas.” Naruto was speechless. “It's a common weapon of dictators,” one of Juugo's fostermothers explained. “Take children from their real families and give them to loyal families for adoption. The aim is twofold: make certain that the kids are loyal, and break the parents' hearts.” “Which family will take the child?” Naruto asked. Sakura shrugged. “We have not heard of any concrete family, actually. Maybe there's some people at Root who know how to look after little children.” “What are your friends going to do?” the second woman asked. “Kurenai managed to fight off the first attempt to abduct her son. She suspects, however, that this first attempt was a half-hearted one, and that the next time Danzou will strike with full force. Now she has fled to the Hyuuga clan's compound, which is the easiest place to defend. She used to be Hinata's mentor after all. Neji and the other fighters of the clan have promised to help her fight off any further attempt to attack her and her son.” “And else?” the first woman asked again. “Do people in Konoha know about this? Are there any families that might take in the child?” “I'm not certain. When I left Konoha only a few of us knew about Danzou's plans: Hinata, myself, my mother, and Shikamaru's mother: all of us who have been working against Danzou for quite some time. But now I read about his plans in the newspaper. Hinata must have decided to speak about them.” “Or some other people who knew about the plans could not keep their mouth shut. Or Danzou himself wanted to make them public.” Sasuke and Naruto were still too shocked about these new plans to say anything. “In the end it might come useful to you and your friends,” the second woman said. “People normally don't approve of having their children taken from them, and if it happens to one family it can happen to all.” “Is the child's mother known as an opponent of Danzou?” the first woman asked. “Not really,” Sakura answered. “She's a friend, but she's busy with her baby and can't contribute much to our work.” “Then it's a problematic move for Danzou. People may understand that a child can't grow up with a family that does not agree to the village's ideology, but they won't understand that a random child should be taken from his mother.” “The child's not random,” Sakura replied. “He's the Third Hokage's grandson.” “But the Third Hokage was popular, wasn't he?” “Danzou tries to convince people that it was the Third Hokage's weakness and softness that caused Konoha's decline.” “He must be desperate,” the second woman said. “He can't believe that people will believe him. He must know that everyone knows that Konoha's decline happened during his time as Hokage.” “He tries to blame it on Tsunade,” Sakura said. “He can't believe that people will believe him,” the woman repeated. “He must know that his power is crumbling, so that now he's resorting to desperate measures. It's just that – you know, I would have expected him to last a bit longer. Normally, tyrants know that they need the support of the majority of the population. When they lose it their time is over. Danzou never knew how to secure it.” Sakura smiled. “He's quite a stupid dictator compared to other tyrants,” the first woman said. The women's logic escaped both Sasuke and Naruto: Danzou's oppression was worse than ever, but they saw it as a sign of weakness. Sakura, however, smiled again. “I've left Konoha not only because of Hinata,” she said. “Actually, if I had known about Hinata, I would have stayed. I left Konoha because of Sai, and because of what we found in the archives of the Hokage Tower. Tsunade gave us some hints where we should look for documents on the consultations about the Uchiha massacre. We still hoped to find the proceedings of the decisive meeting of the council as proof that your family was murdered on orders of the Leaf.” She looked at Sasuke now, and then at Naruto. “We did not find these proceedings, but we found something else: We found the correspondence between Danzou and Madara. Well, Danzou called him Madara: he had no idea he wasn't the real Madara. Still apparently he was able to summon the kyuubi, and he did so when Danzou asked him to do so. We still don't know the exact details of the agreement, but we think that they both profited from it so there was no need to give Madara any kind of reward.” “I guessed so,” Sasuke said. “Do you remember that lecture on the history of Konoha? The attack of the kyuubi came quite convenient to Danzou.” “So Danzou's responsible for my father's death, for the destruction of the village at the time of my birth, and for the fact that I'm the kyuubi's jinchuuriki.” Until now, Naruto had detested Danzou because of what he had done to Sasuke and his family, and because of how he was ruining the village now. He had not expected the wave of hatred and anger that engulfed him now. Sasuke laid his arm around him and drew him closer to himself. “I've brought you the letters Danzou and Madara wrote to each other,” Sakura said, “if you want to have a look at them.” She laid them on the table. Naruto took them and began to read, holding them in a way that allowed Sasuke to read them too. “It's because of these letters that I left Konoha. It's too dangerous to keep them there. If I was caught with them I'd be locked away, just like Sai, and the letters would be destroyed. But they must not be destroyed: they are proof that in order to obtain power he did not shrink away from having the whole village destroyed by the kyuubi.” “What are you going to do with them?” one of the women asked. “Keep them somewhere where they're safe.” “But here they're useless. People in Konoha must know about them.” “But I can't show them to everyone. The risk is just too high.” “I can take them to the newspaper,” Sasuke said. “They'll be happy about them.” “And then?” Sakura asked. “They'll print them. Then you can keep the originals and see that they're safe in Music Town, and at the same time all those who are interested in the fate of Konoha can read them.” “People in Konoha can't read Music Town's newspapers,” one of the two women remarked. “Danzou prevents them from being imported, and when they're imported, he sees that they're censored.” “They're read anyway,” Sakura said. “We've always managed to lay hands on a few copies and smuggle them into Konoha. They're passed around then. We did that with the Gutsy ninja, and also with the issue of Urban Lady that contained your interview. It just takes some time.” “So people will learn that Danzou never cared about Konoha's wellbeing,” Naruto said. “They should have understood this from his present actions, shouldn't they?” the other woman said. Naruto was silent: he still felt the pain of what he had heard. Sakura looked at Sasuke: “We also found documents about the clan council's decision to relocate your family,” she said. “There was a long discussion. Apparently your family were accused of wanting the kyuubi for themselves.” Sasuke stiffened. Naruto, who was still leaning against him, caressed his hands. For a short moment Sakura looked at Naruto, then her eyes turned to Sasuke again. “It seems that after the kyuubi's attack the question how to deal with Naruto arose. Minato had died when he had banned the kyuubi to the underworld, and Naruto's mother had died a few days later.” Now Naruto stiffened too. “People were afraid of the kyuubi, so no family wanted to take in the new-born child. Your mother then offered to care for him: she said that for the Uchiha there was no reason to fear the kyuubi, least of all in the form of a little baby. The council first welcomed the offer and was inclined to accept, but then the mood changed: suddenly the offer was interpreted as an attempt to get control of the kyuubi, and secure its power for the Uchiha clan. From this accusation it seemed a logical step to accuse them of calling the kyuubi: everyone knew that the Uchiha were able to do this.” “Only a few were at the time,” Sasuke said. “And they were extremely old.” Sakura shrugged. “Don't ask me. So of course if the Uchiha offered to take in Naruto it was the second step of their plan to lay hands on the kyuubi's power, and calling the kyuubi had been the first step. When the council's meeting had started the opinion on the Uchiha was more or less evenly divided. There were those who believed that they were guilty of calling the kyuubi, and those who still believed in the Uchiha's loyalty to Konoha. When the meeting was over almost everyone had turned against the Uchiha, and they agreed that they should move to some distant corner of the village. Your father Fugaku gave a passionate speech, announcing that the Uchiha would remain loyal as they had always been, thus proving that they had nothing to do with the kyuubi's attack, and that they would continue to fulfill their duty as the police of Konoha as they had always done.” Everyone was silent, even the children. Only the smallest child made some noise as he played with the coffee cups and the glasses, but when he saw that everyone was looking at him he stopped. “It doesn't make sense,” one of the women said. “If they were really convinced that the Uchiha were guilty of calling the kyuubi they shouldn't have made them move to some remote corner of the village. It's just not an adequate punishment for such a horrible crime. They caused the death of a few dozen people after all.” Sasuke felt irritated. He had not expected the woman to take position against his family. “But they didn't have any proof,” the other woman said. “Without proof they couldn't punish them adequately.” A/N: Thanks again for your reviews and your plusses! You can find my answers at http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/14965-blessed-realm/ .It is now possible to access the thread without registration at the forums.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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