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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 Fifty-Five: Take care!
It took the two men from Fire Country (the ones with the lilac shirts) some time to understand that Sakura and Kakashi were from Konoha and had left the village only a few days ago, but when they had understood they started to ask them questions: about the political situation in Konoha, about the support Danzou still had among the population, about his plans and ideas, and also about the recent protests.
“A lot of people are not content,” Sakura said. “But they still think that what they're going through is some kind of necessary evil, and they don't consider standing up against Danzou. Apparently Hinata thinks that now the time has come to make them change their mind and help her protect Kurenai's baby.”
They discussed what was going on: People who were actively working against Danzou, people who still supported him, and all those who were indifferent. Naruto and Sasuke told about their plan to publish the documents Sakura had brought to Music Town, and the men in lilac shirts supported them:
“People in Fire Country read the newspapers from Music Town. If the civilian population of Fire Country asks for Danzou's dismissal the daimyou will have have to give in. Danzou won't be able to remain in office any longer.”
“I just hope you'll manage a quick transition without too much chaos,” his partner added, and Naruto realized that even if they managed to make Danzou retreat from office there was still a lot of work to do.
Sasuke has some ideas, he thought. He wants to reestablish the police. Concerning his own aims he only knew that he wanted to become Hokage, but not what he wanted to do as Hokage. This evening, when he had spoken about sending Konoha's teenagers to Music Town and invite Music Town's children to spend their vacations in Konoha, it had been the first time that he had considered what he might do to change the future of Konoha.
Saying good-bye when they parted was awkward. Sasuke and Naruto embraced everyone, and people said: “See you tomorrow!” and sounded very serious. Tomorrow would be the last time, they realized.
They went home, Naruto carrying the nana in his arms as if she was a little child. Sasuke had laid his arm around Naruto and watched him caressing the figure's belly.
“You like her,” he said, “even though she's weird.”
“You want to hold her too?”
He gave her to Sasuke, and Sasuke also automatically held her in his arms as if she was a little child. Without being aware of it he caressed her too.
“We'll show her to people in Konoha,” Naruto said. “They'll see that there's people who do tournaments for dancing, not for fighting, where not only the first, but also the third place wins you a prize, which is a little statue of a thick woman. They'll see that there's people whose life doesn't only consist of fighting.”
They went on without much talking. Both of them felt the reality of their departure set in, and they were glad that they would not leave Music Town by break of dawn, but only later.
In the morning they first went to the newspaper's publishing house and asked to talk to the editors.
“We had an article published and we want to see whether it made it to the paper,” Sasuke said. “Also we have some documents on Konoha you may be interested in.”
“What kind of documents?” the woman behind the counter asked, but by now Sasuke had understood that she was just an assistant who accepted advertisements.
“Secret documents on the attack of the kyuubi,” he replied. “I'll show them to your boss. And I'd like to have a look at today's newspaper.”
“There is one in the corner,” the woman replied. Indeed there were newspapers on sticks there, as they had seen them a couple of times in restaurants and cafes.
She left through the back door to fetch the editor, and Sasuke and Naruto sat down. Sasuke found the article on the second page of the local news: It was right in the center, with a photo on top of it, and it went over several columns, and below his own text there was a box with the interview where they spoke about their life in Music Town. Sasuke was pleased.
“We'll ask them for a couple of copies so that we can take them to Konoha,” he said.
The woman who had helped them write the article arrived and invited them to come inside to the journalists' offices.
“Is there anything wrong?” she asked. “You know, we had to shorten it a bit as other news had come in that needed to be fitted into the page. By the way, there's a photo of you in the sports section, too. Have you seen it?”
The photo was part of an article on the dance tournament. Naruto also discovered himself in the background of a photo of the parade in the morning.
“I guess we'll have to buy a copy of the newspaper so that we can show it to people in Konoha,” Sasuke said.
“You can have one for free,” the woman said. “As an author you are entitled to this.”
She got up and brought them three copies. “There's always more than enough.”
Sasuke thanked her.
“So what else? You haven't come to complain, have you?”
“We haven't. On the contrary: we have brought more material we want to get published.”
“More articles? Have you been writing again?”
“I haven't. Friends of us have brought documents that prove that when the kyuubi attacked Konoha almost twenty years ago it was Danzou who had asked the masked man to call it. We've considered what to do with them, because we want them to be read by as many people as possible, but on the other hand we need to protect and preserve them. This is why we thought that getting them printed might be a good idea.”
“May I have a look at them?” The woman asked.
Sasuke put the documents on the table.
“These will cause a scandal,” she said when she had read them. “At least if they're genuine. We need to check them first, because if they're fakes we'd make fools of ourselves, but we'll publish them as soon as we're convinced of their authenticity.”
“Who are you going to ask to check them?”
“We have some experts of our own, but we'll also ask the experts at the university for advice. It will take a couple of days.”
“We know someone at the university who's an expert on Konoha,” Sasuke said. “And there's experts at the police, too.”
“You're in a hurry, aren't you?”
“We plan to leave Music Town and to return to Konoha.”
“And I guess you want to arrive there while the insurgency is still going on. I understand.”
Sasuke nodded.
“So I have a suggestion: I make photocopies of the documents and you go and inform the experts at the police and the university. If they think the documents worth of being checked, that is, if they don't just have a look at them and say that they're obviously faked, we'll publish them, with some line that this is just preliminary and that we're still waiting for the ultimate proof of their authenticity. I mean, we just can't miss the chance of being the first to publish this! It will change our outlook on the history of the ninja countries!”
Sasuke swallowed. “We meant to leave today, and take the prints with us.”
“That's not possible, I'm afraid. The newspaper is printed during the night. If you come here tomorrow at five a.m. we can give you some copies to take to Konoha. Do you think that this is still early enough so that you arrive before the insurgency has ended?”
Sasuke looked at Naruto.
“It's okay,” Naruto said. “Like this we won't arrive empty-handed.”
“I'll inform my boss, and our experts,” the woman said. She got up to make photocopies of the documents, and gave the originals back to Sasuke when she returned.
“We'll come back in the afternoon to tell you whether the experts at the police and at the university just cast a glance at them and said that they are fakes,” Sasuke said as they parted.
He and Naruto first chose the way to the head quarter of the police. By now Sasuke knew quite well the way to the head of the police once they were inside, and he was confident that he would be admitted to talk to him. Still he had to deal with his assistant.
“At the moment he's talking to someone else,” she said. “What shall I tell him when he asks me what you want to talk about?”
“Tell him we have some documents from Konoha which need to be checked for authenticity. Also, we plan to leave Music Town and join the insurgents.”
“Are you serious? It's far too dangerous now.”
Sasuke shook his head. “Not for us. We used to be prosecuted by Danzou. For us it's less dangerous than ever.”
“But you don't have to! Your life is here now! You can stay and finish your training. This is your life now. Don't waste your lives!”
“Joining the insurgency to drive Danzou out of office does not mean to waste our lives,” Naruto said. “It means to do what we longed to do since we left Konoha. It would mean the fulfillment of our greatest desire.”
“Just don't get killed. No one gains anything if you get killed.”
“We won't get killed. Both of us are extremely powerful ninja. It's not so easy to kill us.”
The door of the head of the police's office opened. The people he had been talking to were leaving, and he accompanied them to the door to wish them good-bye. When he saw Sasuke and Naruto both were able to read his thoughts: You again.
“What's it this time?” he asked.
“They want to leave Music Town,” his assistant said.
“Why?”
“People have started to protest against Danzou,” Sasuke replied. “It's now all in the open. We want to support them.”
“You don't have to. Your place is here now. You need to finish your training. You will be more useful both to people in Music Town and to people in Konoha if you finish your training and then return to Konoha to reestablish the police than if you return to Konoha now and die during the insurgency.”
He was speaking to Sasuke, but Naruto answered him: “There's another reason: I want to tell them to use nonviolent means against Danzou. We can't do this however without sharing the risk. We can't tell them to stand up against Danzou without fighting him, and to die if things go wrong, if we are not ready to die with them.”
“Nonviolent means? In Konoha? Are you kidding? Here the police will do everything to avoid any unnecessary bloodshed, but Danzou's Root won't be so gentle. If they meet people who resist them they'll simply kill them all.”

“That's not certain,” Naruto replied. “I've read that it worked in dictatorships that were worse than Konoha under Danzou.”
“I haven't heard of any of them. And before you get killed you should fight back. So what are your plans? Do you intend to return to Music Town once the insurgency has been successful?”
Sasuke looked at Naruto. “We haven't talked about it yet. I'd like to return and to finish my training, but Naruto wants to be Hokage of Konoha.”
The head of the police looked at Nrauto. “Aren't you a bit too young for that?”

“My father was just a few years older than I am now when he was asked to become the Fourth Hokage of Konoha. The office has nothing to do with age, it's about what you're ready to do for your village. Turning Danzou out of office will gain me a lot of respect, and even the office of Hokage.”
While he was talking Naruto realized that being Hokage was not so important to him any more. It had been his dream when he had been a child, but also it had been a childish dream, and he had grown out of it.
The head of the police looked at Sasuke, and then at Naruto again, but when he spoke he spoke to Sasuke.
“Separation is out of question for you, I guess. I mean, there's couples who live separated from each other for a year or two and only see each other on weekends. True love survives this.”
Sasuke and Naruto had been holding hands all the time, but now they pressed them.
“Our idea of love is different,” Naruto said.

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