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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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A/N:
Originally I wanted to write
one visit about their visit to the ophthalmologist, but somehow it
got longer than expected, so I divided it in two parts, which are now
a bit shorter than normal.

Chapter
Thirteen: Engaged to Marry

So
here he was again, Naruto thought, waiting in a doctor's
waiting-room, not for his own sake, but again for Sasuke. Their
journeys and fights must have worn them out even though, on the other
hand, alcohol intoxication and myopia were not among the usual
consequences of fighting or travelling.

Sasuke's
resistance when they had left the chief editor's office had not
lasted for long. His arguments had been that first, it was nothing,
and second, the doctor would not be able to do anything about it
anyway, and they had easily been dismantled by Karin, who insisted
that she had noticed on several occasions that Sasuke was having
trouble with his eyes, and that it could not hurt to get them
checked, and that the doctor would be able to tell whether anything
was wrong and whether he was able to do anything about it.

Naruto
pitied him. He knew how much it would hurt Sasuke's pride to admit
that something was wrong with his eyes – the foundation of his
extraordinary power as a ninja, the foundation of his identity as a
member of the famous Uchiha clan. Sasuke's tension and despair, even
though he did not say anything, were almost solid in the air, ready
to be grasped if Naruto just reached out for them, yet what he really
longed to do was to reach out to Sasuke himself and comfort him,
showing him that he was with him. He resisted the urge, knowing how
Sasuke hated it to be pitied.

Sasuke
was indeed desperate. It was Karin's fault, he thought: Why could she
not mind her own affairs? Why did she have to watch every single one
of his moves? And then it was Itachi's fault again, for giving him
that accursed Mangekyou Sharingan (and partly of course his own
fault, for using it against the Hachibi's jinchuuriki, but this he
had to do, hadn't he, in order to protect his teammates.)

He
was in panic about what the doctor might do to him. He absolutely
wanted to keep secret the Mangekyou Sharingan – he would even
have preferred it if his own team had not learnt about it either.
(But then again, he had to use it to protect them.) He did not want
Naruto to know about it, lest he should have to tell him how he had
gained it, and also tell him the true reason for his attempt to kill
him in the Valley of the End. And definitely he did not want that
doctor to meddle with his eyes, or worse, with his brain (he
suspected that the dojutsus of his clan were rather a function of the
mind than of the eyes themselves) and find out about the Mangeyou
Sharingan – in fact he did not even want him to find out about
the normal Sharingan. He feared what the doctor might do if he found
out about the Mangekyou: Give him medicamentation that would suppress
the Sharingan, do some surgery to cut the nerves which linked his
eyes to the experiences that had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, or
that the doctor would have to tell him that his eyes were beyond
healing and repair so that he needed a transplantation.

Why
hadn't they just left him alone? Why could they not allow him to turn
blind slowly as he was preparing his revenge (without further using
the Mangekyou Sharingan) and then spend what remained of his vision
along with his life in his final battle against that Danzou, and all
those who were responsible for the murder of his clan?

His
thoughts went in circles, circles of fear and despair, until he heard
the word “Konoha” in a conversation among the people who
were sitting around him: Not Karin or Naruto, but two elderly women,
obviously locals.

“He
will have to leave Konoha and break off all contact”, one of
them said. “They are really asking a lot of him.”

Who
were they talking about? Sasuke felt that Naruto had got tense as
well.

“He
does not have any choice, and also, he loves her, doesn't he? He
cannot let her down, not when she is expecting his child.”

“But
having to leave his family forever? They'll want to see their
grandchild, won't they? Even his letters will be censored, and his
parents won't be allowed to write at all.”

“Well,
such is politics. They cannot afford any information to leak out. He
has worked for the intelligence department, I've heard, training to
become a cryptographer, but now he will have to quit service as a
ninja altogether.”

Naruto
was really nervous now, moving from one side of his chair to the
other. The women were looking at one of the magazines that were lying
on the little table in the middle of the waiting-room; one of them
was just turning the page.

“She's
pretty”, she said, “but the obi looks ridiculous. As if
she were trying to hide her pregnancy, but in reality she's drawing
attention to her belly. I just hope that for her wedding she will
choose a more favourable dress.”

“Maybe
she'll wait until the child is born. I guess she'll look stunning
when she is no longer pregnant.”

Sasuke
wondered. According to Konoha's standards, which he had never
questioned in this point, marrying when you were obviously pregnant
was bad enough (even marrying when you were not obviously pregnant
was bad if the child was born too early.) Marrying with a child on
your arms was unthinkable. But he had already understood that sexual
mores were more lax here.

He
had a vague idea now who they might be talking about, as he had
remembered what Naruto had told him the day before. He tried to
decipher the words on the magazine's title but he was not able to.
Curse Itachi and the Mangekyou Sharingan!

“Can
you read the title?” he asked Naruto.

“Yeah.
It's: Finally engaged! Hokage gives permission for marriage between
Sand and Leaf.”

Karin
turned her eyes to the table with the magazines: “In this one
they have an article about them too.”

Naruto
picked it up. He wondered why he had not seen it before: Temari and
Shikamaru had not made the title story, but still on the cover there
was a small picture of the two of them, Temari smiling happily,
Shikamaru rather serious. He found the article, which consisted
mainly of photos: One taken by some paparazzo, showing Temari in
profile so that her belly was clearly visible, another showed her
with Shikamaru, embracing each other in the garden of the Kazekage's
tower, kissing under the trees, and then there was the official photo
of the engagement party, with everyone holding glasses of champagne,
and wearing their best clothes. Shikamaru looked good in formal
attire, Sasuke thought, but he did not seem as happy as he should
have, considering that he had just got engaged to the woman he loved.
Standing next to the couple were Gaara and Kankouro and Shikamaru's
parents, both looking really unhappy, and the heads of the important
clans and the high-ranking shinobi both from the Leaf and the Sand,
including some ANBU with masks, and then two old people, a man and a
woman. There was also a smaller photo only of the two of them.

“Koharu-san
and Homura-san, councillors of Konoha and emissaries of the Hokage,
have negotiated the contract that finally permits the marriage
between Nara Shikamaru and Sabakuno Temari, sister of the Kazekage
and princess of the Sand” the caption said.

Now
he knew them too, Sasuke thought, impressing their images into his
memory. Forcing an impossible choice on Shikamaru, just as they had
done with Itachi. The world would be a better place without them.

“He
should not have given in”, Naruto said. “Having to leave
his parents forever! I mean, the Sand would have been seriously
offended if he hadn't married Temari – he could have dictated
his conditions.”

Except
if offending the Sand was exactly what that Danzou was intending,
Sasuke thought.

“It
was probably more difficult than that”, Karin joined the
conversation. “If he had been too firm on not marrying her, his
girl-friend would have begun to doubt his love.”

Naruto
did not have any answer to this, and he turned back to the pictures.
“There's Sakura!” he said, pointing at the official
engagement photo. She was standing behind the important people, so he
had not seen her at first sight, Now he noticed that Ino and Choji,
Shikamaru's former teammates were standing behind their fathers. He
put the magazine back onto the table and picked up the one the two
women had been reading. Again he searched for the article on Temari
and Shikamaru, stared at the pictures, devoured them – all his
old friends, from whom he was separated without knowing when he would
see them again.

Sasuke
watched him in astonishment, he also saw the moisture in Naruto's
eyes, even though he would not cry openly. It must hurt him, he
thought. He himself focussed on his enemies, the two Elders, and his
plans of killing them. He realized that so far his plan had only been
about killing Danzou – if he wanted to kill the Elders too,
he'd have to stay alive after killing him, which meant a complication
– or he'd have to see that he could kill them with one stroke,
after waiting for an opportunity when he could meet them together.
Anyway, he'd need Naruto – or even better, as Naruto obviously
had difficulties too, an ally from Konoha – to take him to the
Hokage when he was taking counsel with the Elders, so that he could
kill all three of them at once – or cover up for him when after
killing Danzou he went to search for the Elders.

He
heard his name being called by one of the doctor's assistant –
it was time to face doom.

msumaki:
I am not sure yet about the picture, but I will think about it...

nelleh:
Thanks for your compliments! I hope you like this chapter too!
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