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Life Moves On: Back to Life	By : SoapMaster Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1407 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1: The Offer
A leaf flew through the air, blowing through the wind.
A small rodent scurried at the sound of an approaching human. It found its way to the home it had at the foot of a tall deciduous tree.
A frog in the nearby pond dived into the water to cool itself down on the hot, summer’s day. Just feet away, a human hand dipped into the water, cupping some of the delightful liquid in its hand before splashing it on his face.
“We’re almost there,” the man said as the water droplets fell down his face. “I think it’s about time you transform. We wouldn’t want any Leaf ninja to see you.”
“You’re right,” his traveling partner said as he took off his shoe. “Just let me get the sand out of my sandal first. And maybe take a nice cool dip in the water.”
“We don’t have time,” the first man barked. “The Hokage’s letter said she’d be awaiting us today at noon three kilometers south of the village’s main entrance. We’re nearing our deadline.”
“Relax,” the other man replied. “If Tsunade wants to see me so badly, she’ll wait a few moments. We wouldn’t want me to evaporate on the way there, would we?” The first man rolled his eyes as his partner finished shaking the sand out of his sandal and began to take off his clothes. In moments, he was standing in his underwear and beginning to submerge himself in the water. “It’s really nice in here. You sure you don’t want to take a swim?”
“You have three minutes,” was the first man’s only reply. “No more.” His partner shrugged as he dived into the water. The first man watched as a small, green leaf blew in the wind towards the pile of sand before settling on top of the mound. He could hear the bird calls in the sky and he sighed, leaning back. Maybe his partner was right. It was such a beautiful day; he should enjoy it.
Nevertheless, he had a mission. He had to escort his partner to the Village Hidden in the Leaves to meet with the leader of said village, Tsunade. As soon as the three minutes were up, he alerted his partner, who sighed and stepped out of the water.
“I have the clothes you’re supposed to wear to disguise yourself,” the man said, pulling out a vest from his bag.
“And what’s wrong with my clothes?” his partner demanded. “I’ll be using a transformation jutsu. They won’t know who I am based on my clothes.”
“They’re orange,” the first man said, as if that was his entire argument. Actually, it was his entire argument. But his partner complied, dressing himself in the garb that had been picked out for him. When he was finally dressed, he pressed his right index and middle finger to his left index and middle finger, creating a hand sign.
“Transform,” he said. The first man watched as his partner’s yellow blonde hair became a dull black, his sparkling cerulean eyes became a plain pair of brown eyes, and his stature grow a couple of inches. When the transformation was complete, his partner smiled. At least the smile was the same. Always infectious. “C’mon, Baki. We have an old woman to meet.”
The two left the pond that they’d stopped at, and traveled through the trees to their destination. They were not going to be going to the Leaf village, as the meeting that Naruto and Tsunade were to be having was a secret one. No one could know that they were going to meet. The four of them – as Tsunade’s aide was likely to attend – would be heading to a nearby village, where they would drink sake in a private, back room of a small tavern. No one – apart from the four of them – would know what transpired there.
They made great time, despite their three-minute stop at a pond. In fact, the Hokage had arrived just moments before Baki and Naruto – with her aide, just as Baki predicted.
“Naruto,” Tsunade said as the two approached. “It’s been a while.” While Baki stopped a couple of yards away from Tsunade and Shizune, Naruto continued until he was giving Tsunade a bone-crushing hug.
“It has,” Naruto said as he pulled away and hugged Shizune. “You guys should visit Suna more often.” The four began to walk as soon as Naruto stopped hugging the two women from his past.
“You know better than anyone that a Hokage can’t just leave her village whenever she wants to,” Tsunade said with a smile. “Congratulations on your marriage, by the way. I meant to give you a gift, but I never had the time to bring it over.”
“It’s not like I live across town anymore, huh?” Naruto said as they walked. Baki continued to remain silent. He didn’t really belong there. Naruto knew these people well. He didn’t. He was only there because the Kazekage didn’t want Naruto to be unescorted as he crossed the world towards his old home.
Baki continued to remain silent during the small talk that Tsunade, Naruto and Shizune made about people who still lived in Konoha. He recognized a few names – Jiraya, Sasuke Uchiha and his wife Sakura, Rock Lee, and Kakashi Hatake. Then there were names he didn’t recognize – someone named Ayame who seemed to work at his favorite ramen stand in the village, for one. But it wasn’t long before they sauntered into the nearby village and arrived at the tavern that they were going to take care of some official business in.
“I assume that there’s some important reason you asked me here, Granny Tsunade,” Naruto reasoned. “After all, if you just wanted to hang out a bit, you probably wouldn’t go through all these official channels.”
Tsunade sighed loudly, and the entire climate of the room changed. Now they were finally getting back down to business. Good. Baki didn’t really like feeling like a fourth wheel.
“This is very official, Naruto,” Tsunade said. She didn’t really elaborate. Naruto was slightly surprised that she hadn’t jumped down his throat for being so disrespectful by calling her the old nickname she’d never liked. Naruto looked at her, and he almost snorted as he realized that Tsunade looked exactly the same as she did years ago. That was her – never aging gracefully. She constantly used her jutsu to look young. She had to be seventy or eighty years old by now. It was kind of ridiculous that she looked like the youngest person at the table.
“So what’s up?” Naruto asked, all of a sudden becoming somber. Obviously something was off if their happy, reminiscent mood had shifted so quickly.
It was Shizune who responded, pulling out a large manila envelope and placing it on the table. “Earlier this week, this was sent in to the village. We don’t know who sent it.” She slid the envelope across the table, and Baki exchanged a glance with Naruto. The blond grabbed the envelope and opened it, dumping its contents on the table.
There were about fifteen pictures of different angles of the same scenes – a man, lying in his own blood, a small sword stuck in his stomach. In each photograph, however, the man’s face was completely unobscured – black hair framing a rugged face; two eyes that showed an expression of horror. The last time Naruto had seen those eyes, they had been sparkling with a sick joy as he plunged a knife in Naruto’s chest.
“Is this…real?” Naruto asked, passing the images to Baki for him to see.
“As far as we can tell,” Tsunade said. “It took longer than we thought, but it seems he’s really dead.”
Naruto was silent. He wasn’t expecting this. A part of him felt such relief – the one person who truly wanted to kill Naruto was gone from this world. The person who threatened all who he loved was dead. But he also felt an apprehension that he hadn’t felt since his arrival in Suna nineteen years ago. What did this mean for him?
“I think I know where you’re going with this,” Naruto said, his eyes closed. He looked down at his lap, feeling the eyes on him. “Now that Harame’s dead, you want me to come back to the Leaf village, right?” He didn’t need a confirmation to know that everyone at the table was awaiting his answer.
“I told you years ago when you came to Suna that I didn’t want to go back,” Naruto began. “Back then, it was because I was sure that I would be a magnet for Harame, and everyone in the village would be in trouble. ‘The easiest thing to do would be to just wait until he died’ were my exact words.
“But I can’t go back,” he said with a sigh. “I have a family now. Suna is my home. Gaara is my husband. I love him, and I love Suna. I miss Konoha – I really do,” he added, looking up at Tsunade again. “But if I come back, it’ll rip open a new wound for everyone – Sasuke, Sakura, Jiraya, Iruka, even me.”
“They have a right to know, Naruto,” Tsunade said. “You only did this all to protect them.”
“I left them,” Naruto whispered. “I know I was protecting them, but I can’t imagine how they felt. Saying goodbye at my funeral; mourning me. They all think I’m dead; why should they know any different?”
“They still miss you,” Tsunade said. “Sasuke –”
“He has Sakura now,” Naruto interjected. “And I have Gaara. We’ve all moved on.”
“You haven’t seen him, Naruto,” Tsunade said. “He’s content with his life: he has a beautiful wife, three wonderful children, and a ton of friends; but just because he’s content doesn’t mean he’s happy.” Naruto remained silent. “He still goes to your grave daily. I saw him there last week when I went to visit Dan. He’d be so happy to see you again.”
“That makes it worse!” Naruto exclaimed. “If I came back, we could never go back to how we used to be. There’s no reason to rip open these wounds.”
The table fell silent, and Tsunade took a swig of the sake. Moment passed, and the moments became minutes. Finally, when it seemed like someone had just pressed the pause button on life, Tsunade looked up again.
“Shizune, Baki, please leave us alone for a moment,” Tsunade requested. Shizune nodded and got up from the table, but Baki remained.
“It’s okay, Baki,” Naruto said. “She just wants to talk alone.” Baki nodded and followed Shizune out of the back room. Even after the door clicked behind him, Tsunade didn’t speak. In fact, Naruto was about to speak up just to fill the silence when Tsunade finally spoke.
“It’s a miracle I’m still alive,” Tsunade said. “I shouldn’t have lived passed the Fourth Shinobi World War, but I managed to survive. Very few people can say that they’ve lived up to such an old age as I. But I know I don’t have long. The fact that I’ve lived so long – through three world wars, almost 25 years as Hokage in peace and strife – is truly a miracle.”
“Way to get morbid, baa-chan,” Naruto muttered with a small smirk on his face.
“My death is near, Naruto,” Tsunade said. “I’ve outlived people generations younger than I, and I can feel it coming. I want you to return to the village so that I can groom you to become Hokage.”
The room fell silent. Tsunade and Naruto both knew what this meant. Ever since he was a kid, Naruto had wanted to be Hokage. It was always his goal, his dream. But so much had changed. He wasn’t that little twelve year old spouting off about becoming the strongest ninja in the world. For a while, he actually was the strongest ninja in the world. In fact, he wasn’t sure exactly how many powerful ninja had risen to prominence in other villages since his ‘death’, but he was sure he was still in the top 10. He was even more powerful than Gaara, although power wasn’t something they usually talked about. After all, Naruto had mostly left fighting behind him.
He was now the academy instructor in Suna. He knew when he had relocated from Kumo to Suna about a year after he had to fake his death that he wouldn’t be allowed to be a shinobi. If he ended up using too much power, he would reveal exactly who he was to the world. Even worse, he could end up facing a former comrade as a ninja from an enemy village. He was destined to a life inside the village.
It didn’t take long to figure out that he wanted to be a ninja instructor. Iruka-sensei had so affected him as a little kid that he wanted to be able to provide that experience for others. And despite the fact that he was no longer in active duty and he was supposed to be dead, there was an unspoken agreement between him and Gaara that he was to be the successor to his husband as Kazekage.
“I know there are a lot of things that you have to think over,” Tsunade said quietly as Naruto absorbed the information. “I know there are others who could be the Sixth Hokage – Sasuke, Konohamaru, or Shikamaru, for starters. Heck, there are kids younger than them who would do the title of Hokage justice. But still, there’s only one person who has been able to wear the First’s necklace and survive.”
Naruto’s hand subconsciously went to clasp the necklace that hadn’t hung around his neck in decades. A memento from his life as a Konoha shinobi, the necklace was the promise that Naruto could one day be Hokage.
“Ever since you were able to put on that necklace and survive, I’ve had my heart set on you being my successor,” Tsunade admitted. “You were able to defend me from Kabuto back then, even before you really came into your power. You befriended Kurama and managed to convince Pain to revive all the ninja he killed in his invasion. You were able to battle Madara Uchiha and Tobi, and you saved the world in the Fourth Shinobi World War.”
“I haven’t really fought in years,” Naruto admitted. “I still practice my taijutsu and senjutsu, but I don’t even remember the last time I made a shadow clone or a Rasengan.”
“You’d have time,” Tsunade assured him. “I’m not dying tomorrow, kid.”
“I’m forty and you’re still calling me a kid,” Naruto snorted.
“Old habits die hard,” Tsunade said with a smirk. “Look, just think about it, alright? I know more than a few people who would be overjoyed to see the old war hero return to Konoha.”
“I’ll think about it,” Naruto said. “But I don’t see how that would work. Especially since I’m married to the Kazekage of another village.”
“A village that has been our ally for a quarter of a century,” Tsunade pointed out. “I don’t think there’s too much of a chance you two will be in conflict.”
“The daimyo would never allow it,” Naruto said with a laugh. “And I’m sure I won’t be getting the jonin’s vote of approval after living in Suna for so long.”
“Why don’t you let me deal with them,” Tsunade said. “While I have nothing on you, I can be pretty persuasive when I want to be.” Naruto went quiet. “Besides, I’ve already thought of that. While I groom you to be Hokage, you’d take on a genin team to train. You could show the elders and the rest of the village that you are still loyal to Konoha.” Naruto went quiet once more at her words.
His own genin team? He felt something funny in his stomach when he thought of it. He never really stopped to consider what would happen if he became a jonin sensei.
“I told you I’ll think about it, and I will,” Naruto said. “But I don’t make any promises.”
“I don’t think I could have expected any better,” Tsunade said with a smile. “You want to go and join Shizune and Baki?”
“Sure,” Naruto said, standing up from the table. And while he walked alongside Baki, Tsunade and Shizune, he was a million miles away.
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Baki and Naruto made great time on their journey back to Suna. The normally three-day journey took just over two days to make. Although that could be chalked up to Naruto refusing to stop until he got back home. He just couldn’t wait to share what happened with Gaara. The more he thought about Konoha, the more he wanted to go back – even if just for a little visit to let everyone know he was alive.
So many people had moved on. Sasuke had married Sakura – that much he knew. Tsunade told him they had a few children, which didn’t surprise him. Sasuke was all about reviving his clan. Then there was Shikamaru and Ino. He knew that they ended up together, too. He remembered consoling Temari when the news of their marriage hit Suna.
But what about everyone else? He knew that Jiraya was alive – the death of the great Toad Sage would have definitely hit them if it happened, and Tsunade definitely would have told him had something happened to him. He was sure Kakashi was alive too. But what about Iruka? Konohamaru? What had happened to them? Did they settle down with nice girls? Did they have kids? What about Kiba and Hinata? Did they finally work out their issues and get together? Neji and Tenten? What happened to Lee and Choji?
Thoughts about all his old friends recurred through Naruto’s mind the entire way home. In fact, he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t even realize that they had gotten so far so soon.
After arriving in the village, Baki went to the Kazekage office to inform him that they were back, but Naruto went to get some ice cream. After all, the heat in Suna during the summer was excruciating, and he hadn’t had a chance to cool down with his nonstop movement from Konoha to Suna.
After getting his ice cream cone, he turned to walk back towards the Hokage mansion, his home, when he saw one of his academy students working on rebuilding one of the buildings lost in the recent attack.
That was one reason that Naruto was hesitant to go back to Konoha. While in reality, he didn’t really do much in Suna in the grand scheme of things, he was still able to help in the rebuilding effort. Just two and a half weeks ago, the village had been attacked.
It had been the first time Naruto had really fought in a while. It seemed to come out of nowhere. Gaara had been busy fighting one of the invaders, and Naruto went to fight another after he helped evacuate the civilians. But it was really Temari’s daughter that shined in this crisis. While Temari and Kankuro had been out on missions, Shiminama had really stepped up and fought the mastermind behind the attack. They were able to repel the attackers, and Shiminama quickly became a sung hero in the village. But despite their victory, there was still a lot of rebuilding to do.
“Good to see you helping out, Yara,” Naruto called out to his student, who was currently helping get rid of the rubble of a fallen building for the builders. After hearing Naruto’s voice, the boy, Yara, looked up at Naruto with a smile.
“Hi Naruto-sensei!” he called with a wave. “Do you want to help out?”
“I’d love to, Yara, but I have to go back home to talk to Kazekage-sama,” Naruto said. “I just got back from a mission to Konoha, and I’m sure he wants to hear from me how it went.”
“Alright,” Yara said. “I guess I’ll see you on Monday.”
By the time Naruto had returned to the Kazekage mansion, he had already finished his ice cream and was hungry again. He passed the door to Gaara’s office, where Gaara was currently talking with the elders, and made his way to the kitchen, where he found Temari.
“You’re back,” she observed as she chopped vegetables for some soup. Naruto wondered how she planned on eating hot soup when it was boiling outside. He, instead, chose to get some lemonade from the fridge.
“Keen observation,” Naruto said sarcastically with a smirk.
“So what did Tsunade want?” Temari asked, ignoring Naruto’s smart-ass response.
“She, uh, told me that Harame Mogiko was killed,” Naruto admitted as he finished pouring his lemonade. He put the cup to his lips and began to gulp down the cool liquid before setting the cup back on the counter and pouring another glass. “She also wanted me to go back to the village.”
“What did you say?” Temari asked as she put the vegetables in the pot on the stove.
“I’m here, aren’t I?” Naruto replied sourly.
“What’s with the attitude? I was just asking a question,” Temari said, giving Naruto a pointed look.
“Yeah, well it was a stupid one,” Naruto muttered, turning the leave the kitchen.
“What’s with you, Mr. Sunshine?” Temari asked sarcastically. “You’d think someone told you that you couldn’t eat ramen for a month.”
“It’s nothing,” Naruto said as he left the kitchen. He didn’t really want to get into it with Temari. As much as he loved his sister-in-law, they tended to get on each other’s nerves more than anyone else. They were just so opposite – Naruto was always optimistic and loud, while Temari was reserved and realistic. And he knew that if he told her about Tsunade’s offer to become Hokage, that she would psychoanalyze him and turn this into a huge ordeal. Well, it was, but it was something he wanted to talk with Gaara about, not with Temari.
He saw that Gaara was still in with the elders, so he decided to go for a walk in the greenhouse. In the many years that Naruto had lived in Suna, the village had changed so much. He remembered when he went there after Gaara had been kidnapped by Akatsuki years ago – the village was mostly buildings made of sand and earth on a desert with some walls around it. Now, the ground was still all sand, but there was a distinct difference. Larger buildings, a man-made training ground, and different areas that were made fertile for farming. In the back of the Kazekage mansion was a large greenhouse that housed a variety of herbs and plants that were grown for the hospital in the village.
Naruto loved the greenhouse. The air was fresh there, and even in the heat, it felt like springtime. The place just felt so…serene.
He finally let his thoughts drift to the one place he’d been keeping them from drifting to – Sasuke. If he actually went through with this whole thing for some ridiculous reason, he’d have to face Sasuke. They used to be so in love – his stomach still bubbled when he thought of his ex. Their relationship never really had closure after the disaster that happened on their wedding day. And now, Naruto was “dead”.
He knew that if he went back, one of two things would happen: Sasuke would either forsake Sakura and his family for him, or he would tell Naruto that he had moved on in the last two decades. Naruto cringed when he realized that he wasn’t sure which reaction would be worse. He loved Gaara; he really did. But he had only let himself get over Sasuke by telling himself that he’d never see him again. He didn’t know how he would feel if he was around Sasuke all the time.
“You should stop thinking so hard. I can see the smoke coming out of your ears,” came a voice from behind Naruto. Naruto smiled and sighed as he turned around to see his husband, Gaara, in the flesh. “You should have come here right when you got back.”
“I wanted ice cream,” Naruto pouted. “Besides, you still had stuff to take care of.”
“That can all wait,” Gaara said. “What happened with Tsunade?”
Naruto sat down next to a particularly tall tree that provided a lot of shade and patted the ground next to him, indicating that Gaara should sit down. Gaara complied, and Naruto wasted no time in leaning his head on his husband’s shoulder.
“Tsunade wants me to become Hokage,” Naruto said with a sigh, noting how Gaara stiffened beneath him. “Well, first she wants me to take a genin team and get groomed, but she told me that she plans on retiring or dying soon, and that she wants me to be her successor.
“What about Harame?” Gaara asked in his usual, even tone.
“He’s dead,” Naruto said. “They got a bunch of pictures of his dead body.”
“It wouldn’t be the first time someone faked their death,” Gaara said, nudging Naruto, who smirked.
“Nah, she’s pretty sure he’s gone,” Naruto said. “She says that I should let everyone know I’m alive now, and take her place as Hokage.”
“What did you say?” Gaara asked, sounding as if none of this really affected him one way or the other. Naruto was used to the very monotonous tone by now, but he still wished that Gaara would show more emotion outside of the bedroom sometimes.
“I told her no, of course,” Naruto said. “She wanted me to think about it, but there’s really nothing to think about.”
“Of course there is,” Gaara said. “You can’t just brush off the offer to become Hokage.”
“Kazekage is just as good,” Naruto said indignantly. “Suna is my home now.”
“It’s not the same,” Gaara said. “You have the Will of Fire. It’s the village your father was Hokage of. It’s the village you grew up in. It’s the village that you’ve saved from many people – including me. You can’t just brush it off.”
“This is my village now,” Naruto repeated. “I don’t want to leave here. I don’t want to leave you.”
“You wouldn’t have to,” Gaara said, looking up at the sky through the leaves of the tree they sat under. He felt Naruto lift his head off Gaara’s shoulder.
“What do you mean? Part of being the Hokage is…you know…living in the actual village that I’m the Hokage of. It kind of comes with the job.”
“I know that,” Gaara said, closing his eyes. “It’s weird to think that Tsunade-sama is going to be gone soon. I mean, it’s not surprising. It’s amazing that she’s made it this far. But she’s still the only kage left from the Fourth Shinobi World War.”
“It was your first real international conflict as Kazekage,” Naruto said. Gaara nodded.
“I learned a lot from the kage then,” Gaara said. “Fighting with them against Madara Uchiha was something unprecedented in our world. But after the war, we returned to our individual villages and went on. The Mist got a new Mizukage; the Stone got a new Tsuchikage; the Cloud got a new Raikage. It’s just Tsunade and I left from back then. And she won’t even be here much longer.
“I think a lot of the relative peace that has existed since that war has been because of us,” Gaara said. “Without changing leaders, we were able to keep stability in our own nations, and thus maintain a prosperous alliance. Iwa has gone through three Tsuchikage since Oonoki died, and Kiri has had two Mizukage since Mei. The only nations with true stability and prosperity have been Konoha and Suna, and I like to think that she and I are the reasons why.
“But I think the chapter is ending soon,” Gaara said, sitting up straighter. “I can feel the winds of change, and I can tell something big is coming. It might not be for a year or two, or even five, but something is happening.”
“You always speak like that,” Naruto mused. “So prophetic, always in metaphors. It’s endearing, but right now I’m really not in the mood to decipher you.”
“Part of the reason Konoha has always been the most prosperous of ninja villages is because they have a strong Will of Fire,” Gaara said. “The shinobi are strong, not in power, but in ideals. That is was separated them from everyone else. You could only have been such a harbinger of peace back then because of how idealistic Konoha is. And part of that Will of Fire is passing those ideals down to the next generation.
“I think it’s time that Suna adopts a similar will, and begins to pass down the torch to the next generation as well,” Gaara concluded.
“Do you mean you want to retire?” Naruto asked.
“Suna is rebuilding after our first real crisis since the war,” Gaara said. “We’re in a shifting world right now, and I think it is time that someone new steps up to the plate. It’s best that someone takes my place now. I would really hate to think that the village would have to scurry to find a new Kazekage if I were to die suddenly.”
“Whoa, hold on there,” Naruto said, sitting up straighter to look his husband in the eyes. He placed his hands on Gaara’s chest. “You’re not dying so soon.”
“I almost did,” Gaara said lifting his sleeve to show the scar he acquired in the recent attack. “As time goes on, we become stronger, and there will be even stronger enemies of Suna in the future. The peace is slowly coming to an end – I can tell by the way that Iwa has been starting to arm and Kumo has reverted to its old habits of trying to steal techniques from other villages. I think it’s time I retire and let someone else take the lead of the village.”
“Someone like me?” Naruto asked.
“That was always my plan,” Gaara admitted. “Even if you’ve been out of action for a while, you are the strongest ninja in the village. You have the power that Kurama gave you, the Sage Mode, your almost limitless chakra supply, among other things. You’re strong willed, and you value peace among all else. You would be a perfect candidate for Kazekage.”
“I feel a ‘but’ coming on,” Naruto muttered.
“But,” Gaara said, prompting a snort from Naruto. “I think you becoming the Kazekage would be more trouble than it’s worth. For one thing, when word gets out that you’re alive, we’ll have about a dozen or so guests from Konoha here looking for answers, and we’d become so shrouded in drama that it would be hard to really oversee the village. It’s not practical.”
“You sound like you already have someone in mind,” Naruto mused.
“I do,” Gaara said. “I was talking with the elders, and they agree with my decision.”
“That was what you were speaking with the elders about?” Naruto asked. “You didn’t want to talk about it with me before deciding to step down?”
“I picked Kankuro, and they agreed,” Gaara said. “They are sure he’ll get approval from the daimyo and the jonin after all the years he spent doing some of the more…unsavory tasks that the title of Kazekage carried in my place. And I won’t be stepping down for a while. I still need to transition him into power if he accepts the position.”
“This is great and all, but I don’t understand what this has to do with me becoming the Hokage,” Naruto said with a yawn as a thought struck him. “Unless you mean…”
“If you wanted to take the offer, I would be fine with it,” Gaara said. “Either way, I’ll be done with being Kazekage soon. I’m sure some people in the village will have a problem with it, but I wouldn’t be opposed to relocating to Konoha. I could be an official liaison between the villages or something.”
“I don’t want to leave Suna, though,” Naruto said. “I like it here.”
“Then don’t take the job,” Gaara said with a shrug. “Just know that I won’t stand in your way. In fact, it may even be nice to have a little change in scenery.” Gaara stood up and ran his fingers through Naruto’s hair. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Naruto said.
“I’ll let you think about it.”
It wasn’t until the sun had set and the temperature had dropped drastically that Naruto had finally come up with a decision.
Author’s Note: I recommend that everyone look at my blog for my posting schedule. With some projects, I might not always keep on time to it, but I have so many chapters done for this already that I don’t think it’ll ever be a problem to post. My blog can be found at http :// fanfics-sm . blogspot . com and you can follow me on Twitter at SMFanfics. Please be considerate and leave a review for me to tell me what you like/don’t like about the story so far!
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