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Title: Façade
Author: Dying Dreams
Fandom:
Naruto
Feedback:
Feedback is always welcome!
Sasuke:
I fucking hate you.
Dream: I love you to.
Sasuke:
You enjoy torturing me don't you.
Dream: Do you even have
to ask?
Sasuke: -Glares at her before storming away-
Dream:
-Sniggers at looks at Naruto before saying “dramatically”- Go to
him. He needs you.
Naruto: -Laughs and runs after
Sasuke-
Itachi: You are kind of being mean to him. Did you
really have to do that this chapter?
Dream: Uh huh.
Itachi:
Why?
Dream: Couldn't be helped. Besides. It's moving the
story along the way I want it to so deal with it. n-n
Itachi:
-Sighs and shakes his head- He's going to kill you one of these
days.
Dream: Yeah probably. Oh well. Warnings and
disclaimer. Enjoy! And dear god please review fanfiction. net
readers. I'm begging you!
lexjamandme:
-Sniggers- Just see what I did in this chapter. XD I think I'm trying
to make him worse before things turn around. Did it work? Sure hope
it did. But damn are these first chapters moving fast. xD Like seriously what the hell. xD
Warnings:
Mmm. I said some things in Russian but I've got the translation at
the end... And what else... Oh! Sasuke break down! That should be fun
right?
Disclaimer:
Don’t own Gravitation. If I did there would be more man sex.
The following
morning Sasuke was seated at the back of the room, drawing away and
ignoring everyone around him.
“Yamanaka back
to your seat or it's detention for you!” Iruka said loudly over the
dull chattering of his students.
“I was going
to talk to Sakura though, Iruka-sensei,” she replied, turning to
look at the man from where she stood.
“Haruno sits
behind you. Go back to your seat. Now.”
Ino mumbled
something and turned around, going back to her seat.
“I've told you
this once before, and I will only say it once more. To all of you.
Refrain from bothering Uchiha Sasuke. I will not tolerate it if I
find you are doing so.”
“What the hell
is it about Uchiha that has all the teachers protecting him?”
Naruto whispered to Shikamaru.
Said brunet only
shrugged. “I can't say for sure, but it might have something to do
with his mother. Probably.”
“You really
think so?”
“Yes. Now shut
up so I can go back to sleep.”
Naruto grinned
and rose from his seat, glancing warily at Iruka as he made his way
to the back corner near the window. When Iruka didn't say anything,
he grinned triumphantly inward and sat down in the vacant seat in
front of Sasuke's desk, turning to so he could could lean against the
wall. For a few minutes he sat in silence, watching Sasuke.
“Wow,” he
said. “You're good. Who is that?”
“My okasan,”
Sasuke replied, grabbing his eraser and removing some lines from the
sheet.
“She's
beautiful.”
Sasuke nodded as
he resumed drawing, setting the the eraser aside.
“Is she your
real mom?”
Sasuke shook his
head. “My biological mother died when I was eight.”
“Oh. Sorry. I
didn't know.” Well. That was a lie. No one could really forget
about what had happened to the Uchiha family eight years ago. They'd
been betrayed by a family friend, and everyone but two young boys had
been murdered.
“Don't lie,”
Sasuke murmured. “Everyone knows what happened. How could they
not?”
“Sorry,”
Naruto grumbled. “I didn't want to bring up any painful memories.”
Sasuke looked up
at him, his hand stopping. He shook his head slowly. “It's not that
they're really painful anymore, I just don't like to remember them.
It hurts to think about what happened.”
Naruto nodded,
deciding firmly to get the Uchiha's mind off of that particular
subject. “So what's she like?” he asked, gesturing at the sketch.
Sasuke looked
down and frowned. “She's nice once you get to know her.”
“Eh?”
Sasuke looked up
at the blond again. “Ah. She's usually a bit cruel to people when
she first meets them. Well. Actually only when I'm around. She
doesn't trust other people being around me.”
“Ah. Can I ask
a question?”
“You just
did.”
“You know what
I mean,” Naruto said, scowling at him. Sasuke smirked and shrugged.
“Um. This
might be a bit personal but ah... Do you have trust issues?”
Sasuke stared at
him before looking down. “Ever since that day I've always found it
hard to let myself trust anyone, or let anyone else get close to me.
Okasan and aniki are the only ones I believe I can really trust,
because I know they won't hurt me. Okasan knows this and she does
everything she can to protect me.”
Naruto nodded.
“Hey. Um. I was only wondering, but would you like to hang out with
me and my friends at lunch today?”
Sasuke hesitated
before looking away. “I don't know,” he whispered. “I mean I
saw you yesterday with all of your friends, and I don't feel
comfortable in large groups.”
Naruto nodded.
“Well then how about just me? They'll understand. Probably.”
Sasuke didn't
look at him. He refused to lift his head. Pale fingers clenched the
dark blue sweatshirt he was wearing, hands lifting to tug at the
strings. “I-I'll think about it,” he replied.
“Okay. Just
let me know before lunch period okay?”
Sasuke nodded
and continued fiddling with the strings, dark eyes watching as the
blond walked away from him.
'What the
hell?' he asked himself, turning
back to the sketch of his mother. What had prompted him to actually
even speak to the blond? He looked down at his desk, tuning out the
sound of the bell. Around him his classmates were gathering their
things and leaving.
Only when he noticed Iruka standing by his desk did he realize he was
alone.
“Sasuke?” is something wrong? Naruto didn't upset you did he?”
Sasuke looked up at the man and shook his head. “No nothing like
that. I was just thinking and I spaced out.”
“Ah. Okay then. You should get to class though okay?”
Sasuke nodded and grabbed his things, pushing his sketchbook into his
backpack. He rose from the chair and quickly left, not looking back.
“So nice of you to join us,” Asuma said as Sasuke slid the door
open and stepped inside.
Sasuke shrugged and replied, “I figured I might as well grace you
with my presence today as well.”
Asuma laughed as the pale teen made his way to the back of the class
towards the window. Class would begin in a few minutes. As he took
his seat, he realized that Shikamaru and Naruto had taken the seats
beside and in front of him. Shikamaru was sleeping and Naruto was
speaking animatedly with his friends. Apparently they had taken it
upon themselves to claim that corner and surround the Uchiha,
protecting him from the inevitable.
He didn't have to look up when the voices suddenly stopped to know
something was happening.
“What do you want, Sakura?” Naruto asked bitterly, glaring at the
pink haired menace known as Haruno Sakura,
“None of your business, Uzumaki,” she spat back at him.
Believe it or not, once upon a time Naruto and Sakura had been good
friends. They'd had a falling out in eighth grade. Naruto had
remained friends with Ino, who unlike Sakura hadn't taken it upon
herself to willingly attempt to vie for the Uchiha's attention. She
may have wanted to get to know him yes, but she wasn't interested in
the way Sakura was and she was already spoken for. It was all Sakura,
pushing her to do things that she didn't want to do and getting on
Sasuke's bad side.
At the moment though, Sakura was on her own. Ino was speaking with
her boyfriend. One of those other believe or not moments. Her
boyfriend was the black hole also known as Akimichi Choji, who mind
you, was munching away with a bag of chips in his hand.
“If you're over here it is my business,” Naruto growled.
“Shut up, Naruto,” she replied, stepping over his raised leg. She
stood beside Sasuke's desk, smiling down at him. She couldn't see the
look on his face, nor did she see the knowing look he gave the blond
in front of him.
“Iruka-sensei told you to stop bothering him.”
“No he told Ino-pig that. Besides. I'm not bothering him.”
“We both know he really meant you, forehead-girl. Iruka-sensei
knows I wouldn't mindlessly hit on someone when I'm already taken.”
“Then why'd you tell him you were going to talk to me, huh?”
“First name that popped into my head.”
“Whatever,” she said, turning back to Sasuke.
“Sakura, leave him alone,” Naruto said. “He doesn't want you
bothering him. Just go away.”
“Shut up!” she growled, lifting a hand to hit the blond.
“Haruno! Outside, now!” Asuma said loudly over the dull hum of
his students voices.
Sakura froze, hand halfway to Naruto. When she didn't move the man
spoke again.
“I said now.”
Sakura hurried to obey. She scurried past Sasuke, nearly tripping
over her feet to get out into the hallway through the back door.
Asuma left through the door at the front of the class, the door
slamming shut behind him. The class watched through the windows as
the teacher approached Sakura and started berating her, though they
had no idea what he was saying. The voices were muffled somewhat.
“Hey, Sasuke?” Naruto said, turning in his seat to face the
Uchiha.
“What?”
“Where is your mom? How come your brother was here instead of her
yesterday?”
“She's in Russia,” he replied, pulling his sketchbook and a
pencil from his backpack and setting them on the desk.
“Why?”
Sasuke shrugged as he flipped to the page, continuing Sakaye's image.
“She didn't say why she was going.”
“Oh. Does she know people there?”
“She has relatives living in Russia.”
“Really?”
Sasuke nodded. “She's half Russian, so it would make sense for her
to have relatives there. Her mother was Russian and came to Japan
during her college years. I think that's how it went anyways. I can't
remember.”
“That's cool. So do you know Russian?”
“A little. I never really had any interest in learning. My brother
speaks it fluently though.”
“That's awesome,” the brunette sitting in front of Naruto said.
Sasuke only shrugged. “I suppose.”
“So when is she coming back?” Naruto asked, ignoring his friends
outburst.
“She promised to be home before Christmas.”
“Have you ever been to Russia?”
Sasuke nodded. “Several times. After we moved she took us there on
many occasions. She'd take us to visit her grandmother most of the
time.”
Sasuke's
hand froze when a sudden realization hit him, eyes widening. 'Can't
be,' he told himself. 'She
visits Nana more than anyone. She wouldn't go for so long if
something wasn't wrong!'
“Бабушка(1),” he whispered, leaving the others confused.
“Бабушка,” he said again, his hand suddenly leaving the
desk, the pencil rolling off the desk. He pulled out the black cell
phone, flipping it open as his thumb searched for the right speed
dial. He held it to his ear when it started ringing.
“Sasuke?
Honey shouldn't you be in class? Is something wrong?”
“Бабушка,” he said quietly.
“Oh god.
Honey you-”
“What's wrong with her?” he managed to say, interrupting her.
“I didn't
want to tell you. I didn't want you to be sad.”
“Please tell me,” he begged, needing to know.
“Sweetie. Nana's dieingi.”
“No,” he whispered. “It's not true. Please don't lie to me,
okasan. She can't be dieing.”
“I'm so sorry honey,” Sakaye was saying, her words going
unheard as Sasuke dropped the phone and buried his face in his hands.
He didn't want it to be true. It couldn't possibly be true. She had
to be lying. Nana couldn't leave them.
“Sasuke?
Sasuke answer me honey. Please say something!”
When Sasuke didn't move to pick up the phone, Naruto grabbed it and
put it to his ear. “Usami-san?”
“Who is
this?”
“I'm Uzumaki Naruto, Sasuke's classmate.”
“What's he
doing?”
“He's just sitting there. His face is covered by his hands and...
shit. He just started crying.” Naruto moved from his seat and went
to Sasuke's side, arms wrapping around the shaking teen.
“Fuck,” Sakaye swore. “Tell someone to get Umino and
have him contact Itachi. He'll know what to do.”
Naruto looked up. “Kiba, go get Iruka-sensei.”
“Huh? Why?” Kiba asked.
“Just do it!” he snapped, head turning back to Sasuke.
Kiba nodded and bolted from his seat to get out of the room.
“What's going on?” Asuma said, having seen Kiba leaving the class
room.
“I don't know,” Naruto said. “We were talking and all of a
sudden out of nowhere he calls someone.”
“Give me the phone.”
Naruto handed it over quickly.
“Who is this?” he demanded.
“Asuma?”
Asuma paused. “Saka? What did you tell him? The kid's freaking out
here.”
Sakaye sighed. “I told him the truth.”
“What are you talking about?”
“My
grandmother is dieing. He called me and demanded to know if the
reason I'm Russia is because of her.”
Asuma sighed. “I can't believe it.”
“How do you
think I feel? You're not the one sitting next to a woman you've known
for thirty one years and there's nothing you can do to help her. He
wasn't supposed to know until I got back home. I wasn't going to tell
him until then.”
“Naruto take him outside,” Asuma said to the blond. “Saka, what
do you plan to do now?”
Sakaye sighed. “I wish I could go back to Japan right now, but I
can't. I've got to much to do still.”
“Like what?”
“What do
you think?”
Asuma sighed again and watched as the blond pulled the silent Uchiha
from his seat and dragged him out into the hallway. He turned around
and watched Iruka approaching, following Kiba. He scratched his chin
and followed them out, sliding the door shut behind him.
“Sakaye? What are we supposed to do?”
When she didn't respond, he shrugged helplessly and handed the phone
over to Iruka. The brunet put it to his ear, listening to the muffled
voices in the background. He couldn't understand what they were
saying, so he remained silent.
“Asuma?”
“No.”
“Iruka.
Shit hold on.”
Iruka heard more muffled voices, a dim beeping sound echoing through
the line.
“Give the
phone to Sasuke.”
“Why?”
“Just do it
will you? Nana wants to talk to him.”
“Alright,” Iruka said, pulling the phone away and approaching
Sasuke, holding the phone out to him. When he didn't take it, Naruto
grabbed it from him and held it to the Uchiha's ear.
He choked back a sob when he heard her voice coming through the line,
Sakaye's voice in the background translating the Russian words being
said to him.
“Моя мало Sasuke. Я
знаю, что это трудно для Вас, но мое время
медленно подходит к концу, и. Мне хотелось
бы видеть вас в последний раз, но я знаю,
он будет разорвать свое сердце, чтобы
увидеть дорогие старые бабушки, как
этот. было мое пожелание, чтобы вы не
пришла. Но мой дорогой мальчик, я один
последний подарок для вас. Ваша мать
будет, когда она возвращается к вам. Я
люблю тебя, Sasuke. Я люблю Вас и Itachi это
очень много. Он грустно мне знать, я
больше не попасть на ваши улыбающиеся
лица, но не забывайте, я всегда буду
следить за вами.(2)”
Tears were streaming down his face as he pulled his head away from
Naruto's hand and the phone he held. He sank out of the blond's grasp
to the floor, thin arms wrapping tightly around his body as he
sobbed. He could feel those arms around him again, but he didn't
care. He was losing his Nana. He couldn't lose her too. It was to
much. His eyes were clenched tightly shut, tears still finding their
way out to rush down his cheeks, pooling by his chin and dripping
onto his thighs.
He didn't move when a swear echoed loudly from the phone. Naruto's
thumb had pressed against the speaker button. Sakaye's voice could be
heard, yelling something in Russian as other voices joined hers, the
sound of a flat lining monitor heard beneath her voice. They could
all hear the choked back sobs from the woman still on the phone, he
voice screaming for them to do something, or they thought so anyways.
Sasuke's body trembled in Naruto's arms as he was racked with sobs,
the tears coming full force from his eyes in an endless stream. How
could this have happened?
“Бабушка!” Sakaye screamed. “Бабушка
нет! Не! Вы не можете!(3)”
Silence. Silence followed her outburst. They could hear her muffled
sobs as she desperately tried to collect herself.
“She's
gone,” Sakaye murmured. “She's
really gone.” There was a
pause as someone said something. Sakaye cried and replied.
“Sasuke?”she whispered. “Nana's
gone. I'm sorry sweetheart.”
No one moved for what seemed the longest time until Iruka's shaking
hand reached for the phone, taking it from the unmoving Naruto still
holding onto the sobbing Uchiha.
“Sakaye? What do I do?”
“Call
Itachi. Please. He needs his brother now more than ever. Tell him for
me what happened. I... I have calls to make. Inform Tsunade he'll be
going home.”
“I understand. Goodbye Saka.”
“Goodbye
Ruka.”
He listened as the call ended, the annoying tone sounding in his ear
before he pushed end, his fingers moving to locate the contact list
and Itachi's phone number.
“Take him to the office, Naruto,” Iruka said. “Kiba get his
things.”
The two boys nodded, Kiba hurrying into the classroom to grab the
Uchiha's things while Naruto slowly coaxed Sasuke to his feet.
“Hello?”
“Itachi-san?”
Itachi paused. “Umino-sensei?”
“Yes. I'm afraid you need to come to the school and get Sasuke.”
“What
happened?”
“I don't know all of the details, but... Sakaye's grandmother
she... she just passed away. We heard everything over the speaker.”
Itachi sighed heavily. “I was afraid her trip would be something
like this. I'll be there as soon as I can. Thank you for calling me.”
“Of course,” Iruka said, walking behind the slow moving teens
towards the main office. He would need to tell Tsunade what happened.
“See ya,” Itachi muttered, ending the call.
-
“What are you saying, Sakaye?”
“What
do you think I'm saying? If that bastard finds out my grandmother
died, he'll know I'm not in Japan with boys. You know damn well he
wants to finish them off.”
“So what the hell am I supposed to do, huh?”
“Call
Zabuza.”
“What? Why?”
“Because
he's still my partner, and he'll know what to do. I have to tie up
some loose ends before I can go back to Japan. I'll do what I can to
shorten the time, but I can't guarantee anything. You have to keep
them safe.”
“I know that,” Tsunade growled into the phone. “I'll never let
that bastard get them. Not after all of things he's done. Why haven't
you guys caught him yet?”
“Because
he's one slippery bastard. Every fucking time we get close enough to
apprehending him, he slips out of our grasp and gets away. All of
this god damn evidence we have isn't doing us any good. When I get
back, we're taking it up a notch.”
“What are you planning, Sakaye?”
“You
know I can't tell you. You're no longer one of my superiors, so I
can't involve you. Only Jiraiya.”
“Maybe I'll just get the information from him.”
“You
know he won't tell you. He may be the unofficial leader, but like the
rest of us he's sworn to secrecy. Please don't ask anything of him.
Just keep my boys safe. And call Yuri for me.”
“Why?”
“Remember
what I told you about wanting to have a child of my own?”
“Of course I remember.”
“Yuri
agreed to be a surrogate carrier since I no longer have the option of
having children myself. I can't take the time off, and my life is
always in danger. Hell I'm surprised I'm even still alive now.”
Tsunade sighed heavily. “Alright. I'll call her. Any idea who the
father is going to be?”
“Of
course, but that's a secret.”
“Come on tell me!”
“No
way!”
“Why not?”
“Because
I don't want you to know.”
“Tch fine. Be that way,” Tsunade grumbled, reaching for an
unlabeled bottle sitting on her desk. “Come back soon. Sasuke needs
you. I already know that.”
“I
know,” Sakaye said.
“I'll be home as soon as possible.”
“Good,” Tsunade said, taking a drink from the bottle. “See you
then.”
“See
ya,” Sakaye said, both women
ending the call at the same time someone knocked on the door to
Tsunade's office.
“Come in,” Tsunade said. “What can I do for you Umino-san?”
“I just wanted to let you know that Uchiha Sasuke is going home for
the rest of the day.”
“Why?”
“He um... he found out his grandmother died.”
Tsunade nodded sadly. She already knew of course, but that didn't
mean she was going to say anything. “Give me a moment and I'll be
right out.”
“Eh? Why?”
“I have to speak with his brother when he arrives.”
Iruka nodded and turned to go, closing the door behind him. Tsunade
sighed heavily and took another drink from the bottle before hiding
it from Shizune. She couldn't have the woman finding out she'd been
drinking at school. Wouldn't turn into a situation in her favor.
“Jesus
Sakaye. Get this shit over with already,” she grumbled, picking up
her cell phone sitting on the left
side of the desk, thumb moving to dial Yuri's number and tell her the
news.
“Hello Yuri,” Tsunade said, rising from her seat and moving
around the desk to the door.
“Eh?Sanada-san?”
“Usami wanted me to call you and tell you she wants to go through
with it,” she replied, opening the door and leaving her office.
“Ah.
Ok then. Tell her to call me as soon as she can okay?”
“I have to ask though. Do you know who it is?”
“I
have an idea, but I can't tell you.”
“Why not? I promise I won't tell her I know.”
Yuri laughed. “She'll find out and you know it. I'd rather not
be killed before I can make her wish come true. I'll be seeing you
Sanada.” The call abruptly ended, the dial tone sounding in
Tsunade's ear before she snapped it closed.
She muttered something under her breath as she passed the empty
desks, most of the teachers either in their classrooms or bothering
some teacher or other. She found Sasuke and Naruto sitting by the
door leading out to the hallway. The black haired student hunched
over in the blonds arms not moving aside from the occasional shaking of
his shoulders. She sighed softly and moved past them, opening the
door and stepping out into the hallway to wait for Itachi. She needed
to speak with him.
TBC...
(1) “Grandmother.”
(2) “My little Sasuke. I know this is hard for you to accept, but
my time is slowly coming to and end. I wish I could see you one last
time, but I know it would break your heart to see your dear old
grandmother like this. it was my wish that you did not come. But my
dear boy, I have one last gift for you. Your mother will have it when
she returns to you. I love you, Sasuke. I love both you and Itachi so
very much. It saddens me to know I will no longer get to see your
smiling face, but remember I will always be watching over you.”
(3) “Grandmother! Grandmother no! Don't go! You can't!”
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