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The Blessed Realm	By : susanna Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1767 -:- 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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Chapter
Sixty: The end of procrastination

Sasuke
did not need any explanations to understand that Naruto was troubled
by the story. He laid one arm around Naruto's shoulders to comfort
him, and with his hand he caressed his navel. He woke up the kyuubi
which began to bang its head against the bars of its cage, causing
Naruto pain; still Naruto did not move Sasuke's hand to another, less
vulnerable point (say his cock) but just held it fast on his navel,
preventing Sasuke from moving it around.

“Don't
worry about the kyuubi”, Sasuke said. “It's just a demon,
nothing more. It's not an assemblage of people's hatred, or any
hatred. It's a demon, it happens to live inside you, but it's got
nothing to do with you. You are Naruto, you are friendly towards
everyone, you care for everyone, you don't think of your own
advantage. And if the worst happens and the demon tries to overcome
you I can still control it. Anyway, this is only a story for
children, made up to give them some excitement and to teach them to
get along with other people. It's made up, it's got nothing to do
with reality. No one, not even the Rikudou, can create something
that's as big as the moon.”

“You
don't know how big the moon is, so you don't know whether the Rikudou
was able to create it.”

“People
here will know”, Sasuke said. “They know a lot of stuff.
And the story is made up all the same. Hatred is a feeling, and it
can't take solid form. The creature inside you is an ordinary demon,
nothing more.”

Naruto
did not feel comforted. “You don't know all this”, he
said.

He
allowed Sasuke to hold and caress him, and slowly he calmed down.

“What
about doing something to promote peace yourself?” Sasuke said
when he felt that Naruto had relaxed. “Like writing the
introduction to the Gutsy Ninja.”

Naruto
remained motionless for about a minute, then he sat up abruptly,
shaking off Sasuke's arm.

“I
will do it now”, he said.

Sasuke
was surprised: Naruto had been putting off this task for quite some
time now (just as the task of working out a decent plan to defeat
Danzou), so he had not expected such a sudden resolve. He watched him
take place at his desk, chew his pencil, write some sentences, chew
his pencil again, strike out what he had written, tear apart the
paper and take a new one, chew his pencil again. Sasuke understood
that he could not help his friend and went out to do some shopping:
for some time now he had planned to buy himself some perfume, liking
the smell of the ones the other gay men used, but he had always
refrained from it as he feared that Naruto would make fun of him. Now
was the perfect time, he thought, but inside the shop, trying out the
various brands he could not focus because his thoughts kept wandering
to Naruto. When he returned he had not bought anything. Naruto,
however, had written something he could present him:

The
Gutsy Ninja is the first book Jiraiya ever wrote. It was written
after his encounter with Nagato and his two friends from Amegakure,
three orphans who had become Jiraiya's students. They accepted him as
their teacher even though he was from Konoha. It had been ninjas from
Konoha who were responsible for killing their parents, but Nagato and
his friends learnt to trust Jiraiya as he did not treat them as
enemies but offered them first food and then training.

Jiraiya
had a soft spot for Nagato: Nagato dreamt of peace, and he inspired
Jiraiya to dream of peace too. Right at the beginning of their time
as teacher and student Nagato had to defend his friends against some
robbers who had attacked them to steal their food. Nagato killed the
attackers but he immediately regretted it. Jiraiya tried to disperse
his doubts. He told Nagato that he did the right thing, defending his
friends. This is what ninja are expected to do and what they are
praised for. Nagato, however, went further than this: He dreamt of a
way to protect one's friends without killing anyone.

Jiraiya
was moved by this idea. When he discovered that Nagato had the
Rinnegan, the mythical eye jutsu of the Rikudou Sennin himself, he
hoped that Nagato might be the reincarnation of the ancient sage and
bring peace and salvation to this world.

He
was disappointed. Nagato lost faith in the possibility of achieving
peace without killing people. Jiraiya, however, kept dreaming of that
kind of peace. He wrote the Gutsy Ninja in the hope that it would
help people to overcome their hatred and learn to understand each
other, and he dedicated the book to Nagato. It was his greatest
desire that the kind of peace that's founded on mutual understanding,
not on killing people, might become reality, greater than his desire
for women, or for sex.

As
Jiraiya's heir it's my wish that Jiraiya's greatest dream should not
be forgotten. I release this new edition of the Gutsy Ninja in the
hope that it will again inspire people with a desire for peace.

Sasuke
looked up: Naruto was waiting for his judgement, fiddling with his
hair.

“You
should begin with the stuff about the dedication”, he said.
“Otherwise people won't know why you wrote so much about this
Nagato.”

Naruto
nodded, and the tension in his face grew.

“Otherwise
it's okay.”

Naruto's
began to move from one side to the other in his chair.

“It
really is. You go straight to the point: That Nagato dreamt of a way
to protect one's friends without killing people.”

Naruto
still did not look happy. Sasuke embraced him.

“It's
good”, he said. “People will be moved by Jiraiya's dream
of peace that's founded on understanding. The Gutsy Ninja will
impress them. They will understand about the importance of peace.”

Slowly
Naruto relaxed, and Sasuke dissolved the embrace.

“I
always thought that Jiraiya wrote the Gutsy Ninja for you”,
Sasuke said. “Naming the hero after you so that you may
identify with him and choose him as a role model.”

“It
was the other way around”, Naruto answered. “I was named
after the Gutsy Ninja. My father, the Yondaime, was Jiraiya's
student, so I guess he had to proofread the book, just as I had to
read Icha-Icha, and he liked it so much that he named me after the
hero.”

“It
must mean a lot to you.”

“It
does.”

They
were silent for a while. Sasuke looked at his friend, thinking that
he was very beautiful in his earnestness and his idealism. He had
fallen in love with the cheerful kid who had smiled at everyone and
tried to remain in good spirit even though no one liked him, but
Naruto was no longer a kid: He was a young man who was very serious
about giving the world what it most needed: peace. He admired him,
and at the same time he envied him. He regretted that his own family
had not left him a dream as great and noble as the dream of the kind
of peace that did not include killing people. They had just been
ordinary ninja, maybe a bit stronger than average, running the
military police of Konoha, but this did not mean that they were less
important or that they should be forgotten...

“I
have read about this Nagato”, he said. “He and his
friends led a group of rebels during the Second Ninja World War. When
they wanted to meet Hanzo, the regular leader of Amegakure, to
negotiate a truce they were led into a trap laid by Danzou. After the
betrayal their methods grew more ruthless. Before they had confined
themselves to acts of sabotage, but then they also turned to killing
people, including civilians.”

“He
told me about it”, Naruto answered, thinking that he had not
been told that Nagato had led a group of rebels.

“You
talked to him?”

“Yes,
after I fought him when he had attacked Konoha.”

Against
his will, Sasuke was impressed, but he tried not to show it.

“So
in the end he decided to attack Konoha in retribution for what Konoha
nin had done to him”, he said. “Jiraiya's mistakes
were the same as the Gutsy Ninja's. You don't achieve peace if you
think it's only crimes commited against Konoha that need to be
forgiven.”

Naruto
did not anwer.

“Nagato
was a fool anyway”, Sasuke continued. “He was too
idealistic and naive, believing that there might be peace with
someone as Danzou. You should include him in your preface:
Tell people that it was Danzou who's responsible that Nagato lost
faith in his dream of peace without killing people. With someone as
Danzou, peace is not possible.”

Naruto
was not sure whether he really wanted to follow this advice. He felt
annoyed at Sasuke that he could think of nothing but his grudge
against Danzou.

“You
may rewrite the preface if this is so important to you”, he
said.

“I
will”, Sasuke answered. “I will tell people: Watch out
for people like Danzou, as with them peace is not possible.”

He
paused for a few seconds, and when he talked again it was in a much
lower, calmer voice. “Itachi dreamt of peace too, and he made
the same mistake as Nagato: he trusted Danzou, and believed him when
he told him that in order to preserve peace he had to kill his own
clan.”

“That
was the wrong kind of peace”, Naruto said. “It was the
kind of peace that's based on killing people. But killing just
continues the chain of hatred. It does not create the kind of peace
that lasts.”

“It
would have lasted if Itachi had carried out the original plan and
killed me too”, Sasuke said.

Naruto
leant back, wondering about the implications of Sasuke's words.

“You
don't create peace by killing children”, he said agitatedly.

He
drew Sasuke into his arms. He did it slowly and more carefully than
ever since they had become lovers, feeling that Sasuke was all stiff
and lost in his sorrow. Still he accepted Naruto's embrace.

“I
am glad that he spared you”, he said.

“I
just wish he had spared the rest of the family too”, Sasuke
replied.

Slowly
he relaxed and allowed himself to be held by Naruto. It had been
wrong to kill the clan, he thought, even if they had been planning a
coup d'etat. It did him well to hear it again and again: They had not
deserved to die. He had not deserved to die. Danzou would have to
pay.

A/N:
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