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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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Chapter
Sixty-Five: It happens here, too

Even
though he was playing with Juugo's fostersisters Sasuke still noticed
when Naruto hid his face in his hands. The mothers patted Naruto's
shoulders, and the little girls, also noticing that something was
wrong with Naruto, ran to him and climbed onto the bench to embrace
him. The picture of the lonely baby lying next to the dead man made
them fall silent immediately.

Sasuke
was too old to run when he didn't happen to play football. He was
also a bit worried about all these females comforting Naruto, but
when he arrived the mothers told their daughters to make room for
him, so that he might sit next to his friend. He laid his arms around
him, and seeing the picture he understood Naruto's sorrow. He was not
as shocked as the two women and their daughters, mostly because he
had seen it before and also because he knew about Naruto's childhood.

“Why
is this child all alone?” one of the little girls asked,
apparently not understanding that the child was Naruto.

“His
parents have died”, her mother answered.

“And
now?”

“People
will come and pick him up and care for him.”

The
girl looked very serious and worried, trying hard to integrate what
she had heard into her idea of the world. Her mother laid her arm
around her shoulder and caressed her cheeks: Both of them know that
for a child it's the end of the world if the parents die, Sasuke
thought, but they don't think that it might happen to themselves. For
him and Naruto it was real. He drew him closer to himself, caressing
his shoulder and his hands and kissing his neck.

“It's
a weird coincidence that both of you are orphans”, the other
mother said. “But that's not the reason you became friends and
lovers, is it?”

He
thought about it. “Maybe, maybe not. They put us into one team
when we became genin, so maybe they thought we might get along well.”

“But
you haven't been an orphan for all your life, have you? Your have
memories of your parents. Were they killed in battle too?”

Sasuke
shook his head. “They were murdered.”

“Murdered!”

People
in Music Town were all too predictable in their reactions, Sasuke
thought. Still he enjoyed the women's shock. Looking into the faces
of the little girls, however, he had a bit of a bad conscience... But
the girls were not as vulnerable as he thought: After a short time
the first of them had regained her ability to talk and ask questions:

“Did
they catch the murderer?”

“Who?”

“The
police.”

His
clan had been the police, Sasuke thought. Itachi's strike had
eradicated it. The thought hurt, but he had to get a grip on himself
in order not to disturb the girl even more.

“I
caught him”, he said.

Both
the girls and their mothers looked shocked.

“Was
this not dangerous? He killed your family after all, so he might have
killed you too.”

Sasuke
felt offended, not getting the respect he thought he deserved. They
care, he thought, and then he remembered his own mother who had also
always failed to acknowledge his achievements and instead told him to
be careful, and he felt reconciled with their behaviour.

“I
may seem young in your eyes, but I am a capable ninja”, he
said. “I can fight for myself.”

He
did not need to tell them that he had almost died during the fight
against Itachi and that he would have died if Itachi had not broken
down from some illness.

“And
then?” the women asked. “Did you take him back to Konoha?
Was he put to trial in the end?”

Sasuke
shook his head. There were trials in Konoha, he thought, though the
ones he had heard of had all been about minor crimes. But murderers
were put to trial too, weren't they? Itachi had been questioned about
the death of Shisui...

“He
was from ANBU”, Sasuke said. “He could not be arrested
except on orders from the Hokage.”

“What
is ANBU?”

“The
Assassination Squad of Konoha: They are only responsible to the
Hokage himself.”

The
women looked – not really shocked, Sasuke thought, but rather
disturbed. “I am sorry”, one of them finally said. “I
tend to forget that you are ninja and that sometimes ninja are sent
on missions to kill people. It makes sense that someone who accepts
such a job needs to know that he won't be put to trial for it.”

Her
partner was not so ready to accept this: “It's still creepy
that people are allowed to hire killers and get away with it.”

Both
women had obvious difficulties to come to terms with the information.

“The
Hokage has to consent”, the first woman said. “So there's
at least one hurdle that has to be taken, and one cannot simply buy a
murderer.”

“But
if he alone has the power to decide over life or death of people he
can have them killed simply for his own political advantage, and no
one can control him.”

Both
were thoughtful.

“Don't
think it doesn't happen here, too”, the first woman finally
said. “We just don't hear about it.”

They
were silent for some minutes.

“Does
this mean that the Hokage gave his consent to your family's murder”,
the second woman then asked Sasuke, finally putting two and two
together. “Then it makes sense that the murderer was not put to
trial.”

Sasuke
had never considered it. After the massacre his only thought had been
that he wanted to pay back to Itachi what he had done to him, to hurt
him and leash out against him and destroy him. It had never occured
to him that Itachi might have been captured by someone else and then
be put to trial, and no one had ever suggested it to him. He would
not have wanted it: he had wanted to triumph over Itachi and to show
him that finally he had become stronger: so strong that he might have
protected his family against his brother.

Cautiously
he tried to imagine how as a child he might have felt if people had
presented Itachi to him, saying “we'll put him to trial now.”

He
shook his head. The government of Konoha had ordered the murder. They
would not have put Itachi to trial.

Naruto
was listening to the conversation too, after recovering first from
his pain and then from his annoyance that Sasuke had again managed to
get all the attention for himself. He had never given much thought to
ANBU. They hunted down criminals and rogue ninja and other people who
were dangerous to Konoha or to Fire Country, and he had never doubted
that their work was a valuable contribution to the safety of his
village, though of course he had hoped that Sasuke would not get
hunted down and killed. He himself was a rogue nin now, but only
because of Danzou. He wondered why the two women thought it creepy
that the Hokage had the right to decide over the legitimacy of ANBU
missions: Who else should do it? The problem was not the system but
the fact that Danzou was Hokage.

He
was on the point of explaining this to the two women when he
remembered that the Sandaime had given his consent to the murder of
Sasuke's family.

The
next day he ceased to think about the problem. He was more interested
in what the women had told him about religion, and with Karin he went
to the library to borrow some books with titles as “religions
of the world”. They turned out to be either too thick and
complicated for his taste, ot too thin, containing more pictures than
text. Juugo's fostermothers suggested to him that he might visit the
local congregations of the various religions of Music Town and learn
by listening to people instead of reading books.

It
became his new project that kept him busy for quite some time. Sasuke
did not accompany him on these occasions, but he listened to Naruto
in the evenings when he told him of his adventures. He had never been
very religious: Together with his family he had attended the
ceremonies on important holidays but after the massacre he had
stopped this, and begun to disdain religion, and Naruto's tales of
his encounter with the various priests of the local religions did not
change his attitude. When Naruto told him that people believed that
there were gods, or one god, who loved all people, he felt not
comforted but hurt: his family, including himself and Itachi,
obviously had not been loved, or the massacre would not have
happened. The idea of karma was equally hurtful, as it implied that
they had all deserved to die.

He
was restless these days, and sometimes a bit depressed. Naruto dreamt
of peace and was busy learning about the various religions both of
Music Town and the world, but he himself was without any project. For
some time, seducing Naruto had been his project, but now he had
accomplished it, and though he really enjoyed being in love with
Naruto and having sex with him he no longer dreamt of sex at moments
when he was not actually engaged in having it. The task of finding a
plan to take down Danzou he had delegated to Naruto, so this was no
longer a project of his, either. Sometimes he considered working out
a plan by himself, as Naruto was obviously not making any progress,
but he did not have any idea how to kill Danzou and not be executed
for it. Besides, taunting Naruto about not being able to come up with
a suitable plan was much more fun.

Also
when he thought of leaving Music Town in order to take Danzou out of
office he could not help feeling sad. He loved the place, more than
Naruto did, he liked people here and wanted to mix with them and to
be liked by them in return. Killing Danzou and then being killed for
it had ceased to be a desirable future.

A/N:
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