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The Blessed Realm	By : susanna Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter
Seventy-Six: Continuing the Tradition

Sasuke
had understood that there was no way to convince anyone of letting
him and Naruto raise a kid, at least not at the moment. Still he was
determined to take some first steps so that he might achieve this aim
at a later point in time.

“I'm
looking for a better-paid job”, he told Naruto. “You want
to come with me?”

Naruto
felt Sasuke's determination, obviously he already knew what kind of
job he was going to look for. Considering his most recent experiences
he decided that it might be wise not to let Sasuke go on his own into
this new adventure.

Indeed
Sasuke already knew what he wanted. He went straight to a place that
was a bit hidden between the side streets of the center of town, but
nonetheless a nice place with a playground and old men sitting
outside of cafes and playing chess and backgammon. There was a huge,
rather ugly building on one side of the place whose purpose had
remained unknown to Sasuke for a long time (though actually he had
not cared much about it either), but reading a brochure he had taken
with him after watching the puppet play at the festival he had found
out: It was the head quarters of the police. He found it a bit sad
that it was not set in a more representative building, or that it did
not announce more proudly what it was, but today this was not
important: With Naruto in tow he pushed open the entrance door and
entered.

Inside
the building was more impressive, though Sasuke could not help
noticing that the entrance hall was a bit shabby and neglected.
Nonetheless it was several stories high, with a transparent dome on
top and galleries running along it on the upper stories. Naruto got
nervous, Sasuke's confidence and determination did not offer him any
comfort at all. Also after taking care not to get controlled by the
police for so long he felt in danger in between so many policepeople,
but fortunately no one adressed them to ask what they were doing
here.

Sasuke
found an information table near the central staircase, figured out
where to go and went to the first floor, Naruto still following him.
Here everything was more representative, the corridor was wider, the
walls were covered in light wood, there were pictures on the wall and
occasionally some chairs to sit on and an extravagant coffee automat.
Sasuke went from door to door, reading the signs, still quite
confident while Naruto felt more and more insecure. Finally he had
found what he was looking for and knocked at the door. A female voice
asked him to enter.

He
should have expected it, Sasuke thought while he stared at the woman
in the room. She was in her fifties, quite overweight, the jacket of
her uniform hang next to the door and the two top buttons of her
shirt were open, revealing a chain of large, artificial pearls and
the spot where her breasts parted. He should have expected it in this
town that seemed to be full of women, but at least he had expected a
woman who looked a bit like a fighter.

She
looked expectantly at Sasuke and he realized that he should stop
staring at her breasts.

“Are
you the head of the police?” he asked.

“I'm
his assistant. He's next door. What do you want of him?”

“I
came to offer him my services.”

“Ah,
really. What makes you think he might need them?”

“I'm
a highly skilled ninja.”

“Are
you? Well, how old are you, if I may ask?”

“Seventeen.
Is this a problem? Do you have to be off age in order to join the
police?”

“You
don't, if you have your parents' consent. Have you discussed your
plans with them?”

He
stood silent, and the woman began to look irritated. He decided to
tell her the truth: “They are dead.”

“Oh,
I am sorry.” There were the few seconds of silence Sasuke was
already used to. At least she was no longer looking at him as if she
considered him quite amusing. “In that case you need the
consent of your legal guardian. If you turn around you'll find a
brochure that explains how you can apply to become a policeman.
You'll need to hurry though: Classes at our training center start
soon.”

“I've
already read your brochures”, Sasuke replied, taking out the
copy he had picked up at the festival, “and I haven't come to
apply for your training center, but to offer my services.”

“Well,
even if you are good at martial arts there's still a lot of other
things you have to learn. You should make up your mind to take part
in the entrance exams, if you're really serious about becoming a
policeman.”

She
fell silent, and turning around Sasuke knew why: Her boss had
appeared in the door that connected the two rooms. He was more like
Sasuke's idea of a head of police, though he was a bit overweight
too.

“So
you have a woman to protect you”, Sasuke said.

The
man looked irritated, then he smiled. “I have. She's good at
it, as you should have noticed.”

It
took Sasuke some seconds to understand him. “I came to talk to
you, not to attack you.”

“People
who want to talk to me are what she's protecting me from”, the
man replied. But you're lucky: I happen to have time. Come in!”

Both
boys followed him into his office. He had a look but he also had a
table where he sat down to talk to visitors. His assistant brought
coffee for all three of them.

“So
you're a ninja and want to work for us”, the head of the police
said. “Which village are you from?”

“Konoha.”

“Konoha!
I have heard it's become difficult to escape from it now. They've
even imposed a limit on missions as too many people have deserted.
How did you manage to get out?”

“I left when it
was still possible”, Sasuke answered.

“And
you made it to Music Town. Most deserters end up in one of the other
ninja villages, where they are forced to take a civilian job and
otherwise hope for better times.”

Sasuke
grew nervous. Without being aware of it he took Naruto's hand. The
head of the police saw it.

“You
don't have to explain it. So what makes you want to work for the
police here? You're a ninja, after all, not a policeman.”

Sasuke
leant back. “My clan used to be in charge of the military
police of Konoha.”

The
man took a few seconds before he answered. “Used to? And now?”

“They
were murdered. It happened before Danzou became Hokage, but he was
the driving force behind the murder.”

“I
think I read about it in the paper”, the head of the police
replied. “It's was quite some time ago, and I remember it only
dimly. So you're the kid who survived...”

“Yes.”

“It
was only a small note in the newspaper. One of my colleagues found
it, and we discussed it for several days, wondering how such a thing
could happen. One always fears for oneself in such a situation. Later
we wondered why the murderer was not caught, and why the police was
not reestablished.”

Sasuke
just listened.

“So
now you want to continue your family's tradition.”

“Yes.”

“And
reoganize the police in Konoha once the political situation has
changed.”

“We
won't wait for that. We plan to drive Danzou out of office by
ourselves.”

Naruto
wished that Sasuke was a bit more careful. This was not a personal
friend after all.

The
man however reacted as everyone they had told about their intentions:
He did not take them seriously.

“Well,
as long as you keep to the law: joining a group of exiles from Fire
Country is fine, kidnapping the ambassador is not.”

“Why
should we do this?” Sasuke asked. “Our target is Danzou,
not the ambassador.”

The
man looked at him for some seconds, then he returned to their
original subject.

“I
can imagine giving you training as a policeman. I have to warn you,
however: You think that as a ninja you are superior to our people who
have to learn martial arts from scratch when they start their career
at the police. But there's more to being a policeman than just
fighting: you also have to learn when not to fight, and how to end a
conflict without fighting.”

“That's
okay to me”, Sasuke replied. It was actually what he was most
curious to learn.

“And
you'll have to learn about rules. In the ninja villages everything is
okay if the Kage thinks it necessary to protect the village,
including torture and murder. Here, it's strictly forbidden.”

Sasuke
straightened. “You confuse the police and ANBU”, he said.
“ANBU is without rules. The police has rules.”

Actually
he had no idea what these rules may have been. But there must have
been some, or Itachi could have been arrested after Shisui's
disappearance.

“Still
you have to learn about our rules. So I suggest that you apply at our
training center. They are normally the people you have to talk to if
you want to start a career as a policeman.

Sasuke
had hoped that talking directly to the head of the police would get
him accepted without having to go through years of training again.
Apparently this would not work.

“Do
you already know which direction you want to take?”

Sasuke
nodded. “I want to ride one of these big animals. Horses.”

The
man leant back and smiled. “But that's for girls”, he
said.

Sasuke
felt offended.

“Oh,
well, you're gay, that explains it.”

Now
Sasuke felt really hurt. “The warriors of old rode these
horses”, he said.

“If
you say so. You get a chance to learn to ride them, but I think
you'll prefer different tasks with more responsibility. What are your
academic qualifications?”

Sasuke
looked confused.

“Which
kind of schools did you go to, and which exams did you pass?”

“The
ninja academy of Konoha”, Sasuke answered.

“Sorry,
I should have come to that conclusion by myself. We'll probably have
to make allowances for you so that you have a chance to pass the
entrance exam. I'll talk to people at the training center. Maybe
however you will have to return to school for another year or two
before you can start your training.”

Sasuke's
courage sank. This was not what he had expected.

“And
you should apply for citizenship if you haven't done so already.
Konoha might see it as a provocation if we train you as a policeman.
It will help if we can claim that we are training you for our own
police.”

Sasuke
had considered that he should finally get some official status.
Applying for citizenship was not what he had intended, but he was
ready for it.

“Where
can I apply to become a citizen?” he asked.

“Downstairs
on the floor to the left. Fill out your application and then come
back with a confirmation that you have applied.”

He
looked into his calendar.

“Tomorrow
afternoon I have time. I'll tell my protectress to let you pass.”

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