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Chapter Seven: Future Wishes

Tsunade was aware that there were better and more responsible Kages than her in the Shinobi world. However, this did not mean she thought she did a bad job as the Hokage of Konoha. Well, maybe she was a little lazy when it came to paper work, and maybe she needed to get drunk at least once a day to put up with all the shit she was submitted to every single day, but still, the villagers respected her and she did the best she could to keep the village safe and prosperous.

She was proud of her work and even more proud of her Shinobi. She had her personal favorites, but who didn't, right? She still wanted every single person to be happy and content.

The sun was waking up slowly and coming in through the Mizukage's simple but spacious quarters. The small center table that had been settled between both their armchairs was filled with several small white bottles of Sake. They had been chatting throughout the night about women's issues, state affairs, their jobs as Kages and so many other things that the Hokage could not even remember it all. Nevertheless, something told her that Terumi had made sure to get her tired and drunk enough to approach more intimate and delicate matters and now, after Tsunade had heard everything she had to say, she felt utterly shocked and bewildered.

Drunk as she may be, she was still sober enough to understand that what the other woman was suggesting was completely crazy.

"You want to take Uchiha Sasuke with you?" Tsunade asked coldly, slumping in her fluffy armchair and rubbing her eyes.

"Don't make it sound like I'm kidnapping him," Terumi said gently. "It's all about politics, as I told you. Sasuke and Haru are the last members of two very powerful bloodlines; it would be very beneficial if…"

"Terumi, this is Sasuke's home," Tsunade interrupted, looking directly into the Mizukage's emerald eyes. "Even if once he thought otherwise, he still grew up here and has built his life, his friends and his career here. He's fought hard for what he is and what he achieved. You can't expect him to let go of that."

To her surprise, Terumi crossed her leg elegantly and smiled knowingly.

"My dear Tsunade, what is it exactly that he has to lose?" She asked, in a rhetorical way. "Ao and Choujiro have been following him once in a while and frankly, there is nothing exceptionally interesting in his life. Yes, he is in ANBU and has a lover that matches his skills. Still, it is a male lover, unable to bear his children. His routine is boring and his brains aren't being put to full use. Do you really think he would say no to my proposition?"

She did have a point, Tsunade concluded against her will; biting her lower lip rudely. Terumi leaned in elegantly.

"He is the kind of man who wants power and recognition," She kept on, in almost a whisper. "He deserves it too. What I'm offering goes way beyond any man's wildest dreams; the possibility to have powerful heirs, and the complete leadership of Haru's village. I think he is perfect, he'll know how to make it prosper once more, and I'm sure he is more than capable of turning that small, God forsaken place into another Shinobi village."

"He is not that easily manipulated," Tsunade muttered, frowning. "I doubt he would marry without love or even without some sort of more intimate feelings."

"That is why I'm telling you that we should let him and Haru get to know each other." The Mizukage pressed on, leaning back again, crossing her hands over her lap. "I know it would be a great loss for you though. But still, it would be an arranged marriage, a certainty that there will be more Sharingan users in the future and more people with Haru's powers. It's not like Sasuke can't come back once he's fulfilled his duties as Haru's husband and the leader of her birthplace. You can be certain that I will make sure they provide at least one heir for each of our countries."

Tsunade sighed deeply. She had had too many drinks, it seemed like all that talk was senseless.

"What exactly are Haru's powers?" She chose to ask, not trusting herself to allow such a thing just yet.

"She is a priestess, as I already told you, thus, a seer." Terumi explained slowly. "She has many gifts that have been passed on from her ancestors. Most of her clan – who has been serving Kirigakure for many decades now - passed away a few years ago when the great pandemic struck her village and brought it to ruins. Last year her mother died from illness, and a few months ago, her older brother was murdered. She is said to be the most powerful of her bloodline. She sees the future, the past, and the present. She knows the world. Apart from that, she has amazing healing powers and is the most fabulous seal maker I've ever seen."

"Does she have any Shinobi skills?" Tsunade asked.

"She doesn't need to."

They sat in silence as the room became lazily invaded by the morning sun, each staring at the other expectantly.

"I don't know, Terumi," The blond Kage said, shaking her head negatively. "Sasuke is…he is bright, and powerful, but he is also terribly stubborn. Despite how independent he claims to be, I seriously doubt that he'd leave his friends and…"

"Tsunade…" The Hokage felt her eyes open at her companion's grave tone that had suddenly become rather intimidating. "What you don't seem to understand is that this was foretold. Haru is never mistaken. He will leave, maybe not when we return to our village, maybe not this year or the next, but he will eventually. I do not know the details myself because there is an extension to what Haru is allowed by the Kamis to reveal, but it is certain that he will leave Konoha."

Tsunade was not the type of person who believed in mysticism. Priestesses, seers, inherent healers…they were all charlatans to her and that Haru girl was no better. She was, however, a very well informed young girl, of that there was no doubt.

Then again, there was something in Terumi's firm and confident tone that sent shivers down the blond woman's spine.

Sasuke had already left once to seek for power, but he had had a purpose – to kill his brother, and Itachi was already dead. Yes, the Uchiha was a perfectionist, wanted to always be the best at everything and be acknowledged, but…would he leave for a chance to be the leader of an almost dead village? For the chance to continue his bloodline and make it even more powerful?

"What I do suggest is that Haru and Sasuke get to know each other better, become friends, even; if you wish. There is no need for such a thing as love; it's worthless and pointless when we're talking about politics."

If the Mizukage thought it was natural to shove two people together for the sake of an alliance and for the sake of two bloodlines; Tsunade did not agree, no matter how appealing it was. Sasuke may have a male lover now, but that did not mean that sooner or later he would not want a straight relationship with a girl of his liking.

"I'm not taking him with me unwillingly," Terumi said, tiredly, noticing her partner's reluctance. "But I do think it would be selfish of you not to at least let him know about this proposition. He has the right to choose and it's really not your place to decide."

There's no arguing that… The Hokage thought, sighing.

"Alright then, Terumi," She complied, words almost slurred. "I will let him and Haru socialize as you wish before letting you make the proposition. But it will be his decision, and I do hope that, despite what answer he may give you, our alliance is not compromised."

Terumi's beautiful smile was flashed at her.

"You need not worry about that, my dear friend. I know we'll both have exactly what we need."

000

Nothing is going to change between us, and whatever is happening will not affect or influence our current relationships. Also, there will be no real sex and we have to promise to try our best not to give in to this.

That's what Sasuke had said and that was what Naruto kept telling himself he should do, over and over again. However, simple as it may have sounded at the time, as the week went by, Naruto realized that doing it was much more difficult than he had expected.

They had met ten times in seven days, and in six of those times – yes, Naruto did count them – they had kissed or engaged in other more interesting activities. Three times at Sasuke's place, one at Naruto's, one in a deserted alley and the last time (that same morning) in the men's bathroom over the Hokage's building. Considering how his body reacted instantly at the mere sight of his best friend, Naruto thought he was doing pretty well on the whole holding back thing. Well, having Hinata was also a big help despite how many times he imagined what it would be like to have Sasuke underneath him instead of her – which had finally instantly turned his mirth into guilt.

Unexpected enough, though, was the amount of time the blond Shinobi spent thinking about Sasuke. He had hoped that once they became physically intimate his hormones would settle down and his mind would find the peace it needed, but it turned out that everything happened the exact opposite way – the more he distanced himself and held himself back the more he wanted to be around the raven, which led him to constantly think about him, fantasize about him and wonder about him. On the other hand, being with Sasuke did not help at all because they had such fierce encounters he always felt the need to go further – to possess, to keep.

He thought he would feel better about him being with Neji and yet, jealousy kept on crawling over his skin every time he thought of them together. Just imagining the kind of things they did made his heart clench.

It could all be a fling; a simple, childish crush formed by attraction, Naruto had assured himself. It had only been a week since they started testing each other out, eventually they would get bored and it would fade away.

Still, it feels rather bothersome for something that should be so simple.

Yes, Naruto was having his first experiences with a guy and it was all too new and exciting, but what would happen when the excitement vanished?

What if it did not vanish?

And why am I so into this? Is it because I like guys or…maybe it's just because it's Sasuke?

His friend; his teammate. The person he hated the most. The person who had hurt him the most. The person who saved his life over and over again.

The one who always made him feel so much more than anybody else.

Throughout the week the blond tried his very best to understand himself and his sexuality. He knew he liked girls, they could still give him a decent hard-on, but when it came to guys he still knew very little, therefore he decided to watch and try to appreciate the male body and see if other guys could get him to react visually the same way Sasuke did. The Kitsune concluded, after three days, that he could find beauty and sex appeal in other men, and yet, they held no particular interest to him whatsoever since trying to picture himself with them just felt plain wrong despite the thought not grossing him out.

Great, so I'm bi-curious and gay for Sasuke.

And the thought alone almost made him panic.

I'm gay for Sasuke? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I shouldn't be feeling this anxiety. I've never felt this way, not when I started dating Hinata and not even when we started having sex. It's definitely not normal…

What if it doesn't go away?

Sitting at one of high stools of the Ichiraku dine-in, the blond boy stared at Teuchi-san's back with his cheek on his right hand, the other hand touching absently in his mug of beer.

What could he do? The helplessness inside him was growing fast as he felt more drawn to his friend than ever, but it was still too soon and frankly, despite feeling guilty for the immorality of cheating on his girlfriend, he really did not want to risk breaking up with her for something so unsteady like what he and Sasuke had, and clearly, the Uchiha felt the same way. Dump their partners was not an option, but stopping wasn't either. Especially considering that that entire intimacy thing had somehow kept them from fighting.

"Somebody's been daydream a lot lately," Came Shikamaru's drawl from beside him, waking him up from the constant SasukeLand he found himself in. "Is there something on your mind?"

"Ah, not really," Naruto lied, gazing at his friend and smiling a little. "I was just thinking about the Summer Matsuri tomorrow night. Hinata just had the brilliant idea of setting us up for a double date with Neji and Sasuke."

Shikamaru whistled.

"Wow…where did that come from?"

"Beats me," Naruto shrugged, sighing. "You know how she worships Neji and wants to be friends with him. Can you believe she actually convinced him to go with her pick up Kimonos for the festival?"

"Yeah, well, she has changed a lot ever since you started dating her." The brown haired Jounin muttered, thoughtfully.

"More amazing though, was the fact that she was able to drag Sharingan boy with them too." Naruto said, jokingly despite the unappealing thought of Sasuke and Hinata together someplace where he was not.

"Now that is an impressive and rather respectable feat," Shikamaru nodded solemnly, before taking a sip of his beer. "Speaking of which, have you heard the latest rumor? Apparently the Mizukage is interested in Uchiha and wants to set him up with that priestess of hers."

"Set them up?" The blond repeated eyes wide in horror, a sudden feeling of worry invading his nerves. "But…Sasuke has Neji!"

"Calm down, it's only a rumor," Shikamaru said, laughing. "You're so troublesome. It's just that the news came out that the Mizukage requested him to take the girl on a tour around Konoha tomorrow, so everybody at the Residence is making jokes about it."

"Oh, right."

Feeling a little more reassured, the blue eyed Shinobi let out a relieved breath that was still a little constricted. The Mizukage did not have ulterior motives for requesting the Uchiha, right? She was clearly a woman that liked handsome men, so she must have noticed him right away, thus thinking of him when choosing someone to take her protégé for a walk. There was no reason for him to flip out.

But he had nevertheless, because the only thing worse than Sasuke dating Neji, would be for him to date some girl and eventually need to move to another country.

It's real, I'm screwed. Sasuke's messing with me without even doing anything. Well, he does by existing, the bastard.

"Come on, we still have to collect the books from the gate's ordinance and collect those late taxes from the main street." Shikamaru said, stretching.

"I hate doing these kinds of social jobs, they're booooring!" Naruto complained, not too willing to get up. "And why do I have to work on a damn holiday?"

"You're not the only one, so stop whining," Shikamaru huffed, hitting him slightly across the head. "Just hurry up. The sooner we finish this, the sooner we'll go home."

Not that that was a good enough reason for the blond to feel happy since there was no-one waiting for him at home, anyway. Sasuke would be with Neji and he had been with Hinata earlier so he would spend the night alone. Life was harsh sometimes.

Finishing his drink, he paid for both his and his companion's checks before getting up and allowing his face to grin widely.

"Yes mommy," He said, patting Shikamaru's back condescendingly. "I promise I'll be good from now on."

000

"Neji, do you think attraction is reason enough for two people to stay together?" Sasuke inquired softly but gravely while he inattentively played with Neji's hands, chin over his shoulder.

One of the few things the Uchiha liked about his boyfriend's place was the fact that it had a large bathroom with the biggest square bathtub he had ever seen. The watery green tiles and the tiny window on the furthest wall provided a peaceful atmosphere in spite of how the place itself was pretty plain and empty, but it was quiet, reason more than enough to be enjoyable.

The two young men were inside the tub filled with warm water and bubbles that smelled faintly of lemon, Sasuke leaning against the brim and Neji sitting between his opened legs with his back against his chest. They had been silent before Sasuke's voice filled the hollow place, simply taking pleasure in each other's presence and company.

Neji kept his calm demeanor, opal eyes impassively watching Sasuke's hands touching his equally pale ones.

"Is there any particular reason for such a question?" He asked back, quietly.

"Maybe," Sasuke muttered, secretly marveling at the way Neji's hair floated in the water over the bubbles. "I only want to know what you think about it."

"Hum…Well, I guess so," Neji said in barely a whisper. "Attraction is a very powerful thing. Whether it's physical, intellectual or something else, I think attraction is the main ingredient that helps to brew other kinds of feelings and emotions."

"Like what?" The raven asked, kissing the curve of his neck gently.

"I don't know; friendship, trust, love…I suppose it can produce anger and bitterness as well if it backfires," Neji leaned a little more into Sasuke's chest and sighed contently. "You should know I'm not the right person to ask about feelings."

"You're wrong," Sasuke said, after lightly biting his mate's ear. "You're much more methodical than I am and much more raw. You may not be a person of many words, but when you say them you mean them, and that makes you a more emotional and honest person than I. You are actually capable of thinking things through, unlike myself, who basically just goes with the flow."

"That's not true, you do think about things. You're just scared to do so because you think emotions make you weak. I used to think so too. I still do…about some things."

Dazed, Sasuke noticed the steam around them was hot and a little stuffy but comfy, nonetheless. The wonderful relaxation the bubbles provided and the familiar feeling of Neji's body against his had a soothing effect on him. In moments like these, he honestly wished that the day would come when he would say – only to himself, of course – that he loved his captain. Real love, the one that would make him forget about everything, the one that would make him want to live together, build a steady life together and celebrate special occasions together. He still wanted a family, kids, but just like Neji had said, if they ended up falling for each other they would have to find alternatives for that, which suited Sasuke just fine as long as he could find a way to have kids of his own blood.

It was weird for the last Uchiha to realize just how much he actually wanted kids of his own. He did not even like children, nor considered himself someone such little people would like to have around them, but still, all it mattered was that he wanted a family. Not that it would ever make up for the one he had lost, but it would be a good start.

Neji sure had a large family…

Sasuke cleared his throat a little to push away such a disgusting wishful thinking. He really liked the older man and really wished he would come to like him even more. Inside him were feelings for the Hyuuga; the kind of feelings that made him want to respect him, be respected and acknowledged by him, protect him and make sure he was happy and content enough. He liked him truly and honestly, and every feeling he had was genuine, yet it still wasn't love. They burned for each other but that special unknown flame was missing even though everything was perfect even when it was not.

And then, there was 'The Idiot'. The one that in such a short amount of time had made him feel so many things he should not have felt.

There was the same amount of craving with him, but there was something that made him so much more different than Neji that Sasuke did not know what it was. It existed when they touched, when they kissed, when they looked into each other's eyes. It was there even when they were simply in the same place together. It was so obvious Sasuke felt it with his very being, and still, he did not know what it was or what made it different.

He had sex with Neji, cuddled with him, allowed himself to sometimes be caring and all touchy feely, and even indulged in a few romantic moments once in a while. Imagining himself doing any of that with his friend was just…

Doing it with Neji had become natural, but with Naruto? The perspective itself was scary when there was so much intensity in a simple kiss. The gods only knew what could happen if they brought other sappy things to the party.

Keeping it strictly physical was all Sasuke could do to assure himself that there was some kind of balance between their attraction and their friendship. As long as that balance was maintained, everything would be alright and the earth would spin the way it was supposed to. No unnecessary shit to fuck everything up.

"Supposing you became attracted to someone else while with me," Sasuke made a very convincing impression of sounding casual. "Would you want us to break up because of that?"

Neji chuckled a little.

"What are you, a girl?" He asked teasingly while intertwining their fingers together. "You sure sound like one with these kinds of questions."

"Shut up, you cocky bastard, I'm just relying on your cruel and usually mostly unwanted honesty." Sasuke replied, trying his best not to give into the apprehension he felt towards Neji finding out the reason for those same questions.

"Alright," Neji nodded, tilting his head back so that it was leaning against the younger man's shoulder. "Are you sure you won't regret knowing the answer?"

Sasuke bit down hard on his shoulder to get his answer across and Neji hissed a little, squeezing his fingers even harder to make him stop, which he did, successfully.

"To answer to your ever so girlish question, no, Uchiha, I would not break up with you," The brown haired one said, managing to relax once more. "Well, at least not at this stage of the relationship."

"Why not?"

"Because we're in a relationship," Neji explained, as if he was talking to a five year old. "It's only been little over a month, but it's still one. I mean, it's not like we were hopelessly in love from the start, so I don't really think either of us is immune to feeling attracted to other people, nor do I think we should repress ourselves from it. Obviously I'm not encouraging it, mind you. But attraction could be just that. We've been doing fine haven't we? We know each other; we are used to each other. Why should I let you go for a fling?"

Ah, Neji just had to think the same way as him, Sasuke thought, holding back a sigh of relief.

"So...you would give in to that attraction?" Sasuke pressed on, unable to stop now that he knew Neji was being as honest as he could be. "Would you try and see what it feels like to be with someone else?"

"Probably."

Instead of finding his lover's answer offensive, Sasuke realized the idea actually made him a little hot because he had no idea Neji was so unpredictably open minded.

"Would you tell me about it?"

"Why would I? Unless you were in for a threesome or something like that," Neji muttered, sarcastically. Then, he cleared his throat as if repressing himself for making such a terrible joke. "As I told you, we're giving it a shot at this, it's all too fresh. If it so happened that we were already dating for, let's say, six months, then I would tell you because it would be serious, it would be cheating and ruining something more substantial. Or if I accidentally fell in love with someone else in the meantime."

"Oh, you still think we'll make it six months together?"

"I enjoy too much having someone who puts up with my shit and fight it back at the same time. It's my perfect definition of romance."

Neji let go of Sasuke's hands and carefully turned around so as to not spill the water of the tub all over the tiled floor. The raven understood what he wanted to do and closed his legs under the water to let the other straddle his thighs. He watched Neji adjusting himself the way he wanted over his lap.

"Do you have someone in mind, Sasuke?" Neji asked, softly but almost dangerously as he let his hands travel over his partner's smooth chest, clear eyes staring seductively but intensely into dark grey ones.

Sasuke could only smile mysteriously at that, his own hands touching Neji's thighs under the water slowly as a sudden, unexpected flood of affection ran through him.

Really, if he could only fall in love with this man his life would be so much easier.

If he fell in love, then maybe he would not need to look so desperately for real completion.

Neji may not have that missing piece yet, but he could have some day, right? And then Sasuke wouldn't need to feel so scared of Naruto, so unsure and so depending on that little thing that the blond had that made him so special, so different from everyone else. So fucking different from Neji, the gods only knew why.

"You would love to know that wouldn't you?" He whispered, leaning over to nibble on his collarbone.

"I may be indulgent for now, but I'm still rather possessive of what's willingly mine, so don't push it."

"I wouldn't dream of it. You're the only one who has the privilege of having so many bits of me."

And it was true, because if Sasuke were to give those same bits to Naruto, then…

As Neji kissed him gently in that meticulous, professional way of his, Sasuke exhaled languidly through his nose, wishing for many things but still feeling a little guilty that he was thinking about his friend while with Neji. There was a time when his captain was able to wipe every thought from his mind. Now it was almost impossible to keep his thoughts clean.

Damn that shitty idiot.

At least Neji still turned him on, all Naruto thoughts aside, Sasuke concluded, once more immensely relieved, feeling his body react with every little flicker of his boyfriend's expert tongue.

"I do hope you realize," Neji gasped against his lips, ghostly fingers trailing down wantonly, making the Uchiha moan under his breath. "That in spite of this little talk, it's not just sex that keeps me at your side."

But as Neji's hand curled around Sasuke's needy member, the shorter one could no longer find any coherent answer to that. He could not even think about what such a sentence meant, but since that was apparently what Neji wanted, he obliged willingly, letting himself be immersed in those familiar sensations that he so cherished.

000

Haru, as Sasuke noticed, was a pretty girl who looked much younger than she really was.

They met outside the Hokage's Residence and Sasuke was lucky she remembered him because he had forgotten what she looked like.

The girl was wearing a simple blue dress and had her long hair tied in a curly ponytail that highlighted her soft round features. She was tiny but curvier than most of the girls the Uchiha knew – reason that caused many heads to turn in her direction.

Sasuke had been a little upset that he had to do such a low classed "mission" being ANBU and all, but it was a request from the Mizukage, so he had to swallow his pride and suck it up.

Pervaded in fulfilling his job perfectly as usual, he mustered up his best courteous attitude and took the girl for a walk around the village.

It was a long walk too, where Sasuke made sure he showed her everything and told her every single story he knew about this or that place. She did not seem shy, politely commenting on his words, asking questions about a certain custom or tradition Konoha might have, sometimes mentioning things that she found funny that were so different from Kirigakure.

Sasuke was impressed to find out that she was actually very smart, well-bred and cultured. She seemed to know a lot about the Shinobi history and even had a decent amount of knowledge about the traditional Shinobi culture, which made it easy for him to make conversation.

He supposed she had to be clever if she was a country's main Priestess. Considering that, she acted very modestly as well.

They did not talk about their private lives, nor did either ask the other personal questions. The raven actually felt a little relieved that the girl did not look at him with the same appreciative eyes every women had. She did not blush or stutter every time he spoke. She looked at him calmly, attentively and still, there was a little bit of exaggerated complicity in her eyes. She eyed him like she knew him from inside out with those hazel orbs that seemed too old to be in such a young looking face. It was weird and the midnight haired teen was unsure of what to feel about it.

For some reason, he did not feel insulted when she addressed him only by 'Sasuke' since her tone was completely devoid of malice or disrespect. He chose to call her 'Haru' as well, to make it even.

"Sorry but, have we met before?" Sasuke dared to ask, when they sat side by side at a bench in the public park after buying ice cream in a nearby café.

Haru looked at him and smiled sweetly, then shook her head negatively.

"No, we haven't," She said. "How could we, living so far away from each other?"

"Yeah." He nodded, feeling a little more at ease now that he knew he was being paranoid about having some kind of amnesia or something for her to look so familiar and him not remembering it.

"I do know you though." She replied heedlessly, before licking her ice cream carefully. "I know everything about you."

Sasuke observed her with furrowed brows.

"Really?" He inquired, hiding his confusion by keeping his expression neutral.

"Yes. Why do you think I didn't ask you anything?" She said, clearly amused.

"Oh, right, you're a Priestess." Sasuke's tone was a little mocking as he smiled mischievously. "Do you know everything about everyone?"

"I can have knowledge about anyone if I want to," She explained, with an almost childish simplicity. "But the knowledge of you came to me on its own. You're nineteen and I'm almost twenty two even though I don't look like it. Your birth if the first dream I ever had that my mind actually recalled. I basically grew up dreaming of your own growth so I can say I watched every single bit of your life up until now."

The surely had ripped every single bit of sarcasm out of the brunet in less than a second.

"So, you're saying that, if I asked you about any event of my life, you would be able to tell it to me?" He asked, forgetting about the ice cream he was holding.

"Yes." Her tone was so sure and full of confidence that it made him wonder if she was a good actress, a phony too used to fooling people or if she was one of the few true seers that the Uchiha legends spoke about.

Since most of the Uchiha techniques were based on Shinto mythology and believed to be induced by the Shinto gods themselves, Sasuke just had to be a little religious and believe in such things; otherwise he would have never been able to understand what it took to execute the Jutsus properly. He knew the unnatural existed, respected it and even feared it and that there were people in the world that had inherent powers just like there were people who knew nothing about chakra and nothing of how to control it.

Could she be a gifted one?

His curiosity has been captured and yet, he was a little taken aback by how vulgar she looked and even acted. Should he investigate? Should he try and figure out if she really was something special?

At the same time, he was feeling uneasy. If she was, in fact, the real deal he would not be happy at all to know that some unknown woman knew about him and his life.

At least that explained – poorly – why he had been chosen to take her out.

This only left him the choice of asking something that would not give away his interest and would not make her tell him anything he might not want to hear. He could research about her later and then strike once he knew more.

"Why do you think that happened?" He inquired, cautiously. "I mean, you dreaming about me, of all people."

She smiled once more, a big, rather happy smile that was really disturbing.

"I'm telling you a secret only real seers are supposed to know," She muttered, lowering her voice a little and leaning in a conspirator way, waving her hand to make him lean as well, which he did, almost unconsciously. "The prophecies say that no seer dies alone, and it has been proven to be the truth. All of us usually dream and have the full knowledge of the person that will watch us die. Do you understand that, Sasuke?"

And that was the moment that the Uchiha promised to himself that he would most definitely study about seers and weird people like her or he would become paranoid for as long as the girl remained in the village.

The worst of all was the fact that he did not know what disturbed him the most about those words: if the joyful way she had said them, or the terrible feeling of inevitability that ran through his spine at that same moment.