Hey! Your eyes are not wrong. Here is another part of Lost Hope. As for the end of the Christmas story. Heh .. I decided that this is the end of the most compromise. Everyone chooses himself what was going on. I do not think you want to read my vision, which is based on the fact that Naru flies to England with their plane crashes, Sasuke is completely broken, people finally appreciate the art of blond and he becomes famous throughout the world xD I know I'm black humor, but sometimes as I have a really good day to give advice to write something happy (np.4 part of SO). Yours and not prolong further.
PS. Thanks for the comments. Part I - Two lives
Chapter 6-Akatsuki
event turned out to be Sasuke worst nightmare. Not only that, he stopped in the middle of the movie, how he learned after waking up, slept with Sakura and told her that from now on are a pair. Totally devastated, to say goodbye wycałowany by his new girlfriend ...?, Finished decided to return home. He left the house Neij'ego and went to a nearby parking lot, and his car was gone.
- which is a Whore! After hours leave him here. - Pulled out a cell phone and turned the dial to Kiby. After the third signal is wasted in the end the voice said in the handset.
- Haaaaaalo? - Yawning slightly distorted voice of the boy.
- Kiba, whore, you know where's my car? - The other side of the handset silence reigned.
- Do not you know? - The voice said uncertainly friend. When you were never any reaction, he continued his speech. - Yesterday came out from the event and said that he odstawiłeś to himself. But wait a minute. Shikamaru was going with you. I ask him.
Brunet stood like a pillar in the parking lot. "That what I did whore?" He shook his head in disbelief, thinking about his stupidity. "Jeez, what I still do not remember" - he groaned in spirit.
- My father will kill me. - He whispered to himself.
the phone was coming to him some scraps of conversation. After five minutes, which were long like czarnookiemu week, he heard a voice at the end of Kiby.
- Shikamaru says that the car stands on the police car and you have 3 days to receive it and pay mandate.
- Fuck. - Swore. - Thanks for the info, man. - Hung up and went on foot to the house. "The massacre, which surprised me yet?" - Repeated like a mantra in my head.
As if this were not enough, when he reached the house waiting for him there twelve armed policemen. "What do they even want to?" He looked at them worthy Uchihy indifferent glance, even though in the spirit he felt worse than uncomfortable. He recognized an old friend of his father, Hatake Kakashi, who was police commissioner here.
- What is it? - Brunet came to him in his words, a white-haired look carefully measured it.
- grew up with Sasuke. - In the spirit winced when they heard this comment, but on the outside kept the stone face. - We have one question for you. - Staged a hand with a piece of paper. - You know him? - Uchiha looked at the photo of a man strikingly similar to him. No way - he thought .- Can it be ..?
- I do not know, but I suspect that this may be my brother. - Suddenly found himself the target of all police officers. Kakashi waved his hand reassuringly and weapons back was secured by concealed.
- The Lost Son Fugaku? - Muttered under his breath commander. - Well Sasuke. Thank you for your help. Very useful for us to your answer.
black-eyed him with murder in his eyes. He hated to be uninformed.
- What was it you know?
- does not penetrate in a matter Akastuki ... - fell silent suddenly realizing that he said too much and got quickly to the police car, then all the police cars departed with a screech of tires leaving Sasuke alone with unexplained case.
Akatsuki? - Passed through his mind.
even looked in the direction where the police cars departed and entered the house. He decided that if you can not find anything in this very big world called the Internet, renew old acquaintances and breaks into the police database. He smiled at the thought, as breaking into their secret documents is becoming detected. "Finally some variety to the monotonous life of a disciple." Living on the fringes of the law has always liked him, and aware that this is something that concerns him and he is not about any information, sufficiently motivated him to radical action. After all, he was Uchiha, and they can not be misinformed. No information was for him tantamount to an admission of weakness, and he was not weak.
contorted his lips in an ironic smirk turned on the laptop and a moment later we were on the main page of your browser. Written by the word "Akatsuki" in the search and the results led to the signs of astonishment on his face. It must have been really strange, since even the great Mr. Uchiha turned his emotions at that moment. It does not matter that he was alone. To mask did not drop at the other, you have to wear it continuously.
At the top was the first of the results: "Akatsuki Club - a new restaurant in town."
- Hm .. could be interesting. - Muttered by clicking on the main page of the bar. After reviewing the entire contents of what he has found something curious. Namely, a link to pages located on the bottom and hidden by matching it to the background. Brunet was really hard to surprise, but the fact that he jumped on by clicking the box to type the password was not normal and that caused a shock on his face. He rubbed his chin with your fingers
earnestly wondering what to do.
He reached for the phone while looking at a number of the old cabinet colleague.
- Whore ... it must be here somewhere. - Groaned under his breath. - It is! - Said, pleased.
quickly chose the number on the phone. PIII .. "Whore receive." Pia ... "Well, do not do the eggs." Pia ... "Answer the damn answer!" Pia ... He had to hang up when he heard a familiar voice.
- Hello?
- Combed here Sasuke. I have a case.
- Oo - on the other side came a sound of disbelief. - Dear Mr. Uchiha decided to call kumpla po… - zapadła chwila ciszy. – Czterech latach nie odzywania się?
- Nie pierdol! Musisz mi w czymś pomóc. – brunet powoli tracił cierpliwość.
- Och.. Nie denerwuj się słońce – ironiczny głos z słuchawki zaczął doprowadzać czarnookiego do szału. – Zdaję sobie sprawę, że jakbyś mnie nie potrzebował to byś nie dzwonił, ale mógłbyś być milszy dla ludzi, od których potrzebujesz pomocy. – w głosie rozmówcy można było dosłyszeć nutkę żalu.
- Kurwa! Weź mnie nie denerwuj. Mam dzisiaj wyjątkowo zły dzień. – Sasuke muttered a little calmer, realizing that despite all of his old friend is right.
- Ah .. Princess has a bad humorek. So the princess survives on people they need. - The caller realized he had won this game, so maybe even torture brunet.
- Can you help or not? - Uchiha hissed, trying to save face.
- I do not know if I have time ... - heard laughter on the other side of the handset.
- This is the wal! - Pissed off black-eyed hung up.
He looked at the window, behind which one could see one of the nicest streets on the outskirts of Tokyo. He liked to live here, at least he had peace and was a bit away from dirty, polluted air of the main streets. However, without access to the center of the car he was a lot of time. At peak hours, even a car could not be reached for less than two or three hours. He sighed and then turned the dial a friend. This time it took after the first ring, as if he knew that the dark rings again.
- It's gonna be? - Asked much calmer than before.
- Depends on what's going on. You know I'm on parole. - Came the serious reply.
- I do not think it's illegal ...
- do you never seemed to be illegal - was interrupted by a sharp tone.
- Coppermine marudzisz. - Uchiha laughed softly. Be that as a boy he had spoken to one of the few who saw the real Sasuke. - But can be dangerous. - Finished the interrupted sentence.
- I'm afraid - the caller moaned. - How do you say that something can be dangerous, it means that I begin to fear for his life.
- What you will not be so bad - instinctively tried to console his friend. - It's like you enter it?
- But in the dark? - Asked uncertainly.
- What do you think you explain everything without security that will not betray me? - Asking Sasuke sounded sharply, and could break the will of each.
- Uchiha as always the same. - The caller's voice could be heard a small amount of indignation and fear. - Do not trust even friends. Did I ever cheated?
was a silence.
- No Total no. - The dark man said softly. - But I never had also such a possibility. I always sat in all the ears with me.
- And it should be just a reason to trust me. - Doing more remorse friend.
- Stop whining. - Fuknął increasingly irritated by maintaining black-eyed friend. - Last time I ask. Fold or not? I do not like to find someone else.
- enter - resounded from the handset, resigned voice.
- I'll explain to you how the rest of the meet. - Sasuke was about to end the call when the question was asked.
- Which is when?
- I'll call you.
hung up. He put the phone on the table and go take a shower. As always a precautionary measure, called the reserved number, so you can be assured that this man will not be pestering him continuing phones. After a relaxing bath
dressed in clean clothes and decided to eat something. Entering the kitchen even threw a look at the driveway. He stood on him his car.
- Whore. After all, should be in the parking police. - Growled. Dressed shoes and went into the yard. He went to his wonderful car. No cracks or other damage to the naked eye could see. Behind it was a piece of mat.
"We car. Commander of confirmed friends with you. The ignition key. "
opened the door and took the keys. "What a folly to leave the car open in the city! Is this the policemen to the max crazy? If the door does not phoned them I had a scare yesterday. Whore, which I do not remember? "- Tearing up in my mind came home and went to prepare something to eat. The strangest thing was that they did not have a hangover, but he was just tired.
After finishing the meal and sat down in front of TV began to see the new movie thriller - adventure, of course, the American production. After living in Japan found that their national films are rubbish. Everyone else will repeat what he heard people's opinion.
telephone bell rang. He got up and quickly headed to his room where he had left the wretched device, which for many a miracle of technology.
- Hello? - Asked without knowing the number.
- Sasuke - heard the voice of his father's grave, and he involuntarily swallowed saliva loud. - No more is it not repeat. - Fugaku Uchiha was the person who did not have to raise their voices to subdue people. It was terrible. So much so terrible that even the dark he felt awe before him. Well, what is the worst for the dark-eyed, ever entered his ambitions. For a boy who wanted to be seen, 'by him and not only criticized, some words of my father was like a knife stuck in the still bleeding heart. - I was disappointed in you. - Four brunet hated words uttered the person from whom he would not hear them anymore. He tried. Apparently too weak. - Imagine how I felt when Kakashi told me about your mandate. Of course, waived him in the end it is thanks to me a decent job, but the fact .. - Interrupted. - No more.
- But Dad ... - Senior Uchiha hung up before he had even come to a word. - Whore! As always. - He hit his fist on the table. He threw the phone on the bed and briskly headed to the basement, which was equipped gym.
- No more ... I do not want to hear those words ... ... - repeated every time hitting the punching bag.
approaching evening. Sasuke, instead of mindlessly banging on at random started weight training every day. "Tomorrow is Sunday." He pointed out an ambitious and grimaced. "I'll have to figure out what else has happened at this event. I hope that this różowowłosej sluts not invited for the weekend. Where I must have adopted an important guest. Finally somewhere to stay will have to "- he finished recalling an earlier conversation with an old friend.
- We will sit at this time. - He said quietly. - Just like old carefree years.
(I hope that part satisfactory. Sam I can not judge.)
cordially invited
If I do not find the road itself, sets it ... "L'histoire est un roman qui a ete, Le roman est une histoire qui aurait pu être." History is the story of what happened, story-story, that could happen. 
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