A flower by the flame (Self Insert)

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A bird caged is a bird dead.

A bird free is a bird alive.

A bird with clipped wing is a bird caged.

And thus the cycle begins again.

Blood spills from a small cut.

"Hm. That should do it." I place the ink brush down and admire my work. My Japanese writing was still off but I was getting better. I didn't need to read and write until now since I worked through things by theory based off the show. Water was a safe element to have but I don't think they will work with lightning. It was too unpredictable and dangerous. Not that I'm complaining.

I got an idea for a jutsu already. It will be difficult to shape lightning into a straight line for long but what it was just a small part and propelled forward instead of whatever Sasuke did with his sword. His sword guided the bolt in the direction he wants. If I did the same but with my finger, I'll turn my hand into a lightning gun. Of course this is a theory and would take a long time to master after working out the way it should be conjured up. Since I have it as a second nature, I shouldn't have too much trouble.

Water will be a good use for the lightning in many ways. By many, I mean electrocution Electrocution ELECTROCUTION. Oh hells yes. I've come to the conclusion that if I keep using my precious sword, it will eventually break. When it does, I'll be forced to use jutsu. It will be best if I start getting stronger like Madara and Hashirama. If they can be awesome then so can I. Taigaburedo is too precious for me to break.

"So much for sticking with ideals."

"What ideals?"

I jump at the quiet voice behind me and whip around, holding a kunai up. Standing there with a blank expression was Kiminatsu. His apple green eyes blinked up at me. "Man you are as creepy as a young Itachi...." He blinks again. "You know what, never mind. What are you doing here?"

"I've been here the whole time. You were writing poetry."

My face burned at being caught. I don't like people seeing my stuff. Well, my poetry. I was and still am embarrassed if people read these sappy scribbles. Wait.... If he was here the whole time.... OH MY GOD HE'S KUROKO! "Y-yes I was. Why were you here in the study anyway?"

He walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out sheet of large parchment paper. He grabbed an ink bottle and brush before sitting down. I watch him as he starts drawing something. "An artist huh?"

"It keeps me busy. I was only given some luxuries in my room."

Oh. So that thing with Kimimaru went on even here. "I see. I'm sorry to hear that. The Kaguya clan are known for locking away their gift like a weapon in an armory. Savage. And yet they produce a kid like you." I reach over and run my hand through his hair. Cringing, I stand. "You need a bath! Your hair is so oily!"

I drag him out of the house. He didn't even struggle. Such a good boy he is. Mwahahahah. Not creepy. Totally not creepy.

....

"Knock knock. Anybody home?" I cross my arms as the gate didn't open. The Uchiha compound was easy to find after memorizing the walk. My eyes were closed so I wouldn't be affected by the illusion traps. Taking a deep breath, I push chakra into my feet and leap over the tall wooden wall. One of the men on guard fan up to me. "Hold it."

I roll my eyes and keep walking. "Oh pipe down. I'm here to see my friend so back off unless you want to lose the ability to have kids." I smirk and unsheathe my blade to show an inch of it. He hesitated long enough for me to shunshin away from there and begin jumping rooftops. When I got to the main house, I saw that Madara was training with his brother. He was busy so I sat down and waited for a chance to surprise him.