Don't play with fire
Happy fire works fellow Sasuke killers and haters! ^^
Sasuke was only a child. How was he to know? He was five years old; the fire dancing around in front of him and his brother was so pretty. So entrancing. If you saw it, it was as though you were hypnotised and you would do anything for those bundles of flames.
"Remember Sasuke don't go near the flames," was the warning he had been told so much that day, but they weren't flames, they were majestic lights, that swerved and twirled in extraordinary ways, lighting the area around them as though they were angels and everyone else were measly peasants that deserved to be killed.
He looked over at his brother and his friends.
"Idiot Sasori art's fleeting, just like this firework!" The blonde haired boy yelled holding up a large firework. The name on the side printed: Demon Firefly.
"It's eternal, brat! I can't believe you dragged me here Itachi," he complained.
The blonde haired boy ran over to the area where the last firework had been; placed down the large triangular firework, alighting it.
He ran over to us for cover and turned in time to see the firework shot around the air. The red, greens, yellows, purples and oranges blasting in every direction making a shape of a fireflies dancing in the air. They looked elegant, but as though they had some secret hiding within their short lives.
Sasuke wanted to know what this secret was… He looked over to his brother. He and his friend Kisame were trying to stop the blonde and Sasori stop their fighting… He looked back to the firework. It would end in a second. He ran forward before anyone could see what he was doing.
His hands held out trying to grab the lights, but all his hands felt were fire connecting with his bare flesh. He shrieked. Tears forming in his eyes as the flames spread along his arms and to his chest. Tears running dry as the flames scratched across his face. His eyes were wide with fear and his body was securely hidden behind fire.
He felt trickles of liquid falling from his hands, shoulders, chest, face… He couldn't see anymore. His eyes burnt to a crisp; blood streaming out of the empty sockets, making it look as though his tears were bloody ones.
He fell to the ground. Head hitting the near by concrete hard causing it to smash and blood to splay out. His cries were turned to whimpers as life was draining out of him.
The other boys watched knowing there was nothing they could do… They did warn him… Looks like he didn't listen enough…
"I want to go out like that…" The blonde whispered.
"Stop being an idiot, brat!" Sasori snapped and slapped the back of his head.
Kisame put a reassuring hand on the back of Itachi's back, while he stayed quiet. No emotions passing through him, he just didn't feel. Sasuke's flames faded leaving a burnt corpse, mainly ash now… And the Uchiha was no more…
And if you don't want to become like Sasuke be careful around fireworks! ^^ Well, have a great evening; enjoy the amazing KATSU'S! Happy Sasuke killing!
Fridge-san: I thought you said you were going back to the plotline?!
Kat: And you moan at me!
I did say that, but its firework night and my brother allowed me a chance to go on; I couldn't resist, anyway be careful around the fires and enjoy the sparklers!