It’s his name-day, so I’ve decided to post the first Uzume point of view I wrote. It’s the opening snippet of a fic titled Studding Humility. Here it is:
Summary: “He means “studying humanity.”” -- Choza.
So, Uzume’s a person, right? But how does somebody be a person, anyway? What makes the difference between someone and something?
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“Me? Let’s just say… someone just like you.”
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A name-- Uzume. It has a… a sparring? Yeah, one of those. Crow, like the bird. Birds have wings and so does Kuroha’s name, so it’s spacial. Wings make you free.
It’s not just a name, though. Kuroha gets him other stuff. Clothes, a haircut, food. He gets food with everyone else, and he can even sit with everyone else. Kuroha says they’re all his comrades, so that’s another thing he has. He doesn’t get in trouble even if he talks when no one says to or pulls away fast from movement. Kuroha touches his shoulder and it doesn’t turn into getting hurt. At night, if they’re sleeping somewhere with… fountains? Those things people put out for being not on the floor. He gets to sleep in one, too. All this stuff is things he gets because he’s free, and he really is free, too, because Kuroha says so, and there’s no person out there who can tell Kuroha what to do. That’s just the way it is.
He-- Uzume, that’s him-- he had stuff before, but just a little. His body, maybe. Some of the time. Enough food that he didn’t die. He was kept somewhere, but that wasn’t his, he thinks. Oh, and he had those… those spots where they hurt and the skin is not the same for a bit? Brews? He had lots more of those. Those were his. He likes the new stuff better.
Kuroha is really great. He says he’ll teach Uzume-- that’s him-- how to write and stuff, too, and that’ll be really nice, he (Uzume!) thinks. He wants to be able to spar his own name.
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