"They made a monster of Medusa as well.
Hated how loud her trauma was.
Couldn't believe she had the audacity
not to take it lying down.
They made a war-ground of her body.
So she made one of theirs."
Konohagakure was a bustling village in both populace and immensity wise, as it was considered the elitist and oldest shinobi village compared to Amegakure, Kirigakure, Kumogakure, Kusagakure, Sunagakure, Takigakure, Tsukigakure, Yugakure, and other villages that Shisui could list off the back of his head. 'How did he know all these places? Classified.'
Uchiha Shisui loved Konoha from the bottom of his heart, as he was willing to bleed and slaughter for his home. Uchiha Shisui loved the rivers, the trees, the mountains, the buildings, and the people who lived there too. Shisui loved the various clans, including Aburame, Akimichi, and Hyuga, who were noble clans much like his own. While Shisui loves his village, there are times when reality settles in. It's in the stillness of the night when Shisui discovers that silence says a lot more than you anticipate when you're alone.
It helps clear your head and sharpen your vision, as pain becomes clarity all on its own. Silence can be unforgivable, as it allows the accusations you try to flee from to come back and burn you like a match to a candle flame. Shisui knows that children shouldn't be taught to be executioners. He knows it's wrong, but what choice did he, anyone in his clan, or in the village have if they wanted to keep living? To keep all their loved ones safe? Home safe? Every child was sent to the academy to be assessed for any potential they could have in the shinobi arts. Nearly all children born from shinobi clans always passed with high potential. And civilians?
Shisui's eyes briefly flicker to the diminutive meadowsweet-hued head of a young girl.
Civilians who showed potential were forced on that path without any warning or hand-held knowledge, like other shinobi raised children had. Civilian parents were strong-armed in turning their children into an assassin despite their protests. Civilian ninjas always tend to die first. 'The unsaid they were used as cannon fodder for the clan children.'
Uchiha Shisui honestly never put muche thought into the Haruno clan, considering it was a 'civilian melting pot', as others of his clan often stated with insult. In hindsight, he probably should have paid proper attention to the clan called a 'melting pot' for an excellent reason.
Civilian clan his left buttock that nearly got blown off that one particular mission in Iwa! 'Itachi never lets him forget it!'
Sure, they had an ample amount of civilians in their clan (what clans didn't?) but their blood ties to the shinobi part were equally terrifying. Were people precisely that willfully ignorant, or did they simply not know?
Haruno Kizashi, while done with his mandatory six-year conscription for Konoha's forces, never raised above the rank of Genin. Learning from the thick folder given to him about the Haruno's for his mission clearly indicated Kizashi was indolent, and while he had the means and necessary chakra control to be at least a high-level chunin or low-level jounin, he preferred not to. He took the Nara clan's lazy game and slapped it back in their face. 'THEY HAD STRUGGLED TO PROMOTE THE MAN, AND HE SLIPPED THROUGH THEIR FINGERS QUICKER THAN EEL OIL.'

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