Heyy, heyyy.
Welcomeeeee, I guess I should say.
This is the first fanfiction I have written, really.
By the way, sorry about the shortness.
Future chapters will definitely be longer!
But, anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: © Masashi Kishimoto. I own nothing but the plot, so far.
I watched in awe as the large, puffy clouds circled the bright blue sky. The cirrus clouds were almost any shape you could think of. They reformed almost as quickly as they deformed.
"I believe it might rain soon," I thought, refusing to get up from such a comfortable spot on the carpeted grass. I began to close my eyes, but, before I could blink, I heard footsteps coming towards me. "What? It's been five minutes and people are already coming to get me?" I thought, irritated.
"Shikaaaaamaruuuuu!" a nasally, boy-crazed voice called from a distance.
"Ugh.. how surprising. Ino," I said disappointingly.
Opening one eye, I saw Ino walk up and look down on me while I was in my usual laying-down position with my hands folded behind my head.
"Shikamaru," Ino started.
"What do you want, you troublesome woman?" I answered her rudely.
"Are you gonna come train with me and Chouji?" She held her hands in front of her while rocking forwards and backwards on her heels.
"What? We just got done training and I just sat down. Go away, Ino. Give me a break."
Chouji appeared from behind Ino and said, "Aw, come on, Shikamaru. It's just a little training, to get ready for our next mission."
"Tell Asuma-sensei that I'll take a rain check," I replied.
"Shikamaru, we all know that your supposed 'rain check' is just you and him having a shougi match, and, we all know that you're gonna win."
"Exactly."
They both sighed, said their goodbyes, and sulkily went back to the training field to tell Asuma the news.
I shrugged from where I was and settled myself back into the comforting grass.
The clouds seemed totally different since I'd been interrupted. I analyzed each one until my eyes closed gently and I began imagining clouds in my own perspective.
As the clouds swirled around my head, I began to think about more realistic things, such as how was my next mission going to go and about the opponents we were to face and the justu combos we would use.
Then, I thought about the life and death situation I had been in just a few more days before. Because I was the only who seemed to pass the chuunin exams and was promoted, Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage, put me in charge of a mission as dangerous as rescuing a ninja who didn't want to be rescued.
Uchiha Sasuke.
He made me put some of my best friends in extreme danger by leaving the village and betraying all of his fellow shinobi. That rogue ninja really got me unnerved.
But, more importantly, I thought about my private, rarely-thought-of love life. The few kunoichi my age weren't exactly my type. Some were too shy, like Hinata or Tenten, or just way too loud, like Ino or Sakura. Or way too good at what they did, like Temari or Tayuya. The fact that they were as good as, maybe even better, than me didn't settle well at all. I mean, all of them were exceedingly great ninjas and everything, but I was beginning to get to the point where I wanted someone other than Chouji to lay on the grass with and stare at the clouds. They just didn't fit my ideal girlfriend.
I decided to put those confusing and frustrating thoughts aside and began to drift to sleep, until I heard footsteps coming closer and closer to me. I kept my eyes shut as to not scare the person and waited for them to talk to me or tap me on the shoulder, maybe even leave. But, instead they sat down and laid next to me on the grass. I opened my right eye slightly, the one that was closest to the person, and looked around. There seemed to not be anything there. I quickly opened my eyes all the way and sat up and made sure what I saw was correct and that I heard footsteps in the first place. How would no one being there explain the sounds I just heard? I looked at the place where I'd thought I'd heard the sounds and noticed a slight imprint in the grass. I was almost positive that that wasn't supposed to be there. I put my hand towards the imprint and I felt some sort of texture and heard a.. giggle?
Now, I was sure. Someone was using an invisible ninjutsu.
"Hello?" I called out to the loneliness.
I received a giggle in reply.
"C'mon, now. I'm not that dumb. You should know I'll figure your jutsu out soon enough. Reveal yourself."
Nothing happened, although I could've sworn I heard a small gasp.
"Just release your jutsu. I'm not mad. I just want to know who you are."
Suddenly, an outline gradually began to form and was eventually filled to show a young girl, probably a year younger than I was. But, she wasn't from Konoha. So, who exactly was she?
"W-who are you?" I asked, raising one eyebrow.
"S-sorano. Sabaku no Sorano," she said.
Alrighttttt.
I know this isn't the longest chapter, but you're gonna have to bare with me.
Thank you for reading, if you have.
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