April Year 1 Set 2.

AN: I'm aiming for around 10-20 of these per month in the Azumanga world. And let me just say, trying to write Azu shorts without Osaka or Kagura is hard....

I really would like feedback with these. Something seems off about them, but I can't work out what...like the writing style seems sort of cliche...

Anyway, enjoy. Or not.

Sleepy.

Yukari moaned slightly as she rubbed her head against her desk in the staff room. Black rings of tiredness were forming under her eyes, and a forgotten pencil rolled out of her unresisting hand onto the floor.

Noticing this, Kurosawa grabbed her shoulder and shook her gently awake, or as close as Yukari could get in her current state.

"Honestly Yukari, wake up. You're worse than the students sometimes I swear."

"Bleh? Nyamo, can you please go tell my class they have study hall? I wanna sleep." The PE teacher slapped her own face with her hand.

"Yukari! We haven't even been back at school a month yet!"

Yukari paused for a second, staring at the tabletop.

"Nyamo?"

"Yes?" came the reply, perhaps slightly more curt than really required.

"How long till the weekend?"

"It's Monday. Morning."

A head slammed back into the table and light snoring was heard.

"YUKARI! GET UP!"

Violence solves...

The two lifelong friends strode down the hallway, Yukari yawning loudly and without shame as she did so.

"Blegh...just wanna go to bed..."

Stopping suddenly, her friend grabbed her arm and spun her around to look her in the eye. Kurosawa gazed intently into them, noting the almost purple badges around them.

"Neh? Whatcha doing Nyamo?" Yukari asked, slightly unnerved by the sudden invasion of personal space but too sleepy to do anything about it.

"Yukari...have you been sleeping properly recently?" Kurosawa's voice was filled with concern. It was usual for Yukari to be groggy in the mornings, but this was unusual even by her standards.

"Eeeh" Yukari paused and thought about it for a second. "Okay, I guess...not as much as normal though."

Tilting her head, Kurosawa continued her line of questioning.

"How much sleep did you get last night Yukari?"

Giving a shrug, the woman answered "Seven, maybe eight hours?"

A slight pause. Kurosawa's hand swung to her side.

"...five...damn...hours."

"Nyamo, why are you rolling up that book?"

"You...dare....act like this...with seven hours?"

"Nyamo...you're scaring me..."

"Gragh!"

"Aaaaaiiiiii!"