Rating: K+
Genre: General, Friendship
Characters: Yukimura Seiichi, Yanagi Renji
Warning(s): None

Summary: Yukimura annoys Yanagi with his incessant proclamations about the shape of clouds.

Cloud Watching

"Renji," Yukimura mused, "do you think that cloud is flipping me off?"

Yanagi raised his head and answered, "I suppose if you have an abundance of creativity."

"You don't see it, do you?" Yukimura asked, looking at his friend from his peripheral vision. Yanagi frowned and Yukimura raised a finger, tracing the shape of the cloud. "That's the fist. The fingers are curling up—you see it? Then the little bit sticking out of it—see, it's flipping me off. So blatantly at that!"

Yanagi shook his head at his friend's antics and remarked, "Seiichi, your imagination is quite fearful."

"You're simply duller than a textbook, Renji."

"Funny."

Barely two minutes later, Yukimura piped up, "Renji. A rabbit wearing shoes."

Yanagi turned to stare at his friend grinning up at the sky, eyes twinkling and glued to the visible mass of condensed water vapour floating in the air, completely ignoring the screeching of tennis shoes on the courts, the twanging of racket strings, and the barking commands of their vexed vice-captain towards unfortunate second-years. "Yes, Seiichi."

"You're not even looking."

Yanagi raised his head yet again, seeing nothing peculiar amidst the white swirls in the blue sky. "Cute."

The ends of Yukimura's lips were pulled down into a frown. Folding his arms across his chest, Yukimura indignantly said, "It's gone. The wind blew it away." He was just one step away from pouting. "That's the weakest attempt at lying I've ever witnessed from you, Renji."

The data master sighed.

Time seemed to crawl by for Yanagi as Yukimura continuously declared a particular cloud to be something and something—Ironman, a sheep holding an axe, a butcher in a flower shop, Sanada constipated; to name a few.

"Renji! Look," Yukimura excitedly commented, stabbing his index finger in the air, "the National's flag!"

"Seiichi…"

"We're going to win, Renji," Yukimura confidently announced. "Even the heavens are hinting it to us. Our third National's win. We have it in the bag."

"You don't believe in divination."

For the first time since practice started, Yukimura removed his gaze from the clouds and stared at the data master. His blue eyes were clear and unwavering; it made Yanagi snap into attention, so different from his previous head to the clouds behaviour—the reason why Yukimura had his team's full trust and believe in him. Then, as if it never happened at all, his face relaxed into a soft smile.

"It doesn't hurt to believe in the greater powers once in a while."

A/N: And...they lose in the end. Dun-dun-dun...

Short, short, very short. So sorry, but I've been doing Maths all day and my brain is mush. Really just a pointless piece of drabble in which Yukimura has an imaginative mind and enjoys cloud watching.