I personally don't like writing these kind of stories, but here you go.
Beware the randomness. And overall ugh-ness of the fic.
Clouds Like You
Word Count- 190
Summary- 'No, it doesn't. It looks like I'm a retarded rabbit, which I'm not...'
"That one looks like you, Shikamaru."
'No, it doesn't.'
'Yeah, it does.'
'It's not even close. None of the clouds look like me, okay? Cut it out…'
'None of them?'
'Yeah…'
'Are you sure none of the clouds look like you?'
'Positive.'
'Really sure?'
'…'
'Wanna bet? If I win, you are inclined to do my bidding for a month.'
Shikamaru paused, before smirking.
'And what do I get if I win?'
'I have to do two of your biddings for a month. Deal?'
Endless possibilities ran through his mind. (Some as simple as cleaning his house for a month, and some not to be mentioned because that means the rating has to be put up in order to list them.)
'Deal.'
'That one,' she pointed at a cloud.
'No, it doesn't. It looks like I'm a retardedrabbit, which I'm not.'
The kunoichi with him pulled out something from her bag, and attached it onto his head.
She giggled. 'Now it looks like you.'
'That's cheating…'
'Quit being such a sore loser, Shikamaru. I might be forced to make you wear that for a month.'
'… I hate you…'