Cicadas
Cicadas drone lazily in the afternoon sun.
The sound is rhythmic, lulling and hypnotic.
She wants nothing more than to close her eyes, not exactly sleeping, just …being.
The insects chorus, crescendo and fall silent for a few seconds.
Then they start again, repeating the sequence.
Kiba's sprawled on his back beside her.
She lies down and rests her head on his chest.
He raises one hand to stroke her hair then lets it fall on her shoulder.
His heartbeat, too, is rhythmic, lulling and hypnotic.
Shikamaru can have his clouds.
Kiba's taught her how to sleep in the sun.