Sky
She was a young chuunin and he hadn't been a jounin that long. Their teams were on a joint mission and it was her first time deep into the Wind country desert.
That night she had looked up into the sky, black velvet above them and covered, literally covered with a blanket of stars too thick to count.
"Oh, Shikaku," she had breathed and clutched his hand so hard that he had the feeling he was the only thing holding her back from falling into the sky.
Shikaku may look at the clouds but Yoshino likes to look at the stars.
