The clouds are alright

[mun note]

Holy fricking, frick. I didn’t notice how long I was gone. HOW DID TWO WEEKS GO BYE. BAH HUMBUG. ;~; I’M SO SORRY EVERYONE. I can point the blame to high school and it’s mess and then at myself for being the laziest, muse-less, idiot out there. 

You may torch me if you’d like. 

sasu-ko:

lazy-man-shika:

Shikamaru could tell the dark haired girl before him was confused. Even if she didn’t show it, he could feel it - and it wasn’t just because he was a shinobi. Having spent his life around a lot of women (against his will of course), he slowly grew to understand them and he knew a quiet, blank one - like the one before him - wasn’t exactly one he wanted to deal with. But he had too. And damnit, this was his fault.  

He eyed her, lowering his lashes and letting his eyes slowly slide shut. A sigh escaped him, while a hand reached up and his palm rubbed against his nose, his fingers hiding his closed eyes. “It’s not you,” he murmured, his voice sounding hoarse. “It’s definitely not you.” he could feel a blush slowly creeping up his neck, he hated having to admit to things. This thing, that was just happening between the two of them was completely foreign to him.

The atomsphere felt less tense, but more awkward at least for him. His hand fell away from his face, instead going to meet the other across his chest. With his head bowed, not wanting to meet the female’s gaze he admitted, “This just is awkward for me,” he started, his voice coming out soft and quiet, “I’m not used to this.”

Like the steam wafting from the warm waters surrounding the two, tension enveloped the pair—thick and palpable. Her voice, like a knife, sliced through the rising and heightening pressure that weighed down upon her, “Awkward?” She repeated his strained response—as if she were throwing it back in his face.

Despite the hefty atmosphere, a portion of the kunoichi couldn’t help but agree with the chuunin. Scrunching her shoulders, Sasuko slipped her arms across her chest and kept her distance. Her eyes looked away from him, numerous thoughts muddling her mind as she attempted to sort through each. However, one was quite insistent (and it derived from his words): ‘I’m not used to this.’ 

Well… He wasn’t the only one on that boat.

Pushing passed him, she called over his shoulder as she waded through the onsen, making her way back to the inn, “Your point is duly noted, Nara-san.” Damn this steam. It was difficult to find her way back—even if the spring wasn’t that large. “I’ll save you the awkwardness and leave, though, if you’d like to continue enjoying one another’s company… I’ll take you up on your offer for dinner.” A slight frown engrossed her lips as she paused in her escape, a tiny, unseen stone beneath the murky depths having struck her foot. “Itai~!” Reaching down, she faltered, her balance teetering on one leg. However, not quite as graceful as she usually was (she blamed the tension), she fell back and caused a splash of warm water to rise. 

Damn my luck.

He refused to flinch when she had said that damned word. In a tone that he was too used to as a child. He felt like he was having the back of his hand smacked for trying to come up with a horrible excuse as to why he had decided to sneak into the cookie jar. 

Shikamaru opened his mouth to say something, but closed it back up. His eyes looked at Sasuko, but she refused to meet his gaze and he nodded. He’d let her go, better than keeping her here and getting the female riled up even more than she was. Though the brunette’s sullen expression didn’t last long.

With the girls cry of “Itai!” Shikamaru’s expression quickly changed to wide eyed look.It seemed all the Uchiha wanted now was to leave, but that failed, seeing as she’d somehow managed to fall back. With an exasperated sigh (even with all that had currently happened) the chunnin carefully made his way to the fallen (floating?) girl, pulled her up by one of the arms and steadied her on her feet.

“Y’know that was kind of a lame attempt of an exit,” he deadpanned as he pulled his arms to rest against his chest.  

[mun note]

I’ll definietly be alive by next week. Ya see graduation is coming up and I’m being harassed by all the work and things I have to turn in (-____-). OR, I’ll probably be on Friday, cause NO SCHOOL :DDD

So until then!