[rahl]

Shikamaru yawned and shifted his shoulders slightly. The clouds were moving ever so slowly in the sky.....

He sniffed as he mentally analyzed the molecular structure of the cloud closest to him, in the troposphere. Negating the threat of annoying rain, he closed his eyes.

Seriously what was his dad thinking? Telling him, a genius, to clean up the training room of scrolls and kunai after practice. It was his dad who didn't want his mom to go ballistic, so why didn't the old man clean it up himself?

Shikamaru had better things to do with his time anyway...he'd do the annoying chore later.