rain drops yay

Standing as tall as he could, Gaidoku watched the sky. The rain was beating his face, and then running down his skin. His cloak whipped in the wind that tried to disturb his rain. Everything was trying to disturb his rain, the rain that encased the area; the rain that beat the ground; the rain that Pein created. A quick sigh escaped him as he closed his eyes for a mere second. Upon opening them again, he saw the same sky; the same weather. It was all the same.