It was a beautiful day here and the sky was blue, the birds were chirping, people were happily going along with their fabulous day! Sora though, was merely taking a stroll through the town. He did this normally but he still enjoyed walking around. Hands buried in the pockets of his black 'sports pants' and the sleeves on his black hoodie were rolled up to his elbows. On his back, was of course, the Uchiha crest, nice and big. Behind Sora, like usual, was a big group of girls, giggling, talking amongst themselves. Probably about him, and were following him wherever he went. He didn't mind, he usually ignored it. What he didn't like was how none of them never attempted to even talk to him. Was he really that hard to approach? Did he smell bad? Was there something stuck in his teeth? No matter. Sora weaved through the people among the street before taking a turn into a different street. This street was a lot less clouded, and above was a great view of the sky. He felt funny thinking it was a good view of the sky because you could look at it just about anywhere. He assumed he like this street because it was just peaceful really. He took his time strolling down this street, the girls following of course. Though, all good things must come to an end. Ahead was his home. In this village there was a small area, kind of separated from the rest of the village. The area where the Uchiha lived really. He walked through the entrance before taking a few turns, only to come across his house. He went straight to his room and fell back onto his bed, deciding to take a small nap.