Sawada Tsunayoshi shifted uneasily in his seat.

The sensei hadn't stopped his lesson, even though it was obvious that no one was paying attention any more.

Out of the corners of his eyes, Tsuna could see that the lightning students in their class had begun twitching periodically, electricity arching off them and leaving the air smelling of ozone.

Most of the other students were also jumpy, the air humming in anticipation of the approaching storm.

No one was even bothering to pretend that their eyes weren't glued to the windows, watching intently as the storm clouds rolled in.

The only students that weren't all keyed up were the sun and mist students.

The suns seemed to have lost their seemingly endless supply of energy, and were hunched over their desks, heads resting on their arms and trying to keep their eyes open.

The mists were bored. They generally disliked the busyness of storms. Their real fun came afterwards, once the rain and lightning had stopped, and the outlines of things became blurred as creeping tendrils of mist invaded.

Tsuna seemed to be the only one unsure of how to react.

He was the only sky in his class, which wasn't much of a surprise, given how rare his element was.

But to be completely honest, he didn't think skies really were all they were hyped up to be.

At least the other elements all knew where they stood.

The suns were perpetually cheerful, and they rose at dawn and slept at dusk. They had their dark moments too, of course, and during storms like the one currently coming in, they became rather lethargic.

The mists were rather mysterious, and generally disliked letting others see their true forms, preferring to keep everyone at arm's length by obscuring their true forms.

The clouds always liked to keep on the outskirts of things, breezing in and out of a scene without most people noticing. Only the skies could really keep proper track of their comings and goings. The only time they really liked to be the centers of things were during rain or snow storms, when they banded together and let loose.

The rains were generally amiable, gentle. But even they had their fierce moments, especially during storms like these, when the rain dropped like bullets from the heavens, pelting every surface violently.

The lightning kids were rather...electrifying. There really was no other way to describe it. They were flashy, and some of them really got a kick out of zapping into their seats at school and startling everyone. Their big entrances always left a subtle zing in the air.

And the storms were generally very big troublemakers. You could usually count on a storm to be the ringleader of an operation. They didn't come out to play very much, but when they did they held nothing back. When they got worked up, one could expect gale force winds and thunder rolling through the air like the laughter of a great beast.

But the skies.

The skies really didn't have anything in particular, despite supposedly being the most important ones.

It was said that whenever a sky was united with all of his or her elements, they were able to achieve great things.

But because skies were so very rare, it wasn't often that one could find a complete set of seven.

Tsuna could attest to that.

At fifteen years old, he still hadn't gathered all of his elements, and he was really beginning to worry about what he would do if he never found them.

There was something inside of him that felt almost broken, empty. And he needed to fix that.

But he couldn't do it without his elements.

Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder.

Tsuna looked up, startled.

While he had been contemplating his place in the world, the storm had finally moved in.

He could see out the window that a lot of the students were already out and taking advantage of the weather.

Tsuna's own classmates were all looking pleadingly up at their sensei, who was trying his best to frown at them.

Finally, he sighed, and waved a dismissive hand at them all.

"Go on," he said, dismissing them, and a great cheer went up from Tsuna's classmates.

The lightning kids were the first to make it to the windows, throwing them open.

"See ya tomorrow, teach!" called the guy who sat in front of Tsuna, grinning toothily at their teacher.

Then, he lifted a foot to the windowsill, and vaulted himself outside.

Seconds later, he disappeared with a crackle of electricity, and reappeared on top of a tree, letting out a whoop of excitement.

The rest of the students followed suit, vaulting out the windows one after another.

Within moments, the lightning students had set up an impromptu game of tag, and they could all be seen zapping from tree to tree, building to building, with the chosen "it" chasing after them.

The storms soon joined in on the fun, which wasn't much of a surprise.

The storm and lightning were supposedly brothers after all.

The clouds and rains had disappeared off to who knows where, doing their own things.

Tsuna barely paid them any thought.

He was currently mesmerized by the lightning.

They seemed to be having so much fun.

He almost wished he could join them.

Suddenly, there was a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up in surprise to see that one of the storm students were still there.

Gokudera Hayato was smiling a feral smile at him.

"Come join the fun, Juudaime!" he urged, taking his best friend's hand and tugging him towards the windows.

And Tsuna couldn't help it.

The excitement was contagious.

So he allowed himself to be led out to join in on the games.

SkyGem: The end! That was a rather fun one to write. I must admit, I'm actually really attached to this verse. I'm considering turning this into a drabble series, so I can explore this world a bit more, but I'm not sure what you guys would want to see from it. Why don't you all review and let me know if you'd like to read more of this world, and if so, what do you want to learn about it?