#sasuisa

In any normal circumstance, Sasuke is out of bed not long after his eyes open, but on the mornings he finds himself beside Isanami like this? It proves much harder for him to start moving. He loves every moment spent with her of course, but he especially cherishes these. It's warm, quiet, and she's just so peaceful. These are the times when he doesn't even feel the particular need to start his day early, just content to watch over her and almost be lulled back to sleep by the sound of his partner's soft breaths beside him. He knows he should be getting up, there are important things to do after all but...just this once.

It's what he tells himself every time.

Isanami groans, signifying the end of her sleep as she sits up, stretches her arms up above her head, and heaves a yawn. Her eyes are still riddled with sleep as she begins to blink them open.

"Mnn….mornin', Sasuke,"

No response. He doesn't even stir, he's so caught up in the moment.

"Huh...? Still asleep?" She laughs ever so softly and turns a gentle gaze over onto him. "What a sleepy-head,"

He feels like he might die from his heart exploding as she reaches out and brushes some of his hair from his face.

"Thooough...shouldn't we be getting up? Saizo'll get all grouchy if we sleep in..." She huffs.

He doesn't do this normally. Out of the two of them Isanami is by far the spontaneous one but...even he's allowed to have his moments. Right? Is this really alright?

"Sa-su-ke...come on..!"

Every rise and fall of his chest remains even and his body remains limp as though he was still fast  asleep. Even as Isanami begins to shake him lightly. 

"Don't make me be the responsible one…!"

Even despite the smile threatening to force its way forward, spread across his face, and reveal that he is, in fact, only feigning to still be asleep.

"Hey, hey...! Sasuke!"

Isanami childishly pounds away at his chest now. Hard enough it should have been able to rouse him, but not enough to be anymore than a nuisance.  "Wake u~up-!" 

She flops backwards down on the bed with a huff and goes silent and still, one arm and leg thrown haphazardly over Sasuke. "There's no way you're still asleep! Even I'd be up by now, jeez...!" 

Then there's a frustrated whine, almost as though she truly has given up. "Okay...maybe I'd still be asleep. Just maybe!" He can just hear the pout in her voice. He feels bad, almost as though he's leading her on with this. But she's being almost too cute for him to handle and he can't stop now.

It's only a second after that she's back to her antics with an indignant "hmph" as she sits back up.

"Well then, Sarutobi Sasuke..." her voice lowers to a playful growl, "It seems you've withstood everything I've thrown at you...but!"

What?

"There's one thing no one has survived yet. Don't blame me for what happens." After all, he made her do this. He's brought this upon himself.

Sasuke feels her shift beside him again, leaning over, a hand pressing down next to him, and...now she's on top of him.

Now she's on top of him.

He, in the best way to phrase it, is in the process of short circuiting. What is she doing? What is he doing? He hadn't been prepared for this at all!

Isanami takes a breath, placing her hands on his sides to prepare herself, a wicked grin befitting the role she's inserted herself into spreads across her lips.

Wait…!

He really hadn't planned for this, he's frozen! Does he do something? What does he do!

"Special technique- hidden style, ninja arts: tic-ack--!!" 

His eyes clench shut and he snaps upright with a cry; a cry of protest against the onslaught on his sides he had just managed to prevent that covers the thud of Isanami hitting the ground. The initial panic is replaced by an even more intense panic when he actually notices her on her side, thrashing about while clutching her face, drowning out the dull throbbing spreading across his forehead. "I-Isanami--!"

"That hurt…! I'll be fine but I really might die…!"

She might die--!!

He's hovering over her, arms flailing in in sheer terror that she may truly die from this. There's no place to gather himself, what with the incoherent screaming flooding his head and replacing what would have been his internal monologue. 

He knows logically there's no way she'd die from something like this, it hadn't even been that hard of a collision to begin with, but the very idea that he had in fact done this to her overwhelms everything else. It's a well known fact he's never been the most rational when it comes to Isanami and this certainly is not an exception.

"I could be concussed!" She cries, quieting down and peeking through her fingers up at him. "The only way to fix that is with a kiss, isn't it?"

She could be--!

His hands drop down to his sides and the worry leaves him. His back straightens up.

She's fine. Definitely.

A frown pulls the corners of his mouth downwards. It's a failed attempt to seem upset with how worried she had gotten him and she sees right through it. "Please?"

Sasuke concedes defeat with a sigh and lets his eyes drift shut. It's those big puppy eyes. As soon as she flashes them it's over no ifs, ands, or buts. After a second he offers his hands to Isanami, helping her up onto her knees in front of him. Sasuke looks her over, brushing a few strands away before pressing his lips to her forehead.

He pulls back.

"Better?"

Isanami nods once, and leans in to sneak a quick peck upon Sasuke's cheek.