I feel the warmth of the sun on my bare skin. It is morning already. I feel light-headed. I can't move. There is a pressure on my body that restrains me from moving. I can't open my eyes. I don't want to. I want to stay like this. It feels good. A light breeze blows on my neck in a regular rythme. I figure it's the respiration of someone, a person sleeping, cuddled to me. We are skin to skin, the sun warming us with its rays. I force myself to open my eyes. After a few seconds to adapt my vision to the bright light coming from the window, I look around us, trying to know where we are, in his house or in mine. The walls are a great distance away from us. The bed, a big one, had black blankets that must have been kicked to the floor in the heat of last night. We definetly are in my house. Then my eyes go slowly to his body. He is well built. And his blonde hair fall on his face, slightly covering his closed eyes. He is so beautiful when he sleeps, my little kitsune. He nuzzles the jonction of my neck and shoulder with a sleepy growl.

"Morning, dobe." I murmure as he growls again, for nothing.

"Just go back to sleep and stop calling me like that, teme." he responds sleepily. "The night was too short."

I smirk. He seems even more exausted than I am. I kiss lightly his forehead. "The sun is up. I can't go back to sleep knowing that a day of training is ahead. We have to get up."

I feel him smirk against my neck. "Since when do you say "we"?"

"Just get up, dobe. You're on me so I can't get up unless you do."

"So I am the one who decides, huh? Then I decide to stay like this and continue to sleep."

"The others won't be happy of that decision."

"I don't care as long as I'm this close to you."

"So you want to redo the events of last night?"

He nibbles my neck a little, making me moan, before answering in a voice tainted with a bit of lust and a lot of tiredness. "After another nap, okay? I'm still tired."

I kiss his forehead. "I'll try to wait and get more sleep myself."

"Maybe you could work on finding me another nickname."

"I already have one for you."

"What is it? Tell me, I want to know, now."

I lean in a little and lick his earlobe before whispering my answer. "My little kitsune."

He smiles at it. Then he nuzzles again and gets back to sleep. And again I look at him with admiration. His wonderful body cuddled to me is reflecting the sun. His chest is going up and down slowly with the deep respiration of his sleep. 'So beautiful.' I think, letting the sleep gaining me slowly.

^^ I just corrected some stuff, and I wanted to tell you guys about the thank you gift I made for you. Go to my profile and check our the story "My Sweet Love". You're all awesome. Ja ne. ;3