The snowy-haired Senju popped his head around the door, glancing around cautiously. Izuna had sent over a message, wanting to meet up, but the Senju was still wary. Madara was not someone he wanted to deal with right now. Once pleased with the fact that the older Uchiha brother was in fact, not there, and that it was just Izuna's presence he could sense. Izuna was sat at the table, casually eating some food from a plate. He hadn't been expecting the other, so he had decided to grab a bite to eat. Some leftovers from what Madara had cooked for him last night, reheated and then plated up. Spicy Soba Noodles with Shiitakes and Cabbage. Not many knew of Madara's skill in cooking, but oh well. Izuna continued to eat happily, though he paused as he sensed the other approaching him.
Turning to glance to greet the other, his laden fork halfway to his mouth. Tobirama just smiled, leaning forwards to take the mouthful. "Hey-" Izuna pouted slightly as the other just chuckled, though then the young Uchiha was the one laughing when Tobirama felt the slow, but intense burn building up in his mouth. A slight yelp of surprise and pain left the Senju's lips, and Izuna had to cover his mouth to try and stifle the fits of laughter that threatened to leave his lips at the other's plight. He then smiled gently. "Hey, come here," He said softly, beckoning the other closer. "I can get you something to cool the burn." Tobirama moved closer to the other, glancing to the glass of milk that sat beside Izuna's plate. However, when Izuna reached out his hand, it was to pull the other into a gentle kiss. Tobirama blinked a little, but he leant against the other, deepening the kiss slightly. Izuna then pulled back, laughing at the other before handing over the glass of milk.
"Hm, maybe next time you'll ask me what I'm eating before you try to be cheeky and take a bite for yourself."