Since I am not usually very productive 'rolls eyes' so the status is still 'Completed' but please don't expect too much, this is just a simple extension of the completed one-shot. I did try to keep it as subtle as possible and grammatical mistakes and sentence-structural oddities are my inborn traits.

No flames, please, please, please

Mornin' Sunshine!

The morning sunshine pored over the window sill and peeped through the slightly parted curtains to land on the floor. The room was still shaded but gradually lighting up.

For a normal couple, it would be the woman who wakes up first. But this wasnt a normal couple.

The young man woke up first and was trying to find the use of his limbs. His arm had gone numb pillowing his partner's head. But he didn't complain. At the second moment of consciousness, his eyes habitually darted towards the dial of the clock by his bedside, calculating the time he could give himself before he could displace his hand. The clock had no seconds' hand.

After carefully managing to retrieve his arm, affecting a few groans from the somnolent creature beside him, he gently turned to her. His first task of the day was to see her beautiful face and observe her sleeping as the precious minutes went by.

He liked doing this so much that he kept it to himself like a guilty secret. He still hated or rather was uncomfortable to be expressive of his feelings. He believed, at least for himself, that Matsumoto was the last person on earth who should know about his weakness since he got teased so much by her but what would he do now, now that she herself was his most tender spot (….and greatest strength too, but he wouldn't admit that, would he?)

Her soft breath through her soft, parted lips, her strawberry gold locks falling gracefully over her smooth skinned chiselled features, her lashes looking exceptionally long and thick and curved, trembling ever so slightly with her moving dreams, her eyebrows expressive even in her sleep were arching to follow suit.

He wanted so much to stroke her cheek and kiss her lips. But he didn't want to disturb her.

The exertions of last night must have left her really tired, he reasoned. The memory of it made him stir inside and he got embarrassed of his musings so early in the morning.

Was it okay to wake her up? He was decent to the core so civility, even in a relationship, came naturally to him.

"How long are you going to stare at me?"

He drew back with a start as she suddenly smiled, and her eyes flew open. The clarity of her irises showed their texture which was almost like a miniature sculpture bordered by her pretty lashes. If he weren't so used to them, he would have a heart attack every time she would suddenly pop them open.

God! She was beautiful! This clichéd thought echoed in his mind again.

Matsumoto was having fun grinning like a Cheshire cat staring at her captain who had that slightly shocked look his large emerald eyes could affect. He looked so much like a young boy (attractive as he was) that she almost felt a guilty pride of his youth. Inadvertently, she bit her lower lip as she snaked her arms around his neck and buried her nose in his neck to smell his masculine scent. He was a man alright!

Hitsugaya brought his hands to her naked back and they slipped quite unconsciously lower to her waist as he hugged her. He was mindful of her breathing so he unconsciously lifted himself to give her air.

He breathed deeply into her hair and smelt the faint scent of shampoo. This was bliss.

"..Taichou.."

"..Hmm…"

"It's late."

Hitsugaya lifted his head puzzled and turned his attention to the clock.

"I think it stopped 2 hours ago."

Hitsugaya could only mumble "Damn!" as he came to life, jumping off abruptly and expectedly half tripping over the sheets.

Matsumoto watching his rush, hastily said, " Wait! Wait!"

Hitsugaya stopped as he was putting on his kimono and turned at her, " What? Get Read-"

Matsumoto sat up with an almost laughing and half apologetic look on her face as she confessed, "I was joking! The clock is right! See, its still ticking!"

Then it dawned on Hitsugaya that Matsumoto just made a ….

" April FOOL!", she grinned, as widely as her mouth permitted her.

Hitsugaya mind numbed with the humiliation.

God! This woman's the devil! Why did he always accept her comments at face value?

As for Matsumoto, the look on Hitsugaya's face was a priceless beginning to her wonderful day….

….That was right until Hitsugaya shunpoed at godspeed to right in front of her face. Her smile faltered at the malicious smirk on his face.

" That was a good joke!", he pushed himself on the knees to tower over her, and then leant further, " …and no good joke goes unrewarded. ….. seeing that we have enough time here.."

Matsumoto did not feel very safe with the look in his eyes as she tried to slip off saying, " um…Captain…it was just a joke..".

However, she still couldn't shake off her smile as her heartbeat rate increased in tempo. Hitsugaya fists pressed on the bed on each side of her barricaded her escape route. She knew, had she been standing, she would have collapsed due to weakened knees.

Whoever, thought her captain couldn't be intimidatingly sexy hadn't obviously envisaged this scenario. Especially with his muscles rippling under his taut skin through the open kimono as he bent over her and his eyes promising a thousands of possible reasons for her to repeat her actions. ….

That morning, the neighbourhood woke up early but not due to the call of a rooster.

Notes:-

I read whatever I could on the outfit. Apparently Hakama is worn above the kimono. Men have kimonos too but I couldn't find out the nomenclature of the parts.