Katsuragi-fu

The morning ritual began anew. First the alarm on Anon's phone rang and then Anon had the air knocked out of him by Katsuragi. Every morning she would pounce over him to shut off the alarm on his phone. Anon had to wake up before her and she had come to loathe his alarm stealing precious sleep from her.

 

Anon would have gotten out of bed but he was now trapped. Every night Katsu would wrap herself up in the warm quilt only to get hot in the middle of the night and kick her half of the sheets off. Over the night they had wrapped around his legs to tie him down. Her chest pancaked down against his and Katsu had fallen asleep again. Anon was pinned to the bed.

 

'Katsu?' Anon mumbled, his voice deepened by slumber. 'Katsu? Honey? Could you get off of me?'

 

There was no response.

 

Anon pulled an arm free and gently poked Katsuragi in her arm but there was no response. 'Kat! Wake up!' He impatiently jabbed his finger against her over and over. What Anon didn't expect was for Katsuragi to shift about leading to him sinking a fingertip into her side.

 

'Kiyah!' Katsuragi shrieked.

 

Katsu was incredibly ticklish and even the slightest brush of the fingers could set her off. She sat upright and Anon thought she had woken up but instead she drifted back to sleep. Her hair ruffled hair flowed down her shoulders and obscured her face.

 

'Unbelievable' Anon groaned.

 

Finally able to sit up Anon untangled the sheets from around his legs. He turned and rose from the bed. The sound of springs creaking must have woken Katsuragi up. She grabbed Anon's arm and pulled him flat onto his back.

 

'Not until you finish you ramen.' She mumbled.

 

From his position Anon could look up at Katsuragi's face. There was a hint of drool on the side of her mouth and she gently snored.

 

Had she been talking in her sleep?

 

'Come on, I know you hate it but I have to get up.' Anon complained.

 

Anon tried to sit up again but Katsuragi toppled forward onto him and pinned him to the bed.

 

'Just five more minutes.' She grumbled.

 

Katsuragi's arms looped around Anon and she pulled his head into her chest. It was the warmest and most comfortable place to rest Anon's head. Which was dangerous. It didn't help Katsu's definition of "five minutes" was closer to an hour.

 

'I gotta go to work.' Anon insisted.

 

Anon tried to shift Katsu aside but she clung to him even tighter.

 

Anon had no other option 'Kat, I'll tickle you.'

 

Katsu's face twisted into a scowl but she remained determined to keep Anon in bed.

 

Anon's fingers slowly moved towards Katsuragi's tummy. As if to sense his movements Katsu's eyebrows twitched and furrowed. Anon's fingertips reached her sides and Katsu jolted. She launched the quilt off of the bed with one swift kick and landed it in the corner of the bedroom. Katsuragi squealed and howled with laughter and she rolled back and forth to try and escape Anon's grasp.

 

'Stop it!' Katsuragi giggled.

 

'Not until you let me out of bed!'

 

'Okay!' She cried out 'I surrender!'

 

'I'm not sure I believe you.' Anon teased

 

Katsuragi had none of it 'I mean it! I'll kick you!'

 

Anon had once seen Katsuragi kick an oil drum like a football. He wasn't willing to tempt fate.

 

'Alright fine.'

 

Anon scrambled out of bed and got a safe distance from Katsuragi. Katsu panted as if she were out of breath and released the last titters of laughter.

 

Her gaze turned to Anon and she sulked. 'That was low.'

 

'You know the deal. I have to go to work.'

 

Katsuragi pouted 'Yeah an hour before me.'

 

'Look I'll make it up to you by making breakfast, alright?'

 

Katsuragi smirked and winked at Anon.

 

'Well since you're offering I guess I'll have to accept' Katsu grinned.

 

It seemed all had been forgiven.