[Shizune] Good Morning, Sunshine

Good Morning, Sunshine


My eyes flick open at vibration from my phone, a system I've started using as an alarm in the morning. I sit myself up, my lower back and arms aching as I adjust myself against the headboard of my bed.
Six in the morning, every single morning, goes like this.

I think it's time for a break.

I smile to myself as I slide back down into my bed, flicking my phone onto the floor and reacquainting myself with the new found greatness of a warm body being by my side. I wrap my arms back around Misha, pulling her close to my chest as her stomach moves in and out in rhythm. She must be sound asleep still, which is pretty incredible considering I wake her up around this time almost every-

Dammit.

She jumps a bit as I move her, her head popping up and eyes flying open. She looks around for a moment in confusion, her face looking slightly terrified, before regaining her sense of location and calming back into a sleepy state. She yawns and stretches her arms, before flopping back down into bead and rolling to face me, nearly jumping out of shock when she sees me still laying with her.

She puts on a somewhat angry face, looking ready to scold me. Kind of funny, because it's generally the other way around, but I'm in far too good of a mood to be bothered with that right now.

[Shicchan, why haven't you gotten up for class yet?]

I can feel my face beginning to turn red, fumbling with my glasses on my bedside table and attempting to flick the light on at the same time. Once successful, I rest my back against the headboard once again, leaning my head back and looking towards the ceiling.

Why am I honestly not going to class today?

I'm going to feel awfully stupid telling her it's because of her, and how I want to spend a day at home with her.

After all, she has her own duties to attend to as well.

Thoughts continue to rifle through my head at a lightning pace, attempting to come up with the most logical excuse. My hands pick up to sign something, but drop in an instant, my situation becoming more and more awkward as it progresses.

She catches me off guard when she wraps her arms around my waist, resting her head on my chest and visibly giggling at my conundrum.

[You want to spend the day with me?]

I bury my head in my hands. It feels unusual to be embarrassed, as I really have no reason to, but...

It actually kind of feels nice.

It feels as if I'm a human being.

I finally let my hands fall down to her, placing one on her shoulder while using the other to stroke her hair. It's her turn to be embarrassed, as she seems to have a bit of a soft spot for affection.

I guess you could call what I'm doing to her affection, right? I don't even know. I've never felt like this before around anyone, and it feels beyond foreign to me.

My heart picks up its pace again as she stares up at me, a smile spreading across her lips and her gaze meeting mine.

Seems like two battles lost in less than twenty-four hours for me.

I nod at her, conceding defeat. She squeezes her arms around me more tightly, her body shaking as her teeth show and laughter obviously explodes from her body. I force out a smile, but I find myself feeling a big mix of relief mixed with frustration here.

I need to get her back sometime soon.

I can't have her thinking that she's going to be winning against me all of the time, after all.

Misha removes herself from me and slides her legs off the side of the bed, stretching her arms once again before pushing herself up. She reaches the door and turns around looking at me and smiling.

[Stay there.]

Oh, now she's commanding me?

Two can play at this game.

I swing myself out of bed and shuffle to her location in the doorway, placing my hands on my hips and a frown on my face. I make it a point to move my face close to hers, and I'm sure I'm playing off this act pretty well.

[You don't tell me what to do!]

I make it a point to make myself look furious, although I'm honestly not. A bit peeved? Sure, simply because ceding some control to someone else may take time to get used to.

But, I think it's certainly something I'm okay with at least giving a try.

It appears my plan is backfiring on me, though. Her face has dropped to a frown, and her eyes look down out of embarrassment.

I wasn't trying to be mean!

I just wanted to have a little bit of fun with her!

[I was just going to make you some breakfast, you don't seem to be feeling well after all...]

Her signing slows as she drops her hands to the sides, and my heart drops along with them. If I would happen to have a panic button, I think now would be the time to push it.

She turns to walk out of the room, her feet dragging along the floor. I jump and wrap my arms around her from behind, holding her as tight as possible.

She puts up no resistance and turns on her heels, returning the hug. Her mood seemingly has rocketed up again, as we pull back a little bit, our faces mere inches away from each other.

Questions rebound back into my head from last night.

Why does my heart beat so fast everytime I see her?

Is it love?

Why didn't I feel like this back when she confessed to-

My thoughts are ripped from my head as I'm overcome by a blissful sensation. Our lips are touching, her soft skin meeting mine as we hold each other. After a moment of confusion, it sinks in and I close my eyes, pulling her closer to me.

For what feels like an eternity,  our lips stay together.

No tongue.

Nothing fancy.

Just love.

Finally, and disappointingly, she pulls back, keeping her forehead against mine. I still don't know how to react to all of this, to be quite honest. I never found myself attracted to women, but I'm suddenly okay with kissing the one before me? What separates her from the rest?

To be honest, I don't know.

In fact, I don't even care.

She's different, and she's most certainly mine. It feels strange though, doing these kind of things when technically neither of us asked the other out yet. Should it just be assumed, or should I go ahead and make it official?

I guess I'll take the safe route.

[Misha?]

[What?]

[Are we...]

I fumble over words for a moment, mixing signs and creating words that don't exist. I take a moment to gather what I want to say, and figure to go with a direct approach to it.

[Are we dating now?]

She grins at me, obviously giggling at my embarrassment. A feeling I used to hate, but when I'm in front of her, it feels natural.

Why does she have to be so adorable?

[Do you want us to be?]

I ponder the question for a moment, but considering how I've been feeling the past couple of months...

[I think I would like that.]

I add a sincere smile to drive home the point, in which she holds me tightly for a moment. She backs off rather quickly though, seeming to remember something.

[Have I been hurting you, Shicch-]

I flick her on the forehead, hard enough to daze her for a split second. She rubs her head and puts on a pouty face.

[What was that for!]

I give her a competitive grin.

Time to regain a bit of power.

[If we're going to be serious about this, call me by my given name a bit more often. A pet name seems a bit strange in a formal relationship, at least for the time being.]

Her pained expression changes into one of embarrassment, but she's seemingly okay with the idea. If she wasn't, she'd be throwing a fit right now.

[Okay, I guess I'm alright with that Shicch- I mean, Shizune.]

She catches herself mid sentence and corrects her mistake, drawing a devious smirk from me. Before I can say anything else, she gives me an adorable look.

She does this too often, trying to cover up something evil with a-

[Well then, would you mind going back to bed and resting? I'm going to make you some breakfast, you need to really rest your body if you're going to take the day off.]

I'm slightly confused when she delivers such a kind offer.

[What about you? You have classes to attend as well, you know.]

[I'm okay with staying with you today.]

[In other words, you just want a day to sleep as well?]

She laughs hard, her chest heaving in and out as she runs short on breath. She takes a second to gather herself again, putting the act back on.

[Maybe.]

Well, at least she-

[But only if I can with you.]

Always saving face by being cute, huh Misha?

I give her a peck on the cheek and sign as I head back towards my bed.

[I think that sounds like a wonderful plan.]

Splitting power doesn't seem so bad.

At least, not yet, anyways.