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[A new day dawns and the pirate curls against the ninja. He's unravelling in the sea, the blood, the molten rock, the fiery heart of a star... the sea. The sea of rotting flesh. Drowning. Suffocating. Picked apart and unmade as he's watched.

Luke's ritual can't stop these dreams. But it is stopping the others, and as Law gasps and shudders awake, he is grateful. These ones are less frequent. He doesn't need this on top of the ugly twisted mess that lurks in his subconscious. Just this, though horrible, is bearable.

He's probably woken Itachi, and he shifts to nuzzle into the side of his neck. It's just a nightmare. Go back to sleep. It's still early and both of them have earned a lazy morning in, and not only because it's a certain ninja's birthday.]

[The ninja is a light sleeper by nature. He's had the occasional haunting dream since returning from the draft, but it would be impossible to tell. Nightmares have been commonplace with him since he was four, and by now are something he hardly acknowledges, even in his sleep.

One can't wake on a recon mission screaming in their sleep, and medication can't be taken to dull the senses when all of one's senses have to be sharp at all times. So he lived in it, became one with it, and was therefore less affected by it. Crows fed on the carcasses of the dead, plucking wide-staring eyes free of their sockets, filling the air with their uncaring ruckus. Then he would become crows also, and they would become not a terror but just another part of the cycle. They do their part, a ninja does his.

At the nuzzle, he moves just enough to plant a light kiss on Law's forehead. The company does make things far more pleasant when he wakes again. He knows what day it is too, and as usual he will make no mention of it.]

Mmm... happy birthday.

[And as usual, Law never forgets to. Twenty five. That's worth noting.

But the pirate is sinking back to sleep. Which is highly unusual until one considers the draft and its aftermath. Law and the rest of the medics had no rest for days after the event. The man is completely worn out and recovery takes its time.

(And there had been concerns for his health after a certain incident during the draft.)

Law has no intent of working today. Even if rest wasn't desperately needed, he'd be still taking the day off.]

... Aa. Thank you.

[He didn't expect it to be forgotten, of course. Law never forgot.

Both of them have been weary, but the pirate more so. He still has to go about his usual work - and there are many in need of healing still. At least today he can rest, and Itachi wouldn't want his husband getting up any earlier than necessary for any sort of birthday plans. All of that can wait. (Or not happen at all. He wouldn't be bothered.)

He holds the other close to him, hoping to offer comfort through any further bad dreams.]

[Law makes a small noise in response, head coming to rest on Itachi's chest where he can listen to his heartbeat and be further lulled into sleep.

No more dreams though. Law is still and quiet as he lightly sleeps, only stirring when someone passes outside their home. The rising warmth of the day and the increasing sunlight (and activity outside) will eventually rouse him again.

But for now? Peaceful. As peaceful as someone who had been through the draft can get, anyway.]

[Itachi is able to drift back off easily as well, though he is also the first to wake. Still so close to Law, he isn't certain he wants to move and possibly wake the other up, so he stays still.

He won't mind laying there as long as it takes. Neither of them have anywhere better to be right now.]

[Law shifts against Itachi as he slowly comes to, sleepily pressing a kiss against his collarbone as he does so.]

Hey...

[Softly. The pirate threads his fingers through the ninja's hair as he nuzzles. It's a pleasant, affectionate haze he's floating in - and one he doesn't need to quickly leave. After all, they both have the day to themselves.]

Good morning.

[He brushes a thumb along Law's cheek in return, smiling a little.]

You seem comfortable.

[Not that he's too keen on moving either.]

Am comfortable. [Drowsily murmuring as he continues to run his fingers through Itachi's hair. Smooths down some of Itachi's feathers.] Gotta a great pillow.

Not too bony?

[There's the smallest bit of amusement in his tone as he mutters this into the top of Law's head.]

[Law gives an amused huff as one hand leaves Itachi's hair and slides down his side.] Bony? Nah, not at all.

Nice and firm, now...

[There's the briefest moment of concerned vanity on Itachi's part as the comment causes him to worry that he might have gained too much weight while in Luceti, but that passes quickly as he's been keeping better tabs on his health all around.

He chuckles instead.]

Have you been grooming me all this time just to be a cushion for you?

[The other hand leaves Itachi's hair and joins the other in running over Itachi. No softness here, just hard muscle under the ninja's bedclothes and not an inch of fat.]

Found me out have you? [Teasing, as he does. Even if Itachi hadn't been keeping tabs on his own health, Law would have picked up the slack. Danger of marrying a doctor. As it is, Itachi's healthier status would recoup eventually some of that lost stamina if kept up.] Guess I'm in trouble now.

Very much so.

[Though if this is the case, then Law's punishment seems to be nothing more than a proper kiss as he shifts close enough to manage it.]

We should get our day started soon.

[Law's going to draw that kiss out, hooking a leg around his husband and rolling him on top of him if Itachi allows it. The pirate smiles playfully, then asks.]

Should I be worried?

[Right. The day. Itachi's birthday. The plans. Breakfast.]

Mmmhmm. What do you want for breakfast?

[The ninja allows it, raising both brows a little.]

Not your morning breath. [A good-natured tease.]

What do we have in the way of fruit pastries?

[Another amused huff. Someone's sassy this morning]

Apple cheese danishes. I brought some home on my way home from the town clinic. [Leaning up a little.] Sounds like you're in the mood for something sweet.

[And sudden peck on the nose! Drawing back cheekily, and grinning.]

Sweeter than me and my breath, anyway.

I am, actually.

[In response to the peck on the nose, Itachi leans back down to bump his forehead lightly against his husband's before slowly untangling himself from the other's limbs.]

And some orange juice.

[He's just going to let his husband get up, before moving to do the same.]

Want that fresh squeezed?

That would be preferable.

[He'd say something about not wanting Law to do it when he could do it just fine, but he'll stop himself. The pirate probably isn't going to have any of that right now.

Not that he won't try to do it without saying anything anyway.]

What were you wanting for yourself?

[Itachi knows his husband too well.]

An omelet with all the fixings and some coffee. Maybe some yogurt.

[Replace maybe with yes, I want some yogurt too please. He's hungry.]

[There are rarely any 'maybe's when it comes to Law mentioning food. Itachi begins walking toward the stairs, a small smile on his face.]

"All the fixings" covers quite a lot.

Sure does. [Law will be right after Itachi as soon as he puts on the robe Itachi got him last birthday.] I'm feeling indulgent this morning.

Oh? I hope we have enough here, then.

["You and your appetite," he might as well say. The smirk is clear in his voice even if it doesn't reach his face.]

We shall see~

[He hears that smirk. And raises with one of his own that promises utter decimation of the contents of the fridge.]

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