yourhatred | appointment's post

[There are, and Law takes it as his cue to shut up. It's Itachi's birthday after all - there's no need to be depressing.]

[They'll be depressing enough later, he's sure. Right now it's time for working some of those kinks out before they build back up again.]

[Sighing quietly as Itachi's fingers work. Yep, plenty of kinks as it is... better get them before more build up.]

Mmmm... that feels good.

[That's the idea, Law. For now, Itachi will just smile and continue.

Later, if they still have the energy for it, they can go on their walk.]

[Mmmm... and later, when Law has all but melted in Itachi's embrace:]

You know, if we stay in here for much longer, we'll turn into prunes.

Perhaps.

[At least they'll be comfortable prunes.]

Should we prepare to leave?

[Very comfortable prunes.]

Mmmhmm. Probably should get on that sooner or later.

[Slowly, very slowly, Itachi slips out from underneath the pirate. He keeps him steady the whole time, and as he pulls himself up onto the edge, he leaves himself plenty of room to help Law do the same.]

[At first at the edge, Law is as absolutely helpless as he's been the entire time in the water. Dead weight, and very, very conscious about it.

But as soon as he's only still waist deep in the water, he begins to start twitching, gaining the smallest bits of his strength back. Get him out a little more and he'll be able to finish the job.]

[Itachi will pull him all the way up onto the side with relative ease. No reason to take any chances.]

[And once he's out... and well, not even totally out... once the water passes his knees, he twitches once more, dead weight no more. He props himself up as soon as he's out, feeling back to normal.]

Thanks.

Of course.

[Were their roles reversed, Law would have done the same.]

[Law stretches, getting to his feet. Plenty of energy left.

He offers a hand to Itachi, smiling. He has something to give him when they get dressed.]

[Assured that Law needs no further help, Itachi accepts the hand.]

[Pulling him up, and then padding towards the towels. He brings them back so they can dry off.]

[Itachi begins to follow at first, but stops as he realizes Law is returning.

He accepts a towel but, as he had with the soap, he gently begins patting his partner off with it rather than himself.]

[More excuses to touch Itachi. He likes that. Law begins carefully drying him off in turn, motions outright delicate around the wings, because who wants to accidentally pull feathers.]

Gotta surprise for you when we get dressed.

[It's very small.]

Mm?

[He'll be more interested in that once he's finished here, he's sure.]

[Smiling as he continues to towel Itachi off.]

You'll see.

[Itachi finishes the rest of the job in silence, finally tucking his towel around his waist.]

[Now that they are dry, with towels around their waists, and not a naked sight fit to give prudes heart attacks, Law leans in for a kiss before nudging his partner with hip playfully.

Shall they get dressed and brave the wild outside for the perfect picnic spot? Or should they steal a few minutes more, enjoy the privacy being up here brings them, before heading to the change room?]

[Itachi won't be in much of a hurry either way. He moves toward the dressing room, but at a casual pace.]

[Casual pace it is. Once they're in, Law for his part languidly gets dressed. Just drawing out the surprise. Not that it's a big thing he's going to give him. It's a very, very little thing, and no doubt the meaning of it will be lost on Itachi, as he's not too familiar with sailor customs and superstitions.

Finally dressed and just nudging the lockpicks he has hidden in the brim of his hat back into hiding, Law looks at the picnic basket that has been sitting beside where he's propped up his sword. He puts on his hat and goes to retrieve a tiny box from there, carefully holding it so what's inside doesn't rattle.]

[The ninja dresses silently, not even attempting to peek over (it wouldn't help much anyway) while Law fiddles around with things.

When finished, he goes about folding his towel and neatly packing away shower supplies.]

Hey...

[Hold still for a sec.

The words dies on his lips. Instead he opens the box, to reveal a plain silver ear cuff with a slightly brushed finish.

A sailor's earring. Protection and luck on the seas. Safe passage to the land of the dead. Emergency currency.

He hopes Itachi'll wear it.]

This is kinda a my world thing, a sailor's thing, but...

[It almost sounds like he's proposing to his ears. He's not, but it's a symbolically important thing he's giving. A you're a part of my world thing.]

I hope you like it.

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