[ it's reasonable enough; he doesn't bother answering the text. either way, he's incredibly punctual, and ten minutes later he's downstairs waiting for her in front of the building.
he's still wearing what he'd arrived in, the folded white shirt and shinobi slacks— his katana tucked into the back of his belt. ]
[ It's still oddly jarring to see him like that; the way he did before. It feels like years now. Decades. Entire galaxies away from where they stand now. He's a different person here, the way he's different in those clothes and different from where she left him at home.
The thought of what she left behind turns her stomach and Sakura opts to not think of it often (ever).
She's already outside, back to a wall, leaned there with relaxed shoulders. Morning run over and changed back into proper clothes, she's far too excited about the prospect of breakfast.
When Sasuke comes out, her smile brightens as she pushes away from the wall, walks to meet him. ]
[ he's operated on fewer hours, did so pretty often back when he'd opted to join forces with that damn snake. but, like Sakura, he chooses not to think on that when he doesn't have to. he pushes a hand through his unruly hair, there's still a crease on his cheek from his pillow, but the truth is he could have ignored her message if he didn't want to go.
he doesn't tend to do anything he doesn't want to do. ]
[ Sakura sends off a quick message to Naruto to tell him to meet them outside or they'll leave without him. Hopefully that will make him move a it faster!
Putting away the communication device, she tucks her hands behind her back, fingers laced together. She's in a rather good mood. ]
[ he notices; it's impossible not to. although, to be fair, he still some days feels like he's learning his way around Sakura. Naruto, he'd had months upon months to relearn.
they'd fallen into their sleep, when he'd been trying to do it with Sakura. ]
[ he lets her lead because he has no idea where they're going, but he seems casual about it either way. he makes no argument as to which street they turn down, and his gaze only lingers briefly on Deathbucks.
he'd never really adjusted to the way people live here. he still preferred tea over coffee. ]
[ the bellows come from the back of the restaurant and honestly, the place isn't big enough to warrant that kind of shouting. or the dramatic waving of both hands over his head- since he's standing at a table directly in their line of sight.
[ the chair rocks back on it's hind legs under the combined force of sasuke shoving him backwards, and naruto's innate lack of coordination and grace. the tea cups wobble, but don't spill. ]
Hey hey, you're the ones showing up late'ttebayo. That makes you the nuisance.
[ Sakura sits down across the table from Naruto, once she's sure that the tea isn't about to spill everywhere. Admittedly, she can't really help the smile that creeps across her face when Sasuke calls him that; makes her feel nostalgic. ]
I think you were just too excited about coming for breakfast.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ic inboxes are literally my favourite thing
Good morning.
Is Naruto with you?
mine too omf
[ She just
omits the information that Naruto is going to breakfast as well. ]
no subject
Fine.
no subject
no subject
[ as he hoists himself, bedraggled, from the mattress and gathers up his clothing. ]
no subject
no subject
he's still wearing what he'd arrived in, the folded white shirt and shinobi slacks— his katana tucked into the back of his belt. ]
no subject
The thought of what she left behind turns her stomach and Sakura opts to not think of it often (ever).
She's already outside, back to a wall, leaned there with relaxed shoulders. Morning run over and changed back into proper clothes, she's far too excited about the prospect of breakfast.
When Sasuke comes out, her smile brightens as she pushes away from the wall, walks to meet him. ]
I'm sorry if I woke you.
no subject
[ he's operated on fewer hours, did so pretty often back when he'd opted to join forces with that damn snake. but, like Sakura, he chooses not to think on that when he doesn't have to. he pushes a hand through his unruly hair, there's still a crease on his cheek from his pillow, but the truth is he could have ignored her message if he didn't want to go.
he doesn't tend to do anything he doesn't want to do. ]
no subject
Putting away the communication device, she tucks her hands behind her back, fingers laced together. She's in a rather good mood. ]
Ready to go?
no subject
they'd fallen into their sleep, when he'd been trying to do it with Sakura. ]
Lets go.
no subject
this guy.
because sakura said the last one there has to treat. ]
no subject
With no response from him, she can only assume that he went ahead of them. Rude. ]
Mm! I'm ready.
no subject
he'd never really adjusted to the way people live here. he still preferred tea over coffee. ]
no subject
hence leading Sasuke to Oodle Noodle. because if nothing else, there is always ramen with team mates, right? ]
Feeling oddly nostalgic this morning. I hope you don't mind.
no subject
He's here already isn't he.
no subject
Probably. I told him last one here would be paying.
no subject
SASUKE
[ the bellows come from the back of the restaurant and honestly, the place isn't big enough to warrant that kind of shouting. or the dramatic waving of both hands over his head- since he's standing at a table directly in their line of sight.
at least he's ordered them tea. ]
OVER HERE OVER HERE!!
no subject
longest
sigh.
his chest lifts with it, and his eyes close, but with clear resignation he makes his way to the table.
once he gets there, he lays his palm on Naruto's shoulder and shoves him back into his seat. ]
Don't be such a nuisance, usuratonkachi.
no subject
Hey hey, you're the ones showing up late'ttebayo. That makes you the nuisance.
no subject
I think you were just too excited about coming for breakfast.
no subject
Tell me you didn't order already.
no subject
E-eh.
no subject
no subject
You invite us to breakfast and then order without us?