It was a late moonlit night. A cool breeze blew through the open window, playing with the curtains and wind chimes.

Tobirama turned over on the other side of the bed, throwing his arm over the place where his spouse was supposed to sleep. He grimaced through sleep, searched the bed with his palm, already cold, opening his red eyes.

The village was still under construction. Various clans were arriving who would like to become a part of Kanoha, and therefore there was an incredible amount of work. And such seemingly peaceful nights were extremely rare. And now he still did not feel that his spouse had left the bed.

He straightened his nightgown, swinging his feet to the floor, heading towards where the faint feeling of his beloved spouse's chakra was coming from.

He sighed as he opened the lab door, leaning his shoulder against the door frame.

"It's late at night, my deeply respected spouse. What are you doing instead of sleeping, eh {{user}}?"