Despite the hotel bed's welcoming embrace enveloping her, the pop star denied herself the prize of slumbering. Cerulean eyes reluctantly squinted open toward the bedside clock.
3:00 A.M.
It had been thirty minutes since Minako had arrived at the hotel room and it had been five days since her concert began touring. For the past four nights, her return to the hotel was at midnight—she was now three hours late. Before Minako or Rei would go to bed during the tour, Minako would call Rei and wish her good night and visa versa. Sighing at her tardiness, Minako fumbled about for cell phone and silently chastised herself as she speed-dialed Rei's number.
"Minako?" answered a muffled voiced.
At hearing her own name, Minako felt rejuvenated and playful, "Hey there, sexy." That remarked earned her a gentle giggle. The ice breaker was over, now it was time to explain herself, "I'm sorry about keeping you up, Rei. The crew and I had an after party."
She was met with silence.
"…you're not mad at me, are you?"
"What?" the voice dragged exasperatedly, "You think I'm angry because you enjoyed yourself at an after party?"
"…well you weren't saying anything, so I thought…" Minako began before being cut off.
"I was silent because I was listening to whatever elaborate story you were going to tell me about the party," Rei explained.
Exhaling a sigh of relief Minako replied, "Silly me, I'll recap with you tomorrow then." As she said this to the cell phone receiver, Minako also directed it to the empty left side of the bed.
I miss you.
"Sounds like a plan, my tried diva. Let's go to sleep now, okay?
"Of course."
"Good night, Minako" said Rei as she edged off to sleep.
"Oi! I can't go to sleep until you kiss me, my darling," the blonde demanded playfully. And at that, Minako heard Rei's lips purse and pucker through the phone.
After returning the favor, Rei responded suggestively, "You know, if you would come home sooner, I can do more than kiss you through the phone every night." Even though miles away, Minako could see Rei's lecherous smile against the receiver.
They exchanged goodnights again and then ended the conversation. Now both could go to sleep.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailormoon.
I'm stuck at home with the flu. Let's see how this will turn out.