Bedtime
by Firechild
Rating: G/K
Summary: Fun at bedtime in the Outers Home.
Michiru laid down next to Haruka in bed, the light sea green nightgown flowing about her. The blonde turned off the lamp and turned towards Michiru. Even in the darkness, Michiru could tell when Haruka's dark teal eyes were on her. She smiled sweetly and moved to take Haruka's lips into her own, but Haruka moved a finger to Michiru's lips, stopping her movement. The racer soon leaned over Michiru, just enough to where to Michiru could hear the blonde senshi's husky voice in her ear.
"Someone's listening at the door."
"Ara ara," said Michiru softly. Peering as much as she could into the darkness, she could see the outline of two pairs of tiny feet in the light from the hallway.
"Should we put on a show?" said Haruka, her lip quirking upwards. Michiru's eyes twinkled in the darkness.
"Let's," she chuckled softly.
Within moments, both Haruka and Michiru were jumping up and down on their large bed, the both of them in a state of giggles at watching the other doing something they had not done in years. "Hey Michi!" said Haruka as she bopped her lover with one of their down pillows.
"Oi!" said Michiru, taking up her own weapon.
"It's on now, Tenoh!" She began to pummel the pianist with the soft white and blue pillow.
"Ack!" said Haruka, jumping out of the way. But by doing so, got entangled in the comforter and took a spill onto the carpeted floor. "Help!" she said feebly, waving her long arms. Michiru leapt down off the bed and helped Haruka up off the floor before rushing over to open the door. Turning on the hall light, she spied a blur of pink and purple pajamas headed back into Hotaru's bedroom and slamming the door.
"I think we got them," chuckled Michiru as Haruka joined her in the doorway, rubbing her head.
"Good!" chuckled Haruka. "These bruises are starting to hurt," she winced, rubbing her arm. Michiru smiled sympathetically.
"I'm glad, because I was starting to get a headache from the noise," said Setsuna, coming down the hallway in a shorts and tank top pajama set, her glasses perched on top of her head.
Oh Setsuna, I'm so sorry!" said Michiru, apologizing with a small bow. "I forgot about your research."
"It's okay," said Setsuna, chuckling. "I needed a break." She pointed to the cup of hot chocolate in her hands. Michiru laughed.
"Good night," said Haruka, headed back into the bedroom with a yawn.
"Good night you two," said the time senshi, pausing at her doorway. "Now no more nightly 'performances'," she said with a wink.
"Oh, no worries," said Michiru. "If we need to 'perform', I'll make sure Haruka stays quiet." She motioned to Setsuna like she was taping Haruka's mouth shut. The senshi of time laughed out loud as Michiru turned off the light and closed the door, evil thoughts pervading her mind as she headed back to the bed she shared with her lover.
