Centennials

by Nooya Muns

New: 7 New Messages - Soubi isn't one to let a perfectly good opportunity go to waste. Collection of drabbles with a set word count.

38. Obliging

CENTENNIALS

200: Obliging

It was barely a minute after his last message when the phone in his lap rang.

'Hello?'

'Nisei.'

Nisei smiled, as he always did at his own daring in moments such as this. No doubt the mirth in his voice would be evident. 'Ah, Seimei! Did you get my text?'

'I did.'

'Good! So you're coming over?'

'No. As I already informed you in my messages.'

'Aww, c'mon,' Nisei slumped back in his chair, lilting voice aimed at the ceiling, 'You know you want to.' He would make sure of that.

Seimei's responding chuckle was dry with condescension. 'I thought you would know better than to be presumptuous.'

Fully aware of the ire lurking behind Seimei's calm façade, Nisei replied jovially, 'And I thought it was a Fighter's job to know what his Sacrifice wants?'

'Nisei, I'm not going to repeat mys-'

'Could you hang on for a moment? I'm getting another call.'

Nisei took the time to leisurely withdraw and light a cigarette before taking the phone off hold.

'Could you repeat that? I didn't catch that last thing.'

'You will be waiting for me when I arrive, Nisei.'

He grinned madly. 'Sure thing, Seimei. Whatever you want.'

A/N: Thank you very much to anyone that took the time to read. :)