Setting: Modern day
Theme: Protocol
"Have I told you how sexy you look in that cape?"
Kunzite, in the middle of buttoning his uniform, turned around and arched his symbolic eyebrow at his girlfriend.
"Not that I can recall." He turned back to the coat rack, struggling to fight back a smile creeping up on his face.
Getting up from their bed, Minako came up behind him and put her arms around his defined chest, a mischievous grin coming into shape on her lips.
"Is this why you've forbidden your men to wear the capes? So that you can keep this privilege all to yourself?" she spoke with the most seductive voice that was too early and too dangerous for this time of day.
This time Kunzite could no longer hold back his laughter. Trust Minako to catch you off guard with her oddest sense of curiosity. He turned around to face her, affectionately and somewhat firmly, raised her chin up at him.
"I have denied them no such thing. It was their own choice to forgo the protocol."
It was not the Silver Millennium and they were no longer Knights on horses with capes floating gloriously in the wind. Mobility and flexibility were preferred over formality. Still a part of Kunzite missed the old days, or perhaps it was his way of reminding himself of the time when he had made all the wrong choices.
"Well, it's their loss," she grinned. "But enlighten me, sir Knight, if protocol is that important to you, how do you explain this?" she asked playfully, her fingers drawing illegible shapes on his exposed chest. Why Kunzite always left his collar unbuttoned was a mystery to many, but so far none had dared to enquire.
He took her hand to his lips and said, as if it was something obvious, "It makes me look sexy, doesn't it?"
It was Minako's turn to laugh. Whoever said Kunzite was nothing but an emotionless stonewall needed to hear this, and she could already imagine the looks on Jadeite's and Nephrite's faces when she told the story.
- Fin -
Just a shortie but it's been bugging my mind.