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Ami bustled about the apartment, her pager for the hospital going off for a second time.
"Yes, yes," she mumbled, "I got it the first time. Geez."
Makoto sighed as she watched her girlfriend fly around the apartment, changing her clothes and attempting to find her keys. It was meant to be a romantic night for them; dinner for two (made by Makoto of course), wine, a slow dance, a good late night movie. The perfect way to spend their fifth anniversary.
And then Ami's pager for the hospital went off.
Makoto knew how important Ami's job was and didn't begrudge the woman for emergencies when they popped up. But it still stung a bit as Ami rushed to the door to answer the call.
"I'm so sorry, Mako-chan," Ami said as she dug through her purse, still in pursuit of hey keys. Her blue eyes paused in their search and she looked up at her forlorn lover. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."
Makoto gave a small, sad smile. "I know."
Having found her keys, Ami walked to Makoto and hugged her tightly. "I shouldn't be long. Will you still be up?"
Makoto returned the hug and nodded. "I will."
Ami reached up and kissed Makoto on the lips. "I love you," she whispered.
"Me, too," Makoto responded and Ami glared at her. Makoto smirked.
And then Ami was gone, the apartment door closing behind her with a soft click. Makoto sighed and shoved her hands inside her pockets. Her fingers closed around the velvet box in her pocket. She sighed again.
Another time, perhaps, will be the perfect time.