She dreams…
She dreams of a huge banquet, at which even she has had enough to eat. She dreams of shadowy, yet clear, couples dancing on a ballroom floor. She dreams of a flickering light that illuminates yet hides the golden embroidery on her silver dress, that picks out the highlights in his blue-black hair.
She dreams…
She dreams of Mamoru, standing behind her, kissing her neck. He works his way up her neck, across her cheek. A warm hand is laid along her face and she tilts her head to meet his lips….
"AAARGH! LUNA! WHAT DID YOU SCRATCH ME FOR?"
Satisfied that Usagi has stopped snoring, Luna curls up in a ball and smiles as only a cat can, drifting off to sleep.
And she dreams…