Summary: Nico and Maki talk; Nozomi and Eli tease.
Nico. Car. Speeding. Screaming. Bang! Tree. Metal. Shearing. Ripping.
Maki sat up, panting, sweating, grabbed the nearest of her two phones, dialing automatically.
"Hello?"
"Nico?"
"Princess?"
Nico Yazawa's phone exploded with buzzing on her night stand. Usually only family could reach her at this hour. Was there something her mother needed help with? Nico had her phone flipped open instantly.
"Nico?" A worried voice, raspy with fear and sleep. Nico almost recognized it. She checked the number.
"Princess?"
"Yes. Are you all right? I had a…"
"You had a nightmare about Nico and had to call to make sure Nico is all right. That's sweet. Nico was having much better dreams. About you."
"No. That's not…I wasn't…"
Nico could hear the panic attack looming in the increasing breathing rate.
"Princess."
"'m fine. go to sleep."
The aural void of an ended call. Sleep wasn't going to be a thing Nico went back to. She stared at her phone, something about the voice pinching at Nico's awareness. Like she'd heard it somewhere recently. She had been playing Diamond Princess albums on the drive home. That was probably it. Now the call was ended but Nico wasn't done talking. Before she could hit call a text came through. Diamond Princess.
DP: SOrry so soory
N: Breathe.
N: Again.
N: Again.
DP: I'm all right. Really. Sorry I woke you up..
N: Nico texted you earlier. You ignored Nico. No wonder you had a nightmare.
DP: Battery died.
Sounded sketchy to Nico. But Ms. Sultry Diamond Princess had called her later that SAME night so that was progress from the Ghosting Nico phase.
DP (-_-)
N: How's the song going?
DP: (_;)
N: Nico wants to get you alone again.
DP: (*.*)
N: Maybe talk.
N: Maybe share some tour stories.
N: and then get reacquainted. Like after your concert. When Nico couldn't resist you. Remember that?
DP: Nico was great (‿)
N: Nico doesn't have those sorts of nights all the time.
N: Nico does all right but usually there's dinner and a safe sex talk.
DP: (o_O)
N: Nico's very safe. Doctor's note and all.
Long pause.
DP: Music is my only ex
N: (σ๑̶̀ꇴ̶́)σ nICO thinks that's a line from a song
DP: Maybe
DP: True though
N: DOn't break up with music, Nico's just become a huge fan.
DP: No, music is breaking up with me.
N: Over nIco?
Another long pause.
DP: I don't know.
N; Talk to Nico. Nico will fix it.
Buzzing. Nico's number. If Maki talked to Nico again, she'd cry. Music wasn't coming; Nico wasn't here; Maki had a brain full of racing thoughts and a body wracked with racing sensations she had no place to put now that her fingers just froze over the piano keys, hovering, curling into fists she couldn't bang down on musical wasn't having a problem with a song, she was having a problem writing any song, no thoughts or notes broke through as she sat and stared, just awareness, urges, needs,and then a day with Nico, just a regular day, but she spent it not being able to get close enough, feel that connection, that charge, and now, now, after that horror nightmare, Nico's voice had been right in her ear, from brash, bold, to kind and comforting and so Maki was never sleeping again, as her fingers sought to rewrite memories, Nico's remembered whispers still soft on her ears. If she could she could write. If she could…no. Grab headphones. Shuffle on BLAST.
Eli, wearing a baby blue oxford shirt and boy shorts, danced into her kitchen. Nozomi, laying on the bed, head propped on arms, watched, eyes crinkled in amusement.
"I can see the ballet training."
Eli did a pirouette and then, hand on counter, dipped down, leaping into a relevé.
"Stamina too."
Eli froze, blushing.
"You're cute when you're shy."
"If you want a snack, you are going to have to stop flirting."
"Never."
Eli grabbed a box of chocolate covered shortbread and flopped back on the bed,
"I had no idea so much could happen clothed."
"Full frontal frottage." Nozomi giggled, hovering a hand over Eli's bosom, about to swoop down and tease a nipple.
Eli rolled over, shoving the box at Nozomi. "You're a menace. Have a cookie."
Nozomi's giggle turned into a roar of laughter, "Never has anyone said those two sentences in that order to me."
"So you get have a cookie, you're a menace?"
"Or that."
"Short on cookies. Or honest partners?"
Nozomi shrugged. Eli's shirt clung in all the sexiest, curviest places and Nozomi was starting to regret her strict rules about new partners and STI testing windows. Eli hadn't had many partners but had been waiting to get back to school and test since her last one. She ran a hand down Eli's back, letting her fingers drag, then slapping Eli lightly on her rump. Eli jumped.
"Menace."
"Do whatever I say and I'll feed you cookies."
Eli's eyes went wide, slight tremble in her voice. "What did you have in mind?"
Nozomi's grin widened. "Flip over, curvelicious."
Eli did. Nozomi brought a cookie up to her lips. Eli bit, eyes wide, tongue licking crumbs off her lips.
"Good girl. Now let's see what else you can do."
Nozomi used both hands to unbutton Eli's shirt, enjoying the blonde's shivering at the completely random nail scrapes across her skin. Nozomi rolled to the side, whispering near Eli's ear as she slid her arm under Eli's shoulders, tilting the blonde into her embrace.
"Close your eyes. Now take your hand and let it slide, super super slooooooow…"
A/N: Wyrd Sisters the play went well. Short chapter to get back on track.