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I – Blink [Takara x Kiyomine]

Kiyomine flipped the page of his textbook and tried to focus on the words he was reading. Takara sat on the floor across the table from him. After another minute or two, Kiyomine couldn't stand it any longer.

"Would you quit that?"

"Quit what?"

"That thing you're doing with your eyes."

"What? Blinking?"

"Yes; it's distracting."

"How?"

"You're so noisy…"

Takara bit his lip in exasperation, but as he went on studying, he tried not to blink. Inevitably, he failed.

"That's it." Kiyomine grabbed the smaller boy by the shirt collar and pulled him over the table, where he leaned forward to meet him. Takara blinked in surprise. Foreheads together, Kiyomine brushed their eyelashes fleetingly before releasing him and settling back down to his studies.

Takara poised on his knees as he recovered, his mind stalled from shock. Eventually he thought to be upset.

"What was that?"

"Butterfly kiss." Kiyomine smirked. "You kissed back."

"Huh?" As Takara realized what his roommate was talking about, a blush grew on his cheeks and he became more flustered. "That wasn't…! You..!"

As usual, physical violence resolved the situation.

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I – Introduction [Reiichi x Okuno]

[Reiichi's POV]

I was always an outwardly courteous child, as I was taught to be from the earliest point in my life, but any one of my nannies will tell you I was also a sly, nuisance of a child. Naturally, around my parents, I would always deny these claims solely in the spirit of proving my nannies right. After all, they could never prove that I had embezzled thousands from the stock market at the age of ten, and that it's my fault the cat barks and won't let anyone touch it. Inevitably, they would quit one after the other after only a year or so. (I still visit my favorite every once in a while at the psychiatric ward outside of town whenever I can charm the newer or part-time staff into letting me in – all the regular nurses know of the memory-induced panic she goes into whenever I show up.)

Anyway, the point is that when my father introduced me to Mr. Okuno's son many years ago, I responded with every bit of grace expected of me. Then afterward, however, I'll admit I caused Yoshiya more trouble than I care to say, yet he took it all without complaint. Even now, he'll sacrifice himself for my sake without a second thought. Whether that's just his character or a conscious effort, I can't say – though despite his claims I believe it to be the latter.

"Reiichi-kun," my father had said one day. "This is Okuno Yoshiya, our neighbor's son."

"Nice to meet you; I'm Kashiwagi Reiichi. Please take care of me."

The baby-faced, spectacles-free Yoshiya bowed his head politely and responded, "I will, and you too."

Little did I know those words would be what defined our friendship.

This fic is going to be a series of unrelated drabbles for the 100 Themes Challenge.

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I'll try to write a few drabbles per chapter to the alternative prompts and/or main one.

Please feel free to inform me if I've made a mistake or if you have any suggestions for improvement, or even if you have an idea for a drabble you'd like to see. I always appreciate these kinds of things.