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Misaki was desperately scrubbing Suzuki-san's coat, cloth in hand. He had to get the stain out. He had to... otherwise, his fate would be dire.
From inside the closet, Misaki jumped when he heard his partner.
"Misaki?"
"Yes!" he yelled frantically. Eyes wide, he froze when Akihiko stood behind him.
"What're you doing?" he inquired smoothly.
"... Changing the ribbon," Misaki lied, standing still.
"Oh?"
Misaki stiffened; Akihiko was looking over him.
"That's a big stain."
Shit. He caught it.
The boy knew Akihiko was grinning... it would surely be a physically straining week.
Author's note: Exactly 100 words again... this is difficult. Please review, provide feedback or anything for the hell of it.
Fact: It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open. (Don't try this at home!)