There was so much Kirihara in that first half, goddamn. But now for a quick two-or-three drabble break (I may push the next one back since I'm having trouble thinking of something for it).


Ryoma/Kintarou - Shackle

Only quick thinking, quicker reflexes, and a pinch of luck were going to save him from this. Catching him was going to be difficult by itself, but restraining him too?

There had to be an opportunity in here somewhere, Ryoma thought, watching Kintarou bounce around his bedroom. He could already feel his headache coming.

When the chance presented itself, then, within ten minutes, Ryoma was much more than happy to act. He darted forward, snapping one end of a set of handcuffs around Kintarou's left wrist and the other around a rung on the headboard of his bed. Kintarou groaned irately.

"Koshimae," he whined.

Ryoma sighed. "And you wonder why I don't let you have sugar."