Title: Manju
Kyo sat.
There was little else to do in the cell. For nearly forty years, he had been sitting.
"Hey, uncle!"
Kyo started at the unexpected voice, which came from a tiny girl outside the bars on his window. "Want some manju?" The girl held the sweet as far as she could through the bars.
Kyo shuffled nervously. He wasn't used to strangers. "Don't you know who I am? You'll get cursed"
"You're the cat from the zodiac. Grandma told me about you."
Suddenly Kyo realized who the little girl looked like. She smiled luminously at him.
"I love cats!"
Note: Another of my rare serious drabbles. Manju are like sweet buns, usually filled with adzuki bean paste.