Tired of the kink meme yet? lol.

Request: Kida/Mikado - shut together in a closet.

"1... 2... 3..."

"Wait, Kida-kun!"

"Awww, but Anri-chaaan~I was so ready!"

"Mikado-san was still putting away his things, um... I wouldn't be fair."

"But that's the point! ...Fine. Anri-chan, ready?"

"Yes."

"Mikado-kun?"

"Not it."

"We're... starting...?"

"Haha, not it! Oh, Mikado-kun, you backstabber, you!~"

"Sorry, Sonohara-san..."

"I-It's okay... I wanted to be 'it'."

"Aaand we're off! Start counting, Anri-chan!~"

As Anri turned to the classroom wall and started to count, Mikado and Masaomi went off to the opposite exits. They silently gestured to one another, Mikado pointing that he would go one way while Masaomi agreed to go the other way. Anri's counting could no longer be heard by either, but Mikado supposed she was around seventeen. He raced down the hall, up a flight of stairs, and past various empty rooms, dodging a few stray classmates along the way with a tossed apology. Masaomi dashed past a teacher and his laughter echoed behind him.

Masaomi watched from behind a wall as Anri asked that teacher if he'd just witnessed a blond vagabond run past, and just as the teacher pointed, Masaomi poked his head out.

"You're not supposed to ask for help, Anri-chan~"

Anri darted for him, but a trip in her step helped Masaomi gain the upper hand as he bolted up the stairs to the next floor. A look of determination settled on her face, and she regained her footing and followed his laughter.

A broom closet caught his eye. More than conventional and almost quite obvious, he figured it would have to do. He turned the nob as quietly as he could, opened the door, and shoved himself into the tight space. Anri's footsteps sounded outside, and the shadows of her shoes broke the light under the door. His breath settled, holding in his chest as the only noise he heard was his heart beating loudly in his ears.

And then a small, muffled groan underneath him.

Well. Kida thought he'd landed on something soft.