When conversations lead to bizarre drabbles you get this:
The life of a spy was a hard one, but Kenya could do it. He was stealthy. He was sneaky! He was the best spy ever! And today was the day he would get the information necessarily to take down his arch-nemesis.
All he had to do was make it a little further without being detected. And if he couldn't do that? Well, he might as well die.
[♪ piro piro piroo~~~n ♪]
Kenya froze as the mechanical sounds of his ringtone echoed through the room. Shit. He'd forgotten to turn his phone on silence before he left on this mission.
"I knew if I got your kohai to update his blog I would be able to catch you!" A sinister voice rang out from the next room. And through the doorway stepped Kenya's arch-nemesis-
Yuushi in a pimp suit, holding a fluffy cat.
"You! You monster! What did you do to Zaizen!?" Kenya demanded, suddenly fearing for his kohai's well being. After all, who knew the lengths Yuushi would go to in order to catch Kenya. Yuushi just rolled his eyes.
"I didn't do anything. I just gave him some dirt on you." Yuushi grinned evilly, and held the cat out towards Kenya. "Now. Pet my pussy! Make her purr!"