but don't let me; (locked to Haruhi)

[seestooclearly]

[and is finishing up in the kitchen, humming to himself as he finishes making the last of the riceballs. That hadn't been so hard, though they looked rather sad, not like proper riceballs, but maybe he'd managed to actually cook something right this time. That would be nice. And then he hears the door open. Oh- was Haruhi home already?]

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[direplans]

[He was...and he was a bit subdued. The smell of something cooking? How many times had he told Kiyoshi on no uncertain terms?! But...he didn't have the heart to yell right now.]

...Okaeri.

[seestooclearly]

[and going to come out of the kitchen after a moment] Oh, hello, Haruhi- [and then going to notice how subdued he is] ...is something wrong?

[direplans]

You needn't be concerned about it, Kiyoshi. [He doesn't really want to talk much about it, to be honest.]

[seestooclearly]

...I won't ask any questions, then. [wishes he could do something to help. But will walk over and gently take hold of Haruhi's sleeve once the older man has his shoes off and tugs him towards the couch.]

[direplans]

[He allows himself to be tugged, although he's pretty clearly confused.]

...?

[seestooclearly]

[and Haruhi gets gently pushed to sit on the couch. Kitten is twining around Kiyoshi's ankles, purring, and he bends down to pet her for a moment, before carefully picking her up and setting her down in Haruhi's lap. Now you have a lapful of cute white fluff, Haruhi.]

[direplans]

[Ball of fluff is getting love and pettings.]

...Thank you.

[seestooclearly]

[Kitten really loves pettings and love, so there's a lapful of purring white kitten in Haruhi's lap.] You're welcome. [and going to check to make sure he turned the stove off in the kitchen, before coming back out. Hm. It's getting dark outside, which makes him a little nervous, but this shouldn't take long.] Oh, I'll be back soon, alright? [putting on shoes at the door]

[direplans]

Kiyoshi. [Haruhi reaches in his pocket, and pulls out--how the hell does he have a taser.]

Take this with you.

[seestooclearly]

...Oh. Aren't those illegal, Haruhi? [kind of staring at. well not illegal but definitely restricted and probably illegal for him.]

[direplans]

Restricted, not illegal. But fair enough. [He pauses, thoughtfully.]

The dark red cane. Second from the left. Take that one.

[seestooclearly]

[going to peer at the cane pile. how many canes does Haruhi have? But going to pick up one that looks like the described one. Hopefully it's the right one.] ...this one? [blinks slowly]

[direplans]

No, the one next to it. It'll be heavier. [How he can tell from this distance is anyone's guess.]

[seestooclearly]

[and picks up the one next to it. It's heavier.] Ah, this one?

[direplans]

Yes.

[seestooclearly]

[smiles, vaguely and sweetly] I'll be back soon. This shouldn't take very long. [and quietly leaving and closing the door behind him, leaving Haruhi with Kitten]