Request: Jyuushiro and Kaien cooking
A/N: I'll have to admit that the spirit of xxxHolic might have floated by on this one, since I know she reads that as well.
"Sit down, Taichou."
Jyuushiro sits. He coughs, gets a look, and watches as his young fukutaichou tastes, tests, and prepares the two thousand yen an ounce matcha with exactly the same intensity of attention as the leftover rice from yesterday's dinner.
Kaien tries an umeboshi before setting them out.
He spoons out the steaming rice, ladles on the green tea, and hands Jyuushiro the double-portion bowl, before taking a regular bowl for himself.
Jyuushiro nibbles the salt, sour, sweet of the umeboshi, slurps a spoonful of the grass-scented pale green rice and tastes attention, respect, and memory.
"It's very good."