A/N. This is the series of shortfics (originally double-drabbles, but you know Polish texts become substantially longer when translated into English) that I dedicate to my dear friend Selyann. I'll try to update regularly, but you never know... I hope you will enjoy!

Acrobatics

"This afternoon, we will be practising agility and coordination," said Sensei that morning. "The best ones will be given some dango," he added, rousing the class; even Gintoki pricked up his ears in sleep.

During the break, the trio gathered behind the shed.

"Must be the uppermost shelf of the pantry," decided Shinsuke.

"It's against the bushidō," Kotarō protested weakly. "Gintoki, say something."

"Dango," Gintoki pointed the obvious.

Kotarō swallowed down his defeat and set about making plans.

"Gintoki is the bottom, and Takasugi is the top," he announced, arousing protests. "It will be all right even if Gintoki falls asleep. And Takasugi is the sma- the lightest," he reasoned.

Two boys exchanged looks before staring at him again.

"And you, Zura?"

"As a leader, I'll be watching you."

Indeed, the plate with its tempting content was to be found in the suggested place. Muttering under his breath, Gintoki stood next to the cupboard, and Shinsuke climbed onto his shoulder, reaching towards the bounty.

"To the left, more to the left, no, to the right," Kotarō directed from below.

When Shinsuke's fingers brushed against the plate, Gintoki sneezed. Shinsuke did a somersault and landed on his feet. Kotarō and Gintoki made a dart towards the plate, saving their reward.

"Now that's some acrobatics," came from the door. "I see, the three of you don't need any practise."

Three pair of eyes flashed with delight that replaced the guilt.

"And I was right to have stored the rest in a safe place," Sensei added with a smile.