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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 22:19:10 GMT -5
I nodded. "This is going to be great!" I exclaimed. "Now I can go back home and make a dish I've never made before!" I exclaimed, smiling at Haruhi.
Yuo gave her an odd lok, but pulled her closer. "I'm just glad you don't mind me kissing you." Yuo said. "Ling told me that I should, he told a few things, that I don't know if they are true or not, but I do hope they are." Yuo sighed a bit.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 22:23:25 GMT -5
Haruhi laughed, throwing some of the solid ingrediants into the pan. They sizzled. "Hey, Shizuke, could you grab me some cream out of the fridge?" she asked nicely as she tended to the pan.
Haruka rested her head underneath his chin on his chest. "Such as... what?" she asked curiously. it would probably turn out that he wouldn't tell her, but she could care less. He had kissed her. She had been waiting for it quite sometime.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 22:30:02 GMT -5
I smiled and nodded. "Of course!" I exclaimed. I ran over and opened the fridge. I pulled the creme out and brought it to her. "Here, I've got it." I said.
Yuo sighed and swallowed. "He said that the way you moved around me, gave away that you really do like me." Yuo said. He took a deep breath in and let it out. "I was so doubtful, because we always seem to argue." he said.\, keeping his hands around her.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 22:34:10 GMT -5
Haruhi nodded a thanks. "Alright, now, stirr that together with the terriaki mix. And also add one cup of water." she nodded her head towards the bag on the counter. "There's a bowl in that cubboard. When you've finished, we'll add it to the pan."
Haruka squeezed slightly tighter, pained by this statemtent. "Well thanks for having faith in me..." she said sarcastically. She shifted her head. "I love you, Yuo... more than you could ever comprehend..."
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 22:46:31 GMT -5
I smiled and pulled out the bowl. I put the teriyaki mix in and added a cup of water. I stirred it, being careful not to spill anything. "What is your favorite dish?" I asked Haruhi.
Yuo chuckled a bit, but finally pulled her right up against him and put his near her neck. "Really?" he asked. You just never showed it, even when you probably did." Yuo said.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 23:08:54 GMT -5
Haruhi thought for a moment, skillfully tossing the stirrfry up to edge to turn it. "I'd have to say... shrimp scampey. It's one of my favorites too cook. And it goes great with any kind of noodles imaginable." She grinned.
Haruka blushed slightly as he pulled her even closer. She had never been this tightly held to him. There was no space at all between them, a solid line. "Or maybe..." she suggested, "YOu were just to stubborn to try and see."
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 23:12:29 GMT -5
I nodded. "I'm so plain, my favorite dish is so simple, just shrimp and rice." I said, smiling happily. "I'm so plain, a cup of tea, rice and shrimp are my favorite." I said, watching her carefully.
Yuo smiled and kept her close to him. "Maybe, but oh however hard I tried, I could never figure out if you did or not." Yuo said. "It could've also been the fact that, I thought you held the time that I tackled you against me." Yuo said.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 23:17:52 GMT -5
Haruhi shook her head. "There's nothing wrong with simple. Sometimes that is the best meal." she noted. "I'm sure that--" She was stopped when there was a creak at the front door. "Mother's home..." she said softly, tending again hastily to her pan. Their mother walked into the living room. "Ah, we have company, Ling?" she said in an older woman's voice. She looked around her late thirties. Ling simply nodded.
Haruka laughed softly, "Why would i? I think i deserved it. I was calling you barf-face for pete's sake..." she laughed again. "And, was it only because Ling told you to that you did kiss me...?" she asked hesitantly. This was be a very disappointing fact, if it was true.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 23:26:40 GMT -5
Yukio jumped up and bowed. She was very wary of Haruhi and Ling's mother, afraid she might be a bit cruel. "Hello ma'am." Yukio said. I nodded and then looked back at Haruhi, watching carefully and keeping note of it. "Do you cook often?" I asked her quietly.
Yuo sighed. "But still, you had just had your arm in the cast, and I should've been a bit nicer." Yuo said. He sighed. "He asked me if I had kissed you, and I told him no, that I was afraid you would be mad at me if I did." he said. "I've been wanting to kiss you for such a long time now, but I've never been courageous enough to do it." he said, still keeping her close to him. "And he talked me in to doing it."
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 23:33:52 GMT -5
Their mother bows respectfully. "It is very nice to meet you, young lady." she said with a smile. "You may call me Renga." she added politely, "And may i ask you your's?" Ling remained quiet. Haruhi nodded. "I always end up cooking if mother isn't home, which is most of the time." she said with a sigh. "Ling can't cook. He always burns toast, so how can i expect him to make dinner?" she laughed.
Haruka managed to pull her head back enough that she could look at him, which she did so lovingly. "Yuo... really?" she didn't need and answer to this question. She stood on her toes to kiss him once more, but it didn't have the same dizzy affect as before. "God, i love you so much..."
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 23:37:45 GMT -5
Yukio looked up shyly. "Yukio, Oro Yukio." she said, bowing her head again, very nervous. I smiled again. "I always have to cook, I usually help my mother." I said. "Ling should learn to cook, especially if his future wife can't cook." I said, chuckling a bit.
Yuo nodded and before he could say another word he found himself kissing her back. He smiled at her. "I'm 100% truthful." Yuo said. "I've been dying to kiss you for the longest time, since I first fell in love with you." Yuo said. "I just had to feel you against me, close to me." he said.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 23:46:25 GMT -5
Again, Renga bowed lightly. "Oro-san. Welcome." she turned to Ling. "Are there other's as well?" He simply nodded in reply. "And Haruhi, is making the dinner?" Again, a nod from Ling. She smiled. "Good." Haruhi sighed. "Well, all the girls in the village can cook from the time they're ten years of age. Another tradition..." she grumbled at the word. "Mom is superstrict about it.
She smiled, finally managing to get out of his hold long enough that she could step away. "We should probably get back inside." she suggested, the blush still showing clearly on her face. "Dinner time is coming up. No doubt, if the tradition is still the same, Haruhi is cooking it right now."
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 31, 2008 23:49:30 GMT -5
Yuki smiled a bit. "MY friend and her brother. I think she is helping Haruhi with the cooking, and her brother...um..." Yukio couldn't think of what to say. I slowly nodded. "My mother, she taught me how to cook when I was 7 or 8." I said. "She said I had to learn, so I could cook for guests." I said.
Yuo was a bit sad, but took her hands. "Then can I kiss you one more time before we go inside?" he asked. "I may not be able to do it again for awhile." he said.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 31, 2008 23:57:25 GMT -5
Renga looked at Yukio curiously. "He is... what dear?" she asked kindly. "Out having a little disagreement when our other visitor, whom these three are traveling with." Ling finished for Yukio, not wanting to raise suspicion. "They do that alot i'm told. You may remember the other guest. Haruka Kunimitsu? She used to live her." "Haruka...?" Renga said in shock, "Here?" Haruhi nodded. "That's around when my mom taught me. She figured early was better." she said with a small smile. "Ok, you can pour in the sauce now." she added.
Haruka smiles, and squeezed his hands slightly. "Of course... i would have to hit you if you didn't..." she laughed lightly.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Feb 1, 2008 0:06:26 GMT -5
Yukio turned and let a sigh out before turning back. "Haruka wished to come and visit her hometown, and she wondered if my friend, her brother, and I would've liked to come along." Yukio said. I nodded and poured it in carefully. "My mother taught me to sew when I was 3." I said. "I love making little dolls and dresses, and other clothing items, I'm wonderful at it too." I said, chuckling a bit.
Yuo pulled her up close and kissed her again. "You can hit me whenever you want Haruka, I'll still love you." Yuo said.
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