Recipe For Love
Step One:
One Cat
(Preferably fresh, not dead.)
"AAHHHHHHGGGHHH! LIZ, PATTI!"
Both the Thompson twin's eyes widened in unison at the sudden intrusion of their sleep.
Patti was the first to leap from her bed. "Liz the door, he got out again, Sis wake uuupppp!" She shook her sister, stomping her feet on the ground.
"I'm awake." She said, leaning herself up and glancing around the room. He was no where to be seen. This was not good. "Where is he?" She asked, looking to Patti's worried expression.
"hes goooone!" She whined, looking around the room vigorously for any signs he still might be present.
Liz pressed a hand to her forehead, kneading gently at the flesh there. This was the worst idea they had ever had, finding that damn cat lounging outside. Patti of course had to have the little creature. It took days of going back and forth with Kid on her part. It wasn't her fault the thing was off according to his standards. It was just one black spot on its right eye and he flipped his lid on them.
"Kid said if he saw him outside our room he would hurt hiiiim!" Patti cried out, checking under their beds for the third time in a row.
Liz scowled, standing herself up and quickly marching out the door. She was never one to care that he was their Meister and saved them from the streets of Brooklyn, she was greatful but definitely spoke her mind, and right now she had to make sure Kid wasn't going through with his promise of skinning the cat.
"Desecrated...All wrong...H-Horribly wrong.." Kid shuddered out. The chaos before him was that of his most favorite, most symmetrical paintings. It was ripped to shreds and sideways. Sideways. He yelled out again, pulling at his hair in desperation. It was that cat! That destructing feline with one spot! All completely off and wrong! The Shinigami felt himself falter, he was ready to faint. He knew it. Yet the determination to find that filthy beast was much to strong to let fainting stop him.
"What in the..." Liz stormed inside the room, yet stopped herself short. It wasn't the cat, or least least not physically the cat, but it sure had to do with the cat.
"Liz!" he barked out, the yellow flaming in his eyes. He came at her quickly, pointing an accusing finger into her face. "You and your sister brought this thing into my house and look what it did!...Oh look what it did..." Kid snapped back to reality, turning back to his painting with near tears in his eyes. "Oh, beautiful hand painted. It was perfect, perfect..." He slid to his knees, hugging the painting close to his chest. Making incoherent soothing noises to the picture like it was a wounded child. "Without you I'm just scum...Worthless, pathetic..."
Liz rolled her eyes. Usually she would comfort him, but she had a lost cat to find before Kid did. She could only imagine what he would do if-
"Foounnnd hiiiim~" Patti ran inside the room, holding a tiny white kitten in her hands.
Kid's head rotated slowly like something out of a horror movie. His eyes beaming hatred at the small animal. "You!" He growled out.
Patti lost her smile, holding the cat protectively to her chest.
Kid stepped up quickly, rage consuming any common sense he had left. "I'm going to skin that asymmetrical beast!" He yelled.
Liz stepped in front of the reaper, giving an angry look herself. Usually her meister was proper and had etiquette with his movements, but in this state she saw how childish Kid could get. "Kid, its just a painting, we'll get a new one!" His weapon said quickly, trying to calm him down from his erratic state by placing a hand onto his shoulder.
"Don't hurt hiiiiim." Patti whimpered, caressing the tiny beast closer to her chest in defense, earning a small frightened meow from the kitten.
Kid was inches away from ending the felines life before...
Step Two:
Any meat of your desire
(Always inspect your meats for the highest quality)
"Kid? Why are you up so early?"
The Thompson sister's let their eyes widen at the voice, looking into the direction there stood Soul...completely bare. Leaning quiet contently against the railing of the stairs. A single pole from the railing covering a very exposed lower half. "Yo.." He smiled, waving a hand at the trio.
Patti's giggling interrupted the silence first, following by her pointing finger. "Soul's naked!"
Liz gaped at the sight, turning back to her meister, surely Soul had just stayed over without notice and was being his usual self-Nope! She tucked that thought away once she saw a crimson quickly crawl a crossed Kid's cheeks. "Oh my!-"
"Soul, excuse yourself!" Kid said in a panicked tone, standing himself up immediately into his usual straight laced pose.
Soul grinned, the points of his teeth only adding to the devious expression. He knew that would get Kid's attention. "Cool cat." Soul said, daring to move himself down the stairs.
"Now." Kid said more calmly, though the blush was still ever present on his face.
Soul frowned, his pointed teeth giving more intimidation to his disappointed look. "Aw, fine..." He started back up the stairs whistling a playful melody.
Liz's eyes never left her care taker, they only widened in shock and disbelief. "Why was he-"
"Naked! " Patti interrupted in a fit of laughter again, pointing her finger at Kid.
"I do not have to answer that question." He said coldly, straightening his white dress shirt, noting he had shifted it to much to the right during his fidgeting over the painting.
Liz allowed her shock to subside and a glare to replace it. "...Say that again." She stepped forward boldly, placing her hands on her hips.
"I don't have to answer you, Liz." His brass eyes narrowed.
"Thats what I thought you said." She clamped her mouth shut, stepping over to the right nonchalantly. Lifting her foot up and above the already damaged painting.
"What do you think your doing?" Kid's eyes widened.
She pressed her foot into the painting and twisted harshly, ripping the fragile paper.
Patti burst out into a fit of laughter, tumbling over with the feline in arm.
There was a short pause, followed by another head splitting scream from the reaper.
Step Three:
Some well ground tension
(Pressure may be used as a substitute.)
Soul sat awkwardly between Death The Kid's weapons. Tapping his fingers on the table and eying the cup of tea Liz had offered him. Of course Kid would pass out in a situation like this, just like last year during that test, now that he recalled, Kid always passed out during tests.
"So..." Liz stared at him, running a finger along the rim of her own tea.
"Why were you naked?" Patti leaned closer to Soul, that large smile of hers plastered there.
"Yeah, why were you naked?" The other sister gave him a narrowed look, inching closer to him.
Soul grinned. "Can't a guy get some air?" He laughed nervously.
"In the middle of our house?" Liz raised a suspicious brow.
"Liiiaaarr~ Liiiaarrr~" Patti sung, twirling a finger in his direction.
Soul slumped down into the chair. Resting his forehead on the edge of the table as he grimaced at the floor below him. "Hes going to kill me." he mumbled.
Patti's face appeared under the table. "For what!" She said loudly, causing him to flick back up into a sitting position.
"Um..." He looked around the room in a panic. Then replaced his forehead once again onto the table with a hard slam. "Aw, man...This is not cool.." Soul gave a bittersweet grin, glancing to the stairs to make sure Kid was not making himself present any time soon. "All right...Look...Hes kinda into..."
"Guys? I got know much." Liz snorted out a laugh, lifting her cup of tea to take a small sip.
"Wha-?.." Soul looked surprised. "I thought he would be more...Closed about that."
"Not really. I mean, he doesn't spray it with sprinkles and whipped cream and serves it out to everyone in Death city, but if you asked him, " She nodded. "open as a book."
Soul gave a half smile, maybe it wasn't such a terrible situation? "Any reason for it?"
"Symmetry!" Patti announced, holding onto the tiny kitchens front paws and pulling him into a goofy little dance.
"Of course." Soul chuckled, rubbing his temples slowly.
"Yeah, Spirit educated Kid one day. Lord Death's orders. " Liz paused, taking another soothing sip of her tea. "Showed him all the facts about female anatomy." Her lips turned up into a smirk. "Apparently Spirit went into the details to much. Told him some personal stories about most women having one breast larger then the other. The pictures of other parts didn't help either. " She shook her head.
Soul felt a chuckle trying to creep from his throat, Spirit shouldn't be educating anyne on those types of things, especially with his reputation. "So, hes scared of women?" Soul said with thick amusement coating his voice.
"You have no idea." Liz gave him a serious look. "He saw Patti naked the other day, out like a light. "
"Sounds like Kid." He chuckled, resting his hands behind his head.
"But..." Liz placed down her cup. "Hes never brought home a guy before."
Soul felt his stomach turn and twist, he let his arms drop to his sides again. "So..."
"He was a virgin boy~" Patti giggled twirling her pet around, whom let out a little mewl of happiness.
Soul tried to cover the blush spreading a crossed his cheeks., but only managed to just nodded and blush further. Kid had not appeared to be any type of virgin last night. He was defiant and troublesome in between the sheets, not that he needed to say that out loud. Then again, he was not exactly king of the castle either. He stumbled about like a drunk when they tried going all the way. He had to admit that was one of the most uncool moments of his life last night. They never did managed to do anything.
"I'm actually surprised." Liz spoke up.
"Huh?..About what?" Soul gave her a questioning look, coming out of his day dream.
"Him with you." Liz gestured to Soul. "Not that your a bad guy, Soul." She eyed his hair. "I just thought he would pick someone more..symmetrical."
Soul touched his hair in defense.
Liz gave him a soft laugh. "Guess he already tried that, huh? Don't worry. You'll get used to it."
Soul tucked his headband more tightly upon his head. To hell if he would ever let that man touch his hair. If only she knew the raging battle that enslaved the night before. Kid was trying to style his hair. His awesome, wonderful, cool hair. "Think hes awake yet?" Soul looked towards the quiet stairs again.
"I hope not." Patti said, pouting out her lip. "Kid will make my kitty leave for sure." She hugged the tiny creature to her, letting out a sad sigh.
"Yeah, poor thing. Just wanted a home." Liz looked sadly over at the cat, smiling once it began to purr into Patti's kind pets. She froze on a thought, turning to soul. "Hey, I got an idea." She smiled, standing up in her excitement.
Soul curled his lip up, exposing his large teeth.
He didn't like that look.
Not.
One.
Bit.
Step Four:
Stir and need gently
(May take a bit of pinch convincing to fully combine ingredients.)
Kid jerked awake. He looked around shakingly. It was a dream...Right? All a horrible existence in his subconscious to torture his very heart and soul! He allowed his copper eyes to examine himself very stiffly. He saw the trail of blood over his white dress shirt. "Oh my...GOOOODDD!" The reaper jumped up, tearing off the shirt from his body. "This will never come out! Its ruined!" He grasped the shirt with shaking hands. "What will my father think? I'll never take over his position in this state! I'm filth! Slime!" The boy crumbled down onto his bed, sobbing into the stained fabric of his shirt. "Worthless, worthless, worthless..."
Soul stared at the door before him. Eyes wide. Kid was having another moment...Well, this was going to make things interesting. He knocked softly.
"Patti, Liz go away! I'm to filthy to be seen like this! I'm not fit for the title of a reaper!" He sobbed behind the door.
The weapon sighed, opening the door. "Kid, its just me."
"No, no, no!" Kid bolted straight up, running towards him and trying to push Soul from the room. "You need to leave here, I'm asymmetrical! Horribly, horribly asymmetrical! You can't possibly see me like this, you'll judge me as the same crud that runs through sewer pipes!"
Soul kept his stand, grasping his hands around the wooden frame of his door to keep himself from moving anywhere. "Dude, I'm looking at you right now. You look fine." He shoved the reaper backwards, coming into the room. "Um, look, I wanted to talk..." He glanced around, scratching the back of his head.
The Shinigami slide to his hands and knees. "This is it. You have realized I'm worthless, haven't you? Oh why? Why am I so foul? I've been nothing but a pile of walking dirt sense I was born! I'm-"
Soul kicked Kid onto his side, rolling his eyes. "Oh please, save me the drama, thats so not cool, Kid." He crouched down beside the reaper. "Its about the cat."
Kid peered up at Soul, eyes losing their teary form. "What about the asymmetrical demon?" He spoke more seriously, like his usual tone.
"Well.." Soul fought for the right words. Liz and Patti threatened him with castration, which he was not looking forward to in the least. "I...Really like the little guy." He said with a smile.
Kid lite up, sparkles forming in his eyes. "Oh Soul! This is wonderful!" He grasped the weapon's hands.
Soul paused, giving a forced smile. What was this a soap opera? "I-It is?"
"Yes! Of course, your going to take that horrible trash away!" Kid smiled and laughed happily. "Oh joyous daaaayy~"
Soul paled, his smile twitching slightly in the corner of his mouth. "Um...No."
Kid's expression darkened, his grip on Soul's hands tightening immensely . "What about that revolting feline then?"
Soul grunted in his discomfort, paling even further more. "Oh, well, its j-just I think you should keep the cat a-around..." Soul grinned nervously.
Kid grasped the front of Soul's jacket, looking into his eyes with more darkness surrounding them. "Do you have any idea...How long it takes to tweezer white hairs from a black suit?"
Soul eyed him nervously. He never thought he would be talking about a cat this seriously with Kid...Ever. "Come on, Kid..."
"No. I wont have any of it!" Kid said in that serious tone again, standing himself up. "Liz and Patti put you up to this, I know those women!" He said, walking past Soul.
Soul's eyes widened. He was not getting anything cut off, not this young, not ever! He grasped Kid by the arm, spinning him back around so Soul was blocking the exit once again. Well, it worked last night... "Kid." He said sweetly, approaching his newly found lover with a small grin.
"No..No, stop that this instant." Kid spoke seriously, but the pulsing blush on his cheeks said otherwise. "You did this before!" He said in mild bitter tone, giving him a nervous blush recalling exactly what Soul tried to do afterwords.
"What am I doing?" He asked innocently. Letting his hand trail into Kid's own, holding it in the same position before.
"Your doing that dancing thing again, stop this." Kid said more weakly, trying to pull away from the classical stance.
Soul suddenly grasped his hand onto Kid's backside, grinning like mad.
Kid froze, his back going completely straight and ridged. "Y-You...Deviant!" He said in an offended tone, his face burning a bright rose. "Your not even listening to a word I'm saying!"
Soul gave a casual grin, sliding the hand onto the boy's side in a more polite manner. "Ah, your learning how I work." He chuckled lightly, taking the lead and stepping into the dance.
"How I'm I even suppose to even dance properly, there is no rhythm to dance to, I'll mess up-No- I can't mess up-I can't-!" Kid began another rant, but was cut short by the gentle pressure of Soul's forehead against his own.
"Do you ever shut up, Kid?" He said and smiled seeing the speechless reaction as he timed his steps just right. "Come on...Follow me." Soul spoke more softly, closing his eyes as he gently hummed the rhythm Kid needed to step properly.
The reaper was plastered into a deep crimson blush, his movements stiff. Romantic things...Disgusting! Terrible!...Kid glanced up at Soul's tiny smile. Felt the slow gentle movements swaying him back and forth...All right...Maybe it was not completely...Well...It might have been slightly pleasant...The teenage sighed heavily and leaned more into the persistent weapon. Who was he kidding! He was a sucker for these things!
"Now that your not acting like a maniac, " Soul opened his eyes, leaving his forehead pressed onto Kids. "About the cat."
"Soul, don't torture me with conversation of the feline." Kid looked sadly into his eyes. Truly Liz and Patti were correct, he was indeed a prissy little girl at times. (Just how Soul liked him.)
"I don't see the big deal in keeping a cat around. " Soul grasped the reaper's waist for safety, dipping him back slightly with the shark like grin of his. "After all, I've got a cat, only cool guys keep cats."
Kid was stuck somewhere between blushing and complaining once he was swung back up into the gentle dance again, his frantic mind calmed by the soft humming Soul had continued. "Your pet is a twenty something year old women." The reaper said in a matter-of-fact voice. "Whom happens to walk around nude." Kid shivered at the memory. If he would have known they were so unsymmetrical back then he would have looked away!
"Your changing the subject." He pointed out with a chuckle.
"I'm not changing the subject, merely-Oh please, can we stop this." Kid complained in that whining tone of his. "I promise not to have another moment." He gave a bittersweet smile.
"Aah. All right, only because you asked nicely though." Soul released kid from his grip, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "Can they keep the cat then?" Soul asked bluntly.
Kid pressed his face into the palm of his hand. "I'm not letting the cat stay, Soul." He said firmly.
Soul frowned, sighing deeply. He was going to have to do something uncool. Something no cool man should ever engage into... Soul dropped to his knees, holding his hands together. "Kid, I'm on my fricken' hands and knees here. I'm begging you, let that cat stay." He tried to smile, but only forced more of a frown. This was definitely in his things never to do.
Kid parted his fingers, peering brass eyes through and looking at the pitiful sight before him. "..I-I can't."
Soul throw his hands into the air. "Why not? Its just a harmless kitchen, that thing couldn't hurt a fly." Soul stood himself back up from the floor, frowning at his own failure.
"Yes, your correct. That kitchen is much to young to properly hunt. " Kid brought his hand from his face, narrowing his eyes. "It can, however, harm a priceless work of symmetrical beauty." His eyes watered at the memory. "Tearing it apart like some monster...That heartless creature is not living here!"
Soul frowned. It was utterly hopeless. He had to pick the most out of whack guy in school to become attracted to and now the guy's weapons were threatening to take away his family jewels without any mercy over a cat. Some relationship he dove into. "I still don't see whats wrong with a little cat, Kid." Soul said, scratching the hair underneath his headband.
Kid was busily trotting around his room. Tossing the dirtied shirt into the laundry basket. (One of two in his room, side by side, perfectly symmetrical to the rest of his room.) And rushing to get a new dress shirt on. "I don't expect you to understand, Soul. I have a very serious..." Kid paused a moment, flicking through his many neatly hung suits. 'Condition' was to harsh of a word... "...Artistic interest." Much better! Kid smiled to himself, pulling out the ironed suit from its hanger, protective plastic encasing the fabric.
Soul rolled his eyes boredly, putting his hands behind his head and stretched slightly. He closed his eyes while he thought. Something, something...Something to convince Kid. He gently opened his eyes, gaining a smile. "Right...I understand..." He brought his hands into his pockets again, whistling gently while he walked from the room.
The young reaper narrowed his eyes suspiciously, sliding out the suit out in its crystal clean form. "You never give up that easily..."
Soul shrugged, turning the corner. "Why would I waste my breath, your not going to listen to me anyways." He smirked over his shoulder before disappearing. Chuckling to himself as he walked down downstairs towards the sisters.
He had a plan.
Step Five:
Allow dough to rise
(It is important you do not disturb the dough.)
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