Summary: Elena was a terrible cook. But somehow, he would endure whatever horrendous muck she would come up with just to see her….smile. Rude x Elena. Drabble. Fluffy and very short.

I love RudexElena. Like TsengxAerith, it holds a guilty pleasure. Be forewarned, this ficcie I fear is a little gushy…but cute all the same.

Disclaimer.: Don't own Final Fantasy 7.

One thing was true in this world.

Elena was, by far, the world's worst cook.

Whatever she would come up with, it would be assured that her co workers would grimace in sheer horror and bewilderment at whatever the pretty Young Turk would make. Tseng would cough politely, trying to cover up his gagging notions as cold sweat broke out on his brow: Reeve would just claim, with a sweep of his brown locks and a goofy grin, he wasn't hungry and that his robot cat the famed Cait Sith, would enjoy it more. Rufus Shinra would spend an awfully long time hanging out of his office window, while Scarlet would whine loudly about the fat content, her slender hands placed firmly on her narrow, shapely hips. As for Reno, he wasn't quite as kind as everyone else. Instead, he would just heave the whole lot five seconds later.

No class, has our Reno.

Rude, on the other hand, would stand tall and silent watching the chaos reflected in his slick shades. The largest of the Turks would gently acquire it needed something a little more, maybe a little added salt perhaps? And Elena would watch wide eyed, as the solitary man would craft a masterpiece out of her work, before instructing on what she had missed.

Then she would try. And again, though a little better, it was somewhat hard for Rude's stomach muscles to endure: but still like a true professional, he'll smack his lips together, commenting it was better, but some work still needed to be done.

And the fact that she had pleased at least one member of Shinra was enough for Elena to squeal in delight, causing her face to fully light up as a beaming grin graced her lips.

Rude would watch in his usual silence, but if one had looked close enough, it would seem that the expressionless coloured Turk had a small, yet heartfelt mile pulling at his mouth.

Fin

Gah. Short and sickly. Not my best…..still trying to kill writers block, but we need some more RudexElena love out there. cries

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