Chapter 1 Cookin' lessons

Shibuya was in the kitchen. It was a sight to see. Never in all of the Chinese man's life did he see Shibuya in the kitchen. Right then Shibuya had his poker face on, so it was hard to tell what he was contemplating. Though it was probably along the lines "why the hell am I in the kitchen and why haven't I killed and/or fired someone just yet."

The reason that he hadn't killed anyone yet, would be because the employee was Mai. He liked Mai. She was one of those people that would yell insults that would make a sailor either blush with embarrassment or beam with pride. Naru thought Mai was cute when she was mad. So many times he would pick at the smallest detail just because he knew it would piss her off, just to hear her yell. He thought that face she made was adorable. Although he would never admit that, definitely not to her.

Flashback

It started with usual tea making and refilling ritual for Mai. When it ended, she got bored. She finished all the missing school work from her last case, though she was majorly screwed. She was screwed because she lacked the knowledge to understand said homework. To the point that she didn't care much anymore.

She missed the smell of cookies. She recently had a strong craving for double chocolate chip cookies. Not that she was pregnant, 'cause she wasn't. She headed towards the kitchen to appease her stomach. Quickly checking the supplies, she started to pull out the main ingredients. In the middle of putting the cookies in the oven, when Naru poked his head out.

"Mai. tea."

"Well, you're going to have to wait a while. I'm in the middle of something."

"Now."

"I don't care. I'm in the middle of baking. Give me a few minutes. If you help it'll go faster, and you will learn a valuable skill."

"I don't pay you to bake, and no, I'm too busy. "

"Oh, lighten up, it won't kill ya. You always will have more work to do. I won't be cooking every day. Besides girls love good chefs. I'm a good chef. I'm a damn good chef. You aren't. I'll make you look good. "

End of flashback

So he ended up in the kitchen. Although there was some unwritten sweet talking done by Mai to get him to stay there. And some cookie dough.