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"Damn…" muttered Yuki, eyeing the thick books that seemed to be mocking him. "What have I gotten myself into?"
Yuki stood there in the middle of the vast kitchen, just thinking about the cleanliness, good food and sanity he was about to destroy.
It's not that I don't want to cook, it's just that I can't! Yuki wailed silently.
"Hey! Yuki! What did you want to make first?" asked Momiji as he washed his hands, jerking the silver-haired boy back to reality.
"Oh… Well… You're the master chef here. You decide. Just make it something simple." He replied quietly.
"Okay! Let's try something easy first, like stir-fried rice! It's pretty simple, and makes a quick and easy meal! Go wash your hands and we can start first!" Momiji bounced to the other end of the kitchen and brought out the rice cooker and a frying pan.
"Why do you need both?" Yuki asked, already starting to feel confused as he made his way over to the sink. Didn't you only need to cook things once?
"Oh, first we need to make the rice, then we need to stir-fry it. The rice cooker will do its job and make the rice for you, so all you need to do is pour in the right amount of water. The harder part is actually making the stir-fry, and even that is pretty simple!" the younger boy explained. Yuki thanked the gods that though Momiji was trying to teach him to cook, he wasn't like his Home Ec and Foods teachers that were boring to listen to. His cousin seemed to be having fun, and his explanations seemed easy enough. A small glimmer of hope flared in his chest.
"Okay! Sounds… good. Can you show me how to work the rice cooker?" Yuki grinned sheepishly. Yes, he had been shown before, but that information kind of went in one ear and out the other. Momiji stared at him funny.
"Didn't Tohru show you how already?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"I forgot."
"Well then lets make you un-forget!" Momiji then showed Yuki how to turn the cooker on and put it to the right setting and how much water to pour in. Yuki mentally took notes, as this would probably be useful knowledge in the future.
"So what do we do while it cooks?" asked Yuki.
"We get the other ingredients ready!" Momiji replied, pulling out some ham, frozen peas and eggs. "But first we need to cook the eggs!" Momiji brought out another frying pan to scramble the eggs. Yuki just watched in awe as the blond worked quickly to cook the eggs. It was amazing, it was like watching Tohru cook. And Tohru's cooking was probably the best ever.
Once the rice was done, Momiji told Yuki how to stir-fry it in with the ham, peas and eggs. "You can do it. It's really easy. All you need to do it just put it all into the pan and cook it at medium heat. Make sure that you keep stirring it so nothing burns!" he explained cheerily.
"I think I got it." Yuki smiled and set to work. Momiji watched him for about a minute, but since Yuki was doing a pretty good job, he decided it was okay to leaf through some more recipe books. He even took the frying pan off the stove at the correct time. And who said Yuki couldn't learn to cook?
"Oh… Jeez… Crap! Momiji!" Yuki yelled as something caught on fire. Momiji whirled around to see something igniting on the stove. The younger boy rushed to grab a fire extinguisher to put out the blaze. The foam enveloped the element that the stir-fry had been just minutes ago.
"What did I do?" shouted Yuki, trembling. He had done everything his cousin had said! What could have possibly gone wrong? Momiji inspected the damage. What a surprise, Yuki forgot to turn off the stove and left a paper towel on the burner. It was only then that Momiji really understood how Yuki could manage to burn down the house whenever he cooked. Well, at least the fried rice looked okay. He experimentally sniffed it. It smelled okay.
"Is this right?" Yuki asked. At least he managed to not burn the food for once in his life. He grabbed a spoon out of one of the drawers and gave it a taste test. Not bad. For once.
Upon seeing Yuki taste his own creation and not make a face, Momiji decided to give it a go. He also found a spoon and lifted some rice to his mouth. He hesitantly tasted it. It was pretty good.
"GOOD JOB YUKI!" He cried. "That wasn't so bad, was it? It's actually pretty good!"
Yuki tried to hide his excitement. This was the first time someone had praised his cooking. "So should we clean up?" he asked.
"Of course! And then we'll make something else! We have the whole day!" Momiji sang as he started wiping off the stove and counter. Yuki paled. Cooking for the whole day? He hadn't been here for an hour and he had already started a fire. How the hell was he going to explain it if he burned down the Main house's kitchen? He glanced at the fire extinguisher, still sitting on the counter. For some reason, Yuki thought that one might not be enough.
To be continued!
Of course something catches on fire! It wouldn't be Yuki it didn't! Review please! And maybe give me some recipe suggestions you'd like to see Yuki and Momiji attempt? I'm not exactly the best cook myself.