More one-shot crack

Disclaimer: Dont own Gundam Wing or Naruto

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He glared at the package in his hands. "The stupid type is to small." He squinted his eyes as he held the package in front of his face. "Two eggs…. 1 and a half cups of milk…"

Sighing he finished reading the box and went digging into the fridge for ingredients. He didn't know what possessed him to make blueberry muffins all of a sudden, but here he was in the kitchen. Vaguely he noted that the kitchen looked like there had been a struggle not to long ago.

He poured all the ingredients together and started to stir just as someone entered the room. A teenager with long chestnut colored hair tied back in an exceptionally long braid came bounding over.

"Hey man, whatcha making? "

Itachi frowned as he glanced to the side at the teen next to him. He could barely make out the color of the guys eyes, let alone his face.

"Hn. Go away."

"Oh! Someone that speaks Heero speech. Now lets see, that could be translated as 'I don't want to tell you what I'm doing because it should be obvious' or as 'making muffins, would you like to be covered in batter for me to lick off of you?'

Itachi blinked and looked a little confused. How the hell did he get that out of 'Hn'?

The person beside him snickers. "That look clearly says 'I'm cute and confused, cover my lips in batter and kiss me."

Itachi frowned. "Hn…." Now lets see what he gets out of that.

"Hm… definitely a 'was that in invitation to the bedroom or shall we get going here."

A small tick was slowly starting to develop above Itachi's left eye. Why the hell was this person making all these innuendos out of his infamous Uchiha answers? "Excuse me, but why the hell are you here?"

"Why not? It beats being bored."

There was silence for a moment before Itachi shot him a glare. "Go Away."

He could barely make out the grin on the other's face. "Aww, am I upsetting the muffin man?"

Suddenly Itachi could see better, he knew his eyes were red now. He glared fully at the boy in front of him. "Go away or I will make you."

The boy smiled charmingly, his violet eyes sparkling as he held his hands up, trying to look innocent and harmless. "I'm just trying to have a conversation, no need to get up set." He backed up and turned, heading out the door.

Itachi breathed a sigh of relief as he released his sharingan. Now he had a slight headache on top of being annoyed and partially blind. Today wasn't his day.

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He wiped his hands on the pink apron he had on after he closed the oven door. Now he just had to wait for the delicious blueberry goodness to be done.

Click.

He froze. He slowly turned around, his sharingan blazing. His red eyes clashed with violet as the guy in the door way stood there grinning with a camera in hand. "I know a few people that will pay top dollar for this."

Itachi growled as he lunged for the boy. "Give me that camera!"

The guy laughed and darted off. "Gotta catch little ole me first! Duo Maxwell's the name, and running and hiding's the game!"

Itachi tore off the apron and chased after him, throwing kunai and shuriken after the braided menace.

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"Ouch! Okay Okay! You can have it! Geesh!" Duo winced as he coddled his singed braid. Several close calls and a few kanton jutsu's later found him backed into a corner with a very pissed off Uchiha prodigy advancing on him. "Though you might wanna check your muffins."

Itachi froze as the scent of something burning reached him. He sped off towards the kitchen.

Duo sat there a few moments nursing his braid as a wail filled the house. "Saved by the Muffins. "