Black Love, Exorcised- Third Plate of Food
A/N: Okay I'm back after completing the other story. Isn't it evil- I had this whole story plot thought up since I started Twisted, yet I'm neglecting it so much. Boohoo. Well sit back and hopefully enjoy this one again- I'm trying to bring back Tyki's character. So difficult):
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"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry."
"..."
"I need food, I need food, I need FOOD."
"…"
"I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying."
"It's none of my business."
"Fine. Then I shall rot here till you get me food."
"Che. Move your ass, we're heading to the market…"
"Really? Are you cooking?"
"Can't you?"
"I burn up kitchens…"
"Che."
Dear Fuyu, Querido,
"I can't believe you can cook. So what's for dinner?" asked Fuyu eagerly as she scrutinized the groceries just bought from the market that she had gone with Kanda. The two exorcists had just completed their mission and were now in the kitchen with Kanda attempting to cook up some meal since there was no room service or any proper restaurants nearby. The Order had kindly reserved a house for them to rest for their mission but had forgotten to hire a chef for them. So smart.
"Soba," answered Kanda as he continued to run the buckwheat noodles under cold tap water.
A laugh escaped from Fuyu's mouth as she observed the Japanese lad prepare their dinner. It had been years since they knew and had been apart from each other yet he was still eating only soba and tempura- though the latter was not available as they did not sell the flour required. She could not help but feel guilty as she was unable to cook, especially when she stood next to Kanda- the most impossible chef in the world. "Need my help?" she asked, hoping to provide some assistance so as not to look like some damsel in distress. Gross.
"You can chop up those spring onions then," chided Kanda as he started to boil the water.
"Okay."
I've quitted my job at the school, can't seem to be able to carry on. I was so sorry to my students, your classmates. So weak.
ARGH!
"What?" Kanda turned quickly away from the boiling soba to find Fuyu holding onto her finger and her kitchen knife unwillingly abandoned at the side of the chopping board. "Baka. You can't even cut vegetables, can you?"
He hurried over to herself, grabbed her injured finger and began to inspect it. Not saying a single word. The finger seemed to be too white… nothing red…
"Gotcha!" teased Fuyu as her eyes sparkled with good cheer. It was just something to break up the quiet atmosphere and, well, to finally grab the chance to tease her childhood friend. "You should have seen your face just now. It was…"
"Shut up," he hissed.
"Hideous."
"Oi, mugen feeling blood-lustful today."
It took quite a while, quite some time, quite some thought to decide before I decided to go back to what I first started with. Need to forget it all. Too weak.
ARGH!
"... Tricks don't work twice…" grumbled Kanda as he drained the scalding hot soba into ice water once again.
"Spring onions look good red, eh." Fuyu retorted quietly, not daring to say the truth.
"Probably discoloration…" commented Kanda sarcastically. His words were laced sourly. The noodle was finally starting to have some form. Dinner finally; he too was starving. Cooking was plainly for eating, and so he only cooks what he eats. It was pretty much all that he knew but well, he refused to admit it but he had never really cook for anyone else before.
"…" He's going to cook me for this. She was not afraid of her partner, definitely, but tricking someone to end up falling into the hole yourself was simply stupid.
"Music to my ears when Baka shuts her mouth up,' continued Kanda, his nose up in the air. "If only I can hear more of this often…"
"Uh Kanda," whispered Fuyu as embarrassment threatened to steal her verbal skills. Why, I wanna pitch that snobbish nose of his. "You… plaster?"
"What?"
"P-L-A-S-T-E-R?"
"You really… I'm just going to leave you bleeding to your death. It doesn't concern me. No dinner."
"No food?! It's now Maat's turn to be feeling blood-lustful then…"
You told me to forget it all. I refused to initially. You were after all the one who had brought the little light into this dark and cold cave. More than just love, it was emotions… Something human… Something weak…
"Um, what a lovely scenery!"
Fuyu suddenly stood awkward from the intimacy the two shared as Kanda inspected the wound- he was a pro at cuts, duh, with that mugen of his. Needed something to distract… this is um…
The sky was stretched a pale blue colour with clouds soaked with grayish purple and peach cushioning it. The silhouettes set by the foliage added on to the remarkable view, like audience to an outstanding orchestra. The sun was nowhere to be seen, most probably hidden from view by clouds or taking a nap somewhere else. Wherever it was, the lack of it had brought much relief to the high humidity in the day.
As if sensing her discomfort, Kanda stepped back and looked out of the window too but glanced away almost immediately, as if embarrassed that he would ever be appreciating something as trivial as the sky. It's just science and nature at work.
"Che," Kanda cleared his throat, almost unbelieving that he was ever going to suggest this. "Since you're so interested let's go out to see it then. The soba sauce needs some time too…"
"Really? YEAH."
Eyes which were blazing murderously were held back with much effort when Fuyu dashed out of the house pulling Kanda along. The girl was of the same age as him yet she acts like a… kid. Sweat. Why, did he even agree?
Did you see the sky today? It was simply beautiful… like you. You mentioned before in your assignment that evening skies are like artworks painted by a bored God- sometimes dull yet so captivating to the eyes. God, I wish I could see you again. God, who may that be? Losing faith perhaps, weakening.
Fuyu dragged Kanda to the grass field and pulled him down next to her as she sat comfortably on the luxurious green carpet. Her eyes widened like a little girl offered with lollipops; mesmerized as she took in every single detail of the scenery. Skies, especially those during the evening, were that beautiful to her. As beautiful as you, I guess, on that evening when we departed…
I still miss you.
Losing the strong concrete wall; eroding as time passes like an old lady crippled by age. I guess that is the reason why I'm going to erase the past.
I can't afford to be weak.
I'm… a Noah after all.
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A/N: Done! Sorry for the shortcuts I took while writing the speech btw Kanda&Fuyu- was kinda lazy to be describing and such. And for the evening sky depicted here- I really did see something like that when I was on my way home from school. Lovely- wonder if I can post the picture up. Haha. I think those who read my works often know that I myself am sky-obsessed. Oh and the soba preparation is somewhat accurate, watched TV and such before. Haha.R&R please? (:
