Recipe
Sakura willing admits that, although she's bad at it, she loves to cook. Having been raised to be a Kunoichi the majority of her life, she never took a cooking class or learned how to cook from her mother. Sakura was far too busy with her training, missions, and hospital work to care how to learn.
Until she got married and had two kids, that is. After her daughter was born, Sakura decided she had to learn how to cook, there was no point in putting it off anymore. She had a family to care for now, and she couldn't very well let Sasuke do all the cooking anymore. It ahd worked before Sanosuke and Keiko were born, but now that they were here, and both growing so quickly that their appetites were quite hard to suppress and they almost constantly needed something to eat or snack on.
"Can you teach me how to make this?"
Sasuke barely made it in the door before Sakura showed up in front of him with a recipe card in her hand.
"...I can...but that doesn't mean I will."
Sakura shot Sauske a glare while he smirked. "Fine. Will you teach how to make this?" Sakura didn't even try to stop her happy squeal when Sasuke nodded.
"Why? We both know you're awful at cooking."
"Because. Tomorrow is Keiko's birthday and she wants to eat this. I want to make it for her, ok?"
"Sakura, I can't teach you how to make something so complex in half a day!"
"You were able to make it in an hour last month!"
"Because I've made it before!"
Sakura, although she was almost twenty-eight, stuck her bottom lip out in a pout, while Sasuke shook his head.
"You're insane. Go... get the ingredients out of the fridge and I'll try to teach you..."
"Yes! Thank you!"
Sasuke did nothing but roll his eyes when Sakura kissed his cheek and ran off to the kitchen.
What have I just agreed to?