"Turning the pages, my mouth slightly opened as I gaped. Sure her drawings were good. In fact, they were perfect. It looked just like what it was suppose to be. But what shocked me most was that she drew mostly portraits of all the Akatsuki, and most of them...was of me."
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I walked down the corridors, searching for Hoshi. Gah...it's like that girl's never around when you need her! Where could she be...? As I strolled in the kitchen, I find Kakuzu there: sitting and counting his money. Maybe he knows where she is.
"Kakuzu, do you perhaps know where Hoshi is?"
The old miser looked up from his money counting, "She went with Hidan to buy some groceries a few hours ago. She should be back any time."
"I see, thank you." I left to retreat in the living room.
Hidan? Hidan? was with her? Hidan might RAPE HER! Oh wait...never mind. His religion doesn't allow that sort of thing. Thank Jashin for that. Though his religion DOES allow him to rip her to shreds! And what if he sacrifices her? I shouldn't have turned her human...She's so vulnerable now. But then again, Leader-sama forbade us from killing her. But then...Hidan was never one to follow laws or rules...ah Kami-sama, why does she have to be so damn difficult? They better come home soon...who knows what Hidan might be doing with her. As if on cue, the door to the Akatsuki base slammed open.
"Well that was fun, we should do it more often." strolled in the two with an armful of grocery bags.
"Fuck yeah. FOOD! FINALLY. I've missed you so fuckin' much." Hidan yelled as he hugged a bag of groceries once they set it down on the kitchen counter.
"Hey Sasori-san." Hoshi waved.
I gave a slight wave back, then watched what bizarre antic Hidan was up to. He snatched a bag of soba noodles (1) from the bag, then grabbed a pot from the counter and placed it on the stove. A metal bowl was in the sink filled with water and he placed the noodles there. Then he filled the pot with water. He continued to get everything ready and then began cooking. After some time later, the heavenly aroma filled the air. Who would've thought that Hidan could be such a great cook? Soon I wanted to taste the noodles, wondering if it would taste as good as it smelled. But then I reminded myself, "There's no way you can eat that. You can't eat remember?". I soon remembered Hoshi's speech. I looked over at her, she hugely grinned as she anticipated for the food. Perhaps she tasted Hidan's cooking before? Hidan came over and placed a bowl in front of her and an empty space beside her, then grabbed a chair and sat next to her.
"Thank you Master Cooker." she smirked.
"Damn straight." Hidan returned the smirk and they both began to eat.
I stared at them lazily. Kakuzu left the room to go on a bounty hunt. He grumbled something about "Hidan wasting money on food". After Hidan finished, he said he had to go sacrifice to Jashin or something along those lines. When Hoshi finished her meal, she went to the sink to clean off both Hidan and her plates. I was about to ask her about her sketchpad but then I realized, she'll know I've been in her room. I think I'll keep it to myself for now. So I just stared at her, watching her every move. She seemed to notice and stiffened. I let out a chuckle.
"What's so funny?" she puffed out her cheeks.
I placed my arm on the table and leaned my head on it, "Nothing."
When she finished placing the last dried dish into the cabinet, Tobi and Deidara pranced in.
"Hello Hoshi-chan~" sang Tobi.
I covered my poor ears.
"Shut up Tobi, un." Deidara whacked Tobi in the head.
"Hoshi-chan, Tobi is hungry," Tobi clung himself to Hoshi's arm, "Can Hoshi make cookies?"
Hoshi laughed, "Sure Tobi."
"Make a batch for me too!" beamed Deidara.
"'kay." agreed the girl.
"Deidara-senpai! Tobi has to show you something! Come with me." Tobi scurried out of the kitchen.
Deidara face-palmed, but he still followed the hyper man anyhow. Now Hoshi had gathered all the ingredients, scattering them all over the counter. Turning on the oven to 375 degrees, she then mixed the butter and shortening in a large mixing bowl, beating them for one minute. After that she added sugar and brown sugar. Next she beat the ingredients together for a short while and added in eggs and vanilla. More beating. Then a new bowl was needed, which she combined flour, salt, and baking soda into. When she finished with that, she poured the contents of the second bowl into the first, more beating again. She poured half of the mixture into the second bowl, seeing as how the first bowl was full to the brim. She grabbed a huge metal tray and laid it on the table. Then she grabbed the first bowl and began spraying non-stick spray onto it. Now she grabbed the bowl and tilted it, making it spill its contents onto the tray.
I sat up from my chair and sauntered over to the counter, placing my hands on the second bowl and began mimicking her, except on the other side of the tray. She looked up with her azure eyes, wide with surprise. I cracked a grin and her eyes began to soften. When we were about to meet in the middle of the tray though, her elbow accidentally met my arm, causing me to jerk and spill some of the dough on her hand. She glared at me and I smiled innocently. Before I could apologize, her hands dipped into the bowl of chocolate chips, and she hurled some at me. I growled as some chocolate smeared my cheek and hands. She replied with a giggle. I decided to get revenge, reaching some of my cookie dough and smudging it across her face. Her mouth was open as she gaped at me. She decided to respond by grabbing the frosting in a tube. She wasn't...she wouldn't dare...would she? Squirt. She did...I wiped the frosting out of my glaring eyes, reached for the tube near my side, and smirked at her widening eyes. Squirt.
This. Means. War.
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30 minutes passed and the war was over. To say that the kitchen along with us looked like crap, was comparing God to an ant. Hoshi decided to surrender, and placed the tray into the oven to bake for 10 minutes. Using the remaining time, we decided to clean ourselves up and back at the kitchen. After showering and changing into new clothes, I decided to ditch the cloak. It was hot in the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen, Hoshi was already there. She pulled out the fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies. The wonderful smell rose in the air and greeted my nose. I breathed it in deep, craving to want to eat the cookies. But that dreaded thought always crawled in the back of my mind of not being able to eat. I decided to look at Hoshi instead. She was already at the counter.
"What're you doing?" I asked.
"Making a fresh batch of cookies. I'm hungry too. After all, having a food fight exhausts me," she made a face at me, "and Hidan might want some."
"Well you're the one that shoved my arm." I pointed out.
She shrugged, then went back to making the cookies. I was bored and there was nothing else to do so I went up to her and grabbed the second bowl.
She stared at me, "No food fighting again."
I rolled my eyes, "Hai hai..."
After awhile, I got bored. Apparently so did she.
"I'm bored..." she complained.
"Why don't you sing to me then?" I smirked at my idea.
She stared at me in horror, "Fuck no!"
I frowned deeply, "Why not?"
Her eyes transfixed on mine, then she stuck out her tongue, "I only sing to those who I love and trust."
"And I'm not one of them? I'm heartbroken." I mocked as I clutched the spot where I my heart was.
I was in fact hurt that she didn't trust or love me, but I wasn't about to let her know that. She shrugged it off. I opened my mouth to say something but then the Ding! sound of the timer interrupted me. Hoshi shuffled towards the oven and opened it. The heavenly smell soon filled the air again. She grabbed a large plate and settled it on the table. Then she pulled the tray of fresh cookies out and dumped them onto the plate where they fell neatly into a pile. Deidara and Tobi seemed to have picked up the aroma. They rushed into the kitchen at once.
"Yay! Hoshi made cookies!" Tobi chimed.
"It sure smells good, hm." Deidara added.
"Thanks, your cookies are on the tray right over there." Hoshi pointed.
In an instant, half of the cookies that were once on the tray disappeared. My frown grew larger as their unmannerly eating habits chewed down on the cookies like heathens. Some of the uneaten pieces flew onto the floor. And we were going to have to clean up this mess too.
"Wow Hoshi, you should bake more often, un." Deidara grinned.
"Bake more and more cookies for Tobi!" chirped Tobi.
Hoshi stuck out her tongue. After the whole tray of cookies were gone, Hidan came in and the whole scene mostly replayed. Hoshi ate some of the cookies, but soon said that she was full, leaving the plate with a dozen cookies.
"Eh, I'm tired. I'ma go sleep. Night Sasori-san." yawned Hoshi.
"Night..." I replied.
I then left the kitchen and headed towards my room, thoughts still lingering in my head. Then I reached my desk and took out a blueprint. Maybe I should start working on my new puppets.
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No One's POV
As quietly as possible, the shadowed man crept into the kitchen. In the middle of the table laid Hoshi's baked cookies. The shadowed man's stomach growled. Embarrassed, he grabbed his stomach, hoping for it to quiet down. When he was sure the coast was clear, he walked towards the table. His hands reached for a cookie on the plate, when he felt that the cookie was in his reach, he brought it up to his lips. Silently, he began nibbling on it. Pleased with its taste, he began to nibble on another cookie when he finished with his first. Soon the whole plate was gone. And so was he.
(1) - I got tired of everyone saying they only eat Ramen, so I decided to make them eat something else!
God, this story made me hungry...and yes the instructions to making the cookies are real. So: Who is this shadowed man? Can you guys guess? Well, all will be revealed soon my pretties. -evil cackle-