-21-
Madara stayed clear of the kitchen, he wasn't totally happy about Cho being in his house for longer than needed. Sure he invited her in, he had planned to just leave her after she went food shopping. Sighing he leant his head against his hand and looked out at the garden, he was yet again sitting on the porch.
Cho appeared beside him in a small flash, "Whatcha looking at?" She leaned forward and looked around the garden. "Ow," she rubbed the back of her head when Madara hit her.
"Come on!" Cho beamed and grabbed a hold of his arm and attempted to pull him to stand. It was a failing effort, he continued to sit cross legged on the wooden porch while she tugged at his arm. Sliding his dark eyes up to look at her when she stopped he raised an eyebrow at her rather childishly pouting expression. Shrugged her hands off of his arm he stood up slowly and looked down at her, gesturing with a hand he watched Cho stroll off out of the room.
Running a hand down his face he quickly walked after her, it didn't take long for the smell of food to surround him. Cho sat down at the table and leaned her head in her hands and watched him as he sat down in front of her.
"I feel like a guinea pig,"
"Oh come on, I made you lunch along with three other people. That was fine!"
"Hm," Madara leaned his head against his hand and eyed the food in front of him and then looked back up at Cho, who was smiling happily. "You first."
"Nah-huh! I made the food, you first." Cho said while picking up chopsticks and waving them at him. Madara moved away from his hand and eyed the food up again, Cho had made onigiri, inarizushi and dumbori.
He jumped slightly when food was waved in his face, narrowing his eyes he stared at Cho, who was smiling at him. "Open wide!"
"I'm not a little child." Madara stated while crossing his arms, Cho rolled her eyes and waved the food at him again. Madara pushed her hands away and picked up some chopsticks, Cho made a clicking noise before starting to eat.
The meal was quiet, Madara didn't want to admit to actually liking Cho's cooking, and she didn't want to talk because she'd suffer a glaring fit or being whacked on the head.
Not long after Madara re-found himself sitting on the porch looking out at the garden, hearing scuffling noises he looked over his shoulder and saw Cho shuffle into the room and sit next to him. She yawned and stretched, "Yum." She patted her stomach and grinned at him, "Did you like it?" Seeing she was aiming for some sort of recognition Madara rolled his eyes, Cho popped up in his line of vision. Moving away from her he frowned, "Move," he pushed her away from him and sighed.
Cho looked a little disheartened but shrugged and looked out at the garden. "Why are you still here?"
"Oh great manners you have," she muttered while crossing her arms and pouting slightly. "You get dinner cooked for you and still act like a twit."
"You intruded my privacy yet again, I didn't ask for you to cook – you did it on your own accord. Also...name calling? I honestly thought you'd got past that." Madara retorted, their civility had now disappeared and their pathetic arguing appeared again.
"Because I'm nice! I like doing nice things for people, even people with no manners," she looked at him side wards. "Aww, you know I call you names out of niceness," Cho giggled and patted him on the head. Madara glared down at her, which just seemed to cause her to giggle some more.
"That doesn't make much sense, you call people names when you dislike them."
"Eh...I dislike you at times."
"I dislike you all the time, we have something in common."
"Harsh, I know you don't mean it really." Cho nudged him in the arm, "You can't mean it or else I'd be dead." She had a point which caused him to nod agreeing with her. He must tolerate her to some extent or she would be seriously injured or as she said – dead.
"Actually! I need to ask you something."
"Hm?" Madara looked down at her, she pushed some of her hair behind her ears and nodded slowly. "I need some help."
"I'm not helping you."
"What? You don't even know what sort of help I'm asking for!"
"Do tell."
"As you may not have noticed I am now a cast less."
"No of course I hadn't noticed," Madara said sarcastically while rolling his eyes. "What's your point?"
"I'm weak-"
"Yes you are."
"Hey!" Cho hit him on the arm, "You didn't let me finish! I've not had any training in this arm for three months, can you please train with me?"
"No."
"Eh?"
"Don't look at me like that," Madara stretched his legs out in front himself, he looked down at his bare feet on the grass and then looked up at Cho who still had a forlorn look on her face. "Cho you can't train with me. Look what happened last time, you got more injured. Either way it'll end in you becoming injured again, if I were you I'd enjoy my fit bill of health and train with someone easier."
"Oh you are so boosting your ego."
"You know me to well," he smirked and nodded at her, Cho laughed and put her hands on her knees. It was silent between the two of them before she sighed heavily and shook her head, he looked back at her.
"It wouldn't work though."
"What do you mean?"
"Ok look face it, Hashirama-kun is busy with Mito-chan, Tobirama-kun is...I don't even know where he is. Both of them if they had the time would most likely train with me, but go easy on me. Only because they both know I know no ninja things." Cho explained and looked up at him, he nodded for her to continue. "You're mean, and...cruel...and erm...pretty strict...the only way I'd get stronger and back in some sort of respectable shape is if I train hard. And to be fair...I don't think you'd let me slack, although the likelihood of me dying is very high. All is good!" Cho grinned and looked up at the darkening sky. "And it'll get you out of guard duty." She gave him a sidewards glance, Madara looked at her and then up at the sky too.
"Nice to know you're thinking of me, who said I wanted to get out of guard duty?"
"Oh well it is obvious...so...please? Come on! Please please please please please please please please...please plea-" Cho got cut off by Madara putting a hand over her mouth and glaring at her.
"Shut up, you're annoying. If I agree you have to agree to some conditions."
"Mmhmm!" Cho nodded enthusiastically, giving a slight nod Madara removed his hand from her mouth and crossed his arms.
"No complaining, as soon as you start whining I am going to ignore you, walk away and leave you alone. We will train on my terms, meaning when I want to, if you start nagging yet again – I am going to leave you alone – or break your legs so you can't follow me around." Madara paused to put a hand under his chin in thought.
"So? Is that a yes?"
"Did you listen to anything I said?"
"Mmhmm!" Cho nodded with a huge smile on her face, Madara ran a hand down his face suddenly regretting to agreeing to helping her train. "There's a problem."
"There's many problems when you're involved."
"Hah..." Cho said dryly while rolling the sleeves down on her top. "You're a ninja, and I'm not."
"You want to learn ninja techniques too? Ok well you're really not asking for much are you?"
"I'm a very quick learner," Cho winked at him, shaking his head Madara looked back at her. Cho smiled up at him and just stared up at him too.
"Fine."
"Yay!" She exclaimed happily and threw her arms around his neck, Madara sat cross armed mentally seething at the woman who was happily holding onto him.
"Let me go."
"Ooh..but why? You're great to hug, cuddly." Cho said quietly while nudging her head against his, Madara narrowed now red eyes at her, she just smirked and moved away from him.
"Shut up or broken legs aren't the only thing which will happen." Madara threatened while watching Cho salute and look back to the garden.