Title: Recipe for Love
Author: Potato Maiden
Pairing: Umi Ryuuzaki/Ascot
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
Theme: #9 - Dash
Disclaimer: I do not own Magic Knight Rayearth, it, and all it's components belong to Clamp, who refuse to answer my phone calls...

Umi quietly worked in the kitchen, her new concoction waiting in a pot on the stove. As she added salt, pepper and other spices she stirred with her handy dandy wire whisk. Others knew, by seeing what had happened to their prince, that when Umi was in one of these moods she was not to be disturbed.

Ascot watched quietly from the door way, fearing Umi would turn and snap at any kind of noise. This was one of the many Umi moods he liked the best, though, it wasn't very good for him and his nonsexual needs. He heard a squeak and watched blue hair fly up.

"Bless you." he said. Umi turned and beckoned him in. He cautiously approached her as she went back to doing whatever she was before, ignoring the palu's presence. She turned around with a spatula and her now dark brown concoction on the cooking utensil.

"Open." she said simply. Ascot complied and let Umi placed the instrument in his mouth. He cringed. This was not very... satisfactory.

"It's not that good. Not your best anyway." Umi nodded and threw open the cupboards searching for her newest ingredient. After moments of searching, she pulled down three small containers. She added a teaspoon of what Ascot saw was cinnamon, followed by an eighth of a teaspoon of vanilla. The one she didn't add was a white powdery substance. She pulled out a set of measuring spoons, each saying something like 'dash' and 'pinch'. With a dash of the last substance, she stirred with a flourish and presented it again to Ascot. Though not as willing, he opened his mouth as Umi again let him taste.

"Well?"

"I like it. What is it?"

"You taste the difference, right?"

"What'd you add?"

"Cinnamon, vanilla and a dash of love."

"Really? I thought Fuu said that was an abstract feeling."

"It is, it's also powdered sugar." she replid simply. "So, it's better?"

"Yeah."

"Good, now I need to find my pie pan." Instead of searching for the pie pan, she stood on tip toes and kissed Ascot full on the lips and parted with a smile.

"Found it!" she said happily, placing the goo in the refrigerator. Ascot watched her rather confused as to how he was her pie pan and what exactly was this "love" thing everyone spoke about.

a/n: So, school started about three weeks ago... and... up at six, at school by seven and home by five-thirty is a bit of a killer, but that's what being part of the play does for you. Enjoy.