Cravings
Sighing, she glanced at the clock, reading 3 am. Glancing at her husband, she faintly saw his face, always marveling at his long eyelashes feathered on his face. Again sighing, she attempts to distract her mind. But being into her second trimester, her hunger pains were not satisfied till she gave into her nightly cravings. Always a challenge as her cravings changed day to day. Quietly rising, she leaves their room, hoping not to awaken Tuskasa. He had just come home from an overseas business trip and is completely wiped out.
Walking through the enormous house, she entered the kitchen. Sometimes Tama was there ready to prepare her a snack. Tonight, all is quiet. What was her indulgence for tonight? Hmm, she wondered out loud, perhaps, sweet and salty. Looking in the fridge, she frowns, nothing salty but she takes out the chocolate milk, this will fulfill the sweet craving. But what about the salty part. Opening the freezer door, she finds some frozen French fries.
Walking to the oven, she sets the timer, dumps some fries on a baking sheet. Sitting, she waits for the timer to beep. She waddles over to the oven, placing the fries into the oven, and setting the cooking timer. She pours a glass of chocolate milk adding extra squeezes of chocolate syrup. Stirring the milk, she carries glass and bottle to the small dinette table, waiting for the fries to be done. Jumping once the timer beeped, she removes the fries. Finding a plate, a salt shaker, she liberally salted the fries and added a good amount of pepper. Scooping some fries on a plate, she took a seat at the table. Biting into the salty, hot, crispy fry, she sighed. Perfection. She took a sip of the overly sweet milk. She then preceded to pour the syrup on her plate as dipping sauce for the fries.
Tsukasa stretched, his hand finding an empty space where Tsukushi should be sleeping. Sitting up, he groggily appeared around the darkened room, with no evidence of her. He hopped out of bed, suspecting he knew where she was at this hour. Putting on a robe, he headed for the kitchen. Lately, she woke with intense cravings for odd foods or combinations. Tsukasa was horrified and grossed out by most of her weird combinations, such as ramen with jalapenos and chocolate syrup, slices of cakes floating in chocolate syrup. Gross he thought, although he was not fond of sweets.
Stopping in the kitchen entrance, affectionally smiling, seeing her sitting at the table, watching her swing her feet, nibbling on her snack. He walked over to her, lightly pulling her hair back, kissing her neck and top of her head. She reached up taking his hands wrapping them around her shoulders. Looking at her plate, he questions, "What's on the menu tonight?" Sitting across from her, he watches her take a sip of milk and dip a fry in syrup. Grinning, she offered her plate with fries, "Take one, there good dipped in chocolate." Making a face of disgust, he shook his head. Tsukushi shoved a fry into his mouth, he sputtered, spitting it out. "Gross! What is that?" She shoved her drink so he could take a sip to clear out the taste. He cringed, shaking his head, "Oh yuck. I hate sweets." She shrugged and kept eating, not caring about his opinion.
Finishing up her snack, she insisted they clean up the mess. Sighing, he helped her wash, dry, and put away the dishes. Turing off the light, he took her hand as they walked back to their room. Crawling into bed, he wrapped her in his arms, feeling each other's warmth. Hearing her light snore, Tsukasa shook his head at the wonder of her cravings.