"To Love the Dark"
By JessieHeart
~ Disclaimer: I do NOT claim ownership over Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of these characters. Man, anyone who by this chapter thinks I own them has got to be pretty thick... ~
Chapter Five-
'Floating'
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"Oliver, I'm hungry…" Matjutsushi complained. He was wandering around the cottage looking for the blonde-haired magician. "It's past lunch time…"
Keiko appeared in the doorway of her room. "Oliver has gone out for the day. Aiya! What's wrong with you, Master? You look pale…"
Matjutsushi swallowed, his shoulders hunched. "I skipped breakfast, so I'm hungry… Oliver always does the cooking…"
Keiko cocked her head to one side. "Can't you cook?"
Matjutsushi sweat dropped. "All my cooking comes out burnt… even tofu. And Sei only cooks for himself. What about you…?"
"I can only make rice balls," she admitted. She smiled brightly. "But, I'm sure we can make something together."
Matjutsushi nodded, so they changed into old work robes and met again in the kitchen. The kitchen was old and very medieval looking; with a roasting spit in the corner, a old, wood-burning oven built into the wall, and cabins practically everywhere. Keiko began to look through old cookbooks.
"Mmm... let's make a cake," she suggested. Her master raised an eyebrow.
"A cake? Isn't that kind of childish?"
"Yes, but also delicious!" Keiko laughed and the Dark Magician offered a small smile. "First we'll need some flour..."
Matjutsushi began to search through the cabinets. "Flour... flour... Here it is."
"Um... master? That's salt."
"Oh. I told you I couldn't cook!"
For almost an hour the two argued and laughed over ingredients and measurements. They placed the cake batter in a large wooden bowl. The batter was an unhealthy gray.
"Uh... you should add more sugar... I think..." Matjutsushi said, looking at the gray mass. His usual, dark attitude had been replaced with a playful one. Something about being with Keiko... changed him. But he welcomed and enjoyed the change.
The girl squeezed some lemon juice into it. "That should give it more color, I hope."
They laughed and poured the batter into a cake pan. It was put into the oven, and to their surprise, good smells started to fill the room.
The master and his apprentice fell asleep at the table, Keiko's hand in his.
*
Oliver returned from his trip shortly after the start of Keiko and Matjutsushi's cooking adventure. He watched them for a little while outside the door.
Shaking his head, he muttered, "I knew he had a crush on her." He paused and considered something as the pair poured pudding into the cake mix. "Too bad neither of them can cook."
*
Keiko dreamed she was back at her mother's house, sitting on the porch and eating cake. She bit into it gagged.
"Mom, this cake is burnt on the outside!" she said. "And the inside isn't all the way cooked!" She sniffed at it. "And it smells awful! All burnt and... it smells like smoke... smoke..."
"SMOKE!!!" Keiko screamed, waking up. Black smoke was pouring out of the oven. She jumped out of her chair. Hearing her, Matjutsushi woke up. He grabbed a bucket of water and smothered the wood-burning stove.
Keiko frowned at their cake; a soggy, burn pile of mash.
She wiped a tear out of her eye. "All our hard work..."
"And the worst part is," Matjutsushi said, wiping his forehead, "I'm STILL hungry..."
It took Keiko a moment to realize that her master had made a joke. Him! Him of all people had made a joke! She looked at him and realized that he had smudged flour on his face when he wiped his forehead. She fell to the floor laughing.
Seeing his reflection in a pan, Matjutsushi began to laugh also.
Keiko adored it when he was like this, caring and loving. Suddenly, a realization hit her and she stopped laughing.
I... I think I love him..., she thought.
When Matjutsushi quieted down, he noticed that she was looking at him in a strange way. She seemed deep and thought and was blushing.
"Keiko?" he asked.
Blush spred across her face. "Y-yes...?" she replied, her voice was quiet.
"Are you okay?"
"I think I'm better than I ever have been..." she whispered. She brought her hand to her chest and looked away, still blushing.
Uncomfortable, Matjutsushi coughed and left the room. Keiko sighed, forlorn.
I'm in love with my master..., she thought. Her whole world seemed to be floating. Then something horrible struck her, crashing her back down to Earth.
But... he doesn't love me back...
*
End of Chapter Five
*
Author's Note:
Ha! A bit of a cliffhanger fore ya!!! ... Please, no flames...
By JessieHeart
~ Disclaimer: I do NOT claim ownership over Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of these characters. Man, anyone who by this chapter thinks I own them has got to be pretty thick... ~
Chapter Five-
'Floating'
*
"Oliver, I'm hungry…" Matjutsushi complained. He was wandering around the cottage looking for the blonde-haired magician. "It's past lunch time…"
Keiko appeared in the doorway of her room. "Oliver has gone out for the day. Aiya! What's wrong with you, Master? You look pale…"
Matjutsushi swallowed, his shoulders hunched. "I skipped breakfast, so I'm hungry… Oliver always does the cooking…"
Keiko cocked her head to one side. "Can't you cook?"
Matjutsushi sweat dropped. "All my cooking comes out burnt… even tofu. And Sei only cooks for himself. What about you…?"
"I can only make rice balls," she admitted. She smiled brightly. "But, I'm sure we can make something together."
Matjutsushi nodded, so they changed into old work robes and met again in the kitchen. The kitchen was old and very medieval looking; with a roasting spit in the corner, a old, wood-burning oven built into the wall, and cabins practically everywhere. Keiko began to look through old cookbooks.
"Mmm... let's make a cake," she suggested. Her master raised an eyebrow.
"A cake? Isn't that kind of childish?"
"Yes, but also delicious!" Keiko laughed and the Dark Magician offered a small smile. "First we'll need some flour..."
Matjutsushi began to search through the cabinets. "Flour... flour... Here it is."
"Um... master? That's salt."
"Oh. I told you I couldn't cook!"
For almost an hour the two argued and laughed over ingredients and measurements. They placed the cake batter in a large wooden bowl. The batter was an unhealthy gray.
"Uh... you should add more sugar... I think..." Matjutsushi said, looking at the gray mass. His usual, dark attitude had been replaced with a playful one. Something about being with Keiko... changed him. But he welcomed and enjoyed the change.
The girl squeezed some lemon juice into it. "That should give it more color, I hope."
They laughed and poured the batter into a cake pan. It was put into the oven, and to their surprise, good smells started to fill the room.
The master and his apprentice fell asleep at the table, Keiko's hand in his.
*
Oliver returned from his trip shortly after the start of Keiko and Matjutsushi's cooking adventure. He watched them for a little while outside the door.
Shaking his head, he muttered, "I knew he had a crush on her." He paused and considered something as the pair poured pudding into the cake mix. "Too bad neither of them can cook."
*
Keiko dreamed she was back at her mother's house, sitting on the porch and eating cake. She bit into it gagged.
"Mom, this cake is burnt on the outside!" she said. "And the inside isn't all the way cooked!" She sniffed at it. "And it smells awful! All burnt and... it smells like smoke... smoke..."
"SMOKE!!!" Keiko screamed, waking up. Black smoke was pouring out of the oven. She jumped out of her chair. Hearing her, Matjutsushi woke up. He grabbed a bucket of water and smothered the wood-burning stove.
Keiko frowned at their cake; a soggy, burn pile of mash.
She wiped a tear out of her eye. "All our hard work..."
"And the worst part is," Matjutsushi said, wiping his forehead, "I'm STILL hungry..."
It took Keiko a moment to realize that her master had made a joke. Him! Him of all people had made a joke! She looked at him and realized that he had smudged flour on his face when he wiped his forehead. She fell to the floor laughing.
Seeing his reflection in a pan, Matjutsushi began to laugh also.
Keiko adored it when he was like this, caring and loving. Suddenly, a realization hit her and she stopped laughing.
I... I think I love him..., she thought.
When Matjutsushi quieted down, he noticed that she was looking at him in a strange way. She seemed deep and thought and was blushing.
"Keiko?" he asked.
Blush spred across her face. "Y-yes...?" she replied, her voice was quiet.
"Are you okay?"
"I think I'm better than I ever have been..." she whispered. She brought her hand to her chest and looked away, still blushing.
Uncomfortable, Matjutsushi coughed and left the room. Keiko sighed, forlorn.
I'm in love with my master..., she thought. Her whole world seemed to be floating. Then something horrible struck her, crashing her back down to Earth.
But... he doesn't love me back...
*
End of Chapter Five
*
Author's Note:
Ha! A bit of a cliffhanger fore ya!!! ... Please, no flames...
