Cooking up Trouble
"These friggin potatoes!" he screamed slamming the root onto the table the knife glittering dangerously in his hand. For a moment he wanted to turn it onto the brown haired girl and stopped himself.
He didn't really want a record... But if she kept up with this, he just might kill her.
"Look" she came up behind him and reached around, taking his hands. The murdered potato was taken up again and Seto watched how she positioned his hands. Slowly the peel was coming off, all at once. Considering they were the same height, Suu had to lean her chin on Seto's shoulder to see. And that made him go very, very red.
"There" the peel dropped onto the cutting board, and he blinked a few times.
"Wow, I did that?" he asked Suu's warmth against his frail body fled away.
"Yes you did, now all you can do is practice, but try and do it like I did." She replied, there was something different about her today. A sort of coldness that he was not used to.
He wanted to ask her what was up "Suu, tell me again why you wear black?"
Seto heard the chopping of the garlic stop "Because I am grieving for someone" she replied.
"Who?" he asked concentrating on peeling, surprisingly he was starting to do it. He made an approving noise.
"I can't tell you." She said after a long time.
He turned to her, as she slipped the garlic into a saucepan, the aroma of spices filling the air.
"Why not?" his irritation rose, he hated when people didn't answer his questions. In his anger he felt a pain and looked down. He had badly cut his finger, red blood dripping onto the cutting board.
Suu walked over and stopped the flow of blood with her handkerchief,
"Answer ME!" he cried, the pain was making his finger throb.
"No" she said flatly and put a band-aid around his finger.
"Please go sit now, you cannot cook with a bloody finger." She said brusquely pointing to the seat.
"DAMN YOU! I WILL SIT WHEN I PLEASE! AND DAMN THIS WHOLE DINNER!" Seto screamed batting her hands away. The potatoes went flying onto the floor; she stood in front of him with her hands folded in front of her. Her face set, expressionless, as a potato rolled to hit her foot.
"NOW TELL ME!"
"Some I cared for very much was killed by the one that I love the most. There I have said it, now stop being such a child and please sit down!"
"Tell me their names!"
She caught his chin with her hands, forcing their eyes to clash "My twin brother Saburo was killed by my fiancée, named Shuichi."
Seto's eyes were wide
"And do you want to know why I know Maximillian Pegasus?! It is because Shuichi worked for Industrial Illusions, before he killed my brother. In pity, I think Pegasus took me in, since I was penniless and alone!! I worked as an artist for him to make those cards... Those cards that you are so obsessed with! I painted the last two Blue Eyes and Pegasus painted the first two! SO THERE!" she cried
There was silence for a good two minutes and then Seto laughed mirthlessly.
"Either you are lying or this is the strangest story I have ever heard."
Suu walked up to Seto and slapped him hard, and walked out of the kitchen just as the potato stew over boiled.
"HOLY SHIT!" echoed through the mansion, as the main door slammed shut.
"These friggin potatoes!" he screamed slamming the root onto the table the knife glittering dangerously in his hand. For a moment he wanted to turn it onto the brown haired girl and stopped himself.
He didn't really want a record... But if she kept up with this, he just might kill her.
"Look" she came up behind him and reached around, taking his hands. The murdered potato was taken up again and Seto watched how she positioned his hands. Slowly the peel was coming off, all at once. Considering they were the same height, Suu had to lean her chin on Seto's shoulder to see. And that made him go very, very red.
"There" the peel dropped onto the cutting board, and he blinked a few times.
"Wow, I did that?" he asked Suu's warmth against his frail body fled away.
"Yes you did, now all you can do is practice, but try and do it like I did." She replied, there was something different about her today. A sort of coldness that he was not used to.
He wanted to ask her what was up "Suu, tell me again why you wear black?"
Seto heard the chopping of the garlic stop "Because I am grieving for someone" she replied.
"Who?" he asked concentrating on peeling, surprisingly he was starting to do it. He made an approving noise.
"I can't tell you." She said after a long time.
He turned to her, as she slipped the garlic into a saucepan, the aroma of spices filling the air.
"Why not?" his irritation rose, he hated when people didn't answer his questions. In his anger he felt a pain and looked down. He had badly cut his finger, red blood dripping onto the cutting board.
Suu walked over and stopped the flow of blood with her handkerchief,
"Answer ME!" he cried, the pain was making his finger throb.
"No" she said flatly and put a band-aid around his finger.
"Please go sit now, you cannot cook with a bloody finger." She said brusquely pointing to the seat.
"DAMN YOU! I WILL SIT WHEN I PLEASE! AND DAMN THIS WHOLE DINNER!" Seto screamed batting her hands away. The potatoes went flying onto the floor; she stood in front of him with her hands folded in front of her. Her face set, expressionless, as a potato rolled to hit her foot.
"NOW TELL ME!"
"Some I cared for very much was killed by the one that I love the most. There I have said it, now stop being such a child and please sit down!"
"Tell me their names!"
She caught his chin with her hands, forcing their eyes to clash "My twin brother Saburo was killed by my fiancée, named Shuichi."
Seto's eyes were wide
"And do you want to know why I know Maximillian Pegasus?! It is because Shuichi worked for Industrial Illusions, before he killed my brother. In pity, I think Pegasus took me in, since I was penniless and alone!! I worked as an artist for him to make those cards... Those cards that you are so obsessed with! I painted the last two Blue Eyes and Pegasus painted the first two! SO THERE!" she cried
There was silence for a good two minutes and then Seto laughed mirthlessly.
"Either you are lying or this is the strangest story I have ever heard."
Suu walked up to Seto and slapped him hard, and walked out of the kitchen just as the potato stew over boiled.
"HOLY SHIT!" echoed through the mansion, as the main door slammed shut.