A/N: Well, folks I thought since Thanksgiving was coming up I'd do a Gravitation thanksgiving thing. Hope you enjoy! This is apart of what I'm now calling my "Strawberry Series". Can you guess why?
Yuki entered his residence to what smelled like...Turkey cooking...No, not cooking. The opposite. The bad thing! Burning! He rushed in and watched his lover fan the smoke coming from the oven. The idiot still couldn't get the handle of cooking. "SHUICHI!" he rumbled, glaring at the 29 year old brunette menace. "What the hell did I tell you about cooking?" Suddenly, golden locks took the corner of his view and a feminine voice interjected, "Don't be mad, tou-san." Ten year old Ichigo looked up honestly at her other parent with big round to die for amethyst eyes. "I told okaa-chan to go ahead and start cooking. He seemed so sad." Yuki turned to his significant other. "SHE told YOU!" "Well...Heh Heh. I wouldn't say told." He looked to his daughter. "More like suggested, right, Ichi-honey..."
The blonde slapped a hand over his face. "You're taking suggestions from a ten-year old?"
"Hey! I'm very mature for my age." Ichi huffed, putting on a face both of her parents knew too well as Yuki's 'don't mess with me' face.
"That's right, Yuki, she is."
"Still..."
"I wanted to try it. You never let me!"
"That's because you'll end up almost burning down the house..." The novelist snorted. "And it's not even paid for all the way! Our insurance doesn't cover recklessness by a baka."
"Yuki!"
The man sighed and Ichigo watched, smiling as her tou-san sealed his mouth over her okaa-chan's. To her, she didn't find it gross or wrong. It was just how it was. Her tou-san broke away, licking his lips. "Is that all?" "Ichigo's here..." Shuichi muttered low. She then rolled her eyes. This was getting too mushy. "Let's see what we can salvage of the turkey..." Yuki suggested, walking back into the kitchen and pulling the crispy bird out of the oven. It was black as coal; burnt to a crisp. He looked at Shuichi with amused eyes. He set the ruined bird on the counter, took off his oven mitts and started to exit the kitchen... "I hope you bake pies better than you..." "MY PIES!" The brunette ran back into the smoke filled kitchen.
"Baka..." He shook his head.
"Oh, no!" The novelist entered the kitchen again. "They're ruined!"
Shuichi began to sniffle, setting the pies down on the stove-top next to the OVER-cooked bird. "Baka. How many times have I told you not to cook? You're terrible. It's the only thing worse than you're singing..." "Yuki!" he sounded indignant. "I'm only kidding." "Really?" Shu-chan got up from the floor. "Sometimes I'm not so sure you are! What happened to the Yuki I knew when Ichigo was born?" "Are you going to keep asking me that?" "Yes!" "He's here." "Then he must be buried beneath the snow again." He declared with a snicker. "You should be grateful..." "Why?" "Because I'm new-improved. Better than before. Before Ichi was born I wouldn't think of going to your concerts."
"You still don't."
"That's a lie, Shuichi... I went to the other one last week."
"You left early, Yuki.."
"I had an emergency, brat."
"What kind of emergency could you possibly have? Heart defrosting surgery?"
"Ha Ha Ha!" Yuki scoffed. "Very funny..."
Ichigo Uesugi rolled her eyes at her parents' banter. She knew they weren't really mad at each other. This was just their nature.
"Are you mocking me?"
"Trust me, its not hard..."
"YUKI!"
"Quiet! You're going give me a headache!"
"Tell me you're sorry!"
"I'll do better than that!"
Ichi stopped.
What's better than an apology?
"What's better than an apology, Yuki?" Shuichi echoed her thoughts.
"Thanksgiving at Seguchi's. Get on your coat we're going over."
Ichigo was bursting out laughing all the way to the Seguchi Residence. This was just too much! The look on her okaa-chan's face was priceless. "Ichigo.." her tou-san warned. "Sorry..." She snickered again. "This is better than apology?"Shuichi murmured blandly. "At least we don't have to eat the char-coal bird, Okaa-chan." She laughed again, this time louder. "Why do I fail to find this funny?" "Cause the jokes on you?' His daughter suggested and laughed once more. Shuichi turned in his seat and gave his daughter the 'death glare' he'd been trying to prefect. However, she only laughed again.
He sighed. "What the hell am I doing wrong? Why is she laughing at me, Yuki?
Yuki grinned. "You're not doing it right. Here, take the wheel."
"But..."
"Take it."
Shu-chan complied; knowing the danger in this and watched Yuki get up in his seat, catch his child's attention and give her the most frigid glare he'd ever given anyone. Ichigo, seeing this, immediately shut up.
"That was awesome!" He raved, letting go and letting his lover take over. "How the hell do you do that?"
"Practice..."
Their daughter started laughing again.
"Well, this is going to be an interesting Thanksgiving..." Shuichi murmured.
"Yeah. How do you get her to shut up?" Yuki asked, looking in the mirror as the girl continued to bust a gut.
"No idea..."
A/N: Hope this was good... Somehow I got on a roll with these Strawberry stories... Review onegai!
