Hao is so sexy...drool. Can't help it. Him being cool and all. And he's wearing red. Any bad guy bishonen wearing red is drool worthy, for me I mean, I haven't seen an evil bad guy wearing red, ugly or has little or no dimension in character. Maybe its just me, or maybe it holds true for all, hehehehehehe. I love the color red.
Disclaimer: I want Shaman King. I don't own anything, but if the creator of Shaman King is kind enough to give away Hao, I would be his slave. Nah, who am I kidding I do not own Shaman King. Although, I wish I do own it as several other people do, it belongs to someone else.
Chapter Three: Cooking lessons with Hao.
Yoh stood in the door frame and thought. 'Unbelievable. Oniichan, you are so unbelievable.' Unbeknowst to him Tamao was echoing his thoughts.
Tamao blinked. Twice. 'Unbelievable.' Tamao thought as she looked at Hao.
Hao was tying his long gorgeous hair back in a neat ponytail before grabbing the apron that Tamao was holding. "What?" Hao asked Tamao when he noticed her looking at him. Smiling Hao made a pose in front of Tamao "You think this pink frilly apron would compromise my beautiful manly physique?" Hao asked Tamao again.
Tamao laughed "No. Not at all." Tamao turned and took the other apron that hung on the other side of the kitchen. "But I hope you'd change into this other apron" Tamao continued as she presented Hao with another apron, a simple white one with no frills.
"Why?" Hao asked as he cradled his head on his hands while leaning on the counter. Tamao sweatdropped and thought 'Damn. He's cute and he knows it. I don't know if I should be annoyed or something. sigh He's so adorable.'
"Because," Tamao began, "that apron happens to be my favorite apron. I really really like to wear it when I cook."
"Really?" Hao asked innocently.
Really. "Yes. Now, may I have it?" extending her hand as if asking a child to hand over a toy he hid.
Hao looked at her hand noting how small her wrists are and how dainty it seemed. Hao smiled, not a smirk but a smile which Tamao noticed and thought it beautiful, 'He should smile like that more often' she felt the beginnings of a blush.
Hao tapped his chin and said "Hmmmmmm....." Hao took a sniff at the apron and wrinkled his nose. "You're right. This apron reeks of Tamao." 'Not that I mind, you actually smell nice.' Hao thought as he took off the pink frilly apron and handed it over to the really really red faced Tamao.
Hao smiled. 'This is fun.' Laughing merrily in his mind.
"Hmmmm. Shall we begin?" Hao asked Tamao.
Tamao nodded and proceeded in giving instructions on how to cook. Well, basically Tamao was telling Hao what she was doing and Hao just agreeing on everything that Tamao have just said. Every now and then she'd ask Hao to hold the spoon or stir something while she goes about and prepare somthing else.
"Now for dessert..." Tamao began.
"Just what I've been waiting for all this time." Hao announced happily and began taking out strawberries and chocolates and other stuff from the fridge.
"Ummmmm. Anou--?Hao-san? What are we going to prpare for dessert? I mean what do you want to make?" Tamao tried to see Hao behind the utensils and food stuff that is already piling up...
"Hmmmm..." Hao paused thoughtfully.." I know! Do you remember the cake that my mom made during our birthday last year?"
"The grasshopper cake?"
"No. that was Yoh's cake. I meant my cake."
"The tiramisu cake?"
"No." Hao said flatly."How come nobody remembers my cake?"
"Probably because you had a tendency to burn anyone who dares touch your cake." Tamao murmured.
"What did you say?" Hao whipped around to face Tamao.
"Nothing." Tamao smiled. "Was it the chocolate one?"
"Yeah!" Hao said gleefully.
So they began to bake. Well Tamao began baking and Hao was stuffing himself with chocolate and strawberries he found inside the fridge.
Tamao began lifting the mixing bowls and other cooking paraphernalia as if she was looking for something. "Ne, Hao-san, have you seen the strawberries? It's supposed to be used for...." Tamao wasn't able to finish what she was going to say because Hao was grinning like a cat that just swallowed a canary.
They paused for a moment and began laughing.
Their laughter continued even during dinner, sharing a secret smile that both Yoh and Anna found intriguing. Yoh commented about it which made Hao laugh openly until Yoh finally decided to ask Hao later while Anna on the other hand decided not to comment on the whole topic.
After dinner... Hao hung around the kitchen while Tamao was cleaning up.
"Hey, Tamao." Hao said.
"Hmm?" Tamao turned to face Hao.
Hao slid of the counter, where he was sitting thanked Tamao with a sincere smile and left the kitchen.
"You're welcome." Tamao smiled at Hao's retreating back...
End chapter three....
Okay my culinary skills are limited, therefore the cooking portion here is limited . Besides I only know filipino cuisine, I have no idea what japanese people eat. Well, maybe sushi, ramen and sukiyaki other than those three I do not know anything else. Btw, how do you cook sukiyaki.... anyway, I actually have an ending in mind for this fic but I don't really think its up to par with the introduction and the previous chapters. I hope you guys ( that means you whoever you are who happens to be reading this) did enjoy this chapter and would be kind enough to hit the review button.
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