Baking really wasn't her thing.
Tsukuyo lifted her head up from the table to look at the mess she had created. There was flour everywhere, a big bowl lay tipped over on the counter with half-mixed cake batter spilling out of it, the floor was covered with egg shells and a faint burning smell filled up the whole kitchen.
The ninja wore a sullen and tired look on her face as she looked towards her right to see the sink piled up with dirty dishes and questioned how had things even gotten to this point. All she had wanted to do was to bake a nice red-velvet cake but clearly it hadn't worked out as she thought it would. The recipe she had gotten from Hinowa lay neatly folded on the counter infront of her. It felt as if it was mocking her and she suppressed her urge to burn it to crisp.
Sighing, she got up from her chair to go bring the cleaning supplies. Her cake hadn't turned out 'quite right' but she hoped that she would atleast have to time to buy chocolates.
She came back to kitchen with a broom and some plastics bags in her hand but stopped dead in her track when she saw Gintoki staring back her with the most dumb-found expression on his face.
"What in the hell happened here?" He asked her as he looked around the place, trying to figure out why it looked like dumpster.
"G-Gintoki! Thi-this is..." Tsukuyo stuttered as she hid the broom and plastics bags behind back. She looked like a child who got caught trying to cover their mess.
"Were you trying to cook something? And what's up with this smell?!" His said as his placed his kimono sleeve infront of his nose and let out a small cough. It baffled him how someone could mess up a recipe this much.
"Cake..." Tsukuyo said in a small voice and made an embarrassed face before looking away.
Gintoki frowned before stepping closer to her, "What was that? I couldn't hear you clearly." He said as he brough his ear towards her.
"It was supposed to be cake..." she spoke a little louder this time around but the embarrassment was still present in her voice.
Gintoki stepped backed up after hearing what she had said and threw her a surprised and border-line scared look. "Cake?" He asked in order to confirm if he heard her correctly and when she nodded, he felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Um... Tsukuyo, how about we say that all the cooking in this house will be done by me...?" He placed his hands on her shoulder and smiled at her sympathetically before leading her out of the kitchen.
"I was doing pretty well, you know? Before..." She stopped before continuing and let out a defeated sigh.
"Right, right, you don't have to say or do anything else." He said as he sat her down on the couch and held out a box of chocolates infront of her, "Here, munch on those while I clean up. Happy Valentine's day."
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