Kuwabara flipped through his mother's old recipe books and notes, trying to find the recipe he was thinking of. Since her death they hadn't eaten nearly as many of the European dishes that she used to make, but there was one he could think of that Shizuru had loved more than any other.
"Here it is," Kuwabara said triumphantly. It was a simple recipe, written in his mother's neat handwriting on lined notebook paper, and it explained how to make homemade donuts. Kuwabara read over what he'd need. "I'll have to run to the store for some of this," Kuwabara said to himself. They didn't have any premade biscuits for him to use, nor did they have powdered sugar.
Kuwabara got his allowance and quietly left the house, not that he really thought Shizuru would notice his absence right now. He rushed to the nearest food store and bought what he'd need, and then rushed back home. Once in the kitchen, Kuwabara eyed the stove warily. He wasn't really supposed to mess with the stove or something as dangerous as hot oil by himself, but Shizuru was in no mood to come watch him, and Mr. Kuwabara wouldn't be home for another two hours at least.
Finally Kuwabara got over his nervousness, telling himself he'd simply be careful. He followed his mother's recipe to the letter, and to his surprise the donuts actually turned out nearly as good as when she'd used to make them. Soon the house began to fill with the warm smell of sweet pastries.
Eventually Kuwabara heard Shizuru's door open, and she poked her head into the kitchen. "Donuts?" she asked.
"Yeah," Kuwabara said. "It seemed like a good idea."
Shizuru smiled then, just a little bit. "Thanks."
Kuwabara smiled back. "You're welcome."
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Just wanted you all to know I'm still alive! I haven't hardly written anything in the past two months, and I apologize for that. I will try and update this a little more frequently, but I can't really do weekly updates right now. Also, yay for cute sibling moments!