A/N – Sorry for the long update. I am planning on skipping around with the ages. So, don't mind me if I go from them being seventeen to fourteen. I'll just have them skip around the pages in the photo album. ALSO, this chapter is dedicated to my friend Amelia. ;D ILY.

'Now it's time to find some embarrassing photos of my dear Hikari…' Takeru said as he flipped through some pages. Hikari shrugged. 'Unlike you, I'm smart and hid all of the embarrassing photos.'

Takeru grinned. 'Is that right?'

Hikari nodded.

'Then explain this picture.' Takeru said pointing at a picture. Hikari gasped in surprise. 'How… did you get a picture of that?' Hikari said. She paused. 'Forget it. I don't want to know.'

Takeru smirked.

'If only you let me help you – I do have some of Yamato's skills. But no, you insisted. If you had let me help you, there would never be that picture.' Takeru said nonchalantly.

'You know, you're lucky that I'm married to you. Otherwise I'd turn you into a soccer ball and get Taichi to play a game with you as the ball.' Hikari threatened.

'You know, he's sixty-seven yet he still plays soccer so well. It's funny.' Takeru said.

'Are you trying to change the subject?'

'Well… most people don't really like talking about being turned into a soccer ball and being kicked around by their brother-in-law.'

Hikari giggled.

A fifteen-year-old sat on the comfy couch of the Yagami residence. His feet were plopped on the coffee table as he flipped through channels. 'Where's Taichi?' He called out.

'He's at Sora's house.' A feminine voice squeaked from the kitchen. 'Are you SURE you don't need any help?' The blonde asked. There was a silence. 'You know, I can't see you if you're shaking your head no.'

He turned his head toward the kitchen. 'How did you know that I was shaking my head?' The girl called back.

The boy shrugged. 'It's my instinct. I've known you for too long.'

He looked back to the television but quickly turned his head back to the kitchen in surprise. 'HIKARI, WHY IS THERE SMOKE?!'

Hikari laughed nervously.

Takeru rolled his eyes and made his way into the kitchen. He coughed a couple of times as the grey air filled his nostrils and mouth. He fanned the air.

'What… did… you… do?' He said as he went to look for a fire extinguisher. 'No, don't get the fire extinguisher. It'll make the mess even bigger! Just… like wait for the smoke to clear out.' Hikari said. She coughed a few times as she made her way toward the door.

'I need… fresh air.' She said as the stepped out and inhaled the air. It wasn't fresh. But it was hell of a lot better than smoke.

Takeru stepped out and stared at her.

She grinned. 'Well… um… you want an explanation, don't you?' Takeru nodded. She scratched her hand and was about to begin when suddenly she heard a ding sound. She jumped up and smiled.

'It's ready!'

She walked into the kitchen again, with the smoke gone. He peered into the kitchen to find it a mess – pots and pans were scattered, flour and batter were in clumps on the floor, and spoons and other metal utensils were found scattered around.

Hikari was shutting the oven door. She grinned.

Takeru looked toward her hands which were covered with green gloves. He looked at the item that she was carrying. It was his favorite – raspberry pie.

He grinned and took it from her.

She raised an eyebrow. 'Who said it was for you?' He shrugged as he went to look for a clean spoon. 'Who else would it be for – your imaginary boyfriend?' Hikari rolled her eyes.

'I made you good pie. Be happy.' She said crossing her arms. 'This is good pie? It was a bunch of air bubbles in it, and the raspberry filling is coming out of the sides. It looks very sloppy.' Takeru said eyeing the dish. Hikari blushed. 'Well… um… it's good pie considering I made it.'

Takeru smirked. 'You're a Yagami. You have bad cooking skills.' He said sympathetically. Hikari glared at him a gave him a light punch in the shoulder. 'I was kidding!' He said.

'You are actually letting me eat this – while you watch? And you won't object?' Takeru said as he walked into the living room and sat the pie down on the coffee table.

Hikari grinned and nodded.

Takeru shrugged and ate the whole pie.

'My my, what an appetite.' Hikari said sitting on the couch. Takeru grinned. 'Why did you make me a pie – and let me eat the whole thing?'

'Because you're cleaning the kitchen.' Hikari said. She giggled as she saw the look on his face.

A/N - The picture in the photo album was a picture of the pie. Don't ask how he got the picture of the pie, because honestly I don't know either. Let's just pretend that it's one of Takeru's special abilities/secrets. haha.