Gokudera holds the knife in his hand and positions it over an onion, glancing back at Phoenix.
"So I cut I like this?"
The redhead laughs slightly.
"No, you'll cut your fingers off that way. Here." Phoenix places her hands over his and curls the fingers on the onion inwards. "Now quick chops down, moving your hand back as you do so. Like this."
Gokudera allows Phoenix's hands to guild him, feeling her body press up against him as she does so. His hand slips and the knife misses his thumb by a hair.
"Holy sh-." The teen breathes a sigh of relief. "You really need to stop distracting me, woman. I'm gonna die if you keep tempting me like that."
Phoenix laughs and shows Gokudera a thin scar above the first knuckle on her right index finger, then a burn scar that covers the tip of her pinky.
"'You are not a true chef until your hands are scarred and burned.' Now keep cutting or the meats gonna get cold."
Gokudera looks down at his thin, scarless, hands.
"But I need these hands to do my job. Playing piano, protecting Juudaime and…"
Gokudera smirks and whispers something in Phoenix's ear that causes her to shiver slightly.
"Well Darling, I think you would still be able to manage that without a small bit of skin off your thumb." She reaches up and kisses Gokudera before taking the knife from him. "Here I'll show you." The red-haired girl quickly cuts the onions into small bits, blinking back tears.
"Damn this thing is potent. These things are the divils food I swear it."
Gokudera quirks an eyebrow and holds back a loud laugh, which comes out as a snort.
"Divil?"
"What? Devil, Divil, it's all the same." Phoenix scraps the onions into a bowl with some butter and places it in the microwave. "I'm Irish and that's how we talk, got a problem with it?"
Gokudera bursts out laughing.
"Oh my God Aydan." He pecks her lips. "I knew there was a reason I loved you so much."
Gokudera keeps a wide grin on his face.
"Bad cess to you."
Phoenix pulls the bowl out of the microwave and quickly stirs in cream cheese, refusing to look at Gokudera the whole time.
"Bad what?" Gokudera is taken back when Phoenix ignores him. "Oh, come on. You know it's not my fault. I just thought it was cute."
He tries to wrap his arms around Phoenix but she pushes him away.
"You laughed." She pouts slightly as she layers noodles, meat and the onion/cream cheese mixture in a casserole pan. She places it in the oven and turns to Gokudera. "Divil is how the Irish say Devil…and you laughed."
"I just thought it was adorable how you suddenly had an Irish accent. You're very…Chicagoan. So I just found it interesting that you suddenly sounded very Irish. Please don't be mad. My laugh wasn't a bad thing."
Gokudera tries to embrace Phoenix again and this time she lets him.
"I didn't realize my accent changed."
Gokudera nuzzles into Phoenix's neck, kissing it gently.
"It did. I loved it."
Phoenix smiles slightly as she allows her accent to change into that of the accent of her ancestors.
"May you always walk in sunshine. May you never want for more. May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door."
Gokudera feels a shiver travel up his spine.
"Dio mio, I love that accent…"
He hugs Phoenix tighter and Phoenix holds her boyfriend close.
"And I love it when you speak Italian."
She kisses Gokudera as Raven walks in the room.
"Knew I should've knocked…"