Theme: Teen (16 )
Type: Fluffiness!
There's not a lot of sexual situations in this chapter.
It's mostly fluffy scenes between the two.
So no need to kick the kiddies out! xD
To Siry Pop:
No, Hikari && Itachi aren't married. Yet.
Hopefully, they'll get married one of these days. xDD
For now; they're just living together.
&& thank you for asking that question.
I actually hadn't even thought about it until you asked!
So I'm really glad you did!
By the way.
This chapter is dedicated to all my readers.
All your reviews are what made me get off my lazy butt && write.
xDD
"What do you want for dinner?" Itachi asked as he walked passed the couch, where Hikari was laying watching the ten o'clock news. "Mmm.. Spaghetti with tacos on the side!" She spoke after a moment. Itachi rolled his coal black eyes, "Only one." "Pssh. Fine.. Spaghetti then." Hikari decided as she sat up on the couch.
Itachi went over to the stove and opened the oven, he pulled out a sleek black pan and placed it on the stove top; he then bent back down, reached in, and pulled out a big silver pot, he placed that on the stove top too.
Gracefully, he walked over to the refrigerator and opened the freezer. He pulled out a pack of hamburger and went back over to the counter, he let the freezer door shut by itself. He grabbed a sharp knife from the kitchen drawer and sliced open the plastic around the hamburger. Itachi switched on the stove to 'high' for the skillet and dropped the frozen hamburger into the hot pan, causing a lot of steam to rise up. The skillet hissed dangerously as Itachi placed a lid over the top and turned the knob to 'medium'.
Hikari had moved from the couch to the kitchen table in order to get a better view of 'Chef' Itachi. She leaned her elbows onto the table, crossing her arms, with a bored look upon her face. She watched as Itachi removed the silver pot and placed it in the sink, under the facet before turning on the water and letting it fill up almost to the top of the pot. He then took it out of the sink and placed it back onto the stove, turning the knob to 'high' for that particular burner.
Hikari watched with slightly curious eyes as Itachi walked over to a drawer beside the sink and opened it, pulling out a black apron with a pocket in front. He tied the strings around his waist, the knot in the back before going to the cupboard and pulling out a pack of spaghetti noodles.
Itachi set the pack of noodles on the counter beside the stove, he would have to wait until the water started boiling before he could put them in. Carefully he took a large spatula and shifted the hamburger around in the skillet; making sure it didn't burn.
"Itachi. You remind me of a wife." Hikari suddenly spoke up. Itachi sent a chilling glare over his shoulder, "Well if someone would learn to cook, I wouldn't need to do this every night."
"You don't cook every night. Sometimes we have pizza from Tony's." Hikari retorted, pulling out her black and silver DS from her front hoodie pocket. She flipped the switch on and her Death Note screen came up.
"Yes. Heaven forbid you're around the stove." Itachi commented just above a mumble. "I can still hear you, you know."
Itachi stepped away from the stove, placing the spatula down on the counter. He then walked over to Hikari and snatched the game right out of her hands. "HEY!" She automatically protested.
"Come over here and stir the meat." He commanded. "Eh. I'll pass." She shrugged, reaching for her game.
"Do it, or I'll throw your game away." His voice was more then serious, so Hikari took in a deep breath and let it out before speaking. "Fine."
The huffy brown haired girl walked as slow as possible to the stove, Itachi right on her heels. "Okay. What do I do now?" She inquired, staring at the browning meat.
"You stir it." He spoke, handing her the spatula. "How do you stir it with something that is for flipping things?" She inquired with a raised brow. "Ah! So you do know something about cooking?" Itachi was clearly mocking her by now.
"I'm not doing this." Hikari protested, getting ready to toss the spatula down. But Itachi had caught her wrist with his hand. He stood behind her, just pushing her slightly forward with his hips. She glared, annoyed, but allowed him to guide her hand back to the skillet. Then with a fluent motion, he guided her hand around the skillet; turning the chunks of meat over very lightly. His opposite hand then rested itself on her hip as he pressed the front his body tenderly against her back.
"See.. Not so bad, now is it?" He purred into her ear. She had no come back, as usual.
"Is it done yet?" She asked after a few minutes had passed. She couldn't handle the way Itachi was ever-so-slightly grinding his hips against her backside. She couldn't focus on the task at hand either. So it was basically pointless.
"We need to add the sauce now." He smirked just faintly as he stepped away from her tense figure and grabbed up a jar of spaghetti sauce that was located on the counter. Hikari had removed herself from the stove area, and now was sitting at the table again.
He gracefully dumped the sauce into the skillet, mixing it slowly into the meat. When he had finished, he placed the jar in the dish-washer before returning to the stove and stirring. By now the water in the pot was boiling. So he placed the spatula down once more, picked up the pack of noodles, emptied them out into his hand, and broke them in half. He then tossed them into the pot, though some had managed to miss the pot.
"Horrible aim." Hikari 'coughed' as she played her Death Note game. Itachi didn't say anything, he just picked the spar noodles up, placed them into the pot, and then tossed the empty box into the trash bin. This caused Hikari to glance up from her game just briefly. "Are you upset?"
"No." He answered simply. Typical Itachi manner.
"You sure?" She asked again.
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
"Are you sure?"
"Mhmm."
"Positive?"
"NO, HIKARI. I'M NOT FINE." Itachi boomed, storming over to Hikari.
Instinctively, Hikari looked up, only to have Itachi grab her by the back of her head, force her head forward, and smash his lips against hers. Her DS toppled from her hands onto the counter with a clank. Itachi's tongue slid across Hikari's bottom lip, begging.. No. Demanding entrance. Hikari made a tiny moaning noise as her lips parted for air. Itachi took the opportunity; he forced his tongue into her mouth, fighting with her tongue for dominance.
"Mmm." Hikari whimpered. Itachi pulled away quickly, leaning his forehead against Hikari's. "Damn it." He muttered, his cheeks flustered.
"I should just f--quot; He stopped himself, regaining his composure slightly. "I need to cook. Be silent, woman." He stomped back to his 'command post' at the stove.
Hikari was left blinking absently, her face beat red.
There was a silence between the two, just the faint noises that Hikari's game made and the sizzling from the skillet.
"Um..So.. There's a new game out next month." Hikari tried to break the silence, not looking at Itachi.
"Hm?" He stared at the skillet.
"You remember that anime I obsessed over? Ouran High School Host Club?" She glanced towards him, only to see him staring at the skillet still.
"Yes." Simple reply.
"Well.. They have a game based off it for the PS3.. It comes out next month." Hikari continued.
"Sounds interesting." His voice was anything, but interested.
"Yeah." She returned to the quiet side.
A few more moments ticked by before it was Itachi's turn to break the silence. "I had that business meeting today."
"Oh? How'd it go?" She looked over to him.
"It was alright. We closed the deal." He shrugged.
"Ah. That's good." She looked back to her game.
"Yeah." He glanced towards her figure out of the corner of his eye. "Why don't you set the table?"
"Okay." She paused her game, setting it down again. She then walked over to the cupboard and got out two plates. She sat them down on the table. She then got two tall glasses and placed them on the table too. She grabbed two forks and two spoons; placing them each on a plate.
"Um. Do you want Ice Tea?" She questioned as she went to the fridge. "Sounds good to me." He answered.
She took out the Ice Tea from the fridge, placing it on the counter. She grabbed up the tall glass and placed it under the ice dispenser. Three ice cubs toppled into the cup. She then filled it up with Ice Tea and sat it beside one of the plates. She did the same with the other glass. "All done."
Itachi turned the stove off and let the food cool down for a moment. He then left the kitchen and went to the closet in the hallway. Hikari sat back down at the table. Itachi returned just moments later and set two long thin white candles on the kitchen table. He quickly struck a match and lit both candles, swiftly blowing out the match and tossing it into the sink.
"Oh wow. This reminds me of Lady and the Tramp." Hikari thought out loud. Itachi held back a smile as he placed the spaghetti onto the plates, setting one in front of Hikari, and the other at his seat.
"Pass me the pepper!" Hikari commanded happily. Itachi cringed, knowing how this would turn out. Hikari always dossed anything he cooked with a lot of pepper. Well, she dossed anything with a lot of pepper, whether he cooked it or not. With a sigh, he slid it to her.
"Thank you." She smiled brightly as she poured the pepper onto her food.
He waited to see if she liked it before taking a bite. Of course, he already knew the answer.
She twirled some noodles around her fork and popped it into her mouth, "Mmm! Delicious!"
He smirked triumphantly, "I'm glad." He then started eating his own.
"Hey, Itachi?" Hikari blinked, glancing from her plate to him.
"Hm?" He raised a brow, "Something wrong with the food?"
"Oh, no." She smiled.
"Then what?" He tilted his head to the side.
"I love you." She looked away quickly, pouting, "Geesh. Impatient."
He was silent.
"Eh? What? No, 'I love you too'" She turned her head back to him and was surprised with a very tender peck on the lips.
"I love you too." He smiled, his usually hard eyes softened.
"You better!" She teased with a grin. "By the way. What were you going to say earlier?"
"What do you mean?" He leaned back.
"You said something like.. 'I should just.. and then you stopped." She tilted her head back slightly.
He almost choked on his spaghetti, "Just eat, Hikari." He bit his bottom lip, looking off to the side.
"Fiiine." She pouted, popping another fork full of noodles into her mouth.
Unknown to Hikari, she had won. Itachi didn't have anything to say. No witty come-back.
But he'd never tell her that.