Cooking Class 101

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Eres: you’ll just have to read ^^
WIEJ!: it’s a bird, it’s a plane, no! its WIEJ! ^^
JavaGreen: really? I poison people too! ^^ almost killed some one by accident once… note to self, remove egg shells…
kuramaandhiei4ever: maybe I’ll separate the cherries and the muffins, oh yeah… I got an idea…yes yes… oh that’s evil …yeah, oh that’s good…
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FireSong: ok…srry I usually update faster, but its been a funky week

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(Ryou)

Frank punched me in the gut, I chocked as the air was knocked out of me. I closed my eyes tightly hoping every thing would disappear. Frank laughed menacingly, and then very abruptly the laughing stopped. There was a small clicking sound.

“Let him go, or you wont see tomorrow” a voice growled out.

I was dropped on the ground and I heard foot steps running away. I rubbed my neck and peeked open my eyes. I saw a blurry hand held out, I grabbed it and who ever it was helped me to my feet.

The person brushed the hair out of my face tucking it behind my ear, “I thought it might be you” the voice said with a chuckle.

I looked at my rescuer and started to tremble again. It was Scott; I backed up when I saw him holding a gun in his right hand.

“I’m not a little girl, please; I don’t want to go in there again, I’m sorry about what happened last time. I honestly didn’t know, I don’t want to go in to the girl’s bathroom. Or…or be…be...” I stared at the gun in his hand.

Scot took a step forward and I froze he came closer and I couldn’t run, my body locked up. Scott put his arm around my shoulder very buddy like.

“So, where are you going?” he asked as he starto wto walk down the street causing me to walk with him.

“I-I’m going t-to the store” I stuttered, as he turned the corner in the direction of the closest store. He nodded, “good, I was going there too”.

I continued to shake as Scott pushed me into an ally right nest to the store. My hair had fallen out of place and he pushed it back behind my ear this time with his gun.

“Now, we have some things to talk about, it concerns a certain friend of mine I’m led to believe you know quite wellott ott said as he twirled the gun between his fingers quite carelessly. I was hoping he was experienced enough not to shoot any one while he did that.

“Once again I’m sorry I ran into your friend like that” I said as I backed in to the wall. Scott narrowed his eyes, “not play stupid I followed you home, I know every thing about you. I want to know how you feel about Bakura, and I want to know now”

I stared at him like a dear in the head lights, “he’s a nice guy, I mean he’s really tough, and… and...”

In one smooth motion I found the gun barrel pressed against my forehead the cold metal planted between my eyes. I felt my knees start to give out, Scott pushed the gun harder against my head, “answer the question, do you like Bakura”

I was panicking, oh jeese he’s going to shoot me, I closed my eyes tightly and let every thing I felt about Bakura fall from my lips. When I finished my incoherent ramble I felt the gun being moved away. I opened my eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Scott put the gun away and smiled, “that’s all I wanted to hear”.

“So now, about those groceries, I’ll help you” Scott said as he pushed me in the direction of the store.

When we had finished shopping Scott and I were on easy terms. He smiled and rambled on about miscellaneous random things and his views on politics. When we got back to the house I unlocked the door and found Bakura missing from the couch. Scott made his way to the kitchen and set the groceries down.

I heard laughing from the kitchen and went to investigate. I found Bakura on his hands and knees scrubbing the traces of the explosion away. Scott snickered and Bakura just growled and threw the wet paper towel at Scotts head.

I laughed uneasily as they started playfully hitting each other. Scott ducked Bakura’s punch and moved to put him in a head lock. Bakura pulled away in time and twisted Scotts hand’s behind Scotts back.

They did this for at least ten minuets before they wore them selves out. I coughed to get their attention and Scott looked at me suddenly remembering I was in the room.

“Oh yeah, I met Ryou on the way here, he was picking up some stuff to cook with. I according to my sources, he’s giving you cooking lessons isn’t he Bakura?” Scott asked as he leaned against the counter.

Bakura shrugged and Scott nodded, “hey can I hang out and watch you guys?”

I didn’t answer, I waited for Bakura to make the decision. Bakura shook his head and I gave a silent sigh in relief.
“Sorry Scott but I got to do this and you’d just distract me” Bakura said straightforwardly. I waited for Scott to get offended but Scott just smiled and winked.

“Sure learn away” he said as he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked out of the house. I didn’t like the way he looked at me on the way out, I could tell it was a silent warning, and I knew what he was warning me about.

I ignored it and went to put things in the kitchen, Bakura was still a little weak but I could tell from all the horse play that his strength was returning quite rapidly.

“So…” I said, I didn’t like the awkward silence, “did you have fun while I was away?”

Bakura shrugged his shoulders, “I had plenty of fun, me and the magical lepricons of paradise sang songs and played games, we even had a sock roasting contest, too bad you missed it”

I rolled my eyes, you could hit him with a truck and he’ll still have enough sense left to tell you some thing really sarcastic before he died. “So do you wana learn how to bake muffins, or would you rather go back to sock roasting”

Bakura stared at me putting his hand to his chin as if he were thinking, “I dunno, that sock was pretty good. But that damn cereal lepricon had problems and I lost a bet to him so, instead of calling him back, I think I’ll learn to bake muffins”

I sighed and took out the muffin mix, “so here’s the starting point of every food you ever ate”

“What? A muffin box? Oh, so that’s where bacon comes from, and those silly vegetarians think it comes form pigs, pft, some one need to tell them about this” Bakura said sarcastically.

I tried to keep collected, “can we cut it with the smart ass jokes?”

Bakura turned around and looked at his ass, “and here I thought I didn’t have a single once of intelligence, well now, that clears that up”

I groaned, this was going to take a while. “Can you at least try to keep focused?”

Bakura stood up straight and gave a salute, “yes sir”

“Now as I was saying, every food you ever ate was prepared at some point by some body else, whether it be dinner in a restaurant, or the cheese you use to make a sandwich. We’re lucky enough to have-“

“Muffins in a box?”

“Yeah… a muffins in a box. Now back on subject, I want you to relax, this time you’re going to try it on your own. Don’t worry, I’ll be watching every thing you do” I said.

Bakura nodded and started to put the ingredients together. It all went smoothly till he put the electric mixer in. I knew what was going to happen before it ever happened and moved to prevent the gory disaster waiting to happen. I came up behind Bakura placing my arms on his and helping him mix.

“See? Gently like this, don’t pull out or you’ll make a mess” I said to him as I guided his hands. It felt comfortable it help Bakura, my arms on his helping him make some thing.

I remember what had happened last night and let go of Bakura. “Um yes, that’s good you can take it from here”

Bakura finished and put the muffins in there little trays before putting them in the oven, it was ten minuets in to the cooking process before I realized I had forgotten to tell him to add cherries.

I sighed and took the m out any way, “hey, you want to eat these with me?” I asked Bakura. He nodded and helped me wash them before we started eating. I had gotten the seedless cherries so I didn’t to worry about chocking on a pit, which Bakura might have forgotten to remove.

(Bakura)

I helped Ryou wash the cherries and then start to eat them. He had the strangest way of doing it; he would take a cherry in to his mouth and suck on it slowly. I knew he was absentmindedly doing this but I couldn’t tare my eyes away.

I watched as the smooth cherry slipped past his lips and bob back out again before he bit it in half. Some of the juice leaked pass his lips and down his chin. He wiped it away with out a second thought and continued to eat.

I fought the urge to lick his cherry stained lips, I ate the cherries as I concentrated on him nearly choking on the cherry when Ryou gave a little whimper apparently he had bitten his tongue.
“You ok?” I asked as he put his hand over his mouth. He nodded and waited a while for the feeling to pass.

We finished the small fruitd Ryd Ryou washed up, I walked over to help him and saw he had a little cherry juice on his cheek. I wiped it off with my thumb and Ryou practically jumped out of his pants…which wouldn’t have been too bad.

“W-what are you doing?” Ryou squeaked as he backed up. I looked at him as if I didn’t understand, “you had some cherry on your cheek”.

Ryou looked flustered, “well I’ll thank you kindly to keep your hands off my cheeks”.

“It’s not like I licked it off, what a spazz” I said as I rolled my eyes.

“I wouldn’t put I past you to start licking my cheeks” Ryou mumbled under his breath.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards me, “What did you just say?” I growled.

He gave me a stubborn look, “I said I WOULDN’T PUT IT PAST YOU TO START LICKING MY CHEEKS!”

I growled angrily, and then I leaned down and licked his cheeks. Ryou looked pissed, “stop it, you ass fucking son of a bitch! I’m tired of your shit, and that’s all you give me! I’m not going to live very long because of the stress each day I get from having to put up with your stupid antics and your brutish friends!”

“You little bitch!” I backhanded Ryou, still keeping a firm grip on his arm.

Ryou just glared at me, “you think your so damn powerful, well your not! You just like picking on the weak! And stop touching me you gayfer! I’m not like you; I don’t like fucking other guys! I’m sure your friend Scott wouldn’t mind it if you took him in the ass, and I bet you already did! He was so damn perky!”

That was it, I dragged Ryou out in to the living room and threw him on the couch, “you little prick, how dare you! You think your better then me! And don’t you dare give me that ‘your gay and I’m not crap’, you little fag. I know you like guys as much as the next fucking homo you little snob, you stuck up little shit!”

Ryou continued to glare at me, I could see behind those hate filled eyes my words rang true. I pinned him to the couch and straddled his waist.

“That’s not true, you’re a fucking liar” he whispered.
I kissed Ryou roughly I felt him put up a struggle then give in to it, he started pushing up against my lips and nipping at my lower lip.

I pulled back, “your not gay my ass” I sneered.

I got off of him and the muffin timer rang, I left to go check on the muffins leaving Ryou crying on the couch.

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Oh no, wats going to happen next? Well… your just going to have to read the next chapter ^^, pls review!