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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 7:56 pm
He hadn't heard this song before, but damn it was long. Unable to keep his mind on one song for so long, he started to ignore her and let his mind wander, basically keeping his mind on the food, waiting until it was finished before revealing himself. It certainly smelled wonderful and he couldn't wait to taste it.
Perhaps he should seek Miyuki san out and try to smooth things out with her. It shouldn't be too hard to find her, seeing as her scent was tied to his memory now. The problem was his nose was overly sensitive and even if he went to the one place most saturated with her aroma, she might not be there. Especially since he didn't know his way around, he'd have to keep on the ground, which would make sniffing her out difficult.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:05 pm
The meat was starting to get to the color of the sauce, and that meant that the food was done, she set off the stove and pulled out a silicon placemat from a shelf and placed it on the counter next to the stove, she quickly lifted up the hot pot and put it on top of the placemat.
"Ow!"
As an immediate reflex, she placed her burned fingers in her mouth, she had forgotten how hot the pot would be. No worries though, the pain would go away soon. Now all she had to do was wait for the food to cool down, and the rice to finish cooking. As she waited, she pulled out a plate and a set of utensils, it almost ready to serve her food, and she couldn't wait.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:14 pm
Hearing the sound of distress from Miss Ichi, his own instinct sent him from the lounge to the kitchen in the blink of an eye, her hand in his.
"A-are you okay?" he asked shyly, forgetting that he didn't have a shirt on today since he had caught his shirt on a nail that had torn through it about as easily as one would expect. It failed to cover anything up after then anyway, so it was better for him to just go without. He should consider going home before coming here he realized, but so much for thinking of that now.
"Sorry," he continued in his distant, sensitive manner, "I heard you scream and thought you might be in trouble..." he refused to look her in the eye, uncomfortable with his situation and completely self conscious. He wanted her to like him, but he also wanted to keep her at arm's length, with basically meant either way everything would work against him from here on in.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:24 pm
"W-where did you come from?!"
Ichi was shocked to see him, she thought there was no one here and she was singing, Ichi doesn't normally like to sing when other people were around, but that's not important right now. Ichi wanted to pull her hand away and tell him she was fine, but she was too busy looking at his body. Just by looking at him, she could tell those abs were rock-hard. He had such a chiseled body, but she never noticed.
"Ahh ehh ee oh oo..."
Was she reciting vowels? She probably was, and her face was turning a light pink color, but luckily, she realized what she was looking at, and she pulled her hand away sharply, holding it in her other hand in shock, rubbing it gently in embarrassment.
"I...I'm fine." Her voice was calm and cool, she was just shocked to see him pop out of nowhere and without a shirt. "W-where's your shirt?" She looked over him one more time.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:34 pm
Looking down, he realized that he was topless, and gazing at Miss Ichi warily, he wondered if she had actually just oggled him. That was a new realm of perverse he didn't want to get in to, and it sent his mind on a desperate race to purge the thought.
"Well...I was...um...contracted to help with a house project. Someone left a loosed nail sticking out and my T-shirt got caught on in. I was walking so quickly that my top was made short work of as you can see, so I just threw it away." Not really wanting it to be a big deal, and preferring not to have his mother of all people checking him out, he concentrated as hard as he could to quickly present the image of a black polo to cover his torso.
"That's better," he said relieved, though he had no idea, how perceptive she was. She might be able to see straight through him for all he knew. His mother had learned to cultivate her mental power just to keep him from playing tricks on her.
"So what are you making?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:42 pm
Ichi quickly slipped off the vest she was wearing and held it out in front of Kenta, then she saw a glimpse of some article of black clothing appear, then it disappeared, how odd. Who cares if the vest was a little small for him? Stretch it, if he must.
"Michado. It's a South-east asian dish, sort of like beef stew with potatoes, I guess. Want some?"
No matter what the reply, Ichi retrieved another plate and a set of utensils for Kenta, Ichi couldn't finish what she cooked anyway, and she also cooked too much rice for just herself, it was almost done cooking anyway.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 8:51 pm
"Well it sounds delicious..." he said, not accepting or declining as either seemed much too rude. Seeing as she held the vest out in front of him, he guessed that it was likely she had a better mind than he did, even at this point. That or maybe he couldn't go all out because she was Miss Ichi. Either way he took it and put it on, which did little to cover his abs. Good enough though.
"Do you cook alone often? It seems like such a waste to make all of this for just yourself. Do you not have a boyfriend or anyone to eat with?" He seemed particularly concerned about this point. Neither parent had mentioned as to whether they were actually together or not right now, but he naturally assumed they were. Just made sense to him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:04 pm
Ping! The high-pitched bell noise came from the rice cooker, so she flipped it off, opening the lid. Steam rose out from the rice cooker, and Ichi pulled out a large serving spoon from one of the drawers, pushing it into the cooked rice, not scooping out any, yet.
"I actually rarely cook, well, anything besides some instant stuff. I only cook when I feel like it." Ichi picked up her plate and scooped up some rice for herself, walking back to where the food was, scooping up some of that also. "I do have a boyfriend, but he's away at the moment."
The food on Ichi's plate was still hot, so she decided to get a drink, just in case she ate too fast, and the food was stubborn to move down her throat fast enough. She pulled out a cold can of cherry coke, pulling the tab to open it. She took a small sip before speaking again.
"You can just serve yourself, I don't know how much rice or food you want, anyway."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:17 pm
"Thank you," he said graciously as he did indeed scoop up a half serving of what he normally would have eaten. He'd be going to bed soon and it would be terribly wrong of him anyway to take so much of something that wasn't his. Has she made it for him, he would have accepted whatever she offered. At least this way he was safe and wouldn't be too full when he went to sleep.
"You said your boyfriend is away right now. Where is he?" he followed her back out to the bar, but rather than fetching a drink, he went straight for his seat, mixing the meaty, potato-ey, vegetabley goodness with his rice.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:26 pm
Ichi sat down next to Kenta, beginning to eat herself, careful not to scoop up too much food so she won't choke are have trouble talking with her mouth full, it was a bad habit of hers.
"He's training right now. He stops by once in a while, though." She took another bite.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:37 pm
"I see," he responded as he took a bite into the rice dish. As he expected it was quite good. So she had a talent even now, though apparently after he was born she had quite a good reason to cook more regularly. That was good to know.
"You're really handy in the kitchen. This is delicious," he commented lightly as he began eating vigorously, though pacing himself as he had no water and was in no real rush. Deciding that he'd rather not ask any more about her boyfriend, he decided to finish his meal in peace.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:46 pm
(( Ichi can't post anymore, she's too tired. x_x;
Ughhhhhhhhhh.
So... Ichi finished her food, cleaned up, and wish Kenta a good night and went upstairs.
Good night, everyone. x_x;
::snore:: ))
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 2:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 2:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 3:03 pm
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