Renji sat at the kitchen table watching Ikati cook him breakast.
Ikati- You know Renji, I really can't cook. I burn toast.
Renji- Just finish cooking and we'll call it even. And, I know for a fact that you cook breakfast foods very well.
Ikati kept cooking untill she had a stack of soft fluffy pancakes, about 5 eggs, four peices of toast and some bacon thrown in there. She grmubled as she set it down infront of him.
Renji- See, I knew you could do it.
Ikati- But, you didn't have to tease me and push me against the wall.
Renji, with a mouthfull of food looks at her with laughing eyes. As soon as he swallows his food he does indeed let out a laugh that would have shake the whole house.
Renji- Oh Ikati, you know you love it. All fangirls are the same.
Ikati grins as she twirls her pen around her fingers.
Ikati- But Renji, you forget. I'm no ordinary fagirl. I'm the one writing you. You see, with a few extra words I could strip you naked and make you dance a jig right in the middle of my kitchen.
Ikati laughs as she she watches him come to his realization.
Renji- Oh yea I forgot about that...
Ikati- Or, I can really mess with you and cut all that oh so pretty hair off that you spend so much time on in the morning. Yes, I know about all your hidden hair products and the hour you spend in the bathroom while you think i'm still asleep.
Renji stops eating, a fork full of pancakes halfway to his mouth.
Renji- You wouldn't. You know how I know.
Renji pulls the band holding his hair up and runs his fingers through it.
Renji- You wouldn't be able to run you retty little petite fingers though it while YOU think I'm sleepin.
Ikati stares at him, mouth wide and a little drool sliping out of the corner.
Seashawna · Sun Jul 15, 2007 @ 10:32am · 0 Comments |