When Ruka arrived home, she burst through the door, arms filled with baskets and buckets! She wore the biggest smile on her face! Today, she was going to bake with Veneziano for Christmas presents. She'd been looking forward to this since the Halloween party! She loved learning new recipes from him. The alone time wasn't unwanted either. She somehow found the kitchen, giggling like child!
"I found plenty of things to put the baked goods in, Veneziano! Will they do?"
A light laugh escaped her as their hands touched, reaching for the same measuring cup. Her cheeks flushed at the idea of their hands touching. It was like that magic picture she'd watched. The young man and the young woman had held hands and made their faces touch. Another giggle out of nervous laughter. She knew Father would scold her for such thoughts, but she couldn't help it.
Italy looked over at her and smiled when she giggled. He was Italian and - like Grandpa Rome's song went - in Heaven, the Italians were the lovers. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. He rather liked this young woman. She was cute, he liked spending time with her and perhaps just as important, she liked pasta.
"She liked pasta." LOL! LMAO!purpleeyeangelJanuary 11 2011, 04:01:53 UTC
Ruka went quiet instantly. Their faces touched...! Her face went red as a small smile tried to hide behind her bangs, to no avail. She finally got the courage to look up, still flustered in the cheeks.
"Th-th-thank... y-y-you... Hm..." She stammered cutely. She didn't know what else to say. Minako hadn't told her what to do when you touched faces...
"We just put it all in? That's easy! Hahaha!" She poured in a few smaller powders. Brushing some loose hair out of her face, she got some flour on her cheek without realizing it.
"Yep! We put it all in and mix it up!" He added the eggs to mixture. "Let's mix this up then we can get it ready to cut shapes out of it." He chuckled seeing that she had brushed flour onto her face. "You look like a baker," he said with a smile.
Oh... she knew someone named that. "Well, a baker is just someone who bakes bread and cookie and cakes... You definitely don't look like Baker." He chuckled. "You have flour on your face."
"Baker bakes the bread in the market..." She glanced down at her cheeks. She could just see some white in the edge of her view. "Oh... Do bakers look like this then?"
"Oh I see. Hm~! I guess I do look like one then!" She broke out into a big smile. She picked up a cookie cutter. "We get to use these next, right? Once the dough is ready?"
"I found plenty of things to put the baked goods in, Veneziano! Will they do?"
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"Th-th-thank... y-y-you... Hm..." She stammered cutely. She didn't know what else to say. Minako hadn't told her what to do when you touched faces...
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