.... more on chris + kanako...

<yet another JP from us... looks like we've got a record of posting
once a day for the past week... while we've done alot, inside the
posts, Jack and Chris have been a bit lazy on their shore leave...>
<snip>
"Ok, What you fancy?"
"whatever you can cook, i'm not fussy about food." She said, and got
up. "give me 20 minutes." and walked off to the shower.
<end snip>
Chris walked in to the Kitchen, feeling the happiest he had in
twenty years, he didn't know why, but he didn't really care either,
it was a good feeling.
Meanwhile, Kanako was feeling strangely similar. After dropping her
step-brother, she felt renewed, so much so that she almost started
singing.
Chris stood in the Kitchen, wondering what to make, he wanted to
impress Kanako with his first meal for her, but he was afraid of
screwing up, eventually, he got up, and walked over to the fridge,
that had been glaring at him all this time. He could hear the
shower running, and a soft humming flowing through the air around
him. The humming filled him with happiness as he reached in the
fridge for some eggs, bacon, mushrooms, suasages, and the rest, to
cook a fry up, and put a proper kettle on, for some coffee to go
with brunch. A few minutes later, when he was in the middle of
cooking, the soubd of sizzling bacon filling the room, Kanako
stepped into the kitchen, but Chris didn't notice her. She walked
up behind him, and put her arms around him. Chris smiled as she put
her arms around him, he risked a glance away from the bacon to see
what she was wearing. Her hair was done up, as she usually had it,
but instead of her usual black dress, she had a shorter black skirt,
with a white sleeveless shirt. She looked up at him as he turned
round, and smiled.
"Your looking lovely as usual" said Chris as he turned back to the
bacon, which he removed from the pan and placed the bacon onto a
plate with eggs, waffles (you get the idea) and placed both plates
on a small table.
She sniffed the air. "mmm, that smells better than i've had in a
long while." she said, sitting at the table.
"As i said, im not a bad cook" he said as he blushed at the
compliment. "Enjoy"
"i'm sure i will." she said, picking up a piece of bacon on her
fork, and slowly put it in her mouth. As she chewed, she looked at
him, and smiled. Chris relaxed, feeling the thumbs up.
"You like?"
She swallowed, and her mouth spread into a wide smile. "no, its
awful." she said, laughing.
"Cool, listen, i hear there's a good movie on the TV later" said
Chris in between mouthfuls, "Wanna watch it?"
"what is it?" she asked. "not a war film i hope." she said,
enjoying every mouthful.
"No war film" chuckled Chris, "Erm, it's what guys like to call a
chick flick."
Chris tensed, expecting a slap round the face....
but none came, she just smiled at him. "you got any popcorn?" she
asked.
"Plenty" he grinned internally, "So is that a yes?"
"yeah, what time is it on?" she said, looking at her watch.
"Not till 11.30 tonight"
"ooh, plenty of time then." she said, cleaning off her plate. "you
are a good cook." she added, "i couldn't eat another thing."
"Thank you" said Chris as his face turned Crimson, "Coffee?"
"yes please." she said, getting up and hugging chris. "i hope
you're as good at coffee as you are with breakfast... when you're
not hungover that is." she added. "have you got any cream?"
"I think so, let me check" he said as he got up and walked over to
the fridge.
She picked up the two empty plates, and instinctively began to wash
them.
"Hey, hey, leave that, go and sit down, let me do it" he said,
walking over to Kanako.
"no, i can't, you cooked, i'll clean. that's how it works." she
said, still cleaning.
He put his arms around Kanako, "Come on, let me do it"
"i'm nearly done now anyway, i might as well finish." she said,
trying to stop him from pulling her away.
He pecked at her neck, "Are you gonna stop already?" he asked her.
she giggled, "ok." she said, finally giving up as she put the last
thing to drain. "i'm done now anyway."
"Damn, you beat me" he said, stroking her hair gently, "Now,
cream..." he said, wondering back over to the fridge.
"hehe, i like getting my way." she said, following him to the
fridge, and peeking over his shoulder.
"Ah ha, here we are, cream" he said removing it from the fridge and
putting the kettle on again.
She wandered off and sat on the sofa, curling up in the corner of
it. Mr. Bigglesworth jumped down from the bed onto her lap. She
stroked him as Chris walked into the room holding two cups of
coffee, he placed both of them on his coffee table and sat down next
to Kanako.
"its strange how i'm good with cats, but nothing else."
<tag me, for tomorrow...>