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Cookies

written by Kurosu

He sat on the barstool with his legs crossed and leaning slightly forward, over the counter, while his brown eyes were glued on the restless figure running about before him. He was uncertain of what to say to the young girl, but a word might disrupted her rhythm, so he decided to remain silent a while longer.

He took his eyes off her briefly, letting them explore the residence he was currently. It was the first time he was in her home. Well, the first time he had left Japan and travelled halfway across the globe... just to see her. When he had announced the news to their friends, they were mildly shocked but supported the two nonetheless.

But he had the worst luck.

Of all the days of summer, he chosed a hectic week to visit her. Then again, the ticket was cheapest around this time. He could hear his inner self laughing nervously if he had brought it up to his girlfriend. She would call him a 'baka' and bop his head. Not that he minded. By now, he was used to her little antics with him. He could always get back at her afterwards. He grinned at the thought.

"What's with the smirk, Tai-chan?" a curious voice brought him out of his reverie.

"Oh um.. well, I was wondering.. if the cookies were pink?" he chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. She rolled her eyes. "I'm kidding, Mii-chan!" He perched both elbows on the counter and watched her pull an empty cookie tray from the side and lay the cookie sheet on it. She took a measuring spoon to scoop out the cookie dough and placed it on the sheet.

"Chocolate chip!" he said gleefully, trying to get a small taste from the mixture.

"Tai!" she admonished him, gently smacking his hand with her spoon. "These are for the bake sale! You should at least wait till after they're baked."

He pouted and pretended to nurse his wounded hand, "When do I get some Mimi time?"

She paused and looked at him with a soft expression, "After today, you'll have me for the rest of your stay." She placed the spoon and bowl down and lifted herself slightly over the counter, towards him, and gave him a light kiss on his lips. "I promise." She then resumed her baking while a dazed Taichi sat on the stool like a good boy, satisfied with her answer.

Three hours later, Taichi carried out two pink boxes in his arms, down the steps of a building. Mimi, with another two boxes, was following right behind him. The two were a mess, flour and frosting stuck around the edges of their faces as if they hurriedly cleaned up after a battle in the kitchen. They handed the boxes carefully to the young blonde boy and the chauffer by the black car.

He smiled at them, "Thanks a bunch, Mimi, for doing this. And Taichi, for helping too." The boxes of cookies were secured properly within the trunk. The chauffer closed the trunk, as the boy spoke to his friends, "Are you sure you don't want a ride to the campus? It'll be faster than catching the bus."

"Thanks, Michael," Mimi sighed, "but we can't go looking like this. Plus I-I mean, WE have to clean up the mess Tai made."

"Hey-!" She pinched him before he could get out another world that included the blame on her too. Michael laughed with understanding and exchanged a few more words before he entered the car, and it drove down the street. Mimi watched the the car was out of sight and suddenly jerked forward, because Taichi had glomped her from behind, wrapping his arms around her small frame, and rested his chin on her right shoulder.

"I hope you left me some cookies," he grinned.

"Tai-chan, don't think I didn't know you took a few cookies when I wasn't looking."

"No way! I did no such thing!" he tried to look innocent, as she turned around in his arms to face him.

Mimi encircled her arms around his waist and clasped her hands together behind him, making certain he would not escape. She was merely a centimeter from his face, and he could feel her breath on his skin, "Yes well, it's a good thing I factored that in and made extras for each batch."

He raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?"

"Of course, knowing that tummy of yours is like a black hole," she giggled and stuck her tongue out.

"Very funny."