[fic] Rice Pudding
Title: Rice Pudding
Author:
chibinecco
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Hatake Kakashi x Umino Iruka
List: 30kisses
Theme: #12 In a Good Mood
Rating: G
Warnings: gross food and mild OOCness
Iruka poked at the mysterious substance sitting on his kitchen table. Normally when he got home late from school by an hour or so he found an extra trap by Naruto or Konohamaru so he had reasonable base to be nervous around a mysterious blob of green goo. He poked at it again and it wiggled ominously.
He could tell it wasn't explosive, possibly highly flammable but not explosive. He put his hands together. "Kai." It wasn't an odd genjustsu. He cast another jutsu to examine it. Nothing poisonous was present just lots of artificial sugars.
Kakashi wandered in behind him silently. "Yo."
Iruka jumped forward into the counter before spinning his face red with annoyance and aggravation. "What on earth do you think you're doing?"
Kakashi's exposed eye widened though it was unclear what emotion was displayed it might just have been the raise of an eyebrow. "Saying hi?"
Iruka glared turning back to poking the unidentified glop. "What is this?"
Kakashi scratched the back of his head nervously. "Maa, It's rice pudding Iruka sensei."
Iruka turned to look at Kakashi dubiously. "It's green."
"Pudding is green."
"Rice pudding is white maybe a little yellow, and it doesn't retain shape."
"It's got little bits of rice in it and I used a jello packet."
Iruka sighed rubbing at his temples. Kakashi rarely tried to cook because whenever he did strange things happened. "May I ask, what recipe did you use?"
"I mixed rice with a green jello packet." Kakashi smiled jovially.
Iruka nodded. "I thought so. Kakashi, that's not how you make rice pudding."
Kakashi grinned harder. “I made it for you.”
Iruka smiled at Kakashi’s attempt it was nice. His lover never did have much experience with gift giving in addition to cooking. “It’s sweet, thank you, Kakashi; but I’m afraid I can’t eat it.”
Kakashi’s forced smile melted with despair.
“I’ll help you make a new batch though.”
Iruka thought the way Kakashi’s face lit up should be illegal. He leaned forward and kissed the masked lips softly. “Let’s go buy some ingredients and I’ll help you.” Even if he had grading to do, and decorations to put up, and parents to call, and presents to buy - making pudding with Kakashi would be the highlight of his week. He grabbed his scarf and opened the door for Kakashi, smiling at the way the man practically skipped down the hall. To anyone else it would look like his normal slouching-walk but Iruka knew, Kakashi was very happy, and Iruka couldn’t help but share the sentiment.