White Day?

senkoh:

u-zumakikushina:

^{Valentine’s day had ended a few weeks ago, and Kushina couldn’t forget how special it was, since Minato had something prepared for her. The strawberries were truly scrumptious and amazing, and the flowers were really lovely. Not to mention what happened…}

^Anyway.

^{In order to repay him, what more day could she do it other than the White Day. It is when guys show their appreciation back to their partner just two weeks after Valentine’s day, and in return they need to have a present for the other, and not just any present, it should be white.}

^{She knew it was the other way around but——since Minato was the one who got something for her, this time, she needed to have something very special for him too.}

^{Kushina wouldn’t lose to him——no matter what happens.}

^{An idea in mind, the vermilionette didn’t lose anymore time. Quickly, she ran out of the house and went straight to the grocery store to buy the all the ingredients needed.} 

^{‘Okay, let’s see…’}

^{Cookies. Check. Butter. Check. Cream cheese. Check. Sugar. Check. Sour Cream. Check. Vanilla. Check. Eggs… check, and lastly, a semi-sweet chocolate. Check!’} 

^{She ran through the list again, making sure she didn’t miss anything. Once done paying, Kushina scurried back home, pulling the baby blue apron with the Uzushio symbol on it, tying it at her back, as she pulled her long, crimson tresses into a high ponytail. She needs to get things done before he gets home.}

^{The recipe was quite easy, though mashing the cookies was the hardest part for her. It was hard and at the same time, she wanted to remain the cookies texture crushed and smooth.}

^{With a few hours of heating and and beating and baking, Kushina took a final exhale, got the cake out of the oven with her pot-holder-gloved hands, and smiled, satisfied with the result of her first ever Cookie-cheesecake. But, not yet done though, with the remaining chocolate and butter, heating it, she spread it across the cake’s top, and when done, she put it in the fridge to cool.}

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^{When the blond got home, the crimsonette rushed over to him, enveloping her arms around his neck as she greeted ‘Happy White Day, Minato!’ with a cheeky grin across her features. She let him took off his cloak first, then she led her out in the kitchen, where she got everything prepared; with the cake on the middle.}

^{With one last peek, she didn’t let him enter the kitchen first unless he covers his eyes. But due to her excitement, Kushina did it though, leading his way in front of the dining table, and with a countdown of 5, she released her hand from his vision, and smiled eagerly as her hands placed themselves at her back.}

^{“Happy White Day again, Minato! Thank you and I love you!”}

^{Minato was greeted by a rather joyful wife when he arrived back home, the corners of his lips curving when she embraced him tightly. Ah, the great things to look forward to when work ended.}

^{A kiss would have made this greeting even better because who wouldn’t want one after a long day of work? He guessed it would have to wait. Perhaps later.}

^{After removing his cloak, flak jacket, leg wrappings and hitai-ite, he followed Kushina into the kitchen where hands clamped over his eyes, promptly bumping him into the door frame.}

^{❝Ku   ❞}

^{He wasn’t even going to question her. Knowing Kushina and being White Day, she was probably trying to surprise him with one of her delicious meals, or even better, cake. He resisted the temptation to look through the cracks between her fingers and even if he tried to, Kushina would sense it and probably apply pressure to them so it was safer to keep them shut to his own benefit.}

^{“5,” he heard her say. They began taking steps forward.}

^{“4.” His keen sense of smell told him something sweet was waiting for him at the table.}

^{“3.” Bumping into a chair was so not the business. He was probably going to get a bruise now.}

^{“2.” Was that chocolate he smelled?}

^{“1.” Kushina’s hands dropped from his eyes and he looked.}

^{In the middle of the table sat a most round dessert, topped with cooled chocolate sauce, its sides revealing it to be the infamous cheesecake.}

^{He looked at Kushina, surprise written all over his face. She truly had outdone herself this time. ❝It isn’t pink,❞ he noticed, a wide smile breaking across his lips before he began laughing. Their joke was always going to be there so long as she made cakes for him.}

^{He wrapped his arms around her, giving her the sweetest kiss he’s been wanting before releasing her.}

^{❝I love you too.❞}