After a rather long break, I'm back! With a spanking new chapter for 10 Days! Removed the crappy chapter for the previous chapter 2, hope you guys will enjoy this one! Cheers!

Day 2: Just don't burn the damn kitchen down.

Tsukasa lay contented on his bed, smiling to himself as the start of a glorious day began.

I hugged her. And she actually said thank you!

Tsukasa's grin grew even wider as he recalled what had happened after the disaster of a movie. She had allowed him to take her out for supper and they had spent a rather pleasant time chatting. For one, he managed to wheedle out that she did not like to eat beef steak at all, preferring traditional Japanese food instead. And that she had only dated one guy before.

Well, he hadn't dated anyone before. But hey! He could have gotten any girl he wanted! Just that he didn't want to, or so he believed. (Akira and Soujiro thought otherwise.)

She has such a nice smile, her hair's just such a lovely brown, and oh! Her waist is so...

"GOOD MORNING VIRGIN BOY!" Akira and Soujiro greeted cheerily as they slammed is bedroom door open. "My my, why are you STILL in bed?! Go get your girl some breakfast or something!"

Annoyed at having his train of thoughts interrupted, Tsukasa sat up immediately, eyebrows furrowing in displeasure as his two friends seated themselves comfortably into the sofa.

"How did you two manage to get into my apartment?!"

"You gave us a spare set of keys before." Soujiro waved a bunch of keys in front of him. "So, how was yesterday?"

Tsukasa gave up trying to recall when he ever did so and merely smirked that the two. "I'm not telling you." He smirked again. Akira and Soujiro rolled their eyes at each other as Tsukasa basked in self-satisfaction. They already knew what had happened. The hugging incident, supper at a rather dimly-lit café (apparently there had been a blackout in that area Akira had found out later) and that was about it.

Was there anything to be proud of? Then again, this was Tsukasa's FIRST date.

"Whatever Tsukasa. Suit yourself. Between, are you going out with her later?" Akira drawled.

"I asked her over for dinner!" Tsukasa said proudly. "I'm going to cook!" At that, Akira and Soujiro nearly flipped in their seats.

"Hang on Tsukasa. You're going to cook?" Soujiro asked.

"Yeah. Why?"

"If I remember correctly, you couldn't even cook ramen in high school. You couldn't light the stove for goodness sake." Akira looked panicky.

"That was in high school."

"You eat out all the time. How the hell are you going to cook a MEAL?"

"I can."

"You can't."

"I AM DOUMYOUJI TSUKASA!" At that, the two playboys fell silent and looked at each other. "Let's go Akira." Soujiro got up from the sofa. "I don't want to die in a fire right here. Tsukasa, just don't burn the kitchen down."

"Tsukasa, like DAMN IT! SWITCH OFF THE DAMN STOVE NOW!" Soujiro shrieked as he cut the vegetables. Somehow, Tsukasa had pleaded with them rather violently to force them to help him COOK.

"I can't find the knob!" Tsukasa yelled as the soup in the pot bubbled VERY dangerously, hissing and all.

"Oh my goodness." Soujiro merely said a silent prayer that somehow, he won't get a cut finger or worse still, die in Tsukasa's kitchen and turned off the gas knob. "You are such a moron head Tsukasa. Where the hell is Akira and his potatoes?" Lucky Akira. He had conveniently volunteered to get potatoes to make his famous Akira 'whipped potato'. Right.

Tsukasa looked in amazement at the knob Soujiro has just turned, eyes widening. "I never knew you could turn off the stove that way. Do you light it the same way too?"

"YES! NOW STOP OGLING AT THE STOVE AND HELP ME MARINATE THE BEEF STEAK!"

"Soujiro, is the oven supposed to be making such a strange noise? It's cackling." Tsukasa peered at the oven. Soujiro wiped his hands on his apron, Gosh, I look like a damned obaasan, but before he could do anything, there was a loud explosion.

"TSUKASA! You are supposed to POUR the chocolate cake MIXTURE into the baking pan!"

"I hope you don't mind this simple fare." Tsukasa told Tsukushi as he pulled out her chair for her. Somehow, through some miracle, Soujiro and Akira (who finally came back from buying potatoes but not having bought any in the process) managed to help Tsukasa whip up a decent dinner. It's really up to one to define decent.

"I am used to simple fare. Thanks for inviting me over anyway." Tsukushi said simply, rather impressed with the tidiness of Tsukasa's apartment, unaware that Akira had frantically packed everything up, shoving them under the sofa, into the cupboard or behind the television set. If Tsukushi had been alert, she would have noticed that the cushioned chair she was sitting on had bits of paper sticking out. All from Time magazines.

"Well then, be prepared for a gastronomical delight!" Tsukuasa beamed as he dished out the two plates of beefsteak. Tsukushi stared at it. The steak looked suspiciously black, or was it merely the candlelight that hindered her from seeing? She gave Tsukasa the benefit of the doubt. She cut one small portion and put it into her mouth, chewing it thoughtfully.

"I must say it's...very well done." She said, trying hard not to spit it out. It tasted like leather, horrible leather.

Tsukasa's grin grew wider. "I like my steak well done. Kills all the bacteria. Eat more then!" Tsukushi smiled weakly. She chewed until her tongue suddenly felt something.

She quickly spit it out and to her horror, saw a SCREW in front of her in the middle of the hardened beef.

"Doumyouji Tsukasa, what is the meaning of this?!" She shouted, as Tsukasa was about to touch the whipped potatoes.

"What?" He looked puzzled.

"SCREW YOU DOMYOUJI! You don't have to kill me using this way you know!"

"What the hell are you talking about you stupid woman?!"

"You PUT A DAMN SCREW INTO MY BEEF!"

"I didn't!"

"Then what's this?" Tsukushi held up a small shiny metallic object.

"That's just aluminium foil!" Tsukasa defended himself.

"A very HARD piece of aluminium foil! I am not eating damn it! The food sucks and I must say you're no where the world class chef you said you were over the phone! YOU FRIGGING LIAR!"

"YOU BITCH! DON'T YOU DARE GO! I AM A WORLD CLASS CHEF!"

"I will not argue with deluded guys. It's been nice knowing you Doumyouji, but I can't go out with a man who tries to kill me with a screw. GOODBYE!" And with that, Tsukushi stormed out of the door.

"YOU BITCH!" Tsukasa screamed ahs he stabbed his fork dangerously into the beef steak. The fork merely bounced off.

"Great, I can't possibly win the bet now that the stupid bitch has walked out on me. Stupid ungrateful bitch of a Makino Tsukushi". Tsukasa uttered.

Outside the apartment, Tsukushi merely laughed. "Screw you Doumyouji. Now I'll see whether you come begging to me tomorrow for forgiveness. I'll win this bet for sure."

R..E.V.I.E.W! Rui's going to appear soon, very soon and i'll promise you it'll be a fun chapter with Rui around! But review this chapter!