After handing the task of overseeing the third round of the Chunin Exams to Hayate Gekko, Uchiha Hikaru headed straight for Anko Mitarashi's home.
After all, Hikaru couldn't think of a better candidate to serve as the examiner for the second round. Kakashi, Gai, Asuma—they were all instructors, and their own students would be participating in the exam.
To avoid any accusations of favoritism, it was best not to let them act as examiners. And honestly, Hikaru didn't feel like searching for a replacement. Letting Anko handle it again, just like in the original exam years ago, seemed like the simplest and most logical solution.
By the time he arrived at her house, it was already late. Moonlight blanketed the village in silver. Hikaru followed the route he remembered and soon stood at Anko's door.
Noticing the lights were off, he climbed in through the window, flicked on the lights, pulled ingredients from the fridge, and started cooking.
It was only then he realized—Anko had probably never eaten a proper home-cooked meal in years, much less one prepared for her.
He glanced at the wall clock.
"Seven o'clock? There's still time. Shouldn't be a problem."
He created two shadow clones to help—one washing vegetables, the other slicing them—while he handled the cooking himself.
At the same time, Anko was just leaving Orochimaru's research lab after finishing the day's final experiment. She peeled off her rubber gloves with a tired sigh.
"Ugh~ I'm exhausted."
"What's with Orochimaru lately? Why all these extra experiments all of a sudden?"
"They never let me handle this many before. Said I'd mess things up..."
"If I'd known, I wouldn't have taken so many assignments…" (;一_一)
Anko cracked her neck, flexed her wrists, and threw her blood-stained lab coat into the bin for cleaning.
Stretching with a satisfied groan, she muttered, "Mmm~"
"Ow, my head. I swear I'm going to grow another brain at this rate."
"Too bad the dango shop's already closed… I was really craving something sweet~" (｡•́︿•̀｡)
The thought of missing her usual dessert after a long day weighed heavily on her. She kicked the wall twice in frustration.
"Stupid life!"
Dragging her weary body, she finally made her way home.
But as she neared her house, she noticed something strange: the lights were on.
Her mood immediately worsened. Her brow twitched. Annoyance flared.
"Did that blind idiot break into my house again?"
"I'm already in a crap mood… perfect timing. I'm gonna enjoy kicking his ass." (¬_¬)
She started imagining the scene—storming in and showing off some moves.
Quietly, she climbed through the window.
But as she stepped into her living room, her nose caught an impossibly sweet, delicate scent—gentle and smooth like feathers brushing over her senses, tickling the edge of awareness.
[So sweet! (╯▽╰ ) What is this heavenly smell!?]
As a lifelong lover of sweets, Anko had never smelled anything like it. She immediately began salivating, her throat going dry.
Then she saw the table.
It was covered with dishes she didn't even recognize. Next to one of the chairs hung a blue combat uniform, with the unmistakable Uchiha fan pattern half-exposed on the back.
She rubbed her eyes. Pinched her cheek.
[Is this a dream? …He's back?]
She didn't even notice the sound of the kitchen fan turning off.
In the kitchen, Uchiha Hikaru poured milk tea from the kettle into two cups, then walked out toward the living room.
The moment he stepped through the doorway, he saw Anko frozen at the window, eyes wide.
Three years had passed. Her face hadn't changed much, but she now carried the unique aura of a research shinobi. She wore her usual khaki jacket, her hair a little messy from the long day, clearly untended.
"Anko," Hikaru said softly, lifting the kettle with a smile, "welcome home."
"Sweet drink. Want some?"
Anko launched herself at him.
She wrapped her arms around him tightly—and her legs, too—clinging to him like a vine.
Then, without hesitation, she kissed him hard, her mouth devouring his like a starving beast.
Hikaru didn't hold back either. He met her kiss with equal force. The two clashed fiercely until Anko finally pulled back a few minutes later.
Her face was flushed, but there was no embarrassment in her eyes. Instead, she licked her lips slowly—bitten red and raw—her tone half-scolding, half-satisfied.
"You trying to bite my tongue off?" (≖‿≖✿)
"…No, screw it. I can't wait. Let me taste you first~"
She snatched the kettle of milk tea straight from Hikaru's hand and began chugging it directly, ignoring the cups.
The thick, sweet milk tea poured down her throat. The rich flavor coated her tongue and sent jolts of pleasure through her system. Some of it spilled from her lips and dripped down her pale neck, trailing along her collarbone and disappearing beneath her clothes into the valley between her—
"Cough, cough!" Hikaru turned his head, flustered. (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ)
"Don't drink it all. There's still a ton of food."
"You'll need the energy later, won't you?"
Hearing that, Anko finally set the kettle down. Her pink tongue flicked out to clean the corner of her mouth in one smooth motion.
"You've got a point~"
She pulled out a chair and sat across from Hikaru, pointing at the table.
"This is the first time I've ever had anything you cooked."
"Aren't you going to introduce it?"
Candied sweet potatoes. Corn cakes. Sweet soup. Fried cheese. Golden sponge cakes.
Hikaru had specially prepared five types of dessert just for her. Even if it was a little sugary, he didn't want to overload her chakra system.
This wasn't some fantasy world. They were ninja. Food mattered.
As Hikaru explained the cooking process for each dish, Anko listened carefully and tasted each one in turn. Each bite brought a different type of sweetness—soft, rich, crisp, airy—and every unique texture pushed her closer to euphoria.
She was in sugar heaven.
By the end of the meal, she was resting her head in one hand, elbow on the table, eyes half-lidded with bliss. Her legs, hidden under the table, slowly slid across to his.
Then gently, teasingly, she began to trace his thigh.
"…I've had enough dessert," she murmured, voice low and hot.
"Now I want to eat something else~" (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
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