Bittersweet *What we used to be*

Polar star

the polar star dormitory is slightly different from my original dorm .

First off,  the levels are numbers unlike my zodiac floors. Second, the décor is old fashion.. unlike the modern style. the number of people in this dorm is at an ultimate low. unlike Zodiac's student number 37, the polar is at 4. Dojima-san showed me around. and then when we came to my room, He set his half of the stuff onto the bed as Saiba-san did the same.. " Well Hishita-san, It's almost dinner time, and it's our dorm master's turn to cook.. So I'll show you to the dinning room. " Dojima-san stated leading me out of the room and handing me the ley.. I could feel Saiba-san's eyes trailing every move we make. " You can just call me Nikita. " I whispered. Saiba-san laughed.. " Then you can call me Joichiro little lady. and call him Gin.. " He slung his arms around both Gin and I.  WE walked at a leisure pace as Gin stated that he had to get someone else for dinner.

" Ill make you something for dessert tonight so wait after dinner ok.." Joichiro ordered as I nodded.. " Don't take it the wrong way, Its just a welcome gift.." He blushed looking away.. Again I deadpanned. Like I would assume anything else.. we've only met just today.

" Fumio-san!!! Is dinner ready????!!!" He suddenly yelled as an older lady walked out of the kitchen with a apron on.. She looked to be in her late 30s or early 40s.. But she looked ready to kill with a knife in her hand.. " Joichiro.. set the table... " She ordered as he whined.. And her smile suddenly turned sinister,.. " Joichiro, set the table.." She ordered once again and one looked sent him running to set the table.   I stood there aqwardly and she motioned for me to grab plates from the kitchen.. I did as told in fear of her wrath.

As I sat in a chair, a smaller girl rushed to the seat beside me.  Her glasses making her eyes look bigger and he smelled like herbs of all kind.  Sher smiled up at me when I looked down.. I smiled back slightly until her smile turned to a glare.. Surprised.. I looked back to make sure she was glaring at me.. not to my surprise, Sitting on the other side of me was Joichiro. Seems we share a dislike for the red head..

" New girl! Introduce yourself. " Fumio-san ordered as I complied. I stood up slightly..
 " My name is Hishita Nikita.. I'm half Japanese Half Russian. Pleased to join your dorm.. " I bowed.. the other 4 around the table started to laugh.. " You didn't have to be so polite Hishita-san.. Nothing is ever proper in this dorm with someone living here.. " She pointed out a certain red head.  " I'm Jun.. so you can call me Jun.. I specialize in herbs..  And I guess I'm the last dorm member to introduce myself.. We used to have more but they all got expelled.. " She laughed off the fact.. The scary lady suddenly stood up..  " well, since it's your first day at the dorm.. Your making dessert.. Use whatever in the kitchen.. " She stood up and started to walk up the stairs.. " Call me when it's done... " And she disappeared.  Once again.. This dorm is much different than my previous one.. Everyone here acts as if they are family..

" Come on Nikita, remember, I'm making you a special treat.. " Joichiro yelled dragging me into the kitchen..  now looking at the kitchen, I can see that unlike the rest of the building, its was fairly modern.. Right away, I started to look for the factors for my dish.. A new York style cheese cake.

I was suddenly stopped by being pulled backwards by the waist and spun around to face the cabinets. " all the ingredients are in here little lady. " He almost purred as I pushed him away.. " I was getting to that " I growled as he chuckled starting his own creation. I gathered my ingredients

1/4 cup unsalted butter, melted , 1-1/2 cups graham cracker crumbs, 1-1/2 cups granulated sugar, 4 eight ounce packages cream cheese, softened, 1/2 cup heavy cream, 4 eggs, 1/4 cup all-purpose flour, 1 cup sour cream, 1 tsp vanilla

and then I started.

starting by preheating the oven to 350 degrees F, I greased the sides of a spring form pan. setting that aside, I  mixed butter and graham cracker crumbs into a large bowl and pressed it into bottom of pan. Placing that in the freezer, I started to make the filling..

In a large mixing bowl, I beat sugar and cream cheese by hand until it's completely mixed and I could no longer see the bits and chunks of sugar. Blending in the cream and adding eggs one at a time, I mixed after each egg for about 30 seconds.

Wiping my face with the back of my hand, I sighed. I haven't made an American dish in a while.

Next, I mixed in sour cream , flour and vanilla until it began to be smooth. Like a liquid gold, It was smooth with no chunks of anything in it.. Slowly,  pour the filling batter over the crust, I hit the sides of the pan softly, letting the air bubbles inside come to the top and pop.

In preheated oven I placed my creation in and started to cook it.. I need to let it cook for an hour. . I sighed and though about the next steps I need to make to serve my dish.. some kind of berry sauce to pour on top.. but as I turned to grab the ingredients for the sauce, a spoon entered my mouth.. A burst of sweet flavor hit my tongue.  I could almost see the a forest with fruits hanging from the tree. but the fruits are to heavy so they drop to the ground in splashes of color.. Its as if the fruits slash all over me.. I can feel the flavor wash over my whole body. And overwhelming twist to the traditional fruit jam.. Like a blast of lemon, It was still refreshing.. I opened the eyes I didn't realize were closed. Standing in front of me with a spoon in my mouth was the grinning devil child. He slowly pulled the spoon from my mouth making me crave more. My lips still slightly apart, He turned away, glancing at me still grinning.. " That was your preview of the dessert I'm making you.. You'll have to wait for the rest. " He explained smiling down at me. 

A tease.. That's what he is.  but his dish.. that jello. It was like a ice.. It wasn't like the candy treat children ate.. It had a punch to it.. As if the devil himself made it to shock children. Just thinking about it made my mouth water.. It's no wonder his nickname is Asura.  a demon.. That's what it's called.. I never thought his personality would resemble one.. From what I had heard, He was supposed to be laid back and easy going but the rumors were all wrong.. He is a demon.. A demon of the cooking world.  AS the oven rung, I opened the door to see my slightly browned cheese cake. I slowly brought it out of the oven and  placed it directly into the fridge to cool.  and started on the sauce.

I felt hands go onto my waist and I stiffen. " I'm done~" His voice coos as he steps away and I turn around to a little plate of  Orange jello with different color orbs inside of it.. A red/pink syrup dripping from the top of it. Slowly he spoons a portion of it for me and holds it up to my mouth.. " Come on.. Try it." His smile was no longer sinister but sincere. Closing my lips around the spoon, I was once again blown away with a blast of fruit flavor and icy feeling. As the soft jello melted away in my mouth, My tongue hit hard substance and as I bit into them, another burst of flavor washed over me.. My knees trembling slightly in excitement as my brain tried to identify all the flavors. Each color orb is a different fruit flavor. Once again, He pulled the spoon away from me..  " Try it with this now.. " And he scooped up a little more with a purplish syrup on it. A whole different flavor. It's then that I realized that the syrups were different flavors from the same regional fruits.. The first was icy while this one is warm.. like being In a field or strawberries.  He grins again as he takes his thumb wiping away some syrup from the corner of my mouth.. " You better finish your dessert.. Fumio-san gets cranky if you make her wait to long.. "  With that, He walked out of the kitchen leaving behind his fearsome creation.

I placed my dish on the table.. Covered in glistening strawberry syrup, I served each person a slice of my cake.  As they ate, I could see the glow around them and they truly looked like a family, Talking to each other happily as they ate. " It taste like something a mother would make for her child after a great accomplishment.. Like a job well done.. " Fumio-san thought out loud as Jun agreed with a quite nod. Gin ate silently.. but looked up before walking away to his room with a quiet thank you.

I watched him leave and I felt slightly saddened that he left without even glancing in my direction.

What I didn't know was that Someone else was feeling the same thing but about me.