Anime Oneshots

A Spoonful of Sugar (Natsuki x Reader)

Author's note: Heya! This is the other chapter that I promised. Natsuki isn't my favorite member of St☆rish, but he is so adorable. You're probably thinking "why two Uta Pri chapters in a row?" Well, I'm 1,000% obsessed with the show (see what I did there?) and nobody is requesting anything, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Anyways, see you in the next chapter! (｀・ω・')
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Out of all the days to be sick, it had to be today? I was supposed to go to Natsuki's house for viola lessons, but here I am stuck at home with a "minor" fever. "Well, then I'll come to you!" Natsuki replied over the phone. Before I could refute, he hung up, followed by the ringing doorbell.

"You could have just canceled," I coughed.

"I don't want to leave you alone. Here, I'll make you some cake." Natsuki started to make his way to the kitchen, and I ran after him with whatever energy I had. Don't get me wrong, I love cake, but if Natsuki is in the kitchen, I have to be there in case:
1. His glasses fall off
2. He burns down my entire house

"I'll help you. We'll make a cake together. What flavor should we make?" I asked.

"Well, I've never had cheesecake before. How about we make that?"

"Sounds good. That's actually something I know how to make without a recipe." I got out cream cheese, vanilla extract, a jar of sugar, a spatula, and anything else we needed. "Just follow what I say to do and we'll make the perfect cheesecake, okay?" Natsuki nodded. I hate sounding bossy, but after Syo told me about the time Natsuki tried to make cupcakes for Haruka, I'm not about to take any chances. I put on a mask to cover my mouth so I won't have to cough in my sleeve every five seconds. "Alright, I'll heat up the cream cheese. You'll crack the eggs. Sounds good?" Natsuki nodded again. I heated up the cream cheese while observing Natsuki. I shouldn't be this paranoid. He's just cracking five eggs, it's not like I told him to preheat the oven. Suddenly, I started to get overheated. I was about to collapse, but thankfully Natsuki was right there to catch me in his arms.

"You should rest. I'll make some tea." He placed me on the couch and started to make tea.

"Thanks, Natsuki. The recipe for the cheesecake is in that drawer. You'll have to make it without me." I'm glad he knew which drawer I was talking about because I did not feel like getting up. I heard the sound of glasses falling to the floor, which was defidently not good. I snuck off of the couch while Satsuki wasn't looking and carefully picked up his glasses. I've dealt with Satsuki before, but I've never done it alone. I'm crouched to the ground, inches away from him. Now what? I didn't know what to do, so I simply reached as close to his face as possible to put his glasses back on. Huge mistake. Satsuki grabbed my wrists and stared straight into my eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?" He growled. Before I could reply, Satsuki scooped me up and carried me to the couch. My first attempt at confronting Satsuki was a fail, but that didn't stop me. On the second try, my tea was ready, so I used that to my advantage.

"Here, Satsuki, try a sip." I poured a cup of tea and offered it to him.

"No thanks." He swatted the cup out of my hand, causing the tea to spill on the tile floor. Just my luck, I stepped in the piping hot liquid, which burned the bottom of my foot. I limped away from the puddle and sat down. Satsuki crouched down to my level and stared at me. I took my chances and quickly placed the glasses on Satsuki's face. He blinked once, twice, three times, then he was back to normal. He instantly became concerned.

"Are you okay!? What happened?" Natsuki placed his arm on my shoulder.

"It's nothing. I was just clumsy," I fibbed while blinking back tears. Natsuki picked me up again, carried me to the couch, and sat down with me still in his arms.

"Just rest." I looked up at Natsuki in confusion. "I'll bake the cake. All you have to do is rest." Natsuki embraced me tighter as I felt myself getting sleepy.

"Don't burn the house down, okay?" I yawned before falling asleep.

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I awoke sometime later, and looked at the time: 8:00 at night. Can't believe I slept for 5 hours. Natsuki still has his arms wrapped around me, my head resting against his chest. He was sleeping peacefully. I'm still sick, but I think my fever went down.

"Glad you slept well." Natsuki woke up and yawned.

"And the same to you," I replied. "So, you didn't make the cake?"

"I did. Take a look." I reluctantly made my way to the dining room table, unaware of what I'd find. Lying on the table was a perfect cheesecake with a picture of Piyo chan on top made out of melted chocolate. "I know you like chocolate, so I drew Piyo chan with melted chocolate. Try a bite." Natsuki extended a fork towards me. I leaned toward the fork to take a bite, but in a blink of an eye, I found myself lips-to-lips with Natsuki. I tasted the flavor of cream cheese and chocolate on his lips. My face started burning up, but it wasn't because of my fever.

"It's sweet." I blushed.

"Not as sweet as you." Natsuki placed another kiss on my lips.

"Meanie, I want an actual bite," I whined before he let me have a piece.

"Your fever went down." Natsuki placed his hand on my forehead. We took the cake and moved to the living room. I turned on the TV while Natsuki placed the cake on the coffee table. He was hiding something behind his back.

"What is that?" I pointed to the yellow plushie hidden behind him.

"Ta-da! It's a Piyo chan plushie! I'm giving him to you so you can feel better." Natsuki dropped the adorable doll in my arms and placed a kiss on my forehead. "Now you need your rest so I can teach you how to play the viola like I promised." I layed down and used Natsuki as a pillow, who was running his fingers through my hair while humming Promise to Sirius.

"Good night," I yawned.

"Sweet dreams, my love." Natsuki continued to hum his melody and I soundly fell asleep.

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Author's note: It's a piece of cake to make a pretty cake. If the way is hazy. You gotta do the cooking by the book. You know you can't be lazy. Never use a messy recipe. The cake will end up crazy. You gotta do the cooking by the book. Then you'll have a cake! We gotta have it made. You know that I love cake. Finally it's time to make a cake. See you in the next chapter! (｀・ω・')