Akihiko is sitting on his couch reading the newspaper. Misaki enters the luxury apartment.

'I got you an ice cream cone.'

Akihiko acknowledges his lover's entry, but continues reading.

'I know you don't really like sweets, but it's hot and I thought you might like a cool treat.'

Akihiko looks up from the paper and smirks, obviously pleased that Misaki was thinking of him.

'The scoop on top has melted, but the scoop on bottom should be even better.'

Misaki handed over the melting treat.

'Is Misaki on the bottom?'

'WHAT? NO!'

'Too bad. I'd prefer Misaki much more than ice cream.'

'DON'T SAY WEIRD STUFF! Look, the ice cream has already melted!'

He pointed to the nearly empty ice cream cone.

'Then let's make a new ice cream cone.'

Akihiko stood up.

'Huh?'

Akihiko dropped the cone.

'This time we'll make Misaki on top.'

'STUPID USA___'

Akihiko silenced the protesting boy with his lips.

'Are you afraid you will melt from our heat?'

'NO!'

Akihiko took Misaki over his shoulder.

'We can make Miskai on bottom then, but that's not as fun.'

'NO!'

Misaki tried to argue, but in true Misaki style, he succumbed to Akihiko's sweet, creamy, cool charm.