STRAWBERRY ICECREAM
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It was a very peaceful morning not until Natsume went down the sakura tree, where he usually sleeps. He can remember her scent in that certain smell, DAMN! It's his favorite flavor! It's strawberry, but how can a strawberry smell get here? Then Natsume face the human being who is the master of this strawberry smell crime, it's her, its Mikan sakura.
"What the hell is she carrying?" he asked in his thoughts.
"DAMN! It's a strawberry ice cream." He shouted in his thoughts.
"Hello there, Natsume." Mikan smiled.
The strawberry ice cream is very tempting, it's very delicious, it's mouthwatering.
"Where did you buy that, polka?" he answered, trying to hide his excited voice.
"I bought it in the canteen."
"oh." He answered.
"You love this flavor, don't you Natsume?" Mikan smiled teasingly.
"NO."
"Oh, of course you do."
"I told you, no."
"You do."
"Give me that polka." He smirked.
"What??" She asked stupidly.
"THAT ONE." He pointed the strawberry ice cream.
"Eh? This one? No!"
"Give THAT to me."
"NO!! I don't want. I bought it so I should be the one to eat it!"
"JUST GIVE THAT TO ME!!" He told her in a deadly way.
"No I don't want to."
"OH? You don't want to." Natsume stepped closer to her. 4 more steps hell is really near her, face to face.
He stepped again, 3 more steps.
"Don't go near me."
"I want to."
He stepped again, 2 more steps.
"You still don't want to give me that?"
"NO!."
Then he took the 2 steps.
He kissed her passionately then he broke the kiss and said.
"It's far better than your strawberry ice cream. And it's sweeter than that ice cream." And for the first time, Natsume smiled.
