"Misaki! Whats for dinner, darling?" Usagi san asked in a lovey dovey voice. "Whatever you want. And I told you not to call me that." Misaki answered. "I want... You." Usagi san seductivly said. He looked over to see that Misaki was blushing. Hard. "I know what about salted salmon!" Misaki said ignoring Usagi san's request. "But I don't want salmon. I want you." Usagi san complained. "I love-" Misaki stopped in the middle of his sentence realizing what he was about to say. "I love...salmon though!" Misaki tryed his hardest to cover up what he said before. But, of course, Usagi knew what Misaki was trying to say. "Misaki, I know what you were just about to say. It's okay just say it." Usagi san said, smiling. "U-Usagi ...san... I... love you." "I know. " usagi san said and gently kissed Misaki's forehead. "I love you too."