Lemon is my favourite flavour

A/N: Just a brief warning: Yaten, in this story, is a man and not a woman, so please don't start your comments: But Yaten's a girl…bla. Thanks.

"Are you sure?" Minako asked wrinkling her nose in doubt. She eyed what he held in his lap at the other end of the couch and pouted. "What's wrong with it?" Yaten asked incredulously. "Lemon sorbet?" Minako questioned. "Out of all of the flavours in the freezer you chose lemon sorbet? " "I happen to like it," the silver-haired singer pouted, scooping a big spoonful out of his bowl and stuffing it in his mouth.

"But you have Cookies and Cream, Rocky Road, Peanut Butter Cup, Phish Food, and Chocolate Fudge Brownie in there," Minako pointed out, taking a bite out of her Cookies and Cream ice cream. "I know. I bought them. Sometimes a guy wants something a little lighter," Yaten admitted and slumped down into the couch. "Are we watching a movie now or are we discussing my ice-cream preferences?" He asked slightly impatient and fished for the remote.

The blonde Sailor scout raised an eyebrow in question and giggled. "Are you sure you're not gay?" Yaten rolled his eyes. "Yes, I'm sure, Mina-chan. Why do you keep asking me that? How many times do I need to prove it to you?" Minako let her bare foot slide up his leg to wiggle her toes against his groin. "Oh, I don't know. At least once more."

Yaten looked over at her smirking expression and felt his lip curl into a matching smirk. Without warning, he reached over and put a dollop of sorbet on her nose.

"Yaten-Kun," Minako squealed, nearly dumping her bowl of ice cream on her lap. Yaten took it from her and set it, along with his own bowl, on the coffee table before swooping in and licking the sorbet from her nose. Minako giggled and squirmed. "Yaten, that's gross," she protested, pushing him away.

Yaten smacked his lips. "Mmmh mmh. Yummy." Before Minako could respond, Yaten's lips descended on hers, his tongue slipping past her lips. The taste of lemon filled her senses and she reluctantly had to agree that it wasn't an unappealing flavor. Not that she was going to tell Yaten that. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him on top of her, kissing him with equal fervour.

"Still think it's gross, Yaten gasped while his mouth was free. "We can still watch the movie, if you prefer that", he teased and let his mouth slide against her pale throat. "Shut up", Minako whispered hoarsely reclaiming his lips with a force that made Yaten forget the world around him.