Disclaimer: I do not now PoT

Lady Monozuki: Yay, finally an update. I should be getting back into my normal writing schedule. I want to thank Kuroi for pointing out a (major) mistake in the last chapter. So, this chapter is dedicated Kuroi for that very reason.

Chapter Three: Ice-Cream

Ryoma's hand started to twitch. He did not like staying in one place for so long. Part of him wanted to storm off, but he couldn't. The last time he had done so resulted in.... A shudder ran down his spine. Suffice it to say, he would never cancel a date with his boyfriend, Syuusuke, again.

His eyes scanned the park once more for his boyfriend, but with no luck. His patience was starting to grow thin. Plus, he was getting thirsty. However knowing his luck, if he got up to get a drink, Fuji would show up at that time. The end result would end in some form of blackmail. Even though he could blame the whole situation on his boyfriend, the idea didn't sound appealing at the time. After all, Syuusuke could twist everything

He glanced at the clock in the park and growled.

An hour late, how can he be an hour late? He's the one who called me out here today.

"Ryoma," he heard. He looked up and saw his boyfriend, out of breath. He raised an eyebrow at Syuusuke's disheveled appearance.

"What took you so long?" he demanded.

"Sorry, my brother came home for the weekend and my family decided to go out for the morning."

"You could've called," Ryoma muttered.

"I left my phone at home. By the time I realized I had done so, it was too late."

Ryoma sighed. "So, what did you want to do today?"

"I wanted to show you the artwork in this park. Before we go, I think that you should get something cool. I'll buy since I kept you waiting."

He nodded in approval. Fuji went off for a few minutes. Ryoma stood up and stretched. Sitting for so long always made him anxious. A couple of minutes later, his boyfriend returned with a cone of ice-cream. He raised an eyebrow.

"Not going to get one for yourself? After all, you look like you sprinted half a mile."

Syuusuke chuckled. "Three quarters of one, but I'm not keeping track."

Deciding not to complain, he accepted. Ryoma licked the cool substance. At the same time, Fuji also licked the ice-cream. He blinked in surprise when their tongues touched briefly.

"Let's go," Ryoma muttered, hoping that his boyfriend wouldn't notice the blush on his face.

Syuusuke grabbed his free hand and started to lead him around the park. He explained the different pieces and their meaning to the local area. Even though he didn't care, he tried to pay attention. Noting the sudden stickiness of his left hand, he decided to lick the melting ice-cream; Fuji did so also. Their tongues touched for a brief moment. His face grew hot.

He tried to ignore the feeling and continued to eat. However, every time he licked the ice-cream, Syuusuke did as well. At first, it was cute, but now it irritated him.

"Syuusuke," he growled.

"Yes, Ryoma?" his boyfriend answered innocently.

"What's the point of buying one ice-cream cone if you want some as well?"

"Saa…I wonder."

They continued wandering through the park. Ryoma licked his cone, waiting for his boyfriend to do the same. When it didn't happen, he glared at Syuusuke. However, he didn't say anything. He continued to finish off the ice-cream. They walked to a more secluded part of the park.

"What did you think of the tour?"

Ryoma smirked. "You made me wait an hour for that?"

"I expected that answer from you. Did you like anything from our date?"

"Hmm," he thought for a moment. "The ice-cream."

"Oh? What made that enjoyable?" Syuusuke asked.

Ryoma blushed when he thought of their tongues touching. He pulled his cap lower to hide his face.

"Never mind," he muttered.

"Come on Ryoma, what made the ice-cream so enjoyable?"

"The kissing," he said quickly.

His boyfriend smirked and kissed him again.

~End~

Omake

"Ryoma, look what I got!" Nanko shouted.

He sighed and headed over to the kitchen. In her hand was some ice-cream. A deep blush spread over his face as he recalled his date earlier. Eating ice-cream would never be the same.