Author: Shuichu Sarahari

Editor: Shuichi Sumiyoshi

Story: Bestranged Love – Mizuki's popsicle

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Don't own don't sue….

Chapter: N/A ???

Author's note: Ok guys, this is NOT a chapter of BL. It is a side story that I was too lazy to add to a separate book thingy. So this "chapter" will be the N/A ??? chapter.

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Today, ice cream is free with your lunch Nakao -

"Mizuki, have you seen this poster? Free ice cream at lunch today!" Nakatsu popped up behind her as she was walking back from the bathroom. The tip of her hair drooped as his hand ruffled her hair into an untidy mess.

"Um.. Yeah, Nakatsu, I saw it. What kind of ice cream are you getting?" She was only pretending to pay attention while she was fixing her ruffled hair.

"I'm thinking about an ice cream sandwich, but I'm not sure yet."

"I think I'll get a nice big juicy popsicle!" Mizuki's face broke into a broad grin as she thought about her popsicle she was going to get. A large round red popsicle that was cherry flavoured or maybe watermelon.

After lunch, Mizuki was still eating her popsicle as she walked down the hall next to Sano. He watched her with intense curiosity as she prodded the thing with her tongue, slowly wrapping it around and licking it up and down its length. Then she stuck the whole thing into her mouth and sucked in deeply with a look of delight.

Images popped into Sano's head as he watched her suck on the succulent treat, hands wrapped around the tiny stick holding it up. The way she prodded and cradled the popsicle in her tongue truly intrigued him. He noticed that he had gotten a boner as he thought more and more about Mizuki's popsicle wondering if she would be any good at giving oral, given the opportunity of course.

"Mizuki! Will you please get rid of that popsicle! It's driving me insane!" Sano stared her straight in the face. As he noticed that something white was coming out of the tip of the popsicle. Mixed with her saliva, it slowly started to run down the redish length of the popsicle in a slow and molasses kind of manner. It slowly streamed down as she stuck her mouth over the red thing again, seeping between her lips.

"I'm sorry, Sano, but it's sooo good. I can't just throw this away!" She looked kind of hurt over the fact her best friend didn't want her to be happy. Her head dropped a fraction, but quickly regained her morale. She decided to play with Sano's problems and stuck the popsicle into her mouth once more, letting the cream of it slowly seep down its length and cover her hands. She then promptly licked it up in a very sexy sort of manner.

Sano had had enough. He stormed ahead of her unable to stand any more of her cruel treatment. He wasn't usually one to be mad, but he had made way to many mistakes in the past year and wasn't ready to make any more. Besides, that popsicle was making him harder than a diamond in an ice storm.

During their next class, the teacher allowed her to finish her popsicle in his classroom. Sano, of course, was sitting right next to her almost horrified over the fact that she still had that ice cream. She was having to suck off the juices more and more now because it was starting to melt, but she made due and made quick work of the running white and red streams.

Sano excused himself from the room because he couldn't contain himself in front of her. He said it was just going to the bathroom, but everyone could tell something was wrong. Some people even snickered at him as he passed, eyeing him like an annoying little first grader.

Sano didn't come back from the "bathroom" for about an hour. He was relieved to find that she had finished her popsicle and was now gnawing at the stick. It was still a slight redish color, having been in a red popsicle, but it was better than that succulent treat that reminded him of other things.

None of their other classes were a problem now that the popsicle was gone. Dinner was a normal old fashion Asian dinner, so they didn't have to bother with ice cream again. Sano was deeply interested in her ability for oral. He would never say anything about it, but as an eighteen year old, it was something that was on his mind.

Thanksgiving holiday was coming up soon, so Sano and Mizuki had to get some sleep. The next few weeks were going to be looong and hard.

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I know this is reeeeeeeeaaaaally a short chapter, except it's not a chapter at all. It's just a simple side story that I wanted to write. This will not affect the storyline of Bestranged Love, well at least not much, but I promise to update… eventually…

Until then

Shichu S.