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Chapter Four: Case of the Missing Ice Cream

Tomonori jerked awake as he felt something, more accurately someone, jumping on his bed. He rubbed his eyes before jamming his glasses on his face. He blinked at Tsukasa bouncing around on his bed. "Good," the child beamed, "you're finally awake! I've been waiting for you to get up for an hour already! Why do adults sleep so long?" He had stopped jumping and was now sitting atop Tomonori's chest, innocent curiosity plastered on his face. "Why do adults sleep so long?" he asked again. Tomonori difficulty shrugged his shoulders.

"Probably because we need more sleep than little kids, and we get more tired easily from chasing after our children," he said playfully reaching out and placing his hands on Tsukasa's rib, exactly on his tickle spots. The child didn't notice as he was thinking over his father's answer. Before Tsukasa could say anything, Tomonori began tickling the four year old, smiling goofily at Tsukasa's huge grin and squeals. He continued the attack until they were both were crying from laughing so hard. It took them a good ten minutes before they had stopped crying and was finally able to talk again. Tsukasa stretched before lying down on the man's chest still in bed.

"Do we have to go school, Daddy?" Tomonori glanced at the clock and groaned. School had started and hour ago.

"I don't know, child, we're already an hour late." Tsukasa's eyes widened, seemingly taking up half of his face. Tomonori couldn't help but chuckle at how comical he looked. Tomonori thought, he looks just like a chibi character out of a graphic novel. (A/N lol. I couldn't resist throwing in the cheesy pun. lol.)

"A whole hour! We better hurry then! We don't need to be any later than we already are!" Faster than you could say ice cream Tsukasa was off the bed and out of the room getting ready to change.

"Tsukasa," Tomonori called. "There's no need to hurry. They've survived an hour without us; they'll survive a little longer. We may not even have to go today, let me call and talk to the principal okay?" Tsukasa stopped in process of getting his shirt off and blinked at Tomonori. He frowned slightly, brow furrowing. Tomonori put his hand over his mouth to cover his smile. A minute later Tsukasa's face broke out in a huge grin.

"Okay, Daddy! Can I sit in the living room with out while you call so I can watch TV?" Tomonori nodded and headed to the living room.

"Just don't turn it up to loud. I have to be able to hear."

"Okay, Daddy," the child sang, the epitome of a morning person. Tomonori on the other hand, did not fell truly awake until he had a nice, strong cup of black coffee. He didn't see how Tsukasa could be so lively so early in the morning. He soon found his answer though while looking in the sink and then the freezer. There was a rather large bowl that had something that looked suspiciously like ice cream remains in it, and there was a half empty carton of ice cream in the freezer.

"Tsukasa," he said nonchalantly, "do you happen to know who ate half the ice cream that I bought two days ago?" He saw the child's eyes widen slightly and glance at him sideways. He looked slightly scared, but Tomonori could almost see a light bulb above his head as he smiled. He jumped up off the couch to look at Tomonori who was still standing in the kitchen with the half empty vanilla ice cream carton in hand, and the empty bowl in the other.

"I forgot to tell you about that! Last night, after I had my nightmare, I heard this sound. It didn't sound bad, or anything, just like little footsteps. I thought maybe a little kid has snuck in, but it turned out to be a elf! She was about this big," Tsukasa held hid hand a little above his head, "with red hair, brown eyes, and pointed green shoes. She had a green vest, and a green shirt, and, and, and..." He trailed of at seeing the look on Tomonori's face. "Do you believe me?" It was as if his whole body deflated as Tomonori shook his head? Tomonori set the carton and bow aside to bend down to the child's level.

"Now, why don't you tell me what really happened."

FLASHBACK TSUKASA POV
Tsukasa rubbed the sleepiness from his eyes, looked at his father, and the clock. Five a.m. He knew Daddy did not want to get up this early, but he was tried anymore. Okay, so maybe he was a little, but he didn't want to go back to bed. He looked at the clock again and then at his father. After a few minutes of deliberation he decided to lay back down and try to get a little more sleep, but he gave up this plan five minutes later. He carefully crawled out of bed and went into the living room.

What to do, what to do, he sang in his mind. There was a limitless amount of possibilities dancing around in his four year old mind, but he didn't know which one to choose? Watch TV? No, it would too loud, and wake Daddy up. That would be good because Daddy would make him go back to bed, and he didn't want to go back to bed. Do something in his room. Nah, didn't sound like fun.

Suddenly he occurred to him what he wanted: food. He felt his stomach growl at the idea of it, but now for a tougher question: what in the world did he want? He couldn't do anything warm, because he know didn't know how to use the stove. It would be until much later that he would remember he could use the microwave.

Since it couldn't be warm, it had to be cold, but that still left him with the question of what he wanted to eat. He knew he wanted something sweet and sugary, but what did they have? He pulled a chair over to the freezer, pulled himself up, and looked into the icy cold fridge. It was a frost incased landscape of food to him. He moved stuff around before finally coming to what he wanted: ice cream!

What better early morning snack was there than delicious, cold, sweet, sugary, melt in your mouth ice cream? Nothing, that was the answer!

He quickly hoped off the chair, grabbing a bowl off the counter and a large spoon. He filled the large bowl the brim, placed the ice cream back in the freezer, and began to eat. He nearly screamed with delight at the first bite. It was so cold and smooth. It was exactly what he wanted, slipping sweetly down his throat, the vanilla and coldness blending together just as it was meant to be.

Halfway through the bowl he was almost bouncing up and down in his seat from all the sugar in his small body. He wanted to wake Daddy up so bad, he wanted to tell him how good the ice cream was, he wanted to share the joy with him, but knew it wouldn't be a wise choice since it was only five thirty. He finished the other half of the bowl. He placed the bowl in the sink, feet moving in some sort of jig, thinking he was done eating, but it was just so good! He had to have more, yes, that was it, he would have more! Ah ha! That was the answer! Of course, it was! More ice cream was always the answer!

Nodding to himself and murmuring, "Yes, yes, more ice cream, more ice cream," he got the carton down from the freezer and began to simply eat out of that. It was much easier than getting the bowl out of the sink. Finally, after twenty more minutes he decided to start putting everything up. He realized now that it might not have been such a good idea to eat half a carton of ice cream. His tummy was beginning to hurt a little, and he wasn't sure how much he was allowed to eat at one time.

Oh well, he thought, it was worth it! Ice cream is always worth it! "Always worth it, always worth it," he sang under his breath. "There's nothing better in the world, ohhh, ohhh, nooooooothing better in the world than ice cream! Yeah, yeah!" He looked at the clock and ran to Daddy's room to wake him, still singing.

END FLASHBACK TOMONORI POV
He couldn't hold in his laugher any longer as the child told him the song he had made up. It was so cute! He clutched his sides as he thought about it more, marveling at how innocent and simple the child had become in such a short amount of tim. "What?" Tsukasa spluttered. "What's so funny, Daddy?" Tomonori shook his head, unable to talk. Tsukasa stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. "I don't think it's funny, and I don't like being laughed at. Stop laughing at me, Daddy! Stop it!" Tomonori forced himself to calm down at seeing the tears in the child's eyes. He gathered Tsukasa into his arms and squeezed him tight.

"I'm sorry, you're just so cute. It's not a bad thing that I'm laughing at you, it's a good thing, and I'm not really laughing at you, I was just laughing at what you said." He kissed the four year old's head. "Okay?" Tsukasa was still pouting, arms crossed over his small chest, brow furrowed, but he nodded anyway.

"My tummy hurts." Tomonori snorted.

"That happens when you eat half a gallon of ice cream in one sitting, silly! You get a tummy ache from eating too much sugar!" he gently scolded. "There's nothing I can give you to make it stop hurting. You just have to wait it out." Tsukasa's bottom lip came out in a pout again.

"But it hurts. Why can't you give my anything to make it stop?" Tomonori set the child on his feet while getting dialing the school's number.

"Because they don't make any medicine that cure it. Go watch TV for a few minutes while I call the school, okay?" Tsukasa nodded.

"Do we have to go? I don't feel good." Tomonori nodded.

"Yes, and I hope this teaches you a lesson. You can't eat that much ice cream and not get a stomach ache. Oh hello, principal. This is Tomonori, I was calling to say I'll be in soon if it's alright that I bring Tsukasa Amou with me. Did you hear about what happened?"

"Yes, I did, and it's perfectly okay with me if you bring him, but of course he'll have to behave and not distract the class."

"Oh, of course, we'll be there in a little while. Good bye." Tomonori began to get the coffee ready while talking to Tsukasa.

"Go start getting ready, Tsukasa. I'll be there in a few minutes to help you get dressed." Tsukasa moaned.

"But my tummy hurts," he whined. "Can I stay home?" Tomonori shook his head.

"I have to go to school to work, and you have to come with me because there's no one here to look after you. Go on, go get dressed."

"But, I-"

Tsukasa stopped talking as Tomonori picked him up off the couch and carried him into his room. Tsukasa laid his head on Tomonori's shoulder and began to cry. Tomonori felt the child's tears leak through his shirt, and rubbed his back. "I know your stomach hurts, but you shouldn't have eaten all the ice cream at one time. Hasn't anyone ever told you not to eat too much at one time?" Tsukasa nodded miserably.

"Yes, but I forgot about it once I started eating." Tomonori chucked and shook his head.

"I'm sorry you're stomach hurts, but you have to come with me. You don't have to do any work though, okay? You're going to get Kaname, Naoya, and Mana though, doesn't that sound fun?" Tsukasa's face lit up at the mention of his friends.

"I do? Can I play with them?"

"Not during class because they'll have to listen to me, but we can probably work something out for after school, okay?" Tsukasa nodded eagerly.

"Okay!"