It was summer again, and summer meant picnics in the park, swimming pools, cookouts, and best of all, ice cream.
It was the highlight of Kuwabara's week. Every afternoon, he, his mother, and Shizuru, would all walk down to the ice cream shop and order a bowl of ice cream. Kuwabara was determined to get through every flavor on the board before the summer was over.
One day when they went to the shop, they saw Urameshi looking in the window, a wistful look on his face.
"Hello, Urameshi!" Mrs. Kuwabara called cheerfully at him.
Urameshi jumped and scowled at them, a red tinge crossing his face. "Hi."
"We were just about to go inside," Mrs. Kuwabara said. "Would you like to join us for some ice cream?"
It was Kuwabara's turn to scowl; why did his mother insist on always trying to involve Urameshi if they saw him? What would it take for her to get that Urameshi wasn't a friend?
"I don't have any money," Urameshi said.
Ha, now he can't come with us!
"That's okay, I'll buy your ice cream," Mrs. Kuwabara said.
No!
Urameshi hesitated, glancing in the store, and back at Mrs. Kuwabara. Finally, he said, "No thanks, I have to go," and walked away.
Kuwabara couldn't understand why this would make Mrs. Kuwabara look sad.
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