Ice Cream (Mark Kaze and Claire Mizu/#5/Vanilla/Gackt)
Title: Ice Cream
Author: wolf_crossbreed
Song: #5-Vanilla-Gackt
Rating: G
Claimer and Disclaimer: I own the characters mentioned in this story: Mark Kaze, Claire Mizu, Greg Yochi, and Liz Kasai. I do not own the song "Vanilla". It is sung by Gackt.
“Come on Claire, you know you want some.”
“Get that slop away from me Mark!”
Mark Kaze sat next to his friend Claire Mizu, trying to get her to try this new combination of ice cream: vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, rocky road, cookies and cream, orange sherbet, and candy corn, covered with hot fudge and whipped cream. He held a spoon up to her mouth, trying desperately to get her to try some, even to point where he is holding the spoon up to Claire’s mouth. Claire turned her head, trying to get as far away as possible from the horrible (and possibly poisonous) creation of ice cream.
In front of them, sat their friends Greg Yochi and Liz Kasai, both of them watching this show with interest. A bet was even started to see who would win this little battle.
“Fine,” Mark said as he swallowed the ice creation that currently was residing his spoon.
Claire smiled triumphantly as she took a bite of her own ice cream, which was plain vanilla. Unnoticed by them, Liz slipped Greg $10 dollars under the table.
“Why won’t you try the ice cream Claire?”
“Because the last time I tried something you whipped up, I threw up.”
“It’s not my fault that you can’t handle Cheetos, spaghetti sauce, and mashed potatoes.” Mark replied as he took another bite of his ice cream.
Claire shuddered at the mention of the deadly food combination that made her ill and moved her unfinished bowl to the side, too disgusted to continue. On the side of her cheek, there was some ice cream remaining. Coming close to her, Mark wiped off the ice cream, not noticing the blush that covered her cheeks.
“You need to learn how to eat Claire,” Mark whispered, as it hit him as to how close their faces were. Claire blushed even more at what he said.
Without thinking, Mark kissed Claire, oblivious to the fact that Greg and Liz were still sitting in front of them. All that mattered to Mark was Claire, and the taste of vanilla on her lips. Over the radio at the ice cream parlor, a song came on.
Aishite mo ii kai? Yureru yoru ni
Aru ga mama de ii yo motto fukaku
Kuruoshii kurai ni nareta kuchibiru ga tokeau hodo ni
Boku wa… kimi no… Vanilla.
Is it okay if I love you? In these wavering nights.
I'll take you the way you are, more deeply.
Insanely skilled lips seem to melt together.
I am… your… Vanilla.
Author: wolf_crossbreed
Song: #5-Vanilla-Gackt
Rating: G
Claimer and Disclaimer: I own the characters mentioned in this story: Mark Kaze, Claire Mizu, Greg Yochi, and Liz Kasai. I do not own the song "Vanilla". It is sung by Gackt.
“Come on Claire, you know you want some.”
“Get that slop away from me Mark!”
Mark Kaze sat next to his friend Claire Mizu, trying to get her to try this new combination of ice cream: vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, rocky road, cookies and cream, orange sherbet, and candy corn, covered with hot fudge and whipped cream. He held a spoon up to her mouth, trying desperately to get her to try some, even to point where he is holding the spoon up to Claire’s mouth. Claire turned her head, trying to get as far away as possible from the horrible (and possibly poisonous) creation of ice cream.
In front of them, sat their friends Greg Yochi and Liz Kasai, both of them watching this show with interest. A bet was even started to see who would win this little battle.
“Fine,” Mark said as he swallowed the ice creation that currently was residing his spoon.
Claire smiled triumphantly as she took a bite of her own ice cream, which was plain vanilla. Unnoticed by them, Liz slipped Greg $10 dollars under the table.
“Why won’t you try the ice cream Claire?”
“Because the last time I tried something you whipped up, I threw up.”
“It’s not my fault that you can’t handle Cheetos, spaghetti sauce, and mashed potatoes.” Mark replied as he took another bite of his ice cream.
Claire shuddered at the mention of the deadly food combination that made her ill and moved her unfinished bowl to the side, too disgusted to continue. On the side of her cheek, there was some ice cream remaining. Coming close to her, Mark wiped off the ice cream, not noticing the blush that covered her cheeks.
“You need to learn how to eat Claire,” Mark whispered, as it hit him as to how close their faces were. Claire blushed even more at what he said.
Without thinking, Mark kissed Claire, oblivious to the fact that Greg and Liz were still sitting in front of them. All that mattered to Mark was Claire, and the taste of vanilla on her lips. Over the radio at the ice cream parlor, a song came on.
Aishite mo ii kai? Yureru yoru ni
Aru ga mama de ii yo motto fukaku
Kuruoshii kurai ni nareta kuchibiru ga tokeau hodo ni
Boku wa… kimi no… Vanilla.
Is it okay if I love you? In these wavering nights.
I'll take you the way you are, more deeply.
Insanely skilled lips seem to melt together.
I am… your… Vanilla.