Notes: the fourth in an ongoing series of food-related stories. This one happened because someone I know said ‘well, you can’t do one for vanilla – coz that’s just plain boring!” Heh.

Warnings: strong mushy romance factor. If you’re looking for a weep-fest, this isn’t it.

Disclaimer: Dorian, Klaus, Z, and all the other major characters belong to Aoike, no matter how much I steal them for nefarious purposes. I give ‘em back at the end of the day, and I don’t make any money at this.