"I wasn't feeling you up, I was cleaning myself off." Akira commented, a delayed reaction after the older male had picked up the syrup and endured a little of Sano's teasing, though he proceeded to do it again. That ball of ice cream had been more melted than he'd thought when he'd picked it up and Kaito was messy enough already, he wouldn't mind a little more.
Though it did evade him how an innocent trip out for ice cream had progressed into a mini-war. It was a simple enough concept - force someone else to pay for you, eat your spoils, get brain-freeze for fun times. Then again that stupid Crow was here, and Kaito was a brat, so it was only natural there was a bit of mess along the way. Not that he could complain. Wasn't like he'd be paying for the ammunition.. and the damages.