She couldn't focus on a single thing during their lunch. Her gaze kept darting from her boyfriend's eyes, to her friends boobs (that rested nicely on the service counter as Yuu ordered their food), then to Takashi's face.

If I see even one instance of him staring at her tits, I'm going to kill him! Every time she tried to tell herself that the whole thing seemed silly- that Takashi Kiraya wouldn't dare look at other bitches while he was dating Tomoko Kuroki- the events of her babysitting made their way into her head. The memory of opening that damn sock drawer and seeing that dirty magazine...

I hate his mother so much. That ignorant little swine allows things like this to be out in the open! After some personal thinking: To be fair, I was the one who got curious. I need to test him... some sort of way to confirm that his eyes aren't moving to the wrong places...

Without warning, she took Takashi's hand and placed it on her small chest.

"Eh? What are you-"

"Taka-kun... maybe after this date, we can head home and..." her words turned into incomprehensible giggling and sputtering as she swooned with a red face.

"Uh... what?"

"...Nothing." She looked away as Yuu-chan returned with Pizza.

Takashi gave her girlfriend a look of concern and placed a hand on her thigh, mirroring what Tomoko did to him on the night of their first kiss. She jumped, ticklish.

"'When we head home, we can...'" He began rubbing and squeezing her thigh gently. What started as mild tickling became... a bit erotic.

"Here we go!" Yuu-chan said, completely oblivious to the situation going on just across from her.

...

As the three dined on the American food that Yuu had so kindly suggested they try, Tomoko leaned in and rubbed arms with Takashi. How could I ever think he would do something so stupid... I need to give him more credit. She was so busy trying to get close that she had only just noticed that some melting cheese was sliding off of the tip of her slice. She stared at it with such confusing curiosity as if she was entranced.

Oh based god... giving me such a wonderful tool that I can use to play with the senses of my sweet, unsuspecting boyfriend... She wrapped her tongue around the cheese and elbowed Takashi lightly. What played in her mind was an erotic scene in which Takashi turned his head, his blood beginning to rush as he saw Tomoko sexily playing with the strand of cheese with her tongue. With a sharp yet titillating sound, Tomoko sucked the cheese into her mouth, then sucked on her finger.

Of course, that wasn't even close to what actually happened. What Tomoko thought was a lump of cheese on her tongue was actually a concealed pepper. She panicked and brought her teeth down on it.

Customers watched as Tomoko screamed bloody murder, flapping her hands and trying to put out the figurative fire that was coursing from her throat to her mouth. Both Yuu and Takashi did their best to help her by pouring the latter's soda down her throat, to no avail.

...

At last, after about seven cups of milk (bless the cafe next door), Tomoko's wrath was finally calmed. She sat in her seat, depression wracking her temples, face buried in Takashi's shirt.

He placed a hand on her head as Yuu went to get more cups of water.

"You alright?" He asked.

"W-What do you think?" She answered, her voice muffled. "I've never been so embarrassed..." I'm bending the truth here... there have been worse times, but... She almost felt like sobbing. This had been, in fact, their first date. What had occurred after their first kiss had been small hang-outs (excluding the ones at school). The fact that she completely totaled their first date- in a sad, humorous way- made her sick to her stomach.

"N-not w-worthy..." she finally stammered out.

"Eh? For what?"

"TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!" She sobbed, damping Takashi's shirt with tears. She felt equally sorry for herself and Takashi and half-expected him to get up and walk out on her. After all, that's what a lot of people did, right? Students, her own brother... all they did was just walk out and-

She felt arms go around her, pulling her closer.

"Tomo-chan... you gotta stop doing this. We're acting like some soap-opera couple."

"Eh? What are you-"

"Don't sit there and act like you don't know how much I love you."

She looked up at him then, and her eyes sparkled. Takashi wasn't smiling, but he had a look on his face that she only saw in romantic anime and Visual Novels she always played. In that instant, she truly realized that what she had wasn't just another poor joke on her life. With this in mind, she quickly let go of her boyfriend and sat next to him.

"T-thank you," she stammered out with closed eyes and a stern expression on her face.

"I swear, you two make the cutest couple!" Yuu called out, returning to their table.

"Yuu-chan..." Despite how much her best (and possibly only) friend cared for her, the compliment still stuck to Tomoko like glue. "D-Do you really mean that?"

"Of course I do, Mokocchi! You two care about each other so much, it's adorable."

Takashi's hand moved to Tomoko's head again. "What would you expect?" He asked, smiling.

"...She's my Tomo-chan after all, right?"