A Unique Date

The next day, Futaba waited for Akira to get home from school. She wanted to try to thank him for his help yesterday.

At least, that’s what she was telling herself. In all honesty, she wanted to spend more time with him. She felt that sort of...connection was stronger than before. And it seemed accompanied by...something else as well, something that compelled her to want to be next to him.

Plus, she has another plan.

Once Akira walked through the door, Futaba shot up from a seat and rushed over to him, surprising him.

“Do you want to go eat somewhere?” She asked before she could hesitate. “I want to thank you for yesterday.” Akira gave her a smile.

“Sure!” He said. “I’d love to!” She smiled back at him. “When are we gonna go?”

“Now?” She asked. He nodded. “Okay, there’s one last thing I need to do.” She walked over into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror.

This wasn’t gonna be as risky as yesterday considering she wasn’t wearing a skirt, but still. Two birds with one stone, right?

After making sure the door was locked, she stripped down, removing her underwear and placing it in a little hidey hole she created, and put back on the rest of her clothes. She gave herself another look in the mirror. Her clothing felt odd against her breasts and crotch with no underwear between them, but it was also exciting.

Maybe she should’ve worn a skirt, just to make it more exciting.

She pumped her fist and smiled. She finally walked back out and met back up with Akira. “Ready!”

“Where are we going?” He asked.

“There’s a nearby cafe I want to go to.” She answered, and he nodded. He smirked and held his arm out, and she wrapped her arm into it. They began walking out the door.

“Seriously, I want to thank you for yesterday. You really saved my ass.” She said as they walked. “Although, what if someone recognized you? I’m sure you made quite an impression.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.” He said. “Just don’t worry about me, okay?” He gave her another smile that sent her heart racing for reasons she couldn’t explain.

Meanwhile, her shirt rubbed up against her small chest with every step, particularly her nipples. Her shorts also rubbed against her lower lips, making her shiver slightly. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to notice.

They made it to the cafe and went inside. They were helped to their seat, and they say down across from each other. For a moment, she felt a pang of disappointment that they weren’t sitting next to each other.

They order their drinks, and waited. They looked down at their menus and started looking for what they wanted to get. Futaba occasionally glanced up at Akira’s face. It was as calm as ever.

“Do you know what you-“

“Are you okay?”

His question surprised her. So he did notice.

“I, uh...don’t know.” She admitted. “I just...want to be here with you.” She looked up and met his eyes. Her face reddened once again, and she looked away. He chuckled.

“You’re cute.”

At that, she blushed harder. “Wh-what are you saying?”

“I’m saying...” he gazed at her intently. “That you’re cute. I’m happy to spend as much time with you as you want.” He then got up and moved over next to her. Their shoulders touched, and a jolt ran through her.

“U-umm...” she struggled to speak, but thankfully she didn’t have to. Their drinks were brought over, and it was time to order their food. Akira ordered a simple burger meal, and, after struggling a lot to talk, she got out a similar order. The waitress walked away, and they were left in silence.

“I-I don’t really know what to do now...” Futaba admitted, and Akira chuckled again.

“Just enjoy the moment.” He responded.

“H-how do you have such a way with words?” She asked.

“I don’t know. Sometimes they just come naturally.” He said with a smirk. “Maybe it’s because it’s easy to charm you?” She playfully punched him.

“Jerk.” She said. She reached out and grabbed her drink. This was going well so far. But, usually when this happens...