Inui Sadaharu pushed his glasses up and blinked thoughtfully. "A date?"
Kikumaru Eiji almost squealed as he nodded gleefully. "Uh-huh. Momo is on one! Him and that Fudomine girl are going to the ice cream shop together."
Holding back a sigh, Fuji Shusuke just smiled and said, "So shall we investigate? What do you think, Inui?"
Inui pushed his glasses even further up his nose, and answered solemnly, "Sounds like there's good data to be collected. Let's go."
"Yahoo!" whooped Eiji. "Let's go eat ice-cream with Momoooo!"
"Um, Momoshiro-kun!" called Ann. "Over here!"
Momo tried to hide his grin as he tried to walk casually to her, and he shouted back, "Coming, Ann-chan!"
Wow, he thought. She looks so pretty today…
"Sorry that it's not much of a date," Ann said dryly as she rolled her eyes. "I just got back from doing something for school."
Momo looked closely at her. "Nope."
"What?"
"You look even prettier than you usually do. Any makeup? Wait, you wouldn't need it. Someone give you a makeover? Or a haircut?"
"Same hair. I'm wearing school uniform, Momoshiro-kun."
"Oh. Right. Well…"
"So, should we go?"
Momo grinned fully and answered happily, "Let's go!"
"Let's see…" Shinji muttered under his breath as he scanned the street. "Ice cream shop, nope, ice cream, nope… Where is it… This is getting annoying... Why can't Akira stop being depressed… Why can't Akira just…"
"Here it is, you idiot!" called Akira, stopping in front of a brightly lit store. "You're looking the wrong way."
Shinji sighed. "Then let's go in."
"Alright," the now-cheerful Akira said. "The ice creams here are really cheap and they-"
He froze.
"What's up?" Shinji asked.
Akira's face slowly turned white as he gasped, "I lost my wallet."
"You what?"
"I. Lost. My. Wallet. AAAGH!"
"No, you left it at home on the table, you idiot. Remember?"
"Oh yeah! Let's go in, then," said Akira with relief. "Only, can you buy for me? I'll pay you back later."
"Alright," agreed Shinji. He felt around for his wallet, and opened it as they sat at a table.
"Excuse me!" Akira called. "I'd like to order a sundae. Two scoops of mint, one scoop of blueberry, a half scoop of mango with whipped cream, chocolate powder, two cherries and a little chocolate syrup. And, ah... add one scoop of cookies and cream."
The waitress stared.
"Please," added Shinji helpfully, trying to make up for Akira's insane order.
"Y-yes, sir. And for you?" she asked, looking slightly shaken. Obviously, Shinji hadn't succeeded.
"Hot fudge on vanilla, and a glass of water. Thanks."
Akira beamed, and leant back in his seat. "This is going to be the best sundae day ever."
Shinji nodded absently and caught a glance of a certain tall guy holding the hand of a very familiar girl sitting two tables behind Akira.
"Don't look behind," ordered Shinji, regretting the words as soon as they left his mouth, for Akira immediately stood up and did what he'd been told not to do.
"That little… I mean, that gigantic bast- MOMOSHIRO!"
Momo turned around casually. "Oh, hey, speedster."
"Akira-kun!" smiled Ann.
Akira deflated a little at the sight of Ann's smile. "Ann-chan… how could you?"
Shinji firmly took hold of his arms and began to drag him out. "Come on, moron."
The redhead was too depressed to do anything but moan, "Ann-chan, no!'
All Shinji could mutter under his breath was, "I guess the speedster's love life with Ann is officially over..."
No comment from the speedster.