Lovers in a dangerous Spacetime

Akira looked over his preparations one last time. After having ensured everything was in order, he looked at the clock hanging in the kitchen.

"They should be here any minute, are you ready Morgana?"

"Are you really doing this? Neither of them asked for this, you know?" The cat sounded unsure in the whole ordeal.

"Are you kidding me? Of course I'm doing this, those two deserve happiness." Akira responded almost surprised at Morgana's uncertainty. "Now, as soon as they sit down you flip the sign to closed alright?"

"Sigh, fine. You are right, they do deserve something like this." Morgana finally agreed. "I flip the sign, and then I'll leave you three alone."

"Thanks Morgana, I'll get sushi for you tonight alright."

Morgana's ears perked up at the thought of the fishy treats, but didn't say anything as he walked out of the small café.

Inside the café was completely empty. Akira had made sure no one would come today, as he had something special in mind for today. Morgana was in place, the café was deserted, and he had stocked up on every conceivable ingredient needed beforehand. Now all he had to do, was wait for the still oblivious stars of the show.

*Ding ding*

Luckily he didn't have to wait for long, before he heard the telltale sign of customers arriving in the store, or in this case, friends.

"Heeeey Akira, we're here!"

Looking up from his preparations he spotted the two girls he had been waiting for.

The first with an impressive pair of blonde pigtails, the other with long black hair tied in a ponytail. His good friends Ann Takamaki and Shiho Suzui.

"Good day Akira-san, it's nice to see you again." Shiho greeted politely.

"Yeah, no kidding. So, why did you call us he-." Before Ann could finish her sentence, Akira interrupted her.

"This way please." He said beckoning them to the booth in the middle of the café.

Behind them, the storesign was now flipped to "closed" and Akira's plan could begin.

As the two girls sat down in their designated booth, they looked at each other confused. Their confusion grew even more, when Akira didn't say anything but just grinned at them.

Before the either Ann or Shiho could voice their confusion, Akira placed two cups of coffee and two huge crêpes before them, filled with extra chocolate and cream of course. The girls just stared at the feast in front of them, absolutely clueless as to why their friend was doing all this for them.

"Akira-san, why all thi-" This time, Shiho was the one interrupted by Akira as he handed her a small, red letter.

"Read this, and all your questions shall be answered." Came the enigmatic answer from Akira.

As Shiho began to read the letter, her eyes widened and tears started to form in the corners of her eyes. Ann looked on as she read the letter, getting increasingly worried at the sight in front of her.

"Ann.." The ponytailed girl near whispered.

"Y-yes? Shiho, are you alright?"

Shiho looked up from the letter, utter joy showing in a smile plastered across her face and threw herself at the blonde girl.

"Oh my god, Ann! I love you too" Shiho cried into the neck of her girlfriend.

Ann looked even more confused now than previously. Until she the letter that was now lying on the table.

"Happy anniversary Shiho! You are the greatest joy in my life. I love you, now and forever. Love Ann." Was written inside with gold letters.

As understanding replaced confusion on Ann's face, she looked at Akira who simply winked back at her and said "Congratulations."

Ann didn't have time to say anything before Shiho interrupted with a kiss. Akira looked as they sat there for a little while, content with being alongside eachother.

"I've reserved the café for the two of you today, and anything you want is on the house. Enjoy!" Akira finally exclaimed.

"What the hell was all that about?!"

It was now late at night, Shiho had already gone home but Ann decided to stay a bit longer at her friend's café. She had a lot of questions for Akira, and she wanted answers.

"You know, those words don't carry a lot of weight, when you've got tears streaming down your face and your arms around me." Akira noted with a wide grin.

"S-shut up, jerk." Ann sniffled as she withdrew her arms from the barista's neck. "But seriously, what was all that? I didn't tell you to do any of those things. Why didn't you tell me in advance? I looked like a fool."

Akira couldn't help but laugh at the barrage of questions from the blonde. He handed her a handkerchief and watched as she blew her nose.

"I didn't want to spoil the surprise, you know? As for why, I wanted to do something for the two of you, and knowing you guys, you probably both forgot about it." Akira smirked. "And it was totally worth the preparation time, you two looked so happy."

Once again, Ann was on the verge of tears as she looked at Akira.

"I can't believe you. You even closed the café for us. Thank you Akira." The blonde said quietly, "Really, I can't thank you enough. I've wanted to do something special for Shiho for a while now, but I didn't know what. This was perfect. Thanks. How can I ever pay you back?"

"Quiet you, I won't hear of it. You two deserve something like this, with how hard you both work and what you've went through." Akira deflected. "If you really want to repay me, tell me what you thought of the crêpes."

"They were incredible! Did you buy them at the store in Shibuya?" At the mention of crêpes, any tears disappeared from Ann's face and her eyes lit up.

"Nope."

"Then where? I have to know so I can go there!"

"I made them myself. I'm glad you liked them." Akira said flashing a grin and a victory sign as Ann's jaw dropped to the floor.

"NO WAY! You have to be kidding me! Did you really make those? Are you going to put them on the menu?" Ann questioned.

Akira paused for a moment, hand on his chin, looking pensively at Ann.

"Hmm, I might."

"If you do then I'm definitely coming back for more, they were insanely good." The blonde edged on enthusiastically.

"So you weren't going to come back if not for the crêpes? You wound me Ann Takamaki, you cruel mistress." Akira despaired in mock hurt.

"Oh, shut up you frizzy-haired idiot." Ann laughed.

"By the way, I've got two crêpes left, do you want one?"

Ann didn't say anything, but the look on her face was enough answer for Akira.

"Ha, if they can get the most famous model in Japan to drool like that, they must be good." He laughed.

Ann snapped back from her crêpe-fantasy to realize she was indeed drooling and quickly wiped it away with her sleeve.

"Jerk!"