Because Cammy/Asuka needs more love.

Cammy : Valentine's Day
February 14th

Cammy was not a shy girl.

Born and raised in the city by her liberal-feminist aunt, she had a lot of spunk and she was not afraid to show it. Usually, she was fiercely outspoken and stubborn as a mule. But right now, she was in love, so everything was different.

Her cheeks burned whenever she so much as thought of him, she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him and usually hid behind something, and when she actually got the opportunity to speak with him, her knees turned to jelly and her throat closed up.

Not that she saw him much. After all, her aunt was a HOLY scientist; thus, her work was highly classified. Cammy didn't see much of the workplace.

However, the brunette had stumbled across a goldmine in the form of a small restaurant called the Aoiya. Whenever he had free time (that is, every Sunday) he would go there for lunch sometime in between 11:30 and 1:45. The waitress who served there during that shift knew his usual order, which was a hamburger with all the fixings except pickles, a side order of curly fries, and a medium cola.

Not that she stalked him or anything.

Nope.

That would be weird.

Also, it would illegal.

Okay, maybe she had some (some) stalker-ish tendencies, but she was not a "stalker"!

(At least by her definition.)

It was with a lot of courage and great deal of blushing that on Sunday the 14th of February, she approached the Aoiya with a box of handmade chocolates in her hand. She opened the glass door with trepidation, tremulous with both fear and excitement.

What if he rejected her?

Ah, but what if he discovered his undying love for her?

What if he said he'd hated her on sight?

What if he said it was kismet?

What if he ignored her?

She approached the loveseat he was sitting on quietly and cautiously. His back was to her, so he couldn't see her, for which she was thankful; his purple hair was just barely visible over the top of the small couch. She was getting close, oh so close, agonizing close to her goal –

When she heard it.

"Oh, Asuka-kun... you're the greatest ever!" cooed a feminine falsetto.

That's when Cammy noticed the other person sitting next to him. The other girl sitting next to him. The heartbroken girl did what most heartbroken girls would do.

She turned and ran for it.

-

When Asuka gave her chocolates a month later on White Day, told her he'd been watching her for a while and had known she frequented the Aoiya, and had been seeking her out on Valentine's Day to ask her out, only to be thwarted by an unwanted acquaintance and would she please go out with once, Cammy laughed out loud.

His face immediately went blank. "Thank you for your time, Miss Cammy. Sorry to bother you." He turned and started to walk away, walk quick and posture stiff.

Her eyes widened. He had misinterpreted completely! "Asuka! Asuka, wait up!"

She ran to his side and tugged on his sleeve imploringly. "I didn't mean it like that... I just, well, you reminded me of someone... and I really would like to go out with you, if you'd still like to..."

A happy grin appeared on his face. Cammy nearly swooned. "Yes, I would still like to." They stood for a moment, looking at each other and blushing. "Er... do I really remind you of someone?"

She mock-groaned. "Hoo boy, yes! Let's walk to the Aoiya and I'll tell you a little story about a girl I knew..."

It is the custom for girls to make homemade chocolates on Valentine's day; then on White Day, the boys give the girls stuff. Pretty sweet, huh? Haha, get it? Sweet? I love bad puns.