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Akito was in a BAD mood. Why? The long-awaited pancakes he was looking forward to eating had RUN OUT.
Stomping down the SEKAI, a grimaced expression plastered on his face, he reached a halt at the cafe. His glance could kill anyone he laid his eyes on. Tsukasa was next. He better watch out and better not cry either.
SLAM!!! He WHACKED open the door.
“A-Akito?” Kohane asked, worried.
An side-eyed Akito.
“GRRRRR..” growled Akito
All of a sudden, Toya came into the cafe too.
“A-Akito-kun?” Toya questioned Akito, noticing Akito’s angered expression.
He looked once. And immediately realised the truth of the situation without having to think about it twice.
“It was the pancakes wasn't it” sighed Toya in mild disbelief, amusement and smugness.
“SO WHAT IF IT WAS THE PANCAKES?” Akito erupted like a volcano.
Toya came up to Akito and patted him on the head. He might not have his pancakes but he did have headpats from his best friend. If it was any other person in Akitos's position, perhaps that would have been consolation enough. But it wasn't quite enough for him.
“Thanks…” Akito muttered, not wanting his TRUE FEELINGS to show through…
The truth is he has a BIG FAT CRUSH on Toya.
But. Did Toya feel the same way?
An muttered to Kohane: “gayass”
Kohane replied “But… we’re gay too?”
An shook her head and chuckled. “Winners love winning.”
Len popped out from nowhere. “Damn all of you idiots are gay. An really puts the “An” in KohAne and I have no idea what the fuck is going on with those guys over there”
An muttered again “You're not cool just because you're straight and you swear you know.”
In the meantime, Akito and Toya were hugging it out like bros. Yeah. bros.
Akito smiled “Thanks, Toya. I appreciate it. It's nice to have such a very good nice bestest friend like you”
Toya reciprocated, though something was off... “yeah… best… friends-”
Kohane turned to An in excitement. “Since Akito couldn't get any pancakes, why don't we make some ourselves!”
An’s eyes lit up in pure adoration, “Kohaneee!!! I wuv you SO MUCH of COURSE we should make pancakes together!!!” she exclaimed whilst cuddling a flustered Kohane.
Len returned again, in slight exasperation. “This really can't turn out well any way you look at it. Do these people know how to cook?”
Rin appeared from behind him. “You do realise you don't know how to cook either? MEIKO always has to teach you how to operate the coffee machine every single time. Not to mention that you can't even remember people's orders while trying to serve them.”
Then Miku burst out from the ceiling. With ingredients.
“Len, we gotta cook.”
MEIKO sighed. She knew she wouldn't be getting her cafe back intact. They hadn't even asked for permission to use the cafes facilities either but she couldn't help but watch on out of a curiosity of the potential of the… intriguing events that could unfold.
“Imma need a STRONG cuppa after this.” she murmured.
Luka sighed. “So much for them wanting to surpass RAD WEEKEND. If they can't even make pancakes…”
So, they started to cook! They decided to do it in pairs, so it would be faster.
“We’ll mix the wet stuff!!” An exclaimed.
Len chuckled.. “Hehheheheh… guess the dry ingredients are up to me!!!! I guess… Toya and his sad boyfriend can get the toppings…?”
Akito sulked in the corner of the room, being comforted by a slightly concerned Toya. He couldn't be that invested in playing along with Akitos emotions too much though. This circumstance happened so often, that he knew such similar situations would blow over fairly harmlessly. But not all did.
“An… do you bake often?” Kohane inquired.
“No, I don't. but I know my friend, Mizuki, Bake no Hana’s often.”
“What does that even mean…?” asked Kohane, slightly discombobulated.
“I don't really know? Something something minaide rikai dekinai deshou or something with best friends…?” An replied.
As she said this, An proceeded to dump all the ingredients into the bowl. “Watch me, Kohane! I'm the master chef!!!” She winked at her girlfriend. Kohane noticed some eggshells left in there, but she wasn't sure whether to comment or not…
“We’re ignoring the fact that we’re not actually cooking right now aren't we” joked Miku cynically, coming in to watch.
Len chimed in. “You know what I can cook? THESE SICK BEATS!!!”
Len then proceeded to grab a large bag of flour and whack it to the beat of BRING IT ON, getting it EVERYWHERE. Also rapping and singing his vocal chords away.
All of a sudden, Rin interrupted Len’s ‘performance’. “HEY! You think you’re the rap master? We’ll see about that!”
“Wh-wha!?” Len gasped.
“That’s right… I CHALLENGE YOU TO A RAP BATTLE!!!!” Rin declared.
Len huffed. “Heh… I ACCEPT! SHOW ME YOUR WORST…”
The two then proceeded to rap and sing to the tune of RAD DOGS, whacking the flour bags like swords. Still getting flour everywhere.
MEIKO sighed. “I never thought the day would come when I'd want KAITO to return quickly. Some people really aren't meant to turn the music on in this place. I suppose they're enjoying themselves at least.”
In the meanwhile, An hauled the stand mixer over as Kohane looked in anticipation. An took in a deep sigh and said: “Oh boy, here we go! LET IIIIIT RIP!” But.. nothing happened.
Luka looked on in amusement. “They're not going to realise are they”
They spent. 20. Twenty. Entire minutes trying to figure out why possibly in the SEKAI the stand mixer wasn't working.
“Maybe there's no electricity in SEKAI!” An suggested.
“Bitch how do you think we have lights in this place.” replied Len.
“Swearing really isn't as cool as you think” retorted An.
After an eternity, Toya decided to finally acknowledge and address the commotion himself. He rose up from the sofa where he had been sitting and comforting Akito.
“Maybe its not plugged in…?” He found the plug, very obviously not in the socket.
…
“Ohhhhhhh.” said An. She chuckled, embarrassed. “Right! I definitely did that on purpose! Heheh…”
An then plugged in the mixer, which she didnt notice was already turned on… TO THE HIGHEST SETTING??1!!? Before anyone could react, the mixer went off and splattered the wet batter everywhere. Kohane pushed An away from the explosion, just so it only splattered on her, protecting An.
In slow mo, Kohane fell to the ground, surrounded by a puddle… of pancake batter.
“An…” she coughed. “… it feels…” she was spluttering.
“KOHANEEEE!!!!!!!” An cried, immediately falling to her knees. She gently held Kohane’s hand. “ARE YOU OKAYYY??”
Kohane spit out… some pancake batter that incidentally got in her mouth.
“I’m... okay, An!” she smiled. “I just landed awkwardly!!!”
An sniffled. “Thwank yuo Kohaneee!!! Your the bestest girlfriend EVERRR!!!”
They proceeded to hug, getting batter everywhere anyways.
“Thanks for always being there for me, An! I… I want to do the same!” Kohane exclaimed.
“Oh, Kohane!! You’re already there for me, you idiot!” An smiled as she intertwined her fingers with Kohane. Lets get cleaned up!!! (They used the cafe napkins)
Luka sighed. “You'd think as the daughter of the person who runs the most popular cafe on Vivid Street that she would've picked up at least one trick of the trade there. Maybe Nagi’s sacrifice was worth it. If she hadn't inspired An to become a singer, who knows what would have happened if she ended up inheriting the cafe instead of trying to surpass Nagi.”
Meiko nodded demurely, unplugging the mixer.
However, their happiness was not to last. Len and Rin were deep in duking it out in their EPIC RAP BATTLE and didnt notice the giant puddle of batter.
“FROM THE SCREEN TO THE RING” Rin spit bars.
“TO THE PEN TO THE KING WHERES MY CROWN THATS MYYYyyyyUOAHHAHAH” Len started to slip, failing then succeeding then failing to regain his balance. Rin just looked at him, stifling a laugh.
Toya looked puzzled. “Didn't that one other ginger friend I have sing a song with his best friend about KINGs…?”
An interjected. “If I had one yen for every time someone sang about KINGs I'd have two yen. Which isn't much but at least I could buy Akito for that amount.” The Akito in question was still upset about his missed pancakes.
Luka looked at the situation. “Is Akito really spending more time grieving over… pancakes… than An grieving over the death of her aunt, her life as she knew it, her innocence and the revelation of the truth that everyone she loved hid from her…?
“GUoooAHHAHAHAAHuoooiioooooAHAHAHAAHHHIMFALLLINGGGggh-” Len continued struggling to regain his balance, slipping so much he picked up enough momentum that he sent the bag of flour flying RIGHT OVER in Toya and Akito’s direction…
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POOF!
Everyone’s attention shifted to Akito, covered in the white powder. Toya was (slightly less) covered too, but his most important concern right now was Akito.
Len smirked. “This kitchen really looks like we were… huh… doing very interesting things. On an unrelated note I really like Coca Cola (for legal purposes this fanfiction was not sponsored)!”
“Shut up, you’re not Walter White.” Rin remarked, rolling her eyes.
Toya put his hand on Akito’s shoulder, scanning his expression. Only this time… it wasn't one of anger. It was more… frustration? Upset? “Hey… you good?” Toya asked.
Akito rubbed the flour from his face, though it didn’t really clean much.
“Yeah…” He sighed “I’m sorry guys. I always end up getting angry over the smallest things, and seeing you guys do all this… Especially you, Toya. You're always comforting me…”
“A-Akito..!”
“I.. really want to be a good partner… not only in Vivid Bad Squad, but as a friend! I don't want to be like before… I’m trying my best but… I feel it's not enough… I can't compete-!”
“AKITO!”
“Huh..?” Akito looked up at Toya, not expecting the sudden interruption.
“Akito… you’re the reason… the reason I can still sing! Not only that, because of you, I can truly laugh! …So please, don't overwork yourself!” Toya took a deep breath. “I really hate to see you like this!”
“Toya…” Akito looked at him, caught by surprise, then smirked. “...Thanks.”
“Thank you too, Akito.” Toya grinned back.
In the end, they managed to make pancakes, with Toya and Akito joining in with Kohane and An. With the power of bestest friendship, they were done.
However…
they turned out…
less than edible.
dingding~
The door opened.
“Hiiiii guyy…yysss..?”
Kaito stood at the doorway, staring at the scene before him.
“What the fuck.”