<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ae/Anime_Swimmer_03.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Takahiro "Tak-kun" Tsurugi</strong></span></span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>    </td><td>His mouth full with soup, the dark-haired swimmer nodded in understanding when the object of his effection told him she would be sending him a message once she knew when her lunchbreak would be. Working in the catering industry must be tough, he thought. From what Ayumi had told him her lunch break was given depending on how busy it was. If it looked like it there would be a lot of customers during noon, she'd have her break a little later, for example, since they'd need all hands on deck to cater to all the customers pouring in.<br/><br/>It wasn't too long before the sole woman of the house announced that she had to get ready and got up from the table. <strong>"Yeah, me too."</strong> Once he was done with breakfast and did his dishes, he too went to get fully dressed. Taking out his track suit, which was white and two shades of blue, he tossed a change of regular clothing into his sportsbag, along with a towel, shampoo and some other things he'd need after practice was over.<br/><br/>Normally, he'd be out the door long before Ayumi, since getting dressed and ready took him way less time, but today there was a little problem. <strong>"Where the devil did my running shoes go...?"</strong> First he scoured through the entire bedroom, even going as far as to crawl under the bed, wading his way through magazines, sex toys, and other things that normally didn't belong beneath a bed. Oh, hey, wasn't Ayumi saying she was missing a pair of pink panties? Well, that's one mystery solved.<br/><br/>Once the bedroom bore no fruit (or shoes), Takahiro decided to look through some other parts of their apartment. Eventually he found his running shoes in what was probably one of the last places he'd expected to find them: the toilet. There, behind the toiletbowl, were his white running shoes. <strong>"What is this... I don't even..."</strong> Shaking his head, he figured it was probably best not to question it.<br/><br/>Slipping into the running shoes, he quickly tied the laces and headed for the front door. <strong>"I'm going now, too, Yasu! See you later!"</strong> Closing the door behind him, he began jogging down the hallway of the apartment complex, taking the staircase rather then wait for the elevator. Since he was running a bit late he decided to up the speed a little. At this speed it took him about fifteen minutes to reach the pool where he trained.<br/><br/>Stripping down to his swimming trunks, he took a quick shower to rinse his body of the light layer of sweat he worked up on his run to the pool. After doing some stretches, he met up with his trainer to go through the new regiment and do some focused training exercises. His trainer left after about two hours, after which the swimmer took a short break. Taking his phone out of his locker in the lockerroom, he saw that Ayu-chan had sent him the promised message, informing him that she would be on her break at a quarter past one in the afternoon and to ask Yasu to bust out the heater.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Oi, Yasu, <br/>if you're still at home, Ayu-chan's asking if you can take out the kotatsu. <br/>kthnx ^o^"</em></strong><br/><br/>After sending the text he tossed his phone back into the locker and went back to train. About half an hour past noon he hopped into the showers once more and changed into the casual clothing he had brought in his sportsbag. Takahiro left the pool dressed in black chinos, a light blue buttoned shirt, a jacket, and sneakers. With his bag hoisted over his shoulder, he set out towards the cafe his beloved Ayu-chan worked at. It was always a lively place, buzzling with lots of men perving after the cute waitresses. Not that he could blame them. If his heart had not already been stolen away by Ayu-chan, he might be tempted to go after one of the many girls running around inside.<br/><br/>Takahiro didn't head in through the front though. No doubt the line going all the way around the corner would publically lynch him if he tried to "cut in line." Instead, he wandered through the small alleyway beside the building and waited outside the employee entrance for Ayumi to appear at a quarter past one. Once she appeared he approached her with a smile, pulling her lithe frame against his own and stealing a kiss from her soft lips.<br/><br/><strong>"Let's go eat, Ayu-chan. My stomach's rumbling after all that practice."</strong> Chuckling softly, he stole another kiss before taking her hand and leading her towards the place he'd picked for today's lunch. It was a small family restaurant located at the edge of the shopping district. They'd come here before. It had a warm and friendly atmosphere, usually wasn't too busy around this hour, and had tasty food.<br/><br/>Once the waitress greeting them at the front had lead them to a booth, he became a bit cheeky and sat down beside his lover, rather than opposite of her. Their arms brushing against each other, he smiled playfully at her before taking the menu on the table into one of his hands, the other stealthily placing itself on one of her thighs, pushing up her skirt a little bit. As he was sitting on the outside, his larger body, combined with the table, blocked the view from prying eyes. <strong>"Hm~ I think I'll have <em>Lunch Set I</em>. What about you, Ayu-chan~?"</strong> As he asked her this he intentionally began to caress a little rougher, a little higher on her smooth leg, inching closer towards her underwear.<br/></td></tr></tbody></table>