He turned to see Nagisa, running towards him, butt naked.
"Nagisa, aren't you cold running around the locker room naked?" Makoto said, heaving a sigh.
"I was just so excited to hear that tomorrow is you and (Name)-chan's one month anniversary!" Nagisa said.
"Y-yeah," Makoto said, his face burning. He had spent all day trying to think of a present of some sort. He even tried asking Kou if she knew any interests (Name) had. However, nothing new came out of that. As the four boys changed in silence (well, except for Nagisa ranting about the anniversary) Makoto contemplated if he should ask for help from them. Even if they didn't know her interests, they could at least help him, right?
"Guys," Makoto stopped and said as they left the school. "I need your help."
"Oooo with what, with what?" Nagisa asked.
"I have no idea what to get for (Name)-chan for the anniversary," Makoto said, straight up. "She's so mysterious, I don't even know her favorite color. I'm utterly lost, so please?"
"OF COURSE!" Nagisa said excitedly.
"I believe I have some spare time," Rei said, fixing his glasses.
"Sure," Haruka said bluntly.
Makoto felt a string of hope forming. "Thanks, guys."
"How about this?" Nagisa said as he posed "sexily", holding a dress on a hanger against his body.
"I don't think (Name)-chan likes dresses," Makoto said.
"How about this?" Rei said, wearing butterfly wings.
"I don't think she likes butterflies either."
"Makoto," Haruka said, approaching him with a mackerel suit on.
"How about NO." Makoto sighed. Trusting these guys was starting to look like a bad idea.
"Hm..." Nagisa said, thinking. "Maybe if you get her something you believe she will like, she'll like it."
"What kind of philosophy is that..." Makoto mumbled.
"Nagisa-kun might be right," Rei said. "If you tell (Name)-san that you thought she would like it, she might actually like it."
Makoto thought about it. They might actually be right. Then he smiled. "I guess you're right, huh? Sorry for bothering you guys about this, but you really helped. Thanks."
Nagisa, Rei, and Haruka gave each other the "we did something right" look. "You're welcome, Mako-chan!" Nagisa said.
"(Name)-chan!" Makoto called as he spotted (Name) in the hallway.
(Name) turned, her expression the usual: Her eyes were half open, dark circles under her eyes, and her (h/c) hair effortlessly tied in a ponytail. However, these features made her look adorable, kind of like a lazy cat. Her (e/c) eyes twinkled in the afternoon sunlight. Makoto grabbed her hand and led her to the art room. He decided to give her the present after school, because according to Nagisa, "it builds suspense". "What's going on?" (Name) said after the settled in the art room.
"Um..." Makoto said, feeling his face burn. He always felt slightly nervous around (Name). "Today's our anniversary."
(Name)'s cheeks showed a hint of pink. "Y-yeah."
"So um..." Makoto felt his palms get sweaty. He took out a small box. "Th-this is a present. You know... Happy Anniversary kind of thing." He forced a smile, hoping she would like what was in it.
(Name) slowly received the gift. She opened the box, and inside was a silver chained necklace featuring a small face of a Siamese cat, smiling adorably. (Name) stood with the opened box, her head pointed to the object.
"L-look," Makoto began to say, hoping she wouldn't hate it, "I swear it was last minute, I'm so sorry, it was better than the mackerel suit Haruka chose, please don't get mad, ple--"
Makoto was interrupted with a kiss. He managed to kiss her back, moaning a little. His heart beat increased as he realized she had liked the present. He whimpered as she inserted her tongue, which Makoto hoped wasn't going to be a habit since it got him extremely excited in the lower region. It felt so good inside her mouth, it was crazy. He couldn't hold in his moans and whimpers, so he let them all out, slightly embarrassed. He wondered how (Name) held in all her pleasure cries.
(Name) broke the kiss, leaving a trace of her saliva on Makoto's lips. He felt light-headed, and his face felt like it was going to explode.
"That was my present from me to you," (Name) said, her face red. "Happy anniversary."