Cherry Blossom Valentine by Imouto Kitten

Chapter 1: A Desperate Day

It was Valentine's Day, and business was booming for the Kintoki store, 
the small restaurant proving quite popular among young couples, 
especially on this day of romance. The store's owner and sole worker, 
Sakurako had a smile on her face and a spring in her step as she dashed 
between tables and the kitchen over and over, taking, preparing, and 
delivering orders, busier than a bee tasked with pollenating an entire 
grove of her namesake flowers, the petite woman delighted to see so many 
couples displaying their love and affection for each other even if the 
holiday rush meant she didn't have a moment's rest.

Sakurako's spirits were also high because of her own plans for that 
evening. She had invited Souichirou to stop by the store shortly before 
when she planned on closing early for the day, and she had spent most of 
the evening before pouring her heart and soul into making the finest 
homemade chocolates she could, and planned to present them to him after 
the last of her customers had left and left the two of them alone.

However, there was one problem. Sakurako normally wasn't a big drinker 
of coffee, but knowing she would need all the energy she could get to 
survive what just might be her shop's busiest day of the year, she had 
drank a whole pot of her strongest brew before opening that morning and 
had snuck quite a few extra cups throughout the morning, and as the 
lunch rush reached its peak, she could already feel all that liquid 
making its way to her bladder, the caffeine helping her keep up with her 
customer's demands also helping to speed fluids through her system.

Of course, as an independent restaurateur who handles both cooking and 
serving duties and having no employees, Sakurako is no stranger to 
having to put off her own bodily needs to keep up with her customers' 
demands, but as the lunch rush fails to give way to the usual 
mid-afternoon lull, the young blonde starts to grow nervous as the 
pressure in her piddle pot grows, her steps slowing as she presses her 
thighs together in an effort to keep her waste waters from pouring into 
her panties as she continues taking and filling orders, even as it feels 
like every drink she pours is being poured into her throbbing tinkle 
tank.

As school lets out for the day, there's another rush to rival the lunch 
time rush, the already busy restaurant nearly bursting at the seems, and 
among the teens stopping by for afterschool snacks is one of Sakurako's 
best customers, Momoko, the redhead accompanied by Miyako and Kaoru, the 
bubbly blonde gushing over all the couples on Valentine's dates and the 
dark-haired tomboy looking like she'd rather be anywhere else at the 
moment.

"Welcome to Kintoki Store, Momoko-chan, Miyako-chan, Kaoru-kun," greets 
the bandannaed girl, "The usual for each of you?"

After taking the trio's orders and hoping the familiarity of them being 
regulars doesn't let them realize her distress, Sakurako heads back to 
the kitchen to prepare their snacks, coyly grabbing her girlhood through 
the pants of her samue to briefly relieve the pressure, wishing she 
could stop everything for just five minutes to head upstairs and visit 
her personal bathroom before resuming her work.

As she delivers the girls' orders, Miyako asks, "So, I noticed the sign 
out front advertising an early closing this evening... Got any plans 
with Souichirou-kun?"

"Um..." Starts Sakurako, her face going as pink as the cherry blossoms 
on her bandanna, "Well...i...I do plan to give him some homemade 
chocolates."

"I'm sure he'll love them!" declares Momoko, talking around a mouthful 
of cake.

"Hope you two can enjoy a romantic evening." adds Miyako, making their 
hostess blush deeper.

"Ugh." interjects Kaoru, "All this romance talk is nauseating."

"Well, I need to get back to work, the store's never been so busy!" 
comments Sakurako, excusing herself and hopeful that none of the girls 
noticed her stiffer than usual posture.

As the afterschool rush gives way to the early dinner rush, Sakurako's 
tinkle tank throbbing like a ticking time bomb, the blonde's smile 
degrades from a genuine one sharing in the joy of her customers to one 
of strict professionalism, the girl no longer able to register the 
public displays of affection as all of her attention not taken up by 
doing her job goes to preventing the prodigious pool of piddle from 
pouring into her panties and onto the floor. Sakurako is so distracted 
by her desperation that she doesn't initially notice Souichirou taking 
his usual seat at her counter until a third call of, "Sakurako-chan!"

Startled by his cry, Sakurako goes ram rod straight, her thighs 
trembling terribly as a tremendous throbbing threatens total tinkle tank 
rupture.

Regaining some composure, she stammers out, "He-hello, Souichirou-kun! 
Yo-you're earlier than I expected."

"Just thought I'd come early enough for a quick snack." replies the boy, 
the sound of his voice causing a tingling of a very different kind to 
start in Sakurako's belly.

She would love to just stand there and chat with him, but closing time 
is still a bit off, so she tells him, "So-Sorry, very busy." as she 
returns to her work, hoping he won't be offended by her snubbing him or 
notice how badly she needs to pee.

As the last of her customers leave and she finishes wiping down her 
grill, Sakurako lets out a sigh of relief... she wants to go upstairs to 
finally take a long overdue tinkle, but she doesn't want to keep 
Souichirou waiting too long, and as the stress of the busiest day she 
can remember drains away, butterflies fill her tummy, joining the 
pressure in her piddle pot, and she fears that any delay in presenting 
her chocolates will cause her to lose her nerve.

Nervous but excited at the prospects of what the evening might hold, 
Sakurako grabs the box of chocolates from where she left them in the 
kitchen for safe keeping, and despite her piddle pot's protests, manages 
to skip as she heads out into the main room of the small restaurant, 
stopping in front of the barstool where Souichirou is sitting.

Pulling the box from behind her back, the wrapping paper the same blue 
with cherry blossom petals pattern as her signature bandanna, she holds 
it out with both hands, her whole body trembling as much from nerves as 
from desperation, she starts to speak, "Ha-happy Va-valentine's Day, 
So-souichirou-kun... I made yo-you some..."

But before she can finish stammering her sentence, it happens, a spasm 
stronger than any other strikes, a spurt slipping past her sphincter to 
dampen her panties. As the color drains from her face, all Sakurako can 
think is 'Nononononononononono!' as her tired, overtaxed tinkle tank 
takes advantage of her shock to force out a second and then a third 
spurt and before she can attempt to regain control, her pent-up piddle 
is pouring full force into her undies, soaking through to darken her 
pants and form a puddle around her feet, Souichirou staring at her as 
she wets herself like a little girl.

Once she's finally empty and the shock of wetting herself in front of 
her crush finally shatters, another downpour begins, this time coming 
from her eyes and streaming down her cheeks. Face as pink as her 
namesake, she covers her face with both hands, not seeming to care as 
the box of chocolates drops into her puddle and she bolts for the 
kitchen, leaving a trail of tinkle in her wake.