The Sound of Silence (Voracious)

He nodded a little when she agreed to it and said thank you. He frowned at how nervous she seemed. "You have nothing to worry about, Kyoshi. If I wanted to hurt you I could have done it plenty of times before now." He then brought her outside, soon coming to a motorcycle. "Here, get on," he said, before handing her the helmet.

Kyoshi blinked. She knew that he meant well and that that sentence was supposed to reassure her that she was okay. But, in all honesty, it just scared her even more. She could feel her heart beating in her ears as she followed him outside, her face completely pale and whole body shaking. To make matters even worse, he led her to a motorcycle. How was she supposed to hold on tight in this condition?? The girl was a train wreck waiting to happen. However, she managed to hold it just barely together enough to take the helmet, force a infinitesimally small smile, and mouth the words 'thank you'. She followed his orders and shakily tried to get onto the bike, obviously having a hard time with it though.

He blinked at her, sighing. It was a natural thought process; if someone hadn't hurt you when they could have then they wouldn't have any reason to hurt you later. Maybe she was some kind of idiot.

He watched her trying to get on the bike. He came over, assisting her. "Here." He sat her towards the front of the bike, and sat right behind her. She was a little small, so he could work it from behind her like that. His arms were around her so that he could grab the handles. "Now, show me your address so I can get directions there."

Kyoshi squeaked when he helped her up and blushed lightly, her head starting to spin. He was right, there was definitely something wrong with her. When he got on, she looked around for something to hold on to and bit her lip, deciding to just hold her own shirt, trembling lightly still. Then he asked for her address and she blinked, nodding as she got out her pad of paper and pencil again. She wrote it down and shown it to him. If he had rode around a lot, he would know it as the creepy white house on the corner of 3rd and Alberta.

He blinked a little as he looked at the address, and then looked back to her, seeing how apprehensive she was. "You'll be fine. My arms will be around you so I can drive, and you'll also be supported so you don't fall off. Just relax, Kyoshi. It's not as terrifying as it seems." He kicked it into gear, revving it as it would send vibrations through them both with a hum. He grinned and started off, driving down the street to take her home.

Kyoshi listened to him talk, able to feel his chest resonate with each word that he spoke. He seemed sincere, so she tried to her best to calm down. Taking deep breaths to slow her heart rate from trying to run out of her chest. When the motorcycle started, the girl squeaked lightly and gripped onto his thighs for support, not knowing what else to do. The fragile one tried to breathe again, but her whole body trembled with the vibration of the seat. Though, after a few minutes, she finally started to relax, leaning back into him to help maintain her balance.

Of course, there wasn't much talking after that. Talking on a motorcycle was hard to do unless you shouted, and he didn't exactly feel like it. He took her all the way home, and stopped the motorcycle, putting the kickstand down and taking off her helmet for her. "This is the place, right?" he asked for confirmation.

Kyoshi nodded and got off quickly. Her legs felt a little wobbly though from the vibrations and she fell down on her butt when she tried to stand, squeaking lightly. The girl blushed brightly and got up before he could offer her help. She bowed to him, trying to express her gratitude for the ride home.

Unless he stopped her, she would run into the house.

Crisis blinked as she got off quickly, and then quickly fell down on her butt. He chuckled a little, guessing she wasn't used to motorcycles. Which was completely normal, now that he reflected on it. She bowed in thanks, having gotten up befor ehe could even offer her any help, and he grabbed her shoulder before she ran off. "So...do you have a phone?"

Kyoshi blinked when he grabbed her shoulder and looked up at him confused for a moment. Why was he asking her that? It didn't really matter either way though, because she shook her head no. However, she did pull out a 3ds. That was pretty much all she had in terms of technology. She tried to pull away after that if he'd let her. It was just five minutes until 5.

He watched her carefully as she shook her head, and then pulled out her 3DS. He frowned a little gently, before giving her his phone. "Here. Keep it." He got back on the motorcycle before she could stop him or give it back. "I'll see you around, Kyoshi." He revved the motorcycle, preparing to take off, and did so if he were unimpeded.

Kyoshi blinked and went wide eyed when he handed her his phone, blinking again and blushing like mad. She just stared at it in confusion for a long minute, not even realizing when he got back on the bike. She squeaked and tried to give it back to him, but it was too late. He was gone.