Marriage in Ikebukuro
Chapter Forty-Two
"Izaya, where are we going? I blandly asked, eyebrows scrunched up in confusion as said informat broker was shoving our way through the mass amount of people. His infamous smirk graced his lips once again before answering as he skipped towards our destination, his hood bobbing up and down.
"I don't know. Where are we going, Yuki-chan?" he retorted before grabbing my hand and dragging me around like a rag doll. I rolled my eyes before trying to break free of his iron tight grip.
"I have no fucking clue. I mean, a physcotic maniac who carries knives in his pocket is leading my who knows where, what on Earth could possibly go wrong?" I remarked as we finally came to a stop.
"Must you be so hysterical? Its giving me a headache."
"Good, now you know what I go through?"
He ignored my previous comment as he stared at the monument behind me. I turned my head around before widening my eyes.
"Hell no."
"Come on, Yuki-chan! It'll be fun~!"
"Your definition of fun must be totally different than mine!"
"I don't know. Where are we going, Yuki-chan?" he retorted before grabbing my hand and dragging me around like a rag doll. I rolled my eyes before trying to break free of his iron tight grip.
"I have no fucking clue. I mean, a physcotic maniac who carries knives in his pocket is leading my who knows where, what on Earth could possibly go wrong?" I remarked as we finally came to a stop.
"Must you be so hysterical? Its giving me a headache."
"Good, now you know what I go through?"
He ignored my previous comment as he stared at the monument behind me. I turned my head around before widening my eyes.
"Hell no."
"Come on, Yuki-chan! It'll be fun~!"
"Your definition of fun must be totally different than mine!"