"Are you sure you want to come with me?" Chuuya raised an eyebrow and smiles. "You know... i don't drive slowly, dear." Chuuya patted your cheek lightly and put a helmet on your head. The helmet was a little too big for you, and the boy started laughing at you. "God... You look like a kid in big brother's clothes." Chuuya shook his head and corrected himself on the motorcycle seat.