After she was made to wait four extra minutes past the time he claimed he'd pick her up at - hey, being late is being late - Maiyuki shot him a rather nasty look as he drove them towards the festival, staying silent the entire ride there. She didn't like dates, but anything to get him to stop bothering her about it. Plus it was an excuse to wear the new dress and ring she purchased a week before; the red teardrop diamond matched her black silk halter style couture dress and ankle slouch heels. She had to admit, she looked damn good, and when she saw him she begrudgingly admitted they made quite the good looking pair.
But no sooner did they arrive to the festival did she hear the sirens and frowned. "We just got here and already there's trouble?" she grumbled, climbing out of the passenger seat with Keichi's help. Turning around after shutting the door, she was surprised when a bouquet of flowers were shoved towards her. "Thanks..?" she said slowly, though the charm of the gift wore off when she looked up to see a cellphone in his hand. "What the fuck..?" she groaned, folding her arms across her chest in anger. "You beg for this and now you're going to ignore me?" Of all the times she's ever been not amused, this time took the cake.
The minutes ticked by as he spoke quietly into the phone, and the girl was losing her patience. But as she turned around to open her mouth, tirade ready, he was hanging up the phone and walked back towards her. "What the fuck was that about?" she shot at him, expression dark with anger as they began to walk towards the bustling crowd. As his hand slipped into hers, her muscles tensed and she slipped her hand out, only linking their pink fingers together. Being the only person to know the reasoning of her personality change, he should understand. "I guess.... but if that phone rings again, I'm throwing it under a car, wakaru?"