[Center][h3]Somewhere in Tokyo:[/h3][/Center]

A boy was wandering on the streets seeming determined to get somewhere if only starting to get a little frustrated at something.

"[color=a187be]Are you sure we are going the right way?[/color]" asked Kuramon in a somewhat worried tone from the discomfort of the bag he was stuffed into so he'd not arouse suspicion or other unpleasant situations.

"[color=92278f]Yeah. You shouldn't be so worried as I'm more than capable of making it there on my own[/color]" answer Bjarne his confidence evident in his voice. He continued down the street not bothering to actually look at the map he had is his left hand.

"[color=a187be]why are we even going there? You've never even liked parties so why come for one as far as Japan?[/color]" came the voice from the bag more curious than demanding but it was not done talking "[color=a187be]I don't know why you refuse to tell me that but you might as well after coming this far[/color]"

Bjarne was silent for a moment as if considering to answer the question "[color=92278f]You'll see when we get there[/color]." Came his voice finally with a hint of smugness tainting the voice.

"[color=a187be]That's all you've said so far...[/color]" Kuramon responded a tinge of annoyance in the voice but the tone changed when he gave back smugly, informed his partner "[color=a187be]If you intended to go to that party, you missed it by a block[/color]"

Having heard that Bjarne bolted back the street and while he made his way there he asked "[color=92278f]why didn't you tell me sooner[/color]!?" in an accusing tone to which Kuramon replied "[color=a187be]But I thought you knew your way[/color]" in what felt like an exaggeration of innocence.