Ikari didn't protest when Misaki started dragging him across the streets and into a alleyway. The blond saw his childhood friend panting and sweating in nervousness, which made him glare at the man as he ran past them. [Color=deepskyblue]"Is a good thing that the bastard couldn't catch up with us. I was this close to pummeling him to the ground..."[/color] He stated while closing up his index finger with the thumb to make a point. After that, the blond rapidly realized how close they actually were, so much that he could feel her...her...

[Color=deepskyblue]"O-Oi, you're too close...!"[/color] He said while shifting himself a little, trying not to feel something soft along the way. A blush fell down on his face as he miserably failed to not make any more physical contact with Misaki. [Color=deepskyblue]'Why girls are so damn developed these days...'[/color] Ikari deadpanned on his mind as closed his eyes shut, telling himself that he wasn't feeling incredibly good right now. He never had lecherous thoughts about anyone, and this was his childhood friend for Christ's sake! He didn't want to think about her that way, it wasn't supposed to be like that!

The teen managed to exit the alley after a bit of struggle, falling down on all fours for being so stretched. He looked behind, the blush still on his face. [Color=deepskyblue]"E-Eh...S-sorry 'bout that. Are you okay?"[/color] He sputtered words in a very insecure way, trying to not to face Misaki directly.