The parking lot, then around town, Thursday afternoon

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny's bike was idling; the chrome was polished, the tank full. Now all he needed was Hinata.

He trusted that she'd show, though he was a bit concerned she might have second thoughts. She didn't call him to tell him nevermind, so he knew she'd be here. He had her a helmet and hoped she'd dressed the part.

This wasn't a date. Not at all. He was like what, a big brother to her or something. Savannah totally wouldn't care. Right?

Right.

Straddling his motorcycle, he rested a hand on his thigh, looking out for the little girl that he was going to take for a ride.

[For the one mentioned, please.]

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[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny clearly wasn't thinking about what it looked like. It was a motorcycle and they were riding. Simple as that.

Of course if others took note of this, and the position, well, who's to say what they might think?

"Just like that, sweetheart." And he started forward, slowly, just as before.

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Hinata couldn't help but think of what others would think, it was what she did, and she hoped no one would mind. It wasn't anything other than a ride.

She watched silently as they moved, her hands over his, getting a better idea of how it was to drive it.

"It's a l-lot more i-imposing, up f-front."