Chapter 7
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Dokuro," he growled under his breath, glaring at the girl who was standing in front of him.
"Kyouya," she hissed back, moving her head up as she glared back at him, the usual shy and timid girl gone.
"No, we are not stopping at Paris," he looked down on the girl who was half a head shorter than him, "And that is final."
Chrome looked at him for a second and lowered down her head, within a minute, tears started gathering in her lone eye and she pouted, Kyouya stared at the scene in front of him, sweat started trickling down his forehead as he tried to remain as calm as he could. Chrome started sniffing and Kyouya paled visibly. He started choking on his breathe when tears started running down her cheek.
Sighing, he raised his hands in defeat, "Dokuro... we are stopping in Paris."