(A/N) This chapter is dedicated to...ME =D! For finally beating The World Ends With You. I recommend it to anyone who has a DS. Play it. Seriously.

Fran stepped out of the school and into the cold air. He stuffed his gloved hands into the pockets of his hoodie, regretting having not worn the jacket Spanner had been shoving in his face that morning.

He searched for his Accord only to remember that Spanner was giving Evelyn her monthly check up. The fact that Haru and Takeshi had not shown up to school that day just made him feel worse.

And a red Audi that was parked in front of his school made him want to double over and cry.

Fran angrily marched past the car, hoping the person inside it would just take a hint and leave him alone. But then he felt a scarf wrapping around his neck, momentarily choking him. He was then pulled towards the car and next thing he knew, he was sitting inside the car, warm air wrapping around him.

"You're a jerk, you know that?" Fran said through clenched teeth as he moved closer to the door.

"You won't get out, it has childs lock," Bel said as he buckled his seat belt, reaching over to buckle Fran up once he was done. He started the car and began to drive off onto the foggy streets.

Fran grumbled angrily as he undid his seat belt, tugging it a bit to make it looser before buckling it back up and putting the chest strap behind his back.

"That's not the proper way to wear your seat belt, you should know that," Bel said, a small frown pulling at his lips.

"I don't care, being strapped up like that makes me uncomfortable," Fran said, slumping in his seat.

"It's not safe," Bel said calmly.

Fran shrugged and sat up, his back becoming tired from slumping.

Bel's eye narrowed behind his bangs. He pressed his foot down on the gas pedal, raising his speed. From the corner of his eye he could see Fran tense up and he decided to step it up a notch.

Fran gasped as his body banged into the door when Bel turned sharply, nearly hitting an 18-wheeler. He lurched forward when Bel roughly hit the brakes before parking on a corner.

The blonde reached over and undid Fran's seat belt.

"This," Bel said as he tightened the belt before buckling it in, "is to keep you in place in case of accidents," Bel pulled the chest strap over Fran's head and put it across Fran's chest, "this is to make sure you don't go through the windshield, your back doesn't need it."

Fran nodded numbly, his hands going up to wrap around the chest strap that was securing his chest. He felt Bel's hand settle over his before it pulled away and the blonde started to drive off again.

Bel bit his lip as he looked over to Fran who still looked extremely tense, "We have a pair race soon. Next month to be exact."

"Against who?" Fran asked, feeling himself relax.

"I don't know, Mukuro just told me to let you know," Bel said with a shrug.

Fran nodded and wrapped his arms around himself, wondering why it was so cold in March.

"You know there's a groundhog that predicts if spring will come soon or if we'll have six more weeks of winter. Isn't that cool?" Bel said. "Mammon was watching it on the news; apparently we have six more weeks of winter."

Fran decided at that moment that he was going to run over that groundhog.