Clear blue skies and breeze-swept trees zoomed by heedlessly.
The detective took a momentary pause from the case file she was studying to switch the radio station from the annoyingly peppy pop music to news.
A warm hand clasped around her wrist and something moist and soft like lips brushed against the back of her hand.
"Nuh-uh-uh, Shin-chan."
"Kaito, let me go so I can change the station."
With one hand on the steering wheel and the other wrapped around his girlfriend's hand, the driver simply grinned at her.
"Keep your eyes on the road, idiot. We didn't survive organized crime groups just to die in a traffic accident." The girl rolled her blue eyes skyward.
"But I like looking at you~" The boy cooed, expertly maneuvering the road despite having such a lovely distraction.
The upbeat, repetitive series of "baby" came to an abrupt stop, and was replaced with the monotonous droning about the same serial killer whose case file the detective-on-board was investigating.
Blue-violet eyes widened with indignation.
"Shin-chan! I will not allow you to listen to such blasphemous acts of morbidity on our date!" He made a swift move towards the radio knobs but was countered by an encroaching chapped warmth over his mouth.
Sweet-
Squealing wheels yanked Kaito's attention back to the streets; his dexterous fingers previously snug between the space between his precious passenger's ears and the hairline behind them now frantically pulling the steering wheel left to right trying to avoid ramming into his fellow drivers.
Shinichi leaned back into her seat as her midnight blue Ferrari swerved over the pavement, damp lips opened in breathless laughter as the news of the mass murderer she was after flowed over them.