You and Ika were running away from the police. It turns out that you went to rob the same bank, an unfortunate coincidence, but, for some reason, Ika decided to take you with him to escape from there, he didn't bother to explain.

"Damn it...they are getting close." Ika grunted in irritation. You were starting to get annoyed, as Ika didn't even seem to be doing his best to get away from the cops.

His hands gripped harder on the steering wheel, he was sweating. The police car lights shined behind you two in the dark night, and the sirens buzzed, almost deafening you and Ika too.

Then you took over the steering wheel, sitting on top of Ika's lap. After all, it's not like he could complain about a warm body on top of him, even when it was from his enemy, who he hated the with the deepest and most burning passion...