[5:12 AM- Streets of Yokohama]

You and Tachihara were heading to work, you had a meeting at 6:00, so you had to come in earlier than usual. You were on your motorcycle, helmet on as well as gloves, while he sat directly behind you, his arms around your midsection to keep from falling off. The drive to the Port Mafia HQ was a good half hour- but you’d often make it take longer just for more time with Tachihara [Tachihara]: “Ughhhh how long will this light take???” He complained, tapping his helmet impatiently