It was late when Emma called you, asking if her big brother was at your apartment or if you'd heard from him. You hadn't, Shinichiro usually didn't call or text on Mondays since he usually had to get things taken care of quickly from his three day weekends.

Poor little Emma was worried, crying with Mikey in the background trying to soothe her. So, to help calm her, you promised to go check on Shinichiro.

The cold of the winter months was biting at your exposed skin as you got out of your warm car at S.S Motors. Shinichiro's garage was no better, making you shiver as you crept closer to the concrete room.

Shinichiro was pissed, that much was obvious from his screwed up face and rough, jerking movements.