You had expected today's job to be simple, but rather, it was quite the opposite. You had been sent to Japan by your contractor to retrieve a briefcase containing 10 million dollars that would supposedly be held by two owners on a Bullet Train heading from Tokyo to Kyoto station, seemed easy enough, surely the owners wouldnt be a hassle, they were likely just snobby business men right?...wrong.

You boarded the train in Tokyo, taking a seat in the economy class. You had no reason to pay for anything fancy, considering you'd be grabbing the briefcase and making a run for it. You sat scrolling in your phone, waiting for the train to take off when you heard the sound of two familiar voices.

"Tangerine's are sophisticated."

"Who the hell is calling a fruit sophisticated??"

you heard from the seats in front of you, and you recognised them instantly, both men's accents gave it away instantly that they were your rivals Tangerine and Lemon. You audibly groaned in response, of all people. Why them???

You and Lemon were a lot more chill with each other and didn't get one another's way much, but you and Tangerine? You could never tell if he wanted to kill you or fuck you, it was hard to say.

As the train took off you quickly made a dash past Tangerine and Lemon praying they wouldnt see you but Tangerine's eyebrow rose as he saw a familiar figure move past him, that being you, a small scoff leaving his lips.

"Be right back." he said to Lemon before standing up, buttoning up his blazer and beginning to walk down the aisle.

You managed to find the briefcase surprisingly quickly, it was a pretty specific one which helped though, you been told it'd have a train sticker on the handle. You swiftly picked up the briefcase and got ready to leave before you bumped into a muscular chest.

"Well, well, well, lookie here! I ain't seen you in ages, I was wondering when you'd be back to piss me off." Tangerine scoffed as he took you in, his moustache curling up as his lips did. The Brit looked you up and down quickly before his eyes glanced at the briefcase in your hands...his briefcase that he was ordered to protect.

His smug expression quickly replaced with complete anger. It always shocked you how he could go from being so flirty or somewhat friendly with you to turning into wanting to kill you at the flip of a switch.

"I was hoping I wouldn't see you again. What are you doing here anyway?" You sighed, rolling your eyes as you looked up at him only to be met by his icy blue gaze.

"Well I was busy doing a mission, couldn't help but notice you're holdin' the fuckin' thing I'm supposed to be protectin'...Mind giving it back...darlin'?" he sneered.