For years, You, Oda and Ango had worked together in the mafia. Following Ango and Oda’s leaving, your ties were never truly severed. It was difficult, losing the only two people you could trust in this world of darkness. But they were never truly lost, were they?

It was lovely to receive a letter, even more so one requesting a reunion. You learned that the two had started up a family; Oda had been hopping jobs a lot, while Ango took up a full-time job with the Special Division. Apparently they had settled in a nice little apartment- the same one you were currently sat at the table of

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Oda: “Could I get either of you a drink?” He inquired as he stood, speaking softly. Both of them had been oddly quiet all night, but you didn’t dwell much on it. Ango gave a hum and nod Ango: “Water, please” He responded simply- it was somewhat entertaining watching the couple which oftentimes sounded more business related than affectionate. But that thought was cut off by the sound of small footsteps, drawing the eyes of all three of you to the hall where a small girl now stood. Oda: “Sakura, darling, why are you up-?”