Hi guys, here's my new story. I did end up deciding to update 2 stories at once and flicking back between the two, it just took me longer than I hoped.

This fic is set in the same world as my other K genderflipped stories, but you don't need to read those first to understand this one.

Other than that, not much to say, hope you enjoy guys.

I own nothing but the plot.

Chapter 1: Working together

"Say what?" A weird smile twisted Andreana 'Andy' Domyoji's face and all she could think was 'oh crap.'

"You want us to do what?" She asked blankly, expecting the lieutenant to reprimand her for her slowness and her lack of formality and frankly not caring at all.

Lieutenant Awashima didn't scold her, instead she sighed. "If anything else were possible then that is the path we would follow. But as of now this is our only option."

"But..." Andy searched for the right words. She glanced at Himori Akiyama beside her whose face looked as though it had been carved from stone, but Domyoji knew him, she could see the unease bordering on panic hidden in his eyes.

"Does it have to be us?" Andy asked.

"Does it have to be her?" Akiyama asked at the same time.

There was an awkward and pain-filled silence between the two of them.

Seri mentally shook her head in dismay; these two were an excellent team. They balanced each other out perfectly. Where Andy was rash, Himori was level-headed, where she was fiery, he was calm, where he held back, she forged ahead.

Correction, these two used to be an excellent team.

Contrary to what every member of Scepter 4 seemed to believe (every member of the Special Squad definitely believed it), Seri was not all-knowing, she had absolutely no idea what had caused this break between Scepter 4's wonder pair, and it seemed neither half of the aforementioned 'wonder pair' had any intention of fixing it.

Which would be regular trouble normally but, with the mission Awashima had just assigned the two of them, it was BIG trouble.

"Um, pardon my questioning, ma'am," Himori began, Seri nodded, indicating for him to continue, "but wouldn't Enomoto and Fuse be a better choice for this mission for, uh, obvious reasons?"

Enomoto and Fuse had been together since January, lucky bastards.

Andy nodded vigorously but Awashima shook her head, "they might but the two of them have already left on their own mission which needs someone with Enomoto's computer expertise, so it had to have been done by her."

'Then why couldn't I have worked with Fuse, or Goto, or even Kamo?' Andy wanted to ask, 'or why couldn't Himo-Akiyama work with Hidaka, or Benzai, he works well with Benzai.' Andy wanted to say this but didn't, because if she did Lieutenant Awashima would start asking if there was a reason why she and Akiyama couldn't work together. And that; Andy didn't wanted to answer.

...But Seri was going to ask it anyway.

"Is something the matter?" She asked pointedly.

"No ma'am," they both said at once. Seri didn't believe them but seeing that both were unwilling to say anything she just dismissed them with a "just make sure it doesn't get in the way of doing your job," as a warning.

They both bowed and murmured an assent Awashima didn't think either of them meant and left.

When the door shut behind them Himori turned to his red-haired companion.

"Domyo-" he began but Andy cut him off.

"I'll meet you out here in two hours," she said curtly, 'If that's alright with you,' she wanted to add waspishly, but didn't because that would just prove she was really as childish as he had accused her of being. Instead Domyoji turned curtly on her heel and walked off, boots clicking angrily on the tiled floor.

Himori sighed and 'thunked' his head against the wall, "man did I ever screw up this time," he muttered.

"I'll say," a voice behind him agreed, "she's furious with you." Akiyama turned around, his colleague and closest friend Yujiro Benzai stood there, her words were blunt but she smiled at him and her pale brown eyes were kind.

Himori sighed, "I really did it this time. Now she hates me."

"She doesn't hate you," Benzai tried to reassure him, "and actually, 'furious' is a pretty strong word too. She's just upset."

Himori shook his head, "she really hates me, she almost turned down an assignment given to us by the lieutenant so she wouldn't have to work with me."

Benzai frowned, she hadn't heard of Akiyama or Domyoji getting an assignment, "when was this?"

"About two minutes ago," Akiyama said gloomily, "even the lieutenant noticed."

"Did the lieutenant ask why?" Benzai queried.

"Yes," he sighed.

"Did Domyoji tell her?!" She asked.

"No," said Himori, thankfully she hadn't felt that necessary.

"Well did she end up taking the assignment?"

"If she'd said no she would have had to give a reason," Himori pointed out, he wasn't a social person by anyone's standards and already the conversing he'd done today had thoroughly worn him out, but he knew it wasn't over yet, his best friend wasn't going to stop until this made sense to her and she hadn't yet asked the question he'd been dreading.

"So," Benzai asked, "what's the mission?"

Damn, what was it with people all of a sudden asking questions he really, really didn't want to answer today?

"Well, you know that drug ring we think is being run by Strains?"

Benzai snickered slightly, "which one?"

"The one on the outskirts of Kyoto," Himori clarified.

Benzai's smile became somewhat derisive, "you still should be a little more specific," she murmured but let it go.

"Well since neither us, nor the Kyoto police has had any luck the lieutenant has decided to send Domyoji and I in undercover, we'll be staying at the hotel they use as a cover for their less official business and seeing if we can't find some evidence that will hold up against them."

Benzai winced slightly, but shrugged, "well I understand why the two of you aren't exactly happy but that's actually a decent idea, is it really so bad?"

Himori sighed, no, that wouldn't be too bad. If that was the worst of it.

"We're being sent in undercover as newlyweds," he admitted.

Benzai opened and closed her mouth but no sound came out, her lips twitched, then she finally managed a small "oh. I see." Her lips twitched again.

Himori half scowled at her, she could at least try and act concerned for him, "oh go ahead and laugh, I know you want to."

Benzai tried, in the interest of propriety, to keep her laughter in for another second before giving in and breaking down into a fit of highly unprofessional giggles.

"Oh that's horrible," she gasped in between laughter, "you poor thing."

Akiyama's scowl deepened, for some reason, he couldn't imagine why, she didn't sound very sincere.

"I have to go." He told her, "I need to pack, I can't keep Domyoji waiting."

He walked off, the sound of Benzai vainly trying to control her laughter following him. Some best friend she was.

Himori sighed again, really, with friends like these, who needed enemies?

On his seat on the plane Akiyama squirmed uncomfortably, it wasn't the seat, the seat was fine, it was the company. The entire three hours they had been stuck in each other's company Domyoji had been glaring out the window, at the wall, over his shoulder, at her shoes, looking everywhere but at him and with the world's biggest scowl across her face the entire time.

Geez, yes they'd argued but he didn't think what had been said would anger her so badly!

This was Andy Domyoji for Heaven's sake! Up until just recently they had all been under the impression that Domyoji was about as capable of holding a grudge as she was of flying. But evidentially they were wrong, or she was really good at flying.

Still, trying to talk about it wouldn't hurt, right?

"Domyoji can we talk?" He asked, slightly hesitant.

Andy sighed through her nose, "well if you insist on talking to me, I can hardly run away now can I?" She muttered, this was true, Akiyama supposed.

"I do insist," he muttered, damn this was awkward, she still wasn't looking at him, "I wanted to apologize."

"You've apologized to me before," Domyoji pointed out.

"Yes but I don't think, actually I know, that you didn't accept my apology," Himori replied.

Andy chewed her lower lip for a few seconds, okay, yes, she'd been pretty upset. Not too long ago Andy had been complaining about a mission she and Akiyama had gone on that had ended up going bust, Andy had been whining about it with the good humour of someone who very rarely got truly angry and the ill humour of someone who really hated to lose, so in fact she wasn't really that angry but she was rather annoying. Kamo and Benzai, used to putting up with young children and Andy respectively, had been sympathetic but Akiyama, still a little sore -both figuratively and literally- over the mission going bust himself, had waspishly asked her to please shut up.

Okay, he may not actually have said the words 'shut up' but it was easy to tell what he meant.

This caused Andy to turn to him in disbelief and ask -demand- if he wasn't upset about the mission too since he hadn't said a word on the subject since they'd gotten back.

Himroi had snapped that no, he wasn't upset about the loss because these things happened and could she please stop being such a child?

The instant the words were out of his mouth Akiyama knew he'd gone too far, Benzai and Kamo who'd been murmuring quietly to each other in the background stopped talking instantly and Domyoji's green eyes narrowed to slits. Then Andy turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.

She'd barely spoken to him since.

It wasn't so much what he'd said, it was more that it was him who had said it, if Benzai, Kamo or one of the others had accused her of being a child Andy probably would've stuck out her tongue at them to show them exactly how mature she was and proud of it! But Himori was different. Maybe because she worked best with him, she didn't know, but she had always valued his respect higher than anyone else's, save, perhaps, the King's.

So that had stung.

But Akiyama wasn't to know that, that was her fault, not his.

"If you can forgive my acting like a child recently I can forgive you calling me one," she proposed.

Himori took her hand that was resting on the armrest between them and squeezed, "forgiven?"

Domyoji smiled and squeezed back, "forgiven." She confirmed.

See? That wasn't so hard!

Just then the signs above them turned on and the speakers informed them that the plane would soon be landing and the two buckled in accordingly. Himori tried to let go of Andy's hand but she gripped his tighter, her face alight with excitement, Andy loved flying, especially takeoff and touchdown. By contrast, Himori wasn't all that crazy about flying but the redhead's excitement was contagious and Himori found himself squeezing her hand back again. As his hand tightened on hers he felt the metal of her 'wedding ring' dig into his skin. Akiyama's stomach gave a funny jolt that had nothing to do with the descending plane, how could he have forgotten?

They weren't just going on an undercover assignment; they were going undercover as husband and wife!

What had he let himself be dragged into?!

As though she could read his thoughts Domyoji smiled at him, "this'll be fun!"

"Heaven help me," Himori muttered.

After they (finally) left the airport and reached their hotel, the hotel run by the very Strains(?) they were trying to arrest, Andy tugged on Himori's hand, a backpack over her other arm, he pulled their suitcase along with his free hand.

"Come on dear! We have so much to do!" Domyoji was actually talking about their mission but she looked like any other newlywed wife eager to get started on her honeymoon. This hotel catered specifically to newlywed couples which was why Akiyama and Domyoji were posing as such.

"Don't call me that," Himori muttered under his breath.

"Well I'm not going to call you 'Akiyama,' that would be a dead giveaway that we're not really as close as we should be, and besides, that's not your name anymore, Hiroto Arakaki." She smiled. "I'm so glad the lieutenant decided we should keep our old initials."

"My old initials," Himori corrected, "your initials if we were to actually get married."

"Same thing really," said 'Aki Arakaki' beaming at her 'husband.'

"No. It's isn't, and stop enjoying this so much," Himori ordered.

"Never!"

After they had put their things away, and done a decent job acting like a married couple on the way to and fro if Akiyama did say so himself, then they went to get lunch and talk in a place where there wouldn't be cameras watching their every move.

"So, let's get down to business," said Domyoji, her smile fading into a serious expression, or at least as serious as Domyoji ever was, "we should spend a few days acting like a legitimate married couple on their honeymoon so we avoid suspicion, while we do that we can get to know the locals, find out who knows who and what. And we can even see the sights while we do it like a real married couple!" She beamed.

"I don't know what sights you're expecting to see here, and stay on topic please," Himori sighed, sipping his coffee, Domyoji had way too much energy, didn't she even feel jetlag?

"I am staying on topic!" She cried, "this comes under the heading of 'acting like a married couple'!"

"Anyway," said Akiyama, trying not to spend too long on the 'married couple' part of the operation, he didn't want to lose his nerve, "by then we should have some clue to who's really running things behind the scenes here, we'll spend a few days on them and see what we can uncover about them, if all goes well then we should be able to find some proof as to their crimes or at least come up with a lead, if not..."

"We start again," Andy finished, sipping her iced chocolate. Himori nodded.

Together they finished their drinks and left.

"And I'm his wife, just call me Aki!" Andy finished with a blinding smile, sitting on the bench behind her Himori gave the older couple a much less convincing smile.

"Really? You two don't act like a newly married couple," the older woman said, looking from one to the other.

The smiles slid from both faces like water, "really?" Asked Domyoji, dismayed.

"You're both very comfortable around each other, like old friends, you don't seem like you've only been married for a while."

Himori sighed inwardly, day one: already a total screw up.

"We've known each other for a while," said Andy smoothly, seemingly unfazed. Himori was going to take a minute to despair over the fact that the young woman he often thought of as reckless and unprofessional was way better at this than he was.

But that was the truth, wasn't it?

They hadn't known each other for a really, very long time. But it wasn't about the quantity of time spent together but the quality. Their work in Scepter 4 had more than once put their lives on the line, almost half a year ago, in January; Domyoji had almost been blown up by a violent Strain targeting Enomoto, she had very nearly died and her wounds had taken months to fully heal.

With their lives so often on the line they depended on each other as much as any married couple would, everyone (well, almost everyone) from Scepter 4 depended on each other like that. But Akiyama depended on Domyoji even more than that, they often worked together and his life had more than once been in her hands, she was brash and reckless but she'd never let him down. And he liked to think she felt the same way about him.

Wait, back up, had he really just compared the whole of Scepter 4 to a married couple? Oh God...

Akiyama leaned forwards and ground the heels of his hands into his eye sockets, he was really going to need some brain bleach.

"What's wrong?" Andy asked, placing a hand on his arm.

"Headache," he lied through gritted teeth, well it wasn't a total lie, he had one now! Mind soap! ASAP!

Domyoji smiled at him, and wrapped her fingers gently around his arm and pulled him to his feet, "let's go lie down," she suggested.

What a fine idea.

Akiyama and Domyoji glanced at each other and then glanced away awkwardly, "I'm sorry," Andy apologized.

"I knew about this, in theory, but I never really thought about... I just wasn't thinking..." She blushed and trailed off.

"N-No problem, I'll sleep on the couch," said Himori, also blushing, it wasn't actually a big problem on its own it was the, uh, implications that went with it that had them both blushing.

There was only one bed.

Done! Hope you enjoyed!