"Alright you two, I just got a tip on your next bounty." Clad in the newest, over-the-top, tacky fashion trend of the week, the plump cafe owner and recovery house manager, Mary, spoke to the two collectors, "For this one you're going undercover in the target's place of business."

"Oh! It's going to be like in one of those secret agent movies," the green android perked up at the thought. Mira had taken a liking to the classic early 2000's films Kyouma had in his attic after he brought them down during some spring cleaning.

Her happiness was interrupted by a soft smack on the back of her head from her partner, "We already are secret agents, piece of junk."

Koorogi snickered from his terminal, "Not very secret if you ask me, with all the time I spend wiping Kyouma's ugly mug off social media."

"Oi, quit your chirping, cricket."

Mira spoke before things got too out of hand, "So where are we going in undercover?"

Mary gave a devilish smile, one that instantly made Kyouma apprehensive, a devious Mary wasn't a good Mary, he knew from experience. Her smile faded into a smirk as she spoke, "You two have just gotten into the most expensive place to dine, dance, and desensitize on this side of the hemisphere, Club Ivinusday." Mary pulled out a golden ticket from her coat pocket.

Kyouma heard of the club, it wasn't much of a surprise since practically everyone in the entire city couldn't keep it out of their discussion for more than a week. It was set in a prime location of the city, overlooking both the ginormous structure of the coil tower as well as a spectacular view of the ocean, sitting at the top of one of the tallest skyscrapers.

One of the reasons it's so talked about is the fact that no one has ever seen it in person. Cloud generators run all day, blocking the place from view from both the ground and air, to most it really did seem like a piece of heaven on Earth. Kyouma still thought it was a load of crap, but even he could tell how hard it was for Mary to get a reservation there

Kyouma turned to Mira, "I guess that means your serving the place with the other bolt brains."

"Whaaat!" Mira exclaimed, "But I wanna go to the club too!"

"Oh don't worry Mira, you'll be next to him the whole time," Mary said with a smile.

Kyouma looked at Mary with a confused look, "How? There's only one…"

With a quick brush of her thumb and index finger, Mary exposed the second ticket hiding from view behind the first one, "You were saying?"

Kyouma looked darkly to the ground, an ominous aura coming around him.

Mira was taking on an increasingly worried one as well, towards her partner's reaction.

"Mary…"

"Hmm?"

"...Just who did you kill to get those tickets?" Kyouma glanced up at her slowly.

Mary broke out in a fit of loud boisterous laughter. She wiped a tear from her eye, "Oh Kyouma, you're a real comedian. I knew I didn't just hire you because of your work background."

"That's the only reason you hired me," gruffed Kyouma, "And you finally have someone to use up that gasoline you're sitting on."

"That is true, but in all seriousness, this from was a favor I decided to finally call in," Mary answered.

Kyouma just shook his head, "I pity anyone who owed a favor like that."

"Wait why are those tickets such a big deal?" Mira asked, still not fully grasping the situation.

Koorogi piped up, "Oh no big reason… only those tickets cost about as much as it took to build my workspace."

"Woah! So expensive," Mira was surprised, analyzing the numerous expensive technology and equipment around the hideout, why would Mary let us use such a valuable thing.

"This is more of a personal matter," Mary began to explain, "The owner of Ivanisday was an old colleague of mine. Whom I had a very large falling out with, one that cost me a huge financial and social loss in the club scene. Nearly caused me to go bankrupt, that damn spoilt..." She held the two tickets out to her favorite pair of collectors, "If illegal coils are found within the club, it would ruin his clubs reputation and bury him financially."

Kyouma sighed as he took the tickets, pocketing them in his coat, "Ugh, I feel like an errand boy…"

"Thank you for letting us go to such an expensive place, Mary!" Mira thanked he employer. The two of them said there goodbyes and left on their way.

Mary sighed, staring at the pair who she knew were each unaware of their true feelings for each other. Mary could tell, she had lived long enough to recognize the signs, her soap operas helped too. "Don't mess up this chance, Kyouma," Mary said under her breath, "You deserve to be happy just as much as everyone else." She turned to her favorite technology expert, "Korogi!"

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"Give their bounties for the next week to someone else, let them have a bit of a break," Mary gave a soft half smile to the backs of her favorite collectors walking out the door, "Flowers take time to blossom."

"AHHHHHHH! This is so exciting, Kyouma! Getting to go undercover, and in such a nice place too!" Mira was currently having as close as a robot could get to a 'girl' moment in the seat next to, quiet as always, Kyouma. He was fine at letting her have her moment… although if she screamed like that again he was put the car into a J-turn, the beast smiled to suppress a laugh, That always seems to quiet her up.

Mira's eyes turned blank as she went exploring the internet, "Oh wow! Kyouma!"

"What."

Mira blinked out of the interface, "It turns out that this place is more than just a club, it's a more akin to a resort!"

"So? Just means more area to track down the coils," Kyouma shot down.

"That won't matter. One ticket entails a whole week of divine relaxation, rejuvenation, and rejoicing," Mira said, looking brightly at Kyouma as she delivered her lines, somewhere in the world a commercial model sighed in envy.

"Oh, a week…" Kyouma then froze, shaking his head, his brain doing a double take, "Wait, a week! Mary never said anything abou… " He came to a moment of realization, Mary planned this... damn woman, always getting her way!

"Oh, Kyouma, this will be so fun!" Mira beamed, holding the tickets close to her chest, "Won't it?"

If Kyouma was the colder man that he had been before his return to Easter Island, he might have flat out rejected her and forced her to go alone as a worker anyway, all just for being a 'bucket of bolts'.

Now, however, now looking at that soft, radiant smile she graced his rough, matte face, he felt the almost forgotten feeling of his heart skipping a few beats. Even with all his training as a soldier, he couldn't hold back his blush, threatening his hard as steel reputation.

"Yeah, yeah…", he answered with fake indifference turning away from her, hoping that she didn't see the redness of his cheeks.

As the car rumbled down the highway, the cabin of the vintage vehicle was filled with the sounds of Mira's joyous ramblings of the trip to come, and if your hearing was as sensitive as a dog, you might have heard the moving of Kyouma's lips into a content half-sided smile. Who knows... Maybe this trip might actually be fun.

A/N:

I'm alive, I swear.

Sorry for the short chapter, I just needed to upload something to get the juices flowing.

Is it weird that I work better on stories in school than out of school?

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