"What?" Uta inquired.
"You heard me, I'm not dropping this! What exactly happened to you two 17 or 19 years ago!?" Shu demanded. Guess this means a lot to him.

"Shu, before we continue, I would like to ask you something." Valt interrupted. Shu didn't mind the intrusion, so he looked at the Angel in interest with what Valt had to say.

Valt began, "Do you remember your table offering of your parents and... Mikan?"
"Yes. I remember how it was decorated with roses, cherry blossoms, and lavender, why?"
"Well, when you did that alter, Mikan was dead for 7 years. Why is it that she is 15 years old like us?"

Shu averted his gaze to his twin. Mikan was silent. Guess Valt hit the jackpot!
"Look into Uta's memory. I'm not in the mood of letting anyone in it yet. Good night everyone!" She chimes away. Behind her was the wrath baby, glad that it's still under her care.

"So, does that mean she was alive for 2 more years?" He inquired, averting his eyes to his sister. Mikan had already left the room, so he might as well discuss with her after.

"Don't we need Mikan to guide us in his memory?" Valt asked. Shu shrugged in response. The two partners glance at Uta in hopes that he has a method of leading them in his memory.

"Fine, but let's go in the living room! It reeks of decay in here." Uta grumbled as he rushed out of the room. Valt and Shu followed and sat on the sofa with the red-head.

Uta began to instruct them, "First, I would love for you to hold each other's hand." Shu, Valt, and Uta held hands, "Now say a personal nightmare you've hidden from others." He smiled.
"Why nightmares? Could it be secrets as well?" Shu questions.
"Nightmares and Dreams in Inferno are key to any involvement of mortal memories. Shu, you're only a step ahead of regular Devils, so yours is secrets, I'm a step further than you, so Nightmares and Dreams are needed for mine." Uta informed. Shu acknowledged the information and kept that as a mental note. Valt kept that in his educational purposes.
"Well, shall we?"

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Uta groaned from the migraine. It's been days since he's offed political officials and the stress of being a suspect on their crimes has been deathly. So, as a leader of the Gang he participated in should do, allowed Uta to start working as a spy. Sure, he is still ordered to murder, but it won't be people from any political authority, this time it'll be members and possible leaders of their rivals.

"You got the coordinates, right?" Inquired a blonde. Uta hummed and put down the ice pack to get his mask and few guns with him.

"So, how're things going with Honcho?" He asked, he wouldn't like thinking too much about his mission. Talking about someone's love-life is more entertaining when drama is involved, like this one!

"Rantoro has been inside Wonderland a little too much! I'm not sure what's going on, but whatever it is shouldn't affect our relationship." Wakiya grunts. Uta laughed at his misery.

"Is it that funny? I can't wait until you find someone and go through it yourself!" The blond Beta cooed.
Uta shrugged, "Nothing's changed or occurred to get me into a relationship, I believe it's not for me."

"What makes you say that? A lot of the Omegas here are just DYING to get a piece of you. Don't ask how I know." Wakiya chimed with a smirk. Uta hummed before leaving the room. His mission tonight depends on him.

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The rays of light descended from the horizon of the mountain side. The crickets began their chirping tones into the night as Uta sat on a stable metal bar placed above the area his targets will be gathered.
"Mind if you tell us what you have that's so important?"
"Telling you boys won't be enough to impress anyone here. Not unless, I show you the performance."

About time you arrived. Uta kept his pistol on the first victim, and without wasting time, popping explosives startled the men and they began attacking him in return.
"The Samurai Wanderer! Get down!!" Exclaims one of the men, but tragically failed to keep his soul in his body. Once enough of the members of the rival gang we're down, Uta scanned to see how many were cold. He noticed a particular fellow in the corner.

He grinned, "My friend, mind if we make a deal?" The masked Alpha wasn't having it, he took out a knife to slice the red-head's cocky smile, but failed. Behind him was a short person. Their hair fluffy and curly with a hint of lavender. Not to mention their hair was also purple.

"What's the deal?" She asked interested. Uta was speechless. He glanced at the dead man in front of her.

"Mind if you let his body go?"
"Sure." The omega pushed the now dead man on the floor, and that's when Uta got a better look at this young maiden. Her mask was similar to the other members of his rivalry gang, her outfit black and grey with silver chains have off a mysterious aura that he couldn't get his mind out of.

"Are you a member of the Snake Pit too?" He questions.
"Of course."
"Aren't you going to be in trouble for killing one of your own?"
"I got permission as the favorite. Ashtem was delighted when I volunteered to drop them dead!" She laughs. "However, guess you did the job for me. So I'll agree with your deal."

Uta sweatdrop, "Aren't you an interesting one? Tell me, what's your name?"
"Bold of you ask, it's Iris Eyes."
"Iris as in a shade of purple that matches with your eyes and hair?"

"The Snake Pit would rather have the hue of one's eyes as their code name. It's a simple but more effective in a creative way." Iris smiles. Uta hums in understanding. The two agents calmly exited the building and went their separate ways. Before they left to different paths, Uta requested having each other's contact info to discuss more about their arrangement.

After all, this is a business matter only they knew. Nothing like a deep interest in each other, right?

Later that night, Uta made sure to make a call.

"So, when would you like to discuss this?" Iris questions. Her voice was still a slight monotone, yet it was gentle.

Uta hummed, "I've planned to have some time alone at a cafe in a week, would you care to join me there?" He smiled brightly. This idea could help him gain her trust, then the invasion will make it's move!

"Alright, you got the time and planning! Don't forget to bring those bills." She cooked before ending the call. Uta glanced at his wallet on the table. A couple of 50 dollars we're taped on its side.
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"You did what!?" Wakiya shouted. Uta sighed before responding him:
"Wakiya, we have an ally from that department! Think of the use we will receive from her." He says. Wakiya clicked his tongue and grumbled.

"As along as she doesn't backstab us. However, why ask her to meet up with you at a cafe!? Heck, it hasn't been a full month!"
"Hey, it's not like we're wearing our uniforms! Besides, she agreed. If she agreed and shows up with casual clothes, I have my faith in her." Uta smirks. Wakiya was still against it, but if Uta is up to it and planning this meet up, then it's Uta's problem to whatever occurs after.

"Scram, your date is in an hour and a few minutes. Use this time to leave and look decent." Wakiya sighs as he signals It's with his hand to assure his dismissal. Uta thanked the blonde and rushed out of the department. He first checked the cafe to observe if it wasn't going to be busy, and surprisingly, the place didn't look full yet!

Alright, what should I wear today? Uta had a hard time getting himself a casual wear. It's been a decade since he's gotten ready to meet someone. Last time that happened, a few things didn't end well.

Ugh, get it together! That was 10 years ago. Shit couldn't be controlled, it wasn't my problem! He internally hissed. His teeth gritted at the memory. Trying not to dwell in the past, he noticed a blood red v-neckline shirt that was tight. Black designs of skulls fitted well with what he intended to wear. To match this with his pants, he got himself loose black jeans that had exclusively silver chain accessories to go along with the aura he is fond of most.

His hair was nice and messy too, so he allowed himself to at least use one of his favorite earrings. Although it couldn't be noticed for how his hair was styled, it's alright! His confidence has been boosted to the max, that's all that matters to him!

Alright, now it's time to get in the cafe, and wait! Hell, if she's there early it's fine. Absolutely nothing can ruin this set up!
"Oh! Welcome to Dunkin'! May I take your order?"
"That can wait, but thank you ma'am!" Uta smiled with a sweet smile. She allowed the alpha to take a seat, however, something caught his eye.

By the side of the corner of the large window, a young woman sat there with a hot chocolate, her lavender hair moving at the slightest movement of her neck. Their eyes met, and before they knew it, time was still in that moment.

"Are you, Iris?"
"Hm, pleasure to meet you this way, Ronin- San." She smiled. Uta began to process what he had to do.
"Did you order any food to go along with that?" He pointed at the hot beverage on her side of the table.

The Omega responded with a simple "no". Hoping that he knew what she would like to eat, Uta ordered her a Boston Kreme and a simple bacon, egg, and cheese. He too picked the sandwich since he usually finds it quite nice. It's also another reason for him to start a conversation if she truly enjoys it. His drink of the day is an Americano.

"You know, when you said to meet at a cafe I believed it was Starbucks!" Iris Eyes laughs.
"Do you want to go there and get an order?"
"N-no, I'm just saying that I'm glad you picked a place I'm comfortable in than that!" She admitted, "To be honest, the drinks in Starbucks makes me feel guilty! It's a full list, and besides the place is too crowded this season."
Uta felt the pressure on his back ease down, "Now that I see you without that mask, what's your name?"
"Mikan Kirishima. I work as a nurse in a children's hospital and am known as a therapist at times. What about Ronin-San?" Mikan inquired.
"Uta Ronin. Call me Uta, no need for adding San! Since we're in this mission together, I'd like to keep the stats quo."
"Heh! Well that's great! Say, just who do you work for? I haven't heard of another gang in this area before."
"Don't question it. Our department is somewhat of a police industry, but instead of taking you down with justice, we sell drugs to earn money and kill an individual for great reasons!" Uta says in a cocky tone. Mikan rolled her eyes before noticing their order nearly prepared.
"Stay, I'll get them." Uta assured.

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