AN: Izuna and Madara are not siblings in this AU.

Tobirama:

When he told me.

When Izuna's true identity was revealed to me.

It was as if a black hole had opened up and swallowed me whole.

I had no idea.

No idea.

I hadn't even considered the possibility that he was a police officer.

And definitely not a frontline one working against me.

That night, I went to bed naked, something I stopped doing since one night when Madara had broken into my house and I hadn't woken up until I felt him creep up in my bed, followed by an hour of him raping me raw.

I curled up into a ball, grabbed the sheets harshly.

Then I had a full-blown panic attack and considered ending my life.

Izuna:

"We move tonight."

Emil was standing in the front of the room, arms crossed, looking down on the floor. He was mostly recovered from his panic attack this morning, but his eyes were still quite red and puffy, and it was late afternoon now, meaning he had cried during the day as well. It made my heart clench.

"I will join you this time. It's dangerous, and I don't feel comfortable not joining. Izuna, frontline with me. I want Keith and Cassandra with us in the frontline as well. The rest of you know what to do behind us. I trust you with my life. They have a meeting in a cellar. We will break in and capture them. Then, we'll take them here and use whatever methods we need to gather information about the leader. No civil clothes this time. And I want you to wear your bullet-proof vests."

In the changing rooms, Emil handed me ha vest.

"What about you?" I asked.

"Already on", he said and smiled.

Unbeknown to me, Emil didn't wear his because there weren't enough.

He gave the last one to me.

There was only Emil and me in the car, and I was driving. I could see him casting glances at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You're hot when you drive."

I choked, coughing and sputtering. It made Emil chuckle.

"Sorry, sorry", he laughed.

Having recovered, I turned to the side, put my finger underneath his chin demandingly, causing his adorable, burnt face to fall in surprise. "Don't be", I said.

We continued in silence as we drove to the cellar we'd been tipped off about.

"Emil... Where do you get all the tips?"

He looked at me. "Oh, right! I should tell you! Remind me tomorrow!"

"Don't you think it might be a trap?"

Emil looked forwards at this, swallowing. "It's my biggest concern. But it's the only thing we have. And the source was right the last time, at the drug dealing. And they did not seem to have been expecting us. As you said."

That made sense.

We parked outside the cellar in a dodgy street in the outskirts of town. We broke in through the windows, and came to a vast concrete area full of cardboard boxes.

There was nobody there. No meeting, no anything.

"Emil..."

There was a sudden flashlight, and suddenly, I felt a strong arm grab my neck from behind. I used every technique to get free perfectly, but the person behind me was experienced, and I couldn't budge. I could see a masked man was grabbing Emil's neck as well.

"Keith! Cassandra!" he roared, mind razor-sharp even in a situation like this. "Don't shoot! It's not worth the risk, you might shoot Izuna." Oh, Emil, not even thinking about himself. "Let them take us."

Keith, Cassandra and the backup were holding their guns, but it would be impossible to shoot without risking mine and Emil's lives.

Emil looked over at me. "Izuna, you all right?" Emmy heart clenched.

"Shut up", the man holding him said. "Or I'll kill him." He pointed a gun at me. Oh, fuck, he really knew how to work Emil... In the madness of it all, I was flattered, awful as it may sound.

They pulled me and Emil outside, where a van was waiting. They shoved us inside harshly so that we landed in a pile. They didn't even bother to bind us, which would have seemed to be a good thing, but I had learned that that meant they trusted their own expertise so much, they deemed it not be necessary. Shit, this is bad.

I heard them start their engines and drive away.