(Roman's P.O.V.)

I panted, running across tops of buildings, getting to my mission site that my boss sent me to. You see,  I was known to be able to sneak some shit away from museums, such as a very expensive diamond, or a valuable crown. My boss depends on me to distract guards, police, and whatnot when I'm in a group, but, I insisted coming on my own this time. I was hoping to see one of the policemen that I've seen, and they're very attractive, with their purple dyed hair and, basically, how he looks in his uniform. I've seen him on several occasions, and, he appears at a lot of minor cases, but, he looks like he would rather prefer a larger case than what he was receiving. 

I hummed, making my last hop onto the building my eyes were set on. Tonight, I am supposed to steal this very rare item from a museum, which was a priceless mask that belonged to African ancestors. One of the masterminds, Logan, always gave out maps of the buildings that we wanted to infiltrate, but, no other building is as complex as this. No wonder why he gave me a ticket rather than giving me the regular equipment. I climbed down from the building, grabbing the ruby red suit and gold tie I was given to hide in plain site of the museum, but, he also gave me extra pockets on the inside with sleeping gas, a few small guns, which I intended on not using, and a detonator, if I came to use it at any point.

I shrugged on the red coat after positioning all of the items in the coat, and headed towards the expensive viewing party. I handed my ticket to the man at the front, and gave him a wink, making him blush the slightest bit, making me chuckle. 'People are so easy nowadays, where are the really difficult ones anymore?' I thought to myself, noticing a familiar mop of purple hair and tired brown eyes in a black suit with a purple tie and handkerchief. I smirked, making my way over to him while scanning the items in the glass cases. 'Let's get started, shall we?' I leaned against the wall the officer was on, and he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I couldn't help but notice that you're all by yourself, handsome. Why are you all alone when you could be with other people?" I asked, a flirty smile playing its way on my face. He rolled his eyes, and said, "Yeah, of course, but, I like to stand on the sidelines and watch, it's kinda my job as being a part of the police." I thought of the best response, which is surprised, and said in astonishment, "You work in the police force?! That's amazing! I have never met someone as handsome as yourself in the police force, alone with being at a function like this." I gestured around me, getting a curt nod from him. 

"Well, consider yourself lucky, Prince, because I'm actually here on a secret mission. My boss overheard from somewhere that there will be a robbery here tonight, and to prove my worth, I decided to come here and see if I can catch the culprit." He said, having no idea who he was talking to. 'Played right into our hands, love~' I hummed, imitating interest in what he was saying. "Sounds like a blast! Pardon me, but I have to use the restroom." I replied, heading towards the men's restroom when we said a brief goodbye. I pulled out a screwdriver after looking around the bathroom, just to make sure there were no security cameras were in here when I climbed through the vent and rescrewed it back on it hinges. I climbed through the maze of vents, until I found a vent above of the mask I am going to get.

While on my way through the vents, I placed different sleeping gas bombs in other areas where there was security, and the location where Mr. Policeman was. I put on the mask I was given to prevent myself from inhaling the gas, and pressed the detonator. They weren't explosions, just steady lines of gas coming out of its' opened areas on the bomb. 

(Virgil's P.O.V.)

I sighed, leaning against the wall of the many exhibits, my eyes scanning over the crowd of people. Yes, I do have to admit that this isn't my type of party, but what I told Prince was actually true. I felt like I recognized his face, but I don't quite remember from where. There were many men and women flocking over to me to ask what I was doing here, since they recognized me from different patrols and missions I have been on. I've been chasing after this gang of criminals for a couple of months, and have only seen one of them up close, which was the so called 'Roman' character, who was dressed up as woman and seduced me into going into a different room with him and being knocked out by said person. 

I huffed out a sigh, walking to the men's restroom, where the Prince went. I haven't seen him come back to the main area, which worried me a tiny bit. I opened the door, finding a few different men to be in the bathroom, but not one of them being the prince. I noticed the vent looked a little off, but didn't pay any attention to it. I heard a beep, making my head shoot up from the sink, and look towards the vent. "Shit." I mumbled under my breath, and put on a mask that my boss gave me. 

I ran out of the men's bathroom, seeing many people knocked out on the floor, with a few officers on the floor as well. I took out my gun and started scanning the area, seeing the Prince wearing a mask, taking a gun and hitting the glass with it, making the glass shatter. I yelled, "Freeze! Put your hands in the air!" He turned around, and chuckled, staring me right in the eye when he sauntered up to me, keeping an arms distance away from me. "Sorry, Love, but I can't do that, and you know it." Prince said, quickly knocking the gun out from my hand, grabbing my mask and tossing it off. 

The next thing he did was very surprising. Prince pulled off his mask slightly, and kissed me before I blacked out from the sleeping gas.

(Roman's P.O.V.)

I sighed dreamily as he fell to the ground. Putting my mask back on, I started to rummage through his pockets, finding his badge that had his name in it. "Virgil 'Anxiety' James. What a pretty name.~" I mumbled to myself, putting it back, grabbing the ancient mask, and running out of the building with it, getting into the car in the alleyway that one of the members must've brought for me. I slammed on the gas, pulling out of the alleyway, and making my way to one of the fake hideouts that lead to the real hideout. 

I got a call on my phone, and answered it, seeing it was my boss. "Hello~ What gives me the pleasure to speak to the king of this organization?~" I answered, being a tiny bit flirty. My boss sighed, and I could practically hear him shake his head, making me laugh. "Whatever, did you get the mask, Roman?" I laughed, and answered, "Of course, sir. I am never one to leave a mission without it being complete!" He gave a voice of approvement, and said goodbye as he hung up. 

My mind wandered off to the kiss I had with the cop, making my face heat up a little. He tasted like chocolate when I kissed him, with a hint of strawberry in there, making me think of a chocolate covered doughnut with strawberry filling. 'Must be his go-to doughnut when he's out on patrol.' I thought, and pulled into a garage, grabbing another vehicle, heading towards another fake hideout. There were about three fake garage hideouts, so if we needed to go somewhere, we always had a different car if the police happened to catch one of the license plates.

I hummed when I walked into the large building, smoke and liquor filling the room, along with many people playing cards, more specifically Poker. I made my way to the boss' office, knocking on the door, and being let in. I held the mask up for Patton to see, seeing a pleased smile on his face. "Good work. Logan had requested to see you in his lab." He said, and I nodded, leaving the mask in the office, heading down to the basement. I knocked on the door, hearing a 'Come in.'

I opened the door, weaving through many areas of glass beakers, machinery, lab tables, and some medical gear. "Hey Logan~ how's my favorite scientist doing today?" I asked him, sitting on one of the empty lab tables. "I am doing adequate today, Roman, but, I am concerned. You didn't form feelings for Virgil James, did you? I heard he is a phenomenal officer when he's put onto a mission." I shrugged, smirking, asking, "If I did, would there be a problem with your opinion, Logan? You didn't fall for me, did you?" Logan almost dropped something when I said that, making me snicker.

"You know fully well that I am married to Patton, Roman, so, why joke about that, you flirtatious centurion." He sneered at me, making me laugh as he continued working on whatever he was doing. I calmed down, and asked, "So, what do you need from me, Specs? Need me to test out a weapon?" He nodded, doing some finishing touches on the large gun that he held in his hands. I rose a brow, and he explained. "This is a shotgun that can fold in on itself to make a swift pistol, having two chambers for each separate type of bullet, the top chamber being for pistol, and the bottom for shotgun. Try it out on the test dummies over there. This is how you fold it in." He pressed a button that was on the side that was poking out from side of the hybrid, and it quickly folded in on itself, turning into a pistol in a matter of seconds.

He pressed the same button, and it went back to be a shotgun. I hummed, picking the gun out of his hands, and aimed at the dummy, shooting it in the chest with the shotgun part, and switching it fast enough in five seconds, and shot the dummy in the middle of its' forehead. "Very nice!~ But, of course, the blow from the shotgun could be a bit stronger, if you know what I mean. It barely dented the dummy, while the pistol went straight through." Logan nodded, jotting down notes in his notebook. "Is that all you need?" I asked, and he nodded, letting me go back upstairs to my room.

Usually, Patton had everyone in shared rooms, but, his most experienced thieves and fighters got their very own rooms, and were able to decorate it however they wanted, with whatever furnisher we desired to have. I requested to have a very expensive and soft bed that I could have, and, I recieved it in about a week, along with the mahogany red couch, and my special devices I used while being on the prowl. I flopped down on the bed, turning on the T.V. that was on the wall in front of the bed, the news showing the museum that I broke into was missing a very valuable mask that they were keeping in tact for a very long time, before Virgil showed up on the screen. I sighed dreamily, thinking about that kiss that I shared with him, remembering his chocolate-strawberry concoction. Virgil was speaking about how he saw the criminal, but didn't remember much after that, describing my facial features, which was very silly, since I was wearing some makeup to make my facial features look different than it actually did. 

Before I got into this organization, I was a specialist in makeup, that had a hobby of jujitsu, which I still did, but it's more Brazilian than traditional. I always found myself putting on different types of makeup, playing with many different techniques I could use. I hummed a tune when I took off my makeup, showing a bronze tan face with freckles across my cheeks, and caramel brown eyes, that were wearing green contacts, and dark brown hair that was dyed with streaks of red in it. I turned on a Disney movie, and went onto my social media that only showed pictures of dogs, cute things, and sometimes love quotes. My mind wandered to Virgil, making me think what he was doing at the moment.

To be Continued...