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"so. . . you're not in one division? why's that?"

haru tensed at the sudden question. how'd he know? then it hit him.

[y/n's] a profiler.

"i'm fine with you not telling me.  but just know i'm here when you need me." haru watched as a smile formed on the males lips, making his cheeks turn pink and smile in return. "of course."

"uh. . sorry to ruin the moment, but the lights green."

both males turned towards the back seats, seeing
shinnosuke pointing at the front window of the vehicle with an awkward smile.

"a-ah, sorry."

with that, haru began driving to their location. [y/n] on the other hand trying to entertain his brother by pointing at random objects outside the car window.

"wah~ pretty!"  said mitsuo, clapping his hands and giggling at a fancy car pacing by.  the older looked towards it as well.  "hm. and pretty man."  replied [y/n] with a small nod.

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"there's a lot of people here.  wasn't there gonna be some type of event happening today?"  said [y/n] as he turned to his friend.  haru nodded in response.  "yeah.  some prince of oil is atten-"

"wait.  that badge on your sleeve.  you're on duty, aren't you?"

haru glanced to his shoulder.  well, he kinda was, but he wanted to help [y/n] find his brother and get to talk to him.  so, he somewhat ditched the job; shinnosuke dragged along as well.

before he even got time to reply, he seen a group of men in suits running their way.

"is everything alright?"  asked haru who made one of men stop in his tracks.  "no need to worry.  this is only a job for the first division, so don't get in our way."  said the one that stopped with a glare.

"hashino?"

the male faced him and soon his hard glare faded.  "[y/n]?"

he opened his mouth to speak, but another voice took over.  "you heard him. why don't you three go look for some lost children or something.  seems like you already found one."  glancing at mitsuo and the badge that haru has on his sleeve.

"well aren't you a prick.  he's not lost, he's my- kato?"  he faced his friend who suddenly snatched hashino's ear piece.  watching as haru's eyes widened and automatically knew something wasn't right.  hashino was quick to grab his device back, putting it to his ear.  "l told you it's not for you guys to metal with."

"but that bomb.  why isn't no one evacuated from the celebration?"  haru asked.

"we tried our very best to tell him, but the staff or official residence didn't want to hear of it."  hashino explained with a sigh.  [y/n] furrowed his eyes.  "that prince becoming king?  and they don't want to stop the event because of him?  but all those people could get badly injured if they don't find that bomb in time."

"then we have to find it."

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"it was a bad idea to bring mitsuo along.  i'm an idiot." [y/n] watched his brother stick his little fingers in his mouth, about to stop him till he noticed a white van across from them.  "that van, wasn't that how you described it?"  he asked hashino whose eyes widened.  "yeah."

Suddenly, two figures with masks bolted out of a shop, making the security guard fall to the ground from the impact.  shinnosuke was quick to help the guard, but was quickly shot with an object.

everyone stood still for a second.  was he dead?

nope.

he lifted himself up as everyone noticed it was a paintball that had hit him.  ironic much?

soon, everyone's attention was turned to the van that was speeding away from them.  one division made their way to vehicles they came in.

"how many minutes till that bomb goes off?"

haru looked at his watch with panicked eyes.  "25 minutes.  we have to catch-up with that van."

they both nodded to each other and began to run.  not before turning to shinnosuke.  "you make sure everyone everyone in the event is safe."  he nodded and made his way to the location.

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"how do we find that van?"  haru asked.

"we could just- what the hell is that car doing?"

a vehicle [y/n] seen a while ago, and knew who was driving it.  "idiot rich guy."  with a roll to the eyes he faced haru.  "he's not gonna stop, unless someone makes him.  here."  he placed mitsuo in haru's arms.  "i'll deal with him."

with that, he ran to the middle of the road making cars swerve out of his way.  a bold move for someone as smart as him, but he knew what he was doing and had no regrets about it.  he would rather be the one injured instead of the mother and child who seemed to walking across the street at that exact moment. 

"idiotic attractive rich guy."  he swung his arms wide as if a way to get the drivers attention.  seemed to work, considering that he just swerved his car and crash to a light pole.

"that was easier than i thought." said [y/n] as he dusted fake dirt off his hands. he then, quickly made his way to the wrecked vehicle with a sour look on his face.  "are you insane?  you could hav-"

a puff of smoke hit his face.  he blinked a few times, no he wasn't going to cry. 

"hmm.  a gurkha cigar? quite interesting, but not my type."  before he could talk about the reckless driving, the man stepped out of his damaged vehicle.

"kambe daisuke."  he introduced himself as haru made his way with mitsuo in his arms.

"as of today, i'm appointed as chief inspector of MPD."  he pulled out a badge from his suits pocket and presented it to the three of them.

mitsuo clapped his hands with glee.

"pretty man!"

"m-mitsuo!"

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hewo !
hope you enjoyed this chapter, even if it was bad-