You

"There."

You were fixing Chuuya's hair, or more accurately, styling it to seem different. His hair, which you thought to be rough, was really soft.

Chuuya

"What is this... Can I have my coat back now?"

You

"No. He'll recognize you."

Chuuya

"Aww come on... It's just a coat."

Chuuya complained.

You

"Besides, you look a lot better like this."

Chuuya

"I do?!"

Chuuya looked remarkably different; he was dressed like one of those basic ass teenage white boys. Sweatpants and a solid-coloured hoodie. Now that you'd clipped it back, his hair looked more like Tanizaki's.

Chuuya

"Well, I might go for this look every day if you find it so pleasing."

You

"But if you go for this look so often, I'll just get bored with it."

You two then entered the bar. It smells awful of beer. Chuuya, of course, was used to the stench, and you felt sick. You'd never been to a bar before, so this was another first for you.

You

"Chuuya, is it supposed to smell like this?..."

Chuuya

"It smells like this all the time. It's always the same smell no matter what bar you walk into."

You

"Right..."

Chuuya

"Look. That's him over there."

You two were still standing at the door of the bar. You and Chuuya both looked at the bartender from a comfortable distance. In other words, the assassin. But he seemed entirely different for some reason. You had a hunch it was him, but maybe you only felt this way because the assassin was going undercover.

You

"Oh shit... What do we do?"

Chuuya

"Wh- You don't have a plan?!"

You

"You don't?!"

Chuuya

"I thought you had a plan!"

You

"Chuuya, you're a Port Mafia executive, you should be the one who's coming up with the plan!"

Chuuya

"Well too bad!"

You

*Sigh*

???

"Hi, there! Would you two care for a drink?"

You

"Shit!..."

The bartender smiled at the two of you, seeming friendlier than usual. He was motioning his hand to go over to him. You and Chuuya made eye contact before continuing to walk your way into the bar.

???

"Here's the menu. Let me know when the two of you are ready to order."

Chuuya

"Does he really not see through our disguise?"

Chuuya whispered to you as the bartender turned around, his back to you.

You

"I don't know... We'll just have to see."

When the two of you eventually placed your order, you watched as the bartender reached for a bottle and began pouring the drink you had requested.

You examined the bartender's nametag.

"Lucas"

I'M FUCKING SORRY I HAD TO COME UP WITH THE MOST BASIC WHITE ASS NAME 

You

"Your name is Lucas?"

???

"... Yes."

You

"I like it. Your name."

Lucas

"Thank you so much. Nobody's ever told me that."

You

"Well, now I have."

Chuuya was so pissed by this that he didn't even want to talk to Lucas.

You were certain that this was the assassin now. The individual who matched the fingerprints in the files you viewed had the same exact name, Lucas.

Lucas

"Please, enjoy your drinks."

Lucas stepped away from you to take another order from someone else.

Chuuya

"I don't think he realizes that we're after him."

You

"Really?"

Chuuya

"If he knew it was us, then he would've done something to the drinks for sure. But when he was making the drinks, I didn't see him put anything in it."

You

"Well... What if he had already put something in the drinks before we could see him do it?"

Chuuya

"I doubt that's a possibility. If he'd have drugged it, then that person over there would be out cold."

You

"... But why that person specifically?"

Chuuya

"Because I ordered the same thing he did. So, let's drink!"

You

"Chuuya- No!"

Chuuya

"But there's nothing in it!"

You

"But we're here to carry out a mission, not to drink! And I don't drink, remember?"

Chuuya

"But come on now... They're right there in front of us, I just can't resist!"

You

"You can, and you will. Besides, stop underestimating him. He's an assassin, remember? He could've been super slick in drugging our drinks."

Chuuya

*Sigh* "Fine... Just this once."

You

"Wow, you're actually resisting."

Chuuya

"Well... You gave valid reasons this time. So I'll listen."

You

"That's surprising."

You laughed, setting aside both your glass and Chuuya's to the side.

Looking around, you observed that no one was there. Everyone had left, despite the fact that you had heard a lot of discussion just a few minutes before.

Lucas

"Tell me,"

Something cold pressed on your neck. There was no pain, although it was really cold.

Lucas

"How do you know?"

You

"..."

Chuuya

"... Know what, Lucas?"

Chuuya had finally spoken something to him. Those were the first things he had uttered to him that day.

Lucas

"Don't play dumb. You know what I'm talking about."

You

Shit... Were I and Chuuya too loud?...

Lucas

"Now, answer me. How do you know? The both of you?"

Chuuya

"Because you're-"

You couldn't and didn't want to be poisoned again. 

The bartender, more like assassin, Lucas, was standing behind you two with his two blades, one against your neck and the other against Chuuya's. 

After cutting Chuuya's sentence off, you grabbed Lucas' hand, which was on the handle of the blade, and attempted to take his own weapon out of his grasp. 

But in this situation, all you could do was knock it out of his hands.

Chuuya

"Holy shit!"

He had to go fetch his sword, it was now on the other side of the bar, which meant he drew the blade away from Chuuya's neck.

Lucas

"You are one pain in the ass, you know that?"

You

"Yeah, I'm aware."

You were able to fight properly now that you were at a bar that was actually empty, and not on a tiny tram filled with people. 

Lucas was at one end of the bar, while you and Chuuya were at the other. 

Because of all the movement, the clip on Chuuya's hair got loose, making it normal now. The same was fair for you; your disguise had been uncovered.

Lucas

"You're!-"

You

"And you just realized now?..."

Lucas

"Hmph... Chuuya and Y/N. I've heard about the two of you quite a lot from my boss. It was stupid of me to not see through your disguises... Well, as you two now know my identity, I must dispose of you-"

Chuuya

"Actually, the police already know."

Lucas

"They- What?!"

Chuuya

"Hehe... You fucking idiot. As an assassin, I expected more from you!"

You

"The scalpel. Your fingerprints were all over it."

 Lucas remained silent, contemplating how he could have been so dumb.

Lucas

"God- Whatever! I'll still get rid of you since you're pissing me off so much!"

Lucas dashed at you and Chuuya, evidently chasing Chuuya first. Chuuya was effortlessly avoiding as you were preparing your explosives.

Chuuya

"Jeez, you're seriously enraged and you still can't get me?"

You

"Chuuya!"