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“ Well, what do we have here? Another thief? “

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Great, Just fucking great.

She really didn’t want to deal with a mob boss’s wife, Max knew how ruthless they could be. She was dragged up her for acting strange when in all reality she was just analyzing the place for flaws. It wasn’t her fault she acted suspicious when she did stuff like that. There was hushed chatter behind Max, but she tried to stay focused on…. Cicciolina was it?

Yeah, Cicciolina.

The room was swallowed up in the shadows and there was very little light. City light could be seen, but as soon as you were looking at them your vision would have to adjust back to the darkness. The woman didn’t seem to have any weapon’s on her, but Max was just going to guess.

“ No, i’m not. “

“ Sorry to say that lying will get you no where. “

Cicciolina leaned back into her chair, eyeing the woman as her heels tapped on the glazed floors. She couldn't help but smile at how trapped this girl was and yet she sensed no fear.

“ Just let me why you’re here and maybe I won’t have you killed. “

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Jigen from ep. 129

#mine #*sighs dreamily*

“ Well, what do we have here? Another thief? “

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#OOC

" Are you still mad at me? "

His lips pressed together in a hard line and he pulled the brim of his hat closer to his face. How could he answer that? Just what was she expecting?

Cicciolina stood up from her spot, placing a bookmark in her current spot and walked past the gunman to place it back onto the shelf. She could still feel that bullet ripping through her insides whenever she would think about Jigen. She hated that, but there was nothing she was going to do about it now. Her perfectly pained nails scanned over the binding of the books, walking away from the shelf. Cicciolina wasn’t mad at Jigen and thought that maybe she did deserve what had been handed to her. She should have known pulling a trick like that would result in a bad injury or her own death.

That was something she was hoping for.

“ So, are you still mad? “

#jigen-daisuke

" Are you still mad at me? "

His lips pressed together in a hard line and he pulled the brim of his hat closer to his face. How could he answer that? Just what was she expecting?

Cicciolina was busy going through her books, just skimming through information as she would gaze At Jigen and then back to the book. This was amusing to her since the question seemed to be torturing the marksmen. “ Don’t answer at once. I want you to think about it.”

Jigen was standing while she worked, too uneasy with the situation to take a seat. “I thought you were dead.” He finally said, unable to ignore that small detail.

“ Maybe I am and you finally lost your sanity. “ She wasn’t trying to sound as if she was mocking him, but it’s how it came out. “ No, I’m not dead. At least I don’t think I am. “

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" Are you still mad at me? "

His lips pressed together in a hard line and he pulled the brim of his hat closer to his face. How could he answer that? Just what was she expecting?

Cicciolina was busy going through her books, just skimming through information as she would gaze At Jigen and then back to the book. This was amusing to her since the question seemed to be torturing the marksmen. “ Don’t answer at once. I want you to think about it.”

#jigen-daisuke

"Cicciolina! Run, run now!"

“Wh–!!”

She did what she was told and ran, kicking off her shoes and lifting up her dress so she could pick up speed.

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He could tell it had been a while since she’d been here, a thing layer of dust covered everything that wasn’t covered with sheets. He locked the door behind them, silent as his eyes scanned the distance.

It seemed that no one had followed them so they were safe, for now.

As Cicciolina threw away the dead flowers, he went to the couch and removed the sheet, the smell underneath musty but thankfully not moldy.

“I’ll have to go into town to buy some food,” he commented, “Does the water and electricity still work?”

“ The water does, the electricity will go out during the night so it will be a hit or miss. “

She honestly wasn’t to worried about it, but she knew how to fix the breaker if that was to be an issues.

“ Yeah, we had to throw a lot of stuff out, I mean we have a few canned good’s. “

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The obligatory Valentine theme. Various lyrics and sayings!

“Love’s a luxury I can’t afford.” “Who needs love when you have a full fridge?” “’I love you’. Why’s that so hard to say?” “I think you’ve practiced enough in front of the mirror.” “Maybe it’s time for me to fall in love… but no, no. I want to make money first.” “You’re more awkward than a mannequin in front of them.” ”You are beautiful.” ”You’re my universe.” “It’s such a lovely scenery.. I wish you could be here.” ”I just wanted to hear your voice.” “When you do that it makes me want to hug you tightly and never let go.” “I miss you so much.” ”You’re so warm. Can I stay here for a bit longer?” “I just wanna fall in love.” ”Stay the night.” ”We’re all worried over how lovestruck you are.” ”You’re such a beautiful view.” “I’m waiting for someone who can make me feel something like never before.” “You turned so red.” “Did they say yes?” “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” “I thought this would look nice on you.” “I call dibs on you.” ”I want to be more than friends.” “You- you’re like- from head to toe- wow.” “You’re the only who didn’t know about this.” “Let’s buy a shit ton of chocolate after Valentine’s.” “Are you alright? You look nervous.” “Can I tell you something?” “I’m so lucky to have met you.” “I’ve got a special delivery for you. Let’s just say those roses won’t be the only thing that’s coming tonight.”

"Cicciolina! Run, run now!"

“Wh–!!”

She did what she was told and ran, kicking off her shoes and lifting up her dress so she could pick up speed.

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“Alright,” he said, turning his hand over to hold hers for a moment as she drove. He needed a drink and a bed, maybe a hot shower with her. He didn’t want to take his eyes off her, not when he’d almost lost her.

Cicciolina parked that car and let out a sigh of relief with that daring escape. She hated being on edge all the time, but then again, she was married again to a mob boss. What was even worse was that she was in love with a much more dangerous man. She opened the car door, stepping out with the click of her heels and grabbed the keys.

As she parked the car, Jigen gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze before getting out of the car himself and stretching. He looked up at the building they were to stay in before looking back to make sure they hadn’t been followed. Things seemed peaceful enjoy, but he still went to Cicciolina’s’s side, wrapping his arm carefully around her waist to give her support if she needed it.

Running for his life was something Jigen did almost every day, by Cicciolina was meant to be the queen, the one person the enemy never touched.

So far, neither he nor her husband had down that job very well, but at least they were both out and safe.

“Come on,” he whispered, “Let’s go, it’s almost over.”

Cicciolina wrapped and arm around Jigen’s shoulder and made their way into the house. With the flick of her wrist, she whipped out the key and shoved it into the keyhole. It opened and Cicciolina could smell the familiar smell of stale flowers and stale air freshener. She had forgotten about the last time that she was here, with her so called husband. That had to be a year ago and she was starting to look around for the flowers. She spotted them, on a table in the kitchen in a discolored vase. She let go of Jigen for a split second to throw them away, but kept the vase and placed it by the sink to wash it later. right now, she needed to relax and put this day out of her mind for once.

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"Cicciolina! Run, run now!"

“Wh–!!”

She did what she was told and ran, kicking off her shoes and lifting up her dress so she could pick up speed.

@thedemongunman

“Alright,” he said, turning his hand over to hold hers for a moment as she drove. He needed a drink and a bed, maybe a hot shower with her. He didn’t want to take his eyes off her, not when he’d almost lost her.