The room was lit mostly with a low pinkish glow. Everything was neat as if nothing had been disturbed. The soft sound jazz floated throughout the luxury place. A black curved couch sat in front of a large television that hung effortlessly from the wall. A small bar, where the pinkish glow emitted, had a spotless marble top. There was stairs that lead up which was immediately met with an slightly ajar door, as well as a ledge that inched around the entire room, revealing 3 other doors. What separated this room from the rest of the estate was two large black doors. These doors was blown to mere splinters rushing through the wreckage was a young man with brown hair. He raced up the stairs and nearly knocked the door off the hinges.

There was a few things that was immediately obvious to the young man. First the large man that lay naked on the bed face down was dead. Second was that there was a very thin needle buried in the folds of his neck. One that was the signature mark of a famous assassin. There was no point in counting his search for anything relevant. He knew this assassin, and their work. He made his way to the outside, often passing others as they entered the home, searching every nook and cranny for any shred of evidence. Though he knew better, Gaia had set all signs to point at someone else's criminal activities, and not leaving a piece of her own save her murder weapon.

The young man stopped on the lawn of the estate. Red and blue lights shining from the many law ental vehicles. The moon was full, the slightly swaying the entirety of the scenery. He knew she was watching. There was no proof even using a technique he had modified to pick up on the presence of others within a large area he could not find them, or rather her. He had a gut feeling it was a her, and his gut has yet to be wrong.

He wanted nothing more than to be in the arms of his fiance right now. She'd be back in the middle from her trip with the other board members of the company The Revolution, she had been one of the members that dealt with opening new locations. He wasn't too comfortable with her working with them if he was being perfectly honest with anyone. Despite his disposition, he supported her and her company through and through. He was there when he needed to be and even helped with getting their brand known. He was after a pretty famous agent for the Empirical Protection Agency, or E.P.A as they were usually addressed. He served under the grand general Budo himself.

*Bzzzzzt* *Bzzzzzzzt* He removed the phone from his pocket, the caller ID bringing a slight smile to his face. A brief conversation was held before he ended the call. Chelsea was finally back in town. Now all he needed to do was get things wrapped up her and get home.

Chelsea was in the passenger side of a sleek black spots car. She was looking out of the window admiring the passing sights. Tatsumi was the only one who knew that the scenery passing by do fast it all blurred was secretly calming to her. It was so surreal to her. She'd almost forgotten about the person driving her, almost.

The man next to her had green hair, a green jacket and black pants. He had been sending glances her way. He honestly didn't trust the woman next to him. She had long, straight, black hair with a flower pendant in it. Her eyes a cobalt blue. She wore a black dress and black heels. A small purse present in her lap. She looked beautiful, not as much as the love of his life but still, quite the looker. However she looked now he knew it was false. Gaia/Sayo wasn't real. Just a facade she put on for those who wasn't involved in her personal life. Or maybe he was, he didn't know who she truly was.

On multiple occasions Night Raid had tried tracking her, to find out who she was behind the disguise. But no matter how much they tried, it never was successful. One of Night Raid's members would drop her off and that'd be the end of it. They'd never see her again until she was needed. Maybe that was why he didn't trust her, he didn't know her. Whatever the reason he respected the hell out of her. She was a very successful assassin.

As he came to stop at a light Gaia simply exited the car. The action garnered a few distasteful looks as they assumed he'd done something wrong to make the girl exit his car. With a snort he drove off as the light switched, obviously above the speed limit.

By the time she made it back it was in the early hours of the day already. She quickly showered and went to bed. She hadn't seen Tatsumi anywhere within the luxurious apartment. Something inside her itched. Was it knowing that one of the best E.P.A agents was assigned to her case, or maybe it was that she was marrying said agent. It could even be that she actually loved him. Silly as that sounded she knew that was it. She just needed to stack other options with it.

At first it was merely beneficial for her career and her sex life. But she fell for him. In fact at one point he had left her, but Gaia always got what she wanted. Despite how close she was to the fire she knew it was one of the safest places for her. Tatsumi would stick with her come hell or high water now. He wouldn't even abandon her if she outed herself as Gaia at this point.

However tantalizing that prospect may seem it wasn't going to happen. She wouldn't take such an unnecessary risk. It would make way for mistakes. Maybe some day she'd leave the mask of Gaia behind. Just not today. Soon she found herself asleep.

She awoke to the smell of coffee and breakfast. One of her most favorite qualities of the man she was set to marry. She could cook, somewhat. But Tatsumi, he could do way more than cook. Further more he treated her like gold, but not fragile. He did some things for her, and pushed her to do others. It was quite nice in her opinion. Unfortunately the breakfast and the coffee will get cold, after all she hadn't seen her fiance for a few weeks until last night. She needed some time to make up for those few weeks.

When she exited the room however there was a few faces she hadn't wanted to see. Akame Najenda and Leone allow sat at table stuffing their faces and calling for more. She had to admit, she was pissed. They crashed her first morning back probably because they had nothing else better to do. They were also two of the only three that knew of who she really was.

How was that. This is a Chelsea story. There will be a lot of pov switches. Mainly through Tatsumi and Chelsea a few to some side characters. How will she deal with being a assassin and a fiance to one of the best agents in the empire. This is an au obviously. There are somethings I'll explain later. Like imperial arms/teigu