Rule 1: Always Work In A Team

"Are you going to be good now?"

The woman looked over her shoulder at the man, who was wearing only his underwear, handcuffed to the bed. In doing so, she paused her earlier action of looking through the papers on his desk.

"You bitch!" The man yelled, pulling against the restraints.

The redheaded woman smirked and gestured towards her outfit, which consisted of lacy black lingerie, black pumps, and a black coat that reached her thighs.

"You weren't saying that earlier."

The woman tossed her long curls over her shoulder and resumed going through the papers. Finally, she stopped on a packet with a purple sticky note on top. The woman peeled it off and read it.

This is the one.

-L

The woman smiled and grabbed the packet before turning around and flashing the man the note.

"Well, it's been fun but I've found what I needed…"

"You're just going to leave me here?!"

"You needed to tell your wife you were cheating on her sooner or later. I opted for sooner."

The woman walked to the door and blew the man an air kiss before she left the apartment.

-:-

CLANG.

The woman emptied the bullets from the gun causing them to roll across the floor of the warehouse they were in. Once she was done, she looked back at the bloody and bruised man laying on the ground in front of her.

She raised an eyebrow. "This is all you came with? I should be insulted."

The blonde shrugged and kneeled over the beaten man. She grabbed his collar and pulled his face close to hers.

"You're going to answer two questions for me. If you do good, you may get out of this without a few more injuries. First is-"

I've been working on a cocktail called grounds for divorce
Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleeve
Down comes him on sticks but then he kicks like a horse

The woman paused. "Hold on a sec."

She dropped the man, ignoring his groan of pain, and stood up. She smoothed out her skinny jeans and reached under her cropped black leather jacket and purple v-neck, fishing her phone out of her bra.

"What is it, Emma?"

"Pack your things. We got a job."

"Lacey sent you a message?"

It was at this point the man on the ground tried to sneak away, seeing as his attacker was occupied. Unfortunately, the woman noticed this and swiftly kicked the man's gun she had dropped earlier, launching it at his face.

"Yep. Just got it this morning."

"In that case I'll be right over."

The woman hung up and looked back at her victim.

"Lucky you. I have something better to do now."

The woman turned and began walking to her pick-up truck, pulling a hair tie out of her pocket and gathering her mid-length curls into a ponytail.

"W-Wait!" The man gasped out. "Who-Who are you?"

"You don't even know the name of the person you went after? How pathetic are you?"

The woman climbed into her truck and stuck her head out the window.

"Name's Andrea Carter."

-:-

Classical music played in the background and smoke filled the air. Four men sat playing poker, while the youngest seemed to be winning.

Only they weren't betting money.

"Royal Straight Flush."

The men stared dumbfounded at the youngest player, who was currently beating the entire table.

"Dammit Harley! You've really gotten better at this." One of the older man said.

The young man, Harley as he was called, smiled at his companions.

"I've just gotten better at cheating than you guys."

The others laughed and a few downed their alcohol.

"It's your call. What do you need information on?"

Harley rested his head on a tanned hand as dark brown bangs fell into his eyes. He stared at his poker buddies and smiled charmingly.

"Remember the famiglia I asked about last week? Tell me what you know about them. And I only want to hear the good things, not anything that's easy to find."

One of the players rubbed his chin. "You certainly didn't want to waste this opportunity."

Harley's smile never left his face.

"Alright." The man sighed. "So first is…"

The man trailed off when he noticed that Harley's phone was vibrating. This was also noticed by the young man and he held his finger up while he checked it.

We're back in business

-Andrea

Harley smiled and pocketed his phone.

"Sorry boys, but we have to make this quick. I have someplace I need to be."

-:-

"Okay kids! Today we're going to learn everything about making bombs. If you lose a limb, you did something wrong."

The teenagers watched the young Chinese man in front of them. He was the only one not wearing a jumpsuit and instead was wearing jeans, and a grey-blue hoodie over a white button up and black tie.

One of the teenagers, a girl, raised her hand.

"Yes?" The young man asked, adjusting his glasses.

"Are you going to give us a demonstration?"

The man just stared before sighing. "Will that help you guys?"

Noises of agreement sounded around the room.

"Then why not?" The young man jumped off the desk he was sitting on and walked around, so he was standing behind the materials.

"First thing is-"

The young man was cut off as an arrow broke through the window in the room and planted itself next to his head. The teenagers yelled while the man simply groaned and slapped his hand over his face.

"Dammit Harley…"

The young man unwrapped the note attached to the arrow and raised one hand to half-heartedly tell the teenagers to shut up.

Mission time.

-HM

The teenagers had finally calmed down somewhat and were now staring at the man in front of the room.

"So…" He awkwardly began. "Class is cancelled for today."

-:-

It was around 3 o'clock when Harley and Andrea met up outside the door of the high class apartment that was dubbed their "meeting place". The two smiled at each other and high fived when they got close enough.

"It's been forever!" Andrea said, smiling. "Have you been beating those bastards at poker lately?"

Harley nodded as he adjusted the cuffs on his suit, which was similar to a bartender suit minus the bowtie and with the vest unbuttoned.

"Of course. I'm a pro at hustling someone during card games."

This was when the young Chinese man from earlier decided to appear.

"Aaron!" Andrea smiled and pulled the Asian into a one-armed hug.

"Hey, guys." Aaron settled his gaze on Harley and pointed at him. "You owe me a window."

"Fair enough."

The two men fist bumped and leaned against the wall next to each other.

"Just Emma's left, right?" Aaron asked.

"Yeah, but she should've already been here. She was the first one that got the message." Andrea informed.

"I'm just late because I got us all coffee."

The three turned to see the redhead they were just talking about. One hand was in the pocket of her coat while the other held a container with four coffee cups in it.

"Ready to go in yet?"

The four opened the door and were met with the sight of their leader, Lacey, curled up on their couch and watching TV on her flat screen.

-:-

"Sorry, everyone. Vacations been called off." Lacey apologized. She ran a hand through her dark brown waves that ended at her shoulder blades, before continuing. "I found us the perfect mark and it's going to take a lot of work to do this job. But the reward is going to be the best we're ever going to get."

"What are you talking about?" Emma asked.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Lacey clasped her hands together. "Our next mark is the Vongola!"

"Are you insane? We can't rob someone like the Vongola!" Aaron yelled, shell-shocked by what his leader had just announced. The others were simply too surprised to respond.

Lacey sighed and fiddled with the bow wrapped around the waist of her pleated chiffon dress. She crossed her arms and leveled her gaze at her friends.

"Oh no, they're going to rob themselves."

The four on the couch sat up and stared intently at their boss while Lacey smiled at their actions.

"I take it I have your attention?"

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Afraid to lose control
And caught up in this world
I've wasted time, I've wasted breath
I think I've thought myself to death

I was born without this fear
Now only this seems clear
I need to move, I need to fight
I need to lose myself tonight

Come with me now
I'm gonna take you down
Come with me now
I'm gonna show you how

I think with my heart and I move with my head
I open my mouth and it's something I've read
I stood at this door before, I'm told
But a part of me knows that I'm growing too old

Confused what I thought with something I felt
Confuse what I feel with something that's real
I tried to sell my soul last night
Funny, he wouldn't even take a bite

("Come With Me Now" by KONGOS)

I think that it went pretty well for it being the first chapter.

Andrea's ringtone is Grounds for Divorce by little hurricane.

And I plan to put up a poll for the pairings in this since i'm a bit iffy on them right now, so look for that on my page.

Anyway I plan to update it a lot and you guys can always call me out on it if I don't.

Reviews are really appreciated.

And I get a lot of my format from LeoInuyuka's The Truth of the Sky (which everyone should check out), so if you've read it then you realize what I'm talking about.

Miss Arcobaleno