Chapter 2

Having three days to yourselves was more than you'd bargained for, but you weren't complaining. Makoto had made it clear that it was three days starting the next day, so you had a few hours plus three days of being with your boyfriend.

So far, you were still in the room, but had pulled up chairs so both of you were facing the window and can look outside at the night city. It was nice to talk about things, and the room service wasn't that bad. "Will you ever quit your job?" You sighed, asking the question for about the millionth time.

"You know I won't," Makoto smiled, answering the question for the thousandth time. "The pay's good, and I'm not actually subject to danger."

"Going undercover does not mean you're immune to danger," you sighed and scooted closer to Makoto. Seeing he's about to reply, you immediately added, "Not even if you're only an investigator. Those are the most valuable people, y'know."

That shut up him.

"You aren't just valuable to them," you continued, in the mood for giving a good lecture. "I think you sometimes forget you're valuable to me, too." You turned and pouted. Seeing the guilt starting to show on his face, you decided to shut up and smile instead. "So…"

"Don't die?" Makoto suggested helpfully.

You nodded. "Yeah. Don't do that, I'll be very sad." You both laughed, then got back to talking about more casual stuff. Neither of you liked talking about work, especially if it was during a time for relaxation.

"Where do you want to go for the next few days?" You asked Makoto, scooting even closer to him so that you could lean on his shoulder.

He thought for a bit. "I was hoping we could go somewhere like the park tomorrow, or somewhere near that?"

You laughed. "Going for the romantic route, are we? Sure, we can do that. But we still have two days left."

"I'm thinking of somewhere like the city for the second day."

"The city?" You narrowed your eyes and leaned back so you could stare right into Makoto's. "You do realize the risks of that, right? You're probably going to have to wear a hat and sunglasses. Then you'll probably get a stroke, and die, and fail the country. So no, I don't think we can go into the city."

"Come on," Makoto said, with a hint of pleadingness in his voice. "We haven't been in the city together for ages. Who knows when we can go there again, especially with all these strange assignments coming up?"

You took a deep breath. It was true that you haven't been in the city - the large ones - for a while, because of Makoto's lack of time and lack of security in large, crowded areas. Personally, you didn't mind, as the large cities weren't much of an attraction anyway, except for maybe good food and a handful of shops that suited your fashion tastes. And with more and more urgent missions coming up, you tried to protect Makoto as much as possible, sometimes going as far as to keep him in his own house while you brought supplies to him.

"What's all this fuss about the missions, anyway?" You asked, changing the subject. You'll have to spend some time to think on the whole let's go to the city and possibly get shot! Thing. "Did the government finally bite off more than they can chew?"

Makoto laughed, and the topic was successfully changed. "Something like that. An organization popped up recently, and it's been getting pretty powerful. The bosses are scared they're going to overthrow the current government and start a new one, so they want all the information they can get."

You raised an eyebrow. "And you're perfectly fine with me knowing all of that? Shouldn't it be, like, classified information, need-to-know basis only?"

He shrugged. "It's pretty common knowledge among people like me, and I think you should know too because you're one of my people," he smiled and booped you on the nose. You didn't like it as much when he did that so you grabbed his arm before he could pull it back to his side and yanked (hard) so he lost his balance and fell on you.

"Thanks for confiding in me, but don't touch my nose," you breathed, his breath tickling your face. You cut off his reply by closing the gap between the both of you, your lips soft and inviting, his mouth slightly parted. Perfect opportunity.

You took whatever advantage you could, pushing Makoto back into a sitting position and adjusting yourself so you were on his lap again. Wrapping your arms around his neck you started to slowly grind against him, earning a moan from the man. You pulled back, so that both of you could get some air, and said, "Maybe I should arrange the activities for the third day."

When you used that husky, slightly-out-of-breath voice, Makoto could never say no.

"Have I told you you look beautiful tonight?" He said, his eyes running over your outfit. "Did you pick it out specifically for today?"

You beamed. "Yeah! Glad you noticed. You don't look too bad yourself." With a swift tug of your hand, you loosened his tie and undid the first few buttons of his shirt, just for a teasing glimpse. The real fun would be for what you're already planning for the third day.

"Ahh, thanks," Makoto sighed and stroked your hair. "It was getting a bit hot in here." He glanced at you with that smile of his that just made your insides melt.

"Seems like you're not the only one who's getting hot," you squirmed a bit so you had a better position to sit. The lump forming underneath you wasn't really helping, and you did want to save the real fun for later. "Not now, Makoto," you laughed and wiggled your hips.

"Don't do that if I can't have it," Makoto scolded you with a pinch of your cheeks. You grinned evilly and was prepared for another kiss when someone knocked on the door.

"Room service! Someone ordered food?"

Makoto glanced at you, and you shrugged. "I ordered it sometime before you arrived. Seems like my timing was perfect," you winked and hopped back to the floor to answer the door.