"Train-kun!" Saya said, slapping her hand gently on the table. Train woke up with a bit of a jolt. At the moment, Sven was in the bathroom and Train had been dozing again. "Train-kun, we have to be alert, you were the one who wanted this guy!" Saya scolded.
"I know…" Train said, coming out of his daze. Then he grinned mischievously. "First one to nab him gets ramune?" he asked. Saya just laughed.
"I thought we were here on a job.." Sven said as he walked up. Once in a while, he would catch Saya and Train kidding around on a job. Sometimes he felt like a chaperone. "This is the guy you wanted to catch, Train." He repeated sternly.
"I know, I know!" Train said as he looked over at "Pado Reed." He was a famous dine and dash criminal that had hit over 2,000 restaurants, always in disguise. Train grinned. This guy had to be getting cocky soon. And when they got cocky—
A waiter came up behind Reed and whispered something. The waiter seemed to be in a sweat. Reed spared a glance at the waiter before saying "I can't pay!" and bolting out of the door. Train bolted after him, just enjoying the thrill of the chase.
"He always goes off like this!" Sven said, obviously irritated. Saya sighed and put a few bills down. Sven reflected on how lucky they were that Saya tagged along, otherwise—
"Now, I have some ramune to win!~" Saya yelled as she bolted out the door after Train. Sven ran after thinking, is that all they talk about? Ramune?
"You cant out-run the Black Cat!" Train shouted after the very frantic Reed.
"Well, i can~!" Saya called as she bypassed Train. As she passed, she threw Train a playful smile. Train turned and focused back onto the target, who thought he was getting away by ducking into an alley. Train turned the corner to see Reed fall to the ground, a knife in his chest.
"You shouldn't be messing with these lowlifes..." a familiar voice said. He looked up at a man with weary eyes "Train."
"Cleaver." Train said. Why had Chronos tracked them? It wasn't because he'd done anything wrong, right? He'd spent the last two years keeping the peace. Train looked over at Saya and Sven and asked, "Could you take this guy to the hospital? I need a minute with this guy."
"Do we have a choice?" Sven asked in Saya's place. "Maybe he'll live." Saya walked over and picked up the semi-conscious Reed and Sven helped her get him out of the alleyway.
"Honestly, a sweeper?" Cleaver asked with a light chuckle. Train knew he was just trying to make small talk. "A man of your abilities becoming a sweeper?"
"Yeah, and what about you?" Train asked. "You just go around stabbing people now?"
"Well, I want to be like you, after all." Cleaver said with a sickening grin. "In the two years you've disappeared, Chronos has grown. We need your fighting power back, Black Cat."
"Nope." Train responded flatly. Cleaver's smile drooped back into a frown. "The Black Cat died two years ago. I'm just a humble sweeper." Train started to walk off.
"Is it because you're still looking for him?" Cleaver asked. Train kept walking. "You could know where he is if you'd just come back, you could p-"
"Enough." Train growled as he stopped. "That isn't why I won't come back. I'm a stray cat that doesn't follow orders, plain and simple."
"I thought you'd say that" Cleaver's lip quivered as Train started to walk away. Cleaver whipped out a gun and shot in Train's general direction.
The bullet grazed Train's face, leaving a two-inch gash down his cheek. "What was that for?" He asked as he felt the blood drip down his face.
"If I can't get you to come back, then I have to kill you." Cleaver said with a weary apologetic look. "Council's orders."
"I figured as much." Train said, turning around to look Cleaver square in the face. "You're on a mission."
"You know too much. You are a threat to Chronos, and threats must be eliminated. Think carefully about this." Cleaver said. Train looked to see Cleaver's hand shaking. There were dark bags under his eyes as well. "Either return to Chronos or die"
"I'm not going back. I like my life how it is, but" Train's eyes narrowed. "I'm not going to let you kill me either. Don't you think you should be the one who should think carefully?"
"I'm not afraid of an assassin who won't kill." Cleaver said shakily. Train noticed the grip on his gun tighten. "If you don't come back, I'll kill you!"
"You look tired." Train observed. He noticed Cleaver's grip give a small hiccup. "Are you sure that working for Chronos is worth it all?"
"Shutup!" Cleaver screamed. "You might be fine working for small bounties, but I'm not! I will kill you!" The barrel stopped shaking as Cleaver's hand steadied. He squeezed on the trigger.
Saya didn't like hospitals. Luckily, Sven had already said he would take care of Reed, so Saya went to waste time on her favorite pastime- well, second favorite. She went to an arcade. They didn't have enough for her to go play the games, so she didn't. She simply walked around and watched all the young kids play.
Bang! Saya heard a gunshot, but it didn't sound virtual. No one else seemed to hear it, though. Saya walked though the arcade and walked and out the door. She saw a bridge. Train was there, and so was that Cleaver guy. Both men had their guns in the air. Until Cleaver fell.
Saya watched as Train walked over to Cleaver, shut the man's eyes, and stayed by his side for a few minutes with his own eyes closed. Saya thought that Train looked like he could cry. He didn't, but she did. She never liked it when Train was forced to kill. Even now, two years later, Chronos was still coming after them. Not to mention the creepy goons they got every couple of months.
Saya saw Train get up and mumble something. Saya couldn't tell what it was, but she could tell it was important to him. Saya walked up to Train. She didn't say anything; she just put a hand on his shoulder. She didn't smile, and neither did he. Saya then moved her hand into his and they walked away, silently mourning the dead.
"Did you two go out on a date?" Sven joked when he saw Train and Saya holding hands.
"Not really" Saya smiled. They all knew that a life had been lost. They didn't wan talk about it.
"How about some food?" Train asked, smiling his little goofy grin. He always got that way about two things: food and Saya.
"Sure, we got the bounty on that dine and dash guy." Sven said, walking them all to the car with a satisfied grin.
"Well then, I want fine dining and sea food!" Train proudly declared.
"We didnt make that much!" Sven yelled, shooting Train an ugly look.
"Then you can go somewhere stupid and Saya and I can go to a place with real food!" Train shot back.
"Why you-" Sven growled, chasing Train and swatting his hat at the young sweeper.
Saya giggled, watching the two 'men' act many ages younger. This is what she liked to call a normal day.