"What… Joe." Jun startled, bolted upright.
Joe's sharp eyes going from Ken to Jun. Dangerously narrowing- and chewing on a feather shuriken. Brewing anger lay beneath his cool demeanour. Taking in the sight before his eyes roaming Jun's flesh, and the obvious indications of what was happening in the bedroom- His face darkened further.
Jun sank onto the edge of the bed. Storms brewing in his grey eyes piecing her like she was caught with a lover behind his back.
"I see, you moved in on her as soon as I left town." Joe hissed.
"You left, and its not what you're thinking." Ken responded.
"Get dressed, both of you." Joe snarled nostrils flaring. "Companies coming."
"Get talking." Ken ordered briskly. "What company."
"We have a situation in the city, it looks like an old friend has come back and wants to start her own party." Joe growled. "I can take care of it. But I figured you'd enjoy some action after all this time of… Well, it looks like you're already getting some action after all."
Ken ignored his sarcasm- she watched the Eagles posture change, as he slipped off the bed.
"We have our bird styles, gather you need help." Ken said.
Joe snorted, she figured he had other thoughts on why they'd bring their birdstyles- and he was wrong.
"We were dropping into the children's hospital tomorrow for a surprise visit-" Jun said with Joe cutting her off abruptly.
"You're full of surprises. I thought you brought it for kinky sex, remember that time on the God Phoenix Jun?" He a sardonic smirk crossed his lips, glancing in Ken's direction. "How long have two been fucking-"
"That's enough Joe." Ken's tone lowered dangerously. "It's not like you cared what she was doing."
"Keep this going Condor and I'll slap you myself." She hissed.
"Go ahead darling, a bit of feisty is a turn on in the bedroom." He shot at her sarcastically. "You should know-"
"Enough Joe." Ken snarled. Ken balled his fists, grimacing at the way Joe was talking to her, expressing as much she had to step in before a fight broke out.
Jun pressed her lips tight, she hated being sandwiched in the middle- Too furious for words she stood up folding her arms across her breasts, standing between them.
She wanted to slap Joe, for the acidic sarcasm, he was throwing at her like rain, moving forward, his darkening eyes dared her too.
A torrent of mixed emotions coursed through her, seeing him again in person. While he was gone she could forget her feelings for him, now it was buried in confusion. He was hurt and angry, she could feel it emulating from him like a forest fire.
"Settle this later" Kens eyes darted between them. " Joe, Jun- focus on the mission Joe has decided to include us in." Ken hardened. "Who's the 'friends'."
"The ones about to come through your window." Joe drawled. Pointing at the glass.
The three of them turned as men covered in black burst through the window, shattering the glass, and the door. Engaging them in battle they knocked them down in minutes. Ken had barely warmed up when the last one fell, turning to meet green eyes with open admiration for him.
"Who says you need clothes." She smirked warmly, forgetting for a moment Joe was there. It took him a second to remind her of his presence from the grunt behind her.
"What have you been doing?" Ken demanded. "Who have you pissed off? Joe, is this why you left Utoland, you could have told me what was really going on and I could have helped you-"
"Shut up Ken, enough of the lecture. Get some clothes on." Joe barked. "I'll fill you in as you both get some clothes on."
Drawing in a ragged breath- Hesitating like she wanted to say something to Ken, but Joe was hanging around close and she couldn't.
Instead of a night of intimate passion they'd waited so long for, they had company- her ex-fiancée and his best friend and the man who she'd grown to love- awkward. Joe talked about his last eighteen months of tracking the woman who killed his parents, the path he was on to find her and how he was close.
The syndicate she was forming, and his plans to unravel the whole thing and get his revenge. Then his life's purpose would be complete.
Jun stiffened when she learned of the woman he'd been sharing the hotel room with. She was the one who brought him the information in Utoland. Along the way she'd been kidnapped and he was trying to rescue her.
"You were sleeping with her?" She asked him quietly, tilting her head sideways, pushing back the tide of emotional. "Before we broke up?"
"No, not before. I didn't have an affair." He answered her quietly.
Joe didn't need to answer her question fully- his face spoke volumes of it. He was of course in bed with this woman Chiara… The Condor couldn't resist a beautiful woman with danger lingering around her like sweet perfume.
Ken saw her reaction, and could see the pain in her eyes, stealing a glance, he looked away. For a moment she saw her pain reflected in his eyes.
Pulling on his jeans, and shirt, she found her own clothes. Shaking a little, she masked it by quickly dressing. The feel of Ken inside of her lingered, and his scent on her body- a tear threatened to fall. Blinking it back, she fought to pull herself together.
He must wonder about her lingering feelings towards her ex-fiancé and childhood sweetheart. She watched him Shove his own passionate feelings for her deep inside locking them away as his facial muscles twitched into his stoic expression. She could see the thoughts ticking over him his mind. He'd deal with it in a time when wasn't trying to prevent a catastrophe. It was how he coped when his personal life was in chaos.
Birdgo… both of them went through the process… as the whirl of colourful light transformed them.
Leaping out the window following Joe onto the ledge, along with Jun.
"Stay frosty." Ken stated.
Briskly nodding she tried to ignore the Condor's taunting words.
"I expected to find Ken, since I saw him at a café earlier today." He glanced at Jun. "Not you, I want know-"
"You walked out on us, our life." She bluntly hissed, turning her tinted visor to Joe. "We broke up remember."
"Who's the friend?" Ken's icy blue eyes glaring at both of them, he had that look, of focus on business.
"She's the assassin who murdered my parents. She kidnapped a lady who was helping me find the gang she's putting together of former Galactor agents. I've been tracking her for a long time."
"That's why you broke up with me?" Jun said astonished." You told me you could live a real life once Galactor was broken."
Joe, he didn't answer her question. He stood there, with his arms folded like a simmering volcano.
"You have clues I gather." Ken stood up, his mantle flapping in the breeze.
"Yeah, it's under this location." Joe said, waiting impatiently. "I can handle it."
"Seriously, since when have you handled any crisis well on your own?" Ken pointed out. "You came to find me-and didn't expect to see Jun too get over it for now. We put this aside until later. We're in it now, so let's go and finish it."
Jun shook her head, tight lipped and keeping silent. An emotional turmoil was loose inside of her, heart pounding inside being close to men she loved in different ways.
"Let's get going." Ken, fell into Gatchaman mode without blinking an eye, leapt up to the rooftop, surveying the sparkling party lights of the landscape around them. Sounds of early morning party goers and music drifted through the atmosphere.
"We have go lower." Joe indicated. "Down there."
"Underwater…" Ken mused. An alien emotion crept over her as she prepared for the mission. Unaccustomed to it, she tried to push it away, but it hung around her neck like a noose.
"How do we get there?" Jun raised an eyebrow, waiting for Ken's command. The moon was lowering in the sky, dawn would be upon them soon.
Pulling out his mini snorkelling device, an invention Dr Nambu came up with in the days before his murder, Ken placed it into his mouth. She pulled hers out too, along with Joe.
"We're going sightseeing underwater." Spreading his white wings, Ken was a magnificent sight as he dove off the building cutting the water with barely a ripple. She barely looked at Joe as she followed him into the depths.