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FBI agent in disguise

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Shuichi Akai was worried.

It wasn’t a feeling he was used to. Despite the many dangerous situations he usually found himself in due to his job (and let’s be honest, his natural inclination), worry was not something he felt often. He couldn’t afford to be nervous or let worry get the better of him. He made sure to be as prepared as possible. Everything else was out of his hands and he wasn’t going to botch a mission by letting fear make him mess it up.

And he really couldn’t mess this up. It was more than just his life at stake.

The problem was Jodie.

From the moment she had entered his life she had upended everything. Where she was concerned, his usual aloofness left him. He had no idea how she had never noticed it, but it was difficult for him to keep his wits with her around. Which was definitely a problem.

Right now, the problem, or rather Jodie, was in a place she really shouldn’t be. Which was inside a department store. That was not only being targeted by a madman (as he just found out) but also the organisation (which was to be expected). Jodie was a capable agent, a really good one actually, and he knew she didn’t need him to look out for her - and it wasn’t as if he had done a good job at that, his mind supplied - but he couldn’t help it. It was dangerous for her to be there.

No matter how many times he reminded himself that today she was not the target, that the organisation was just trying to ascertain his death by testing her reaction to his doppelgänger, he was worried. Very worried.

Jodie wasn’t her usual self. Hadn’t been ever since she had learnt of his death. It didn’t matter it was all faked. Jodie didn’t know - she’ll never forgive you, his brain reminded him - and she was hurting. She was hurting and not paying attention to what was going on around her. She was functioning obviously. Shuichi had asked Black after her, and while the older man was angry at him for causing his goddaughter such distress, he was kind enough to supply Shuichi with information about her. It was enough to make him worry.

How was he supposed to keep calm and stick to his undercover persona if he was so worried about her all the time? How was he supposed to stay hidden if she was so defenseless, and worse, not caring that she was? And now, there were probably several BO members around that would gladly see her dead and he just couldn’t bear it.

“Run! This place is dangerous!”

He’d always known worrying got into the way of what one had to do. Now he knew he didn’t care all that much if it just meant Jodie was safe.

“We’re both at fault, 50-50…”