#moonlightjinko

Akutagawa couldn't understand it... Why were they both forced to do this stakeout mission together? It was pointless. He could take care of this himself! The target had wronged both the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency sure but still... They should know that the pair couldn't stand each other at the best of times! Besides that... He was just plain exhausted these days and didn't have near the amount of patience or tolerance for the weretiger he knew he would need. He hadn't been really sleeping since that event... his death... Or the time in which he was a damned puppet. Sure it was a blur and he could really only recall fuzzy moments it was enough.

Akutagawa was counting what little blessings he had that the mission was over with minimal damage to himself. Sure, he was formidable but ever since coming to an agreement with that damned jinko where he couldn't kill he'd been struggling a bit more. Naturally he was stubborn enough to follow the strict rules but that didn't mean a damned thing when dealing with bothersome targets. Like today's.

Of course on his way back home he'd been noticed by the very person he would rather avoid. Well shit. No one would have noticed it normally given how the blood was under his coat but he guessed that the tiger's superior senses were working against him here and he could probably smell it.