Sights on the Future

On the Metro Line of Area 11 Ichiban rolled his shoulders. The Honorary Brittanian had just finished a quick sweep of the cars and didn't detect any form of foul play. With the safety of the Boss and and his girl secured he was making his way back to the cabin car that he and Arthur shared for the trip.

'Hard to believe its been 7 years.' He thought to himself. 7 years ago he'd been a pretty normal guy. He had been training to one day go pro in the boxing league, had been head over heels in love with his high school sweet heart, a single father who owned a small gym and even a hamster for a pet.

Now look at him. One invasion/occupation later and he was playing bodyguard to a member of the Brit Mafia with a five year old daughter, a wife and a mother in law. Life really was strange.

"Tch. Since when did they let dogs on this line?" a snide voice grumbled.

Ichiban stifled a sigh as he saw two Brits glare at him as he walked by. They wouldn't do anything of course...

A hand suddenly gripped the shoulder of his suit. "Hey. Animal. The fuck you think you doing here?"

...unless they didn't recognize the damn family pin that was on him. Because of course they wouldn't. His luck would be too good otherwise.

Ichiban took a second to turn around and look at his accosters. They were young. Maybe just starting high-school next month if he had to guess. The most distinctive things about them being one was getting the middle finger from puberty from all the acne on his face (of course he would be the one to grab him. It gave Ichiban an unwanted close up to every zit on the punk) while the other had large round glasses resting on his nose.

And they had the most punchable faces he'd seen in awhile. Pity he couldn't act on that impulse. While Dante could certainly make it like the incident never happened the Honorary Brittanian didn't want him getting involved on his behalf because two twerps wanted to act tough. Ichiban still had some pride left at least.

"I was just heading back to my cabin." He answered plainly.

"Sure you were." Pizza face drawled with a smirk. "Or maybe you were thinking about blowing up the line like your animal buddies had blown up that library yesterday."

"Wonder what the cops would say to that." Four eyes tossed in holding up his phone to make the threat more real.

'Seriously?' What was with kids these days? Yeah he was a Number and by Brit logic he was inferior but why did these two come after him? Just what were they trying to prove? There weren't even any women he could see they were trying to impress around.

"Now if you get the picture you're gonna-" Pizza face was mercifully interrupted by a voice Ichiban was becoming familiar with.

"He's going to go on about his day and probably forget you both exist in the next few minutes." Milly's voice carried with a scoff.

Turning slightly Ichiban spotted the boss's fiance with Arthur behind her.

The Ashford heiress was currently dressed in a pair of denim shorts, a green and yellow stripped shirt and a slort sleeve denim jacket with a pair of sunglasses resting on the top of her head. Her usually bright expression was now replaced with a frown.

Arthur was 170 cm tall with sandy blond hair and green eyes. His jacket was tucked into his elbow leaving his white button up shirt open with a simple red tie. Typically he could be scene with a blank look on his face. Right now those cold green eyes of the male stared at the annoyances while keeping a thin smile on his face.

In Ichiban's experience there were few people who got away alive when they saw that smile aimed at them. Hopefully there wouldn't be any missing kids reports on the news anytime soon.

"The hell lady? You feeling sympathy for dogs?" Pizza face tried to bluster. Though from the look in his eyes confrontation wasn't his strong suit.

"I believe she's thinking you're about to start something you can't finish if you don't let him go." Arthur drawled as held his jacket aloft.

While Four eyes paled at the sight of a similar pin to the one on the Honorary Pizza face didn't seem to quite get it.

"Why should I care about you having the same trash taste in clothing as an Eleven?" He asked stupidly.

'Did your parents drop you on your head kid or were you just born this way?' Seriously what was his malfunction? Ichiban was actually starting to worry about the dumbass.

Milly seemed to be thinking the same. "Does House Jackson mean anything to you two?" She asked rhetorically.

In a flash Four eyes was yanking his buddy away from Ichiban and looking at him like he was a bomb.

"George?! What the fuck?!" Pizza face yelped.

'George? Damn. You're parents must've hated you kid.' Ichiban stifled a laugh while he unwrinkled his jacket.

"Shut it Patrick!" The now named George snapped before forcing his friend into bowing with him, "We'll get out of your way now!" And with that he was dragging his companion away as fast as he could.

With them gone Ichiban shot a grin at the blonde Ashford. "Thanks. Appreciate the help but ya didn't have to do that."

Milly was about to open her mouth no doubt retort but Arthur spoke up before she could do it. "My lady, Dante will get concerned if we take too long."

At the mention of her fiance Milly stopped short before shooting the once again blank faced man a pout, no doubt aware what he was doing but complied all the same. She shot him another concerned look but nodded to him before going on her way, arthur only a few steps behind with his jacket back tucked into his elbow.

'Boss got a real sweet heart' he thought to himself. He appreciated the concern but there was no need for her to stress out thinking about him. A couple of Brit brats couldn't hurt him no matter hard they tried.

With them off to do whatever it was Milly wanted them to do Ichiban continued on his way to his cabin. He nodded at Nigel having a call outside the boss's room before heading inside.

Relaxing back in his chair with his hands behind his head the Honorary watched the scenery sweep by.

"Can't even remember the last time I went to Lake Kawaguchi." He muttered to himself before pinching his chin in thought. "Wonder what souvenirs I should get for the girls when we head back."