Hackers and Hotties -a serial

And the Plot thickens.

Note:A bunch of Japanese Dialauge in the begining of this chapter. It's all hellos and goodbyes, you won't loose anything if you don't know what it means. Also, Japanese names are presented last then first, in case that confuses you.



"Komban wa."

"Komban wa Yomoto-sama. Kore wa yoo-koso oide kudasaimas***a."

"O-jama shimasu."

Ken led the three men into his apartment, praying his breath didn't smell like chicken.

<Ken.>

<Yes Yomoto-sama?>

<As we were coming up we heard a crash. Do you know what happened?>

<Probably the bickering neighbors again.>

<Ah. And the car parked in front of your house?>

They had parked it right in front? Ken decided that if he got out of this alive, he'd kill those two girls.

<More annoying neighbors.>

<Yes, these Americans are horrible.>

There were mumbles of agreement among the other two men, and Ken tried hard not to roll his eyes. Once they were settled on the collection of mismatched chairs and couches that Ken passed off for a living room, he went off and grabed a few cans of beer, the only things residing his run down refrigerator.

<Ken,> Said his father, motioning toward the third man, who promptly stood up, <This is Tanaka Katsutoshi, he is the one who obtained the information you are now decoding.>

Ken bowed to the murderer-slash-terrorist-slash-double agent. "Hazimemas***e Tanaka-sama."

<Hazimemas***e Akimura-san. You father has said good things about you and your abilities. I hope he is right. This code is next to impossible to break. Your mother once tried to crack a similar one and failed.>

<I am better than my mother was.>

<For your sake I hope so.>

<Yes yes, anyway,> Yomoto cut in, <you said their was a glitch. That is the main reason why we are here. Tanaka-san is an expert at debugging glitches, aren't you Katsutoshi?>

So Yomoto was on first a first name basis with this man. Ken wasn't suprized. Everyone sat down again and Tanaka smiled smugly at the praise he had just recieved from the Samaurai's right hand man. <Yes, I am the debugging expert. Just tell me where the problem is Akimura-kun and I'll take care of it.>

Akimura-/kun/! The stupid idiot was treating Ken like a child! Of course no one was about to do anything about it. To them, Ken was a child. <I don't see how such measures are nessisary. The glitch is a small one, and it shouldn't pose a threat to whatever operations you have planned.>

<Every threat is a large threat Ken. Tell us where this person lives and we'll take care of it.>

<Father, such action will probably just bring more attention to us, and me.>

Ken saw the fist coming, but he didn't duck, that would have been a mistake. Instead, he caught his father's punch square in the jaw.

<Idiot. You forget who you're talking too. Now tell me where he lives!>

<I don't know.>

Ken's father balled his hand up into another fist. <Then find out.>

<I will.>

<No, now. Find out now.>

"Hai..." Trying to ignore the pain in his jaw, Ken got up and went to his computer. The three men followed. Ken repeated the proccess he had used to get Tina's address in the first place, and tried to act as if it were the first time. Within a minute he was in the University database and soon Tina's profile was radiating from the screen. "62 Rose Avenue."

<Good. I suggest you do not visit or contact her again. She'll be taken care of within the week.>

<Ken.>

<Yes father?>

<This is the same girl I saw you with at the club.>

<Yes, it is.> The elder Akimura stared at his son, and Ken knew exactly what he was thinking. <Don't worry. It was all coincedence.>

<It had better be.>

Ken closed off the program, trying to clear his mind as best possible. He'd just basicaly killed the two people hiding in his secret attic, and he'd lost face to his father, who was the deciding factor over whether Ken would live or die after the Makka Na Uso did whatever it was instated to do.

Many others had died before because of him, Ken knew that. It was just that he never knew who they were. Stupid girl, she should have left him alone. Now she was going to die too, along with everyone else Ken ever had the misfortune of meeting. Sometimes Ken just wanted to shoot himself.

<Hey Ken.>

<Yes Yomoto-sama?>

<What's this?>

Ken turned to his superior. Yomoto was holding a new can of beer, along with girl's two purses.