Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Troubled Times ❯ Flying Getas and Owlchats ( Chapter 3 )

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Warning: This is a Yaoi fic. . . that means wonderful m/m action, if this offends anyone here, then get out of my site. I didn't force you to come here. If this offends the sensibilities of any parents, then you should be looking after your kids better and not using the computer as a babysitter.

On to the fanfiction. . .

Troubled Times.
Part three.

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Somewhere in the back of Watari's mind, the disconcert over being pinned in this particular position starts to grow. . . . and he continues to try and push the feeling aside and concentrate on Schuldig. The redhead absently notes his partner's discomfort. He eases back a bit... "Would you rather we do something a little different?"

"I'm sorry. . . I just can't. . . . "

"That's okay... how about you ride me?"

"what?"

"I'll lay on my back... you can be on top..." He rolled over, his erection jutting up into the air.

As Watari tries to figure out the best way to approach this situation the telephone rings, making both men wish a thousand curses upon the compact device. In the caller ID a number with an area code that Schuldig has never seen before is visible flashing on the LED screen.

The redhead sighed. "Why do phones always have the worst timing possible?"

Recognizing the number as the one that goes to the medical center, Watari picks up. . . dreading any news that will come from the other side. . . . "Moshi moshi. . . Ta. . . Tatsumi! Hei. ... .... Hei. I understand. ... .... I'll be there as quickly as possible."

"Problem?"

"Some friends of mine and their innate ability to get into trouble"

"Ah... oh well... maybe another time then..."

"I'll look forward to it." I am never going to forgive Saya and Yuma for this. . . . going to Hokkaido in the middle of the night is not my idea of a good time. . .

"I would think not... I'll see you tomorrow, ne?"

"Why would you think not?" Watari asks as he leans over Schu, "of course you'll see me tomorrow. . . where else would I be?"

"Well... it's polite to say it, ne?" Smirk.

"You are incorrigible. . . you are aware of that, aren't you?" The hokkaido sisters had better be having an emergency. . . if not it will be by the time I get there.

"I know... I try my best."

Somewhat thankful that his erection is starting to die down, a phone call from Tatsumi will do that to anyone, Watari starts looking around trying to figure out where his clothes disappeared to. . . he was positive that he was wearing them earlier.

Schu notices the blonde's discomfort... and points to the pile of clothing on the floor. "I think that's what you are looking for."

Reaching over he grabs his pants and pulls them on trying not to notice the blush that is threatening to spread to his entire body. "Thanks. . . . " Picking up a clean set of clothes, the blonde disappears into the bathroom.

Schu laughs and grabs his own clothes, pulling them on. He sighed. "oh well... can't argue with an emergency..."

**********

Moments later Watari re-emerges from the bathroom, looking fully composed and pulling his hair back in a tortoise shell colored clip. "Sorry about this. . . " those girls are dead.

"No problem. Can I give you a lift somewhere?"

"Thanks, but I can get there on my own. It isn't a problem."

"Okay... I'll take off then. Good luck."

"I'll see you tomorrow then. Ja."

Schuldig went down to his car... moved it a few spaces. Then hunkered down to wait for Watari to come out. Intriguing... how was the man going to get to Hokkaido and be back by the next day? Even by Shinkansen you couldn't do that. Within a few moments Watari heads out into the street. . . . not really needing to do so, but it just feels so much better to get started on a journey this way. Looking around a little he is satisfied that no one is there. . . and shimmers out of sight.

Green eyes widen in shock, then blink. The owner pulled out into the street and headed home. "That was a damn good trick... wonder how he managed it?"

**********

Nagi nearly dies when he notices a new document sitting on his desktop. . . . it certainly wasn't there this morning when he turned the computer on. "hello.txt" He scanned it quickly, but came up with no identifiable viruses. Muttering softly, he clicked to open the file...

User NNadmin,
Thank you for an interesting diversion yesterday.
It's not often that I am able to match wits against
someone on that level. We need to try that again
sometime while I am not otherwise engaged.

The programs that you set up to keep hackers out,
won't work on someone that is already on the
network that was set up here. I have to admit that
it is a very tidy and orderly network that you set up.

Sincerely,
004.

Nagi almost screamed. How dare they?!!! He tried to backtrack the file transfer and had the same problems as the day before. He very quietly thumped his head against his desk again.

"Yo, chibi. . . what happened?"

Nagi jumped, turning to look at Schu. "It... they... yesterday... GAAAH!"

Looking at the simple little file sitting on Nagi's computer, Schuldig pats the dark haired boy on the head. "What kind of diversion?"

"Hacker... I caught them in MY computer!"

"A hacker in your computer?"

"hai... they were in the system... someone in the building... then they send me this... note! Grrrr...!"

"Hey, if this 004 person only left a note, then where's the harm?"

"They didn't just leave the note... they copied MY hard drive yesterday!"

"Fuck. . . "

Before Nagi can even respond to Schuldig's oh so verbose reaction. . . a few of his programs are tripped. . . . indicating that his 'friend' 004 is back.

Nagi swore and turned back to the computer. "I'll get them this time." His fingers flew over the keyboard as he activated the programs he's worked up last night.

Something's wrong. . . this time the hacker is behaving like before. . . . it's almost like the bastard is in two places at once. . . finally he finds a trail that he can backtrack. Nagi disconnected his awareness of the outside world. Falling into his computer tunnel vision that enabled him to think and type at an incredible rate.

Unlike yesterday, the computer that he is tracking at the moment is not part of the normal network. . . . someone has hacked in using a wireless network. . . He programs in another set of parameters. Maybe this could snare them. . . and the hacker moves around the snares as though the program was a living thing. . .

Nagi starts to use his telekinesis, typing faster than his hands could have moved. Finally, he is able to get into the other person's computer. . . . and it is insane. 004, he assumes that it is 004's computer, doesn't use any traditionally known OS. . . Everything is so convoluted... Nagi's brain hurts trying to make sense of it all.

After a bit, he manages to at least understand a little bit of the programming in this computer. . . . not enough to be able to try and make THAT operating system, but enough to try and retrieve files from it.

He searched for his stolen files... if Brad found out he'd lost these. . . and turns up with nothing. . . 'I'm so fucking dead...' He's going to kill me... he'll beat me black and blue then kill me...'

How this little subprogram made its way into his computer, Nagi doesn't know. . . but a small owl icon starts flashing at him from his system tray.

Barely sparing his attention, he clicked the icon.

The owl icon opens up a little message. . .

miko-chan: NNadmin. . . .get out of my computer.

Nagi jumped... then typed: 'who are you?'

NNadmin: who are you?
miko-chan: no one important.
NNadmin: you're in my computer...
miko-chan: i'm in your network. . . . not your computer. you hack me, owlchat install itself.

Nagi frowned... 'What the hell?' He had a bad feeling... he started to pull back, disengaging as fast as he could.

miko-chan: thank you for leaving mother alone. you want delete owlchat?
NNadmin: but who are you? Why are you even in this system?

Another part of Nagi's awareness noted that something was still rooting around in the files. He focused a little more on that...

miko-chan: looking for something lost. someone on there have it.

Nagi frowned. Maybe if he rearranged that... he could block...

bb_green_eye: NNadmin: but who are you? Why are you even in this system? <---who??
miko-chan: person in takatori building.
bb_green_eye: only S comps is supposed to have access to mother.
miko-chan: he hack my comp.
bb_green_eye: NN, hahaha. you hack miko's comp? Nice!

Shaking his head, Nagi noticed he was losing ground again on the hacker. He growled with frustration... they were distracting him...

miko-chan: not funny blueboy. arm is better?
bb_green_eye: arm is a little stiff. . . but it work.
miko-chan: good. next time dont annoy ppl with large pets that have sharp teeth.
bb_green_eye: yes mommy. :Þ
bb_green_eye: NN <-- quiet.

Nagi was successful in blocking access to one area... while the hacker gained access to several more. And those two... but he couldn't spare the concentration to close the program. He was really getting tired too. Fine motor telekinesis was more draining at times than just blasting away.

miko-chan: NN is busy. . . 004 is in the system.
bb_green_eye: kk.
bb_green_eye: find your item yet?
miko-chan: not yet. time is running out to find it.
bb_green_eye: good luck. remember what bossman alway say.
miko-chan: yes. our job is not saving ppl. just preventing more than necesary from dying.

Nagi blinked.

NNadmin: who is 004?
bb_green_eye: 004=S that write owlchat.
miko-chan: 004=annoying S that work in our dept.
NNadmin: S? What is 'S'?
bb_green_eye: you ever become S we let you know.

Nagi resisted the urge to beat his head against the desk again... he already had a killer headache... and Brad was going to kill him if he didn't come up with something useful... crap the hacker got another part...

miko-chan: NN, you don't want to be S. to become S hurts. you can't see ppl that are important. u can't see family anymore, or friends you used to have.
NNadmin: don't have family or friends
miko-chan: NN=liar.
bb_green_eye: miko, not everyone was as happy as you were alive. i became S by my hand. you didnt. there is difference.
NNadmin: by your hand... suicide?

Maybe Nagi would get more information out of them then by trying to block a hacker he couldn't beat. Besides... he was having to manually type again... and he could just feel a migraine coming on...

bb_green_eye: S not suicide.
bb_green_eye: now i don't have to worry about my dad anymore. it was his fault i failed that test.
miko-chan: B isn't failing.
NNadmin: I understand.... he's never happy with less than an A
bb_green_eye: NN, hope your dad doesn't get creative with punishments.
NNadmin: not dad... yells... give me more work... sometimes hits me
bb_green_eye: ouch. my worst was either the broken arm, or when i was hung by my neck in the closet.
NNadmin: harsh... my guardian's not that bad... just shoves more paperwork at me...
bb_green_eye: NN=lucky!!! XD
NNadmin: Except when we have a 'job' then I have a test in school the next day...
bb_green_eye: 'job'?
bb_green_eye: bossman brb
miko-chan: lol, bb, don't get caught!!

Nagi gave up on the hacker... just noting where they were going. He just couldn't keep up.

NNadmin: not allowed to chat?
miko-chan: bb is supposed to be working now.
NNadmin: ah... me too... but since I can't stop this hacker that is obviously a friend of yours... *shrugs*
miko-chan: 004 is really sweet. he became S very badly. at least is what i hear.
NNadmin: that's all well and good... but I'm going to be the one turning black and blue over this
miko-chan: black and blue, why?
NNadmin: cause I'm going to have to report this... he's not going to be happy with me
miko-chan: report what? o.O
NNadmin: the fact that the hacker made it back in again today... not to mention made off with my hard drive yesterday...
miko-chan: don't report it.
NNadmin: sure... then he REALLY lays into me... he already knows
bb_green_eye: I have to drop some files at the mansion!!!!!!!!! Wahhhh!!!!!!!
NNadmin: that's bad?
bb_green_eye: of course it is. . . . maybe i should get tsu-chan to take them for me? *evil grin*
miko-chan: dont. you know mask tries to molest tsu-chan every chance he gets.
004: NN, hi. I had fun with the programs you tried today. Better luck next chance.
004: BB. GET OFF THE COMPUTER. Our boss is a moron for making you work today . . . you still have a cast on your right arm. I should have written a formal letter stating that you should not work for a least a week until you have a chance to recover better from that encounter.
NNadmin: gee thanks... I don't suppose it's worth me trying to do anything else, ne?
004: Though, the encryption that you placed on several of the files is still managing to keep me out of them. Nice work, I congratulate you.
NNadmin: good to know I'm good for something...
miko-chan: I have to get going. . . just recieved a call, kuro-chan is rampaging again.
004: Miko, have fun catching kuro-chan.
004: NN, don't be so hard on yourself. I've been doing this sort of work since before you were born. It was just a matter of experience.
NNadmin: tell that to my boss... I need to go find some aspirin before the lecture starts...
004: Sorry to have caused so much trouble. If there was anyway that I could help, aside from walking up there and giving myself up, I would.
NNadmin: that's okay... won't be the first time... and it beats living on the streets again
004: Good luck with the lecture. I'd better get back to work before someone here catches on to me, and I get fired.
NNadmin: wish that was an option for me...

He exited the program and then crossed his arms on his desk, resting his head on them. "Brad's gonna kill me, isn't he?" He asked the redhead, who surprisingly hadn't wandered off.

"Yup, he is. . . . and I wish that you hadn't closed that program so quickly. . . . I wanted to see something that those two had commented on."

"Sorry... I better go get this over with... he'll probably send me home afterwards... just make sure the comp is turned off before you leave..."

"As if I know what to do with a computer. . . . you turn it off. . . I'll probably mangle your files or something."

"Okay." He powered it down and then stood to go see Brad. He caught the back of his chair as he swayed dizzily. "Whoa... too fast..."

"You didn't take your vitamins this morning, did you?"

Nagi closed his eyes. "I forgot..." course... I also forgot to eat breakfast and it's afternoon but that's beside the point.

"As soon as Brad is finished with you, we're heading out to get you something to eat."

"Fine... whatever..." Nagi pushed himself away from the desk and headed for Brad's office. He knocked on the door. "Crawford?"

**********

Shutting down the computer, Watari pushes his chair away from the desk and gets back to the experiment that he was supposed to be doing. . . Not that these scientists were going to achieve the desired result. Looking at the notes that he was given to work with, he tries not to look too amused, especially since this is the sort of thing that he worked on in Meifu just a few decades ago.

The scientists were hampered by their egos and the fact that instead of working as a team... they were all working as individuals. As such, they were either tripping over each other, or doing the exact same thing someone else had already done.

Finishing up with that days notes, Watari starts putting together a small toy, just to amuse himself. . . .

**********

Nagi shuffled back out of Brad's office. The door slammed shut behind him and he jumped. With a sigh he started to gather his things. Schuldig stands by, waiting for his 'surrogate brother' to finish getting his stuff together so that they can go out and finally eat.

His expression was carefully neutral when Nagi looked up at the telepath. "I don't suppose you'll just let me go home?"

"Not a chance."

"Okay... let's go then."

**********

Just as he is leaving, one of the other scientists finds the toy sitting on the table and take after Watari to find out what kind of 'rubbish' this thing is. . . Stepping into the lobby, Watari sees Schu and Nagi walking along. "Yo, Schuldig." Nagi stops as the redhead does, looking at the blond dully. His head felt like it was going to explode. He just wanted to get wherever they were going... eat enough to get Schu off his back and then go home.

The other scientist comes into sight, still carrying the odd looking contraption that Watari made. "Watari-san. Please explain the presence of this piece of rubbish, and what it was doing in the research laboratory."

Watari stops dead in his tracks, not having expected to have been followed, nor that the person would want to embarrass him publicly like this. Schu watches with interest... a little smile on his lips.

Turning, Watari takes a few steps back to the man holding the small bizarre looking toy. "I built it because I had finished with the formulas and notes for today, and because I was bored." Reaching over, Watari hits the top button of the toy, accidentally knocking it from the scientist's hands where it starts humming a silly little tune and hovering some two feet above the floor. Nagi expresses a bit of interest at the sight. Hovering technology wasn't generally that advanced.

Putting his hand down, Watari picks up the small toy and turns it off, somewhat annoyed at the scientist. . . Opening the cover he reaches in, and undoes the wiring before handing it back to the scientist. "Now you can return it to the scraps pile that I managed to salvage all the pieces from," he comments before heading over to see Schuldig with an amused smile on his face.

The redhead nodded. "I was about to make Nagi get dinner... care to come along?" He snagged Nagi's sleeve as the boy tried to slip away.

"Sure. . . Though it doesn't look like he particularly wants to eat."

"He never wants to eat... I wasn't watching so I bet he hasn't eaten at all today?" Nagi studiously looked away.

"Ah, not a good sign. Bon, you need to make sure that you always get enough to eat. . . you are still growing and need the extra nutrients to help your body deal with all the changes that it is going through."

Nagi just shrugged. "I wasn't hungry." He rubbed his forehead.

"And now you have a headache, slight nausea and dizziness, right?"

"hai..."

"That is because your body is practically begging to receive the correct sustenance."

"See... and you always shrug me off... where should we take him?"

Watari shakes his head chuckling lightly, "how about that American place that we went the other day?"

"Sounds good. What do you think, Nagi?"

"Whatever."

"He's in full teen angst mode today as you can see."

"I can see that Schuldig." Watari says while they start out the main doors, "Bon, whatever is upsetting you. . . remember this, everything happens for a reason."

Nagi rolled his eyes, regretted it as his headache worsened... and settled for walking along quietly.

On their way to the restaurant Watari's celphone rings. . . checking the caller id he answers. "No, I'm not giving you either of you ladies the antidote. ... ... ... Yes, I am well aware of the fact that now none of your clothes fit. ... ... ... It'll wear off in a few days. ... ... Yes that was revenge for last night."

Schu listened intently... at the same time preventing Nagi from slipping off by himself.

"Well, how do you think I felt about being dragged out in the middle of the night. . . ... ... Yes, I do admit, that they would never have come across the proper diagnosis with the cat constantly throwing the geta the way it was. .... .... I have plenty of respect for alternate practices, just none that involve flinging footwear halfway across the room. ... ... ... "

Schuldich started laughing. He didn't know what was going on, but this side of the conversation was hilarious.

"Fine. . . fine. . . . I understand. .... No, I'm not giving you ladies the antidote. ... .... and let me get back to my friends, if not I'll do the same next week. ... ... ... Alright, I'll talk to you tomorrow then. Ja." With that the phone gets clicked shut and Watari turns his attention back to Schuldig and Nagi.

"So... don't chuck shoes across the room?" The redhead commented as they got to the restaurant.

"Sorry, Saya and Yuma were the reason I had to leave last night. . . . " Watari says as he holds the door open and makes sure that Nagi goes into the restaurant. "One of their patients would swear that her cat can perform a certain type of divination by throwing a geta across the room."

Schu snickers and helps steer Nagi to a seat. "Now... none of your usual 'just rice and miso thank you'... you're going to have a meal."

Nagi glared at him. "Rice and miso are fine..."

"Bon, order something more substantial. . . your body needs it."

Nagi sighs and looks at the menu. "Will a salad and a sandwich be okay?"

The redhead frowned. "Maybe we should just go ahead and order for him..."

Watari looks at the menu and points out several meals, most of which in Nagi's opinion are too large. "Here, order from these. . . "

"That's too much... I can't eat that much..."

Getting somewhat annoyed at the boy's lack of concern over his nutritional needs, the blonde doesn't let Nagi finish with his protesting. "Then you can have it wrapped up and take it home with you."

Caving into the inevitable... for the second time that day. Nagi choose the fish meal... at least THAT was something he was likely to eat.

A deep blush appears across Watari's features as Schuldig's hand finds its way to his inner upper thigh. "Soooo... doing anything tonight... or will there be another emergency?"

"Wakaba-chan is coming back from keeping an eye on her friend in the hospital. . . "

"Aaah... oh well... perhaps another time then." Their meals were delivered then and for a few minutes there was only the sounds of three people eating.

As they are about to leave, the celphone rings. . . . yet again. This time, Schuldig would be willing to build a shrine to Watari's 'sister' since the girl was just calling her brother to say that she wouldn't be back that night either. The redhead smirked. "Well... do you want company tonight? After I drop the chibi off at home... he should get to sleep early."

Nagi snorted. "No chance... not with all the paperwork Brad gave me to do... damn hacker..."

"That sounds agreeable to me. . . and Nagi, try not to work too hard. . . you might give yourself an ulcer."

They dropped Nagi off at a large apartment 'mansion' and Schu headed back out into traffic to go over to Watari's place. "Thanks for making him eat... he doesn't listen to me anymore."

"No problem. . . I've handled a few individuals that were at that stage." namely my nephews and Hisoka. . . .

"I think he's always been at that stage... I've known him since he was nine... he's always been this way."

"There is a good chance that he'll eventually grow out of it." Hisoka didn't. . . but then considering his history I don't blame him. . . .though my nephews did, how old are they now anyway?

"I hope so... it would be nice if that kid could have a halfway normal future..." But being a psi...

"That would be nice. . . though normal isn't always the best option. I was wondering, what was that about a hacker that he mentioned?"

"Oh.. he's quite the computer prodigy... he's in charge of the network in the building. He's been having problems with a hacker the last couple days. That's why he's got the migraine..." he overused his powers trying to keep up.

Arriving at the apartment, Watari takes out his keys and lets them both in. "Then he should be resting. . . a migraine is something that should be taken care of," he says feeling a little guilty over hacking the computer system at the Takatori building.

"He's prone to them. Brad will get home soon and send him off to bed, whether he's finished with that paperwork or not."

Taking off his coat, the blonde hangs it up and reaches to take Schuldig's as well. . . The redhead hands it over, his fingers lingering on Watari's arm. "I don't really know how to go about this. . . this is the first time I've been close to someone since my. . . . " a flash of memory, a dark alley filled with horrible pain and blood dances across the blonde's mind for a millisecond, "accident."

"Okay... we'll just take it slow... would you rather be the 'top'?"