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Author's Note:
The story is dedicated to
one of my dearest beta readers, the fabulous Judo Creature.
Chapter also dedicated to Icycreamluff, blaze da
dragon and Tomboygirl21 – thank you for your continued support and
encouragement, especially when I was feeling less than stellar.
This story contains bad
language and is rated for a mature audience.
A sentence in Italics
denotes the private thoughts of a character.
Lilly the household and
security robot mentioned in the story is a real invention.
It’s called NUVO and it’s
manufactured by ZMP Inc.
Yes – the hand gun
mentioned in this chapter does exist in the real world as well.
This chapter is inspired
by the song “Breathe” by The Prodigy.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto
or the characters. I don’t make a red cent out off my fan fiction. I go through
this angst on a regular basis just to satisfy your ravenous literary needs.
Enjoy!
Chapter Five – Predator and Prey
Kankuro walked into the kitchen to find
the athletic brunette that had been haunting his dreams staring out the kitchen
window, sipping a cup of green tea.
There was a small radio on
the counter set on a morning talk show and he frowned slightly at the odd sight
but shrugged, thinking that there was probably an excellent reason for its
appearance in the kitchen.
“We need to have a chat
and no, it can't wait.” murmured the woman, not turning around, her tea cup in
front of her face.
The large man raised an
elegant eyebrow and moved over to the cupboard to get a teacup.
He walked over to the
counter, picked up the teapot, pouring the hot tea into his cup and growled
softly, “Fine...where do you want to have this chat?”
Hana took a sip of her tea and
murmured, “We can have it here in the kitchen, in the living room or... in your
real lab... your choice.”
Kankuro quickly put the pot down and
looked at the brunette's slim back in shock before finally replying in a gruff
tone, “When did you figure it out?”
“I put two and two
together last night when I talked to the boss and found out that your prototype
deadline was coming up... and that got me thinking...some things quite frankly
didn't add up...like the fact that you didn't seem too broken up over the
thought of losing your work...” murmured Hana, still
staring out the window, the tea cup not far from her lips.
Kankuro sighed and replied, “Would it hurt
to turn around and talk to my face?”
“Probably not.” responded Hana with what sounded suspiciously like a smirk in her
voice, still staring out the window.
The large man with the
kabuki tattoos cursed under his breath and pushed a hand through his tousled
locks before stalking over to where the woman stood and braced his arms on
either side of her body.
Hana held her breath as she felt that
large body press against her back.
She could tell that he was
aggravated by the fact that she didn't turn around but it was deliberate on her
part. A hand reached out and carefully placed the tea cup on the counter and
waited for Kankuro to make his move.
The woman with the
triangular tattoos felt his breath feather her cheek then as he leaned close
and a small moan escaped through her parted lips as she turned slightly to cup
his cheek.
“The house is being
watched, gorgeous... I suggest you turn me around and lift me up on the
counter... We can talk then.” whispered Hana as she placed
a soft kiss on the man's lips.
Kankuro did as she asked, liking the feel
of that tiny waist of hers in his large hands, her lithe body sliding against
his as he lifted her up onto the counter.
He bit back a groan as he
felt those long legs of hers wrap around his waist and he couldn't help himself
as he hauled her against his broad chest, capturing her lips in a heated kiss.
His hand reached up and
released her hair from its severe pony tail, feeling its dark silky texture
caress him as it fell about her face.
He heard her let out a
soft moan as her own hand reached up and buried itself into the back of his
scalp, tugging him closer and deepening the kiss.
They continued to kiss for
a while before they reluctantly pulled away from each other, both panting
softly from the explosiveness of their shared kiss.
Kankuro stepped back and shoved an
agitated hand from his hand and murmured, “Kami,
Emiko... my apologies. I just wasn't expecting...”
Hana could feel the sting of her blush
on her cheeks and muttered, “Kankuro...there's no
need to apologize. It's kind of obvious that we both enjoyed what just
happened...”
She could feel the desire
humming through her body as she watched the large man prowl back to his
forgotten tea on the counter.
Kankuro lifted up the cup of tea and took
a comforting sip, trying to will his body to calm down.
Hell! What the fuck had
just happened?! All it had taken was the feel of her legs wrapping around his
waist for him to lose it...
He placed his cup back
down on the counter with a click and roughly cleared his throat.
“Shit... I always seem to
act inappropriately around you...” murmured the large tattooed man with a heart
felt sigh.
“And it's only the second
day too!” replied Hana with a decidedly cheerful tone
in her voice.
Kankuro whipped his head around, pinning
the smiling woman with a piercing gaze and growled, “Damn it! It's not funny...
what is it about you that makes me want to tear your panties off, hitch your
legs over my shoulders and drive myself deep into your body?”
Hana felt her mouth go dry as the man's
aggrieved comment and her face began to flush darkly in arousal at his words.
“I don't know... you tell
me...” murmured Hana spontaneously, her pink tongue
darting out to lick at suddenly dry lips.
Hana watched his beautiful eyes widen
in shock, a dark flush now high on his cheeks and heard the indrawn hiss of his
breath as those emerald orbs of his tracked the path of her tongue.
Did she have any idea
how absolutely stunning she looked leaning back on his counter, her hair about
her face, her lips slightly puffy from their shared kiss and that look of
desire in her eyes?
Probably
not.
Hana frowned in concern as she saw a
telling look of vulnerability flicker through the depths of his eyes before it
was gone.
“Are you okay, Kankuro?” asked Hana quietly, all
teasing gone from her at that brief glimmer of his true emotions emerging to
the surface.
Kankuro looked away then and confessed
gruffly, “No – I'm not okay... I haven't been okay since you walked through
that office door yesterday... you stir up a lot of emotions that I'm not used
to feeling ...and I'm ...confused.”
Hana slid off the counter and walked
over to the brooding man, sliding her arms around his large body as she hugged
him from behind.
“Kankuro...
if it helps... I'm just as confused... this has never happened to me before,
either...” whispered Hana as she rested her chin
against his shoulder.
Hana stood there, holding him in her
arms and just enjoying the feeling of being around him.
After a while, she heard
him finally quietly ask, “So, what part of it is just for show and what's real?
I know it's pretend but still...”
Hana rested her tattooed cheek against
his back and listened to his heart beating before replying in a soft voice,
“I'll be honest with you... for us, this is pretty real.”
She felt him swallow
before she heard him gruffly murmur, “I'm relieved to hear that...because I
didn’t think I was imagining this mutual attraction between us.”
Hana sighed and allowed a hand to
lazily trail down his chiseled torso, a small smile tugging at her lips as she
heard the breath hitch in his chest.
“No... It’s not your
imagination... I find you very...very...attractive.” murmured Hana in a sultry voice.
A low groan echoed loudly
in the kitchen before Kankuro abruptly turned around
and picked up the surprised woman.
“Where are we going?”
asked Hana, as she watched in amusement as the large
man walked briskly out into the hallway and over to a coded door.
“We're going to have a
chat and then I'm going to kiss you senseless...do you have a problem with
that?” growled out Kankuro.
“No – none at all.”
replied Hana happily.
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Hana was pushed up against the wall as
soon as they entered the room under the stairs and felt the firm pressure of Kankuro's lips descend onto her own.
Her hands buried into the
back of his scalp and deepened the kiss as the large tattooed man let out a
raspy groan into Hana's mouth and braced the wall
next to the young woman's head.
“Mmm...
that was very nice... but what happened to having our talk first?” murmured Hana breathlessly as Kankuro
finally released her lips and tried to catch his breath as he rested his
forehead against the cool concrete wall.
“I changed my mind.”
countered Kankuro with a soft husky laugh.
Hana chuckled knowingly as she slid a
hand forward and cupped the side of his jaw.
“Well, I certainly don't
mind the small change in the itinerary as long as I can get more of the same
after our little chat, okay?” replied the woman with a wolfish grin.
“It seems fair to me.” murmured Kankuro
with a small smile as he reluctantly pushed himself away from the wall and
allowed the athletic brunette to slip down into the gap.
“Why don't you show me
what you're working on, Dr. Frankenstein?” countered Hana
with a small push.
“You figured that out too,
huh?” asked Kankuro, now impressed with this woman's
deductions.
“Well, the Frankenstein
bit I was taking a guess on but the doctorate….yeah - that was the easy one to
figure out. The project had to be pretty damn special to cause this kind of
interest. You're too intelligent to be a mere gadget hack, despite your low key
exterior. Your library of books in the living room indicated a very well
educated man and the heavy textbooks piled haphazardly on robot technology on
the bottom shelf hinted at a graduate education.” retorted Hana
with a knowing smirk.
“I see nothing escapes
your notice, beautiful...” muttered Kankuro under his
breath as he pulled the brunette behind him over to the stainless steel work
bench.
“Not really...holy shit, Kankuro... this is amazing! How much do you have left to do
until the prototype is completed?” whispered Hana in
awe as she stepped out from behind the large man, reached out and touched the
highly lacquered surface with a finger.
“It's pretty much done.
When I realized that someone was trying to kill me, it made me more tenacious
to complete the project ahead of the deadline schedule.” replied Kankuro gruffly, feeling the ruddy blush come to his cheeks
at her obvious admiration of his skill.
“Okay, I know it’s a robot
but what does it do? It must be something pretty damn special for the
competition to try and kill you.” murmured the brunette with a frown, now deep
in thought.
“You’re right – it is
special. It’s a household and security robotic unit that can be activated
remotely via your cell phone or alternatively, it can identify its owner by
their vocal signature.” replied the large man with a small smile of
satisfaction on his face.
“May I?” asked Hana, gesturing to the robot on the table.
Hana bit the inside of her cheek to
keep from laughing when she saw the ruddy glow appear prominently on his
cheekbones once more.
He wasn’t used to people
admiring and wanting to check out his work… it was cute and rather refreshing –
a modest man.
What a welcome
surprise. She could certainly get used to it.
Hana picked up the robot and ran her
fingers across the surface, her experienced eyes picking out all the state of
the art surveillance devices cleverly incorporated into the exoskeleton. It
looked like a kid’s toy with its colorful paint job but Hana
knew that she was currently holding in her hands the future of home security.
It was pretty damn
impressive.
“Damn – looks like I'm
going be out of a job... this is quite the work of art, Kankuro.”
replied Hana finally returning the unit to an upright
position on the stainless steel work table.
“I highly doubt it... I
couldn't replicate your sixth sense when it comes to trouble into a machine,
even if I tried.” muttered Kankuro under his breath.
Hana turned swiftly and gave the large
tattooed man a toothy grin.
“Why, sweetheart... I do
believe you gave me a compliment... does that mean you're finally warming up to
the concept of having a minder?” asked Hana with a
sassy grin.
“No - I'm just not adverse
to the idea of you being my shadow, that's all.” returned Kankuro with a scowl.
“That's very good
to know.” murmured Hana with a decidedly feline purr
as she reached up and captured his lips with her own.
Kankuro let out a small groan before he
placed his hands onto her lean hips and lifting her up onto the work surface.
Hana was about to wrap her arms around
his shoulders when she suddenly pulled away slightly and placed a fingertip on Kankuro's lips.
Kankuro's emerald eyes widened in shock as
he too heard the noise.
A shrill ringing noise
alerted the couple that someone was at the door.
“Are you expecting anyone
or any packages?” hissed out Hana.
“No – I always get my
personal purchases delivered to the front desk at the offices. Gaara was insistent on that.” replied the large man
gruffly.
“Does this room have
access to the security cameras at your front entrance?” asked Hana with a frown as they heard the shrill sound of the
door chimes once more.
Kankuro nodded abruptly before turning and
walking over to a small bank of monitors.
Hana slid off the table and stalked
swiftly across the stark room to watch the image on the small screen.
“Kankuro,
do you recognize this man?” asked Hana in a hushed
undertone as she expanded the image to show a close up of the man's face.
He nodded grimly and
replied, “Yes, I do... that's Baki – head of Security
for Suna Enterprises. If he's here, then that's not a
good sign.”
“You better tell him that
you're here then before he becomes even more impatient.” murmured Hana with a small smirk as she watched a small tick appear
at the corner of the man's lips.
“Baki...
what's up?” asked Kankuro as he pressed the button
for the intercom.
A look of relief appeared
on the stern looking man's face as he looked up at the security camera.
“Kankuro...
are you decent?” countered the man carefully.
Hana gently pulled Kankuro's
hand off the intercom button and translated, “He wants to know if I'm with
you... tell him yes and you'll be there in a few minutes.”
Kankuro pushed down on the intercom button
and relayed the message back to the company's head security honcho, who nodded
his understanding up at the camera.
“Do you trust him?”
murmured Hana watching the relief ghost across the
man's face once more before he masked his inner emotions.
“Hell, yes...Baki's family... he practically raised us when our bastard
of a father passed away from a sudden heart attack.” replied Kankuro gruffly.
“Okay... that's good
enough for me... I want you to lock this room up while I go upstairs to pick up
something. Wait until I get back to let him in... Got it?” responded Hana in a professional tone before giving him a quick kiss
on the cheek as she moved over to the door.
“Got it.” murmured Kankuro, watching the lithe woman slip out the door.
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“Okay, let him in now, Kankuro.” murmured a voice behind the broad chested man.
He nodded and gripped the
door handle, pushing down on the little switch.
Kankuro had stepped to one side as the door
opened only for a blur to race in front of him and drag the startled head of
security into the house before slapping the door shut.
“Activate the security
code, sweetheart while I say hello to our friend.” murmured Hana
coolly as she pushed the large man's face first into the hallway wall.
“I think I'm in love, Kankuro... it's been years since I've been manhandled like
this.” countered the stoic man dryly, giving the younger man a small wry smile.
“Get your own... that
one's mine...” grouched Kankuro.
“Hmm... you dig assertive
women, eh? Honey, have I got a friend of mine that is going to love you.”
replied Hana with a wolfish grin as her nimble
fingers frisked the large man in front of her.
Kankuro locked the door and watched in
shocked amazement as his hired shadow effectively fleeced the older man of his
weapons, even the hidden knife in the boot and the ankle piece.
“Really? Is she as feisty as you?” asked Baki with a grin, not at all offended at how thoroughly the
woman behind him divested him of his weapons.
“Oh... yeah... she's a
kinky little minx too but I don't think that would frighten off a man like
you.” returned Hana as she finally stepped away from
the man and gestured for him to go into the living room.
“Kankuro, why don't you put on the kettle and make us
another pot of tea?
I imagine Baki here would welcome some green tea...
then we’ll have a little chat.” murmured Hana as Kankuro nodded and walked into the kitchen.
Hana sat on the arm of the sofa and
watched in amusement as the older man gave her a measured look of
contemplation.
“Relax, Baki... whatever you need to say to Kankuro
can wait a few more minutes... oh, yeah...one more thing – keep your feet
firmly on the ground or I will be forced to remove the boots - my way.”
murmured Hana with a wide grin.
“You figured it out,
huh... that's pretty impressive... it cost me a small fortune to make them
virtually undetectable.” replied Baki, now more than
a little impressed by the woman sitting across from him.
The wail of a siren could
be heard a block away and the security honcho watched the woman's smile become
broader.
Kankuro came back into the room with a
full tea tray and carefully placed it on the low table.
“Thanks gorgeous... now –
to what do we owe the pleasure of this visit, Baki?”
asked Hana, her eyebrow raised as she leaned over to
pick up a cup of tea from the tray.
“Gaara
called me last night and told me about the new woman in Kankuro's
life...so, naturally I had to come over and introduce myself.” responded Baki smoothly, his eyes steadily looking over at the
brunette.
“I see... so you are aware
of the situation?” murmured Hana as she looked down
into her tea cup and blew at the hot liquid.
“I am... and I came here
to offer my assistance, since it's becoming obvious to me that he can't stay
here.” replied Baki as he leaned forward and picked
up a cup.
“What
about my work?!
I just can't leave it here!” growled Kankuro.
“Relax, gorgeous... we're
not going to leave it behind, so don't get your panties in a bunch.” murmured Hana as she reached over and stroked a hand down the man's
arm.
“Baki,
we need to go over to the office and meet up with the rest of the family. Why
don't you tag along?” asked Hana, pinning the older
man with a look.
“Sure... I will be happy
to come into the office with you two... so, any ideas as to what you want to do
about Kankuro?” murmured Baki.
“Yeah... I do actually...
can I use your phone?” countered Hana with a smirk.
Baki was very curious now as to what
the woman was up to as he handed over his cell phone into her hands.
Hana flashed an evil smile to the two
men as she flipped open the phone and punched in a number.
“Hey, you kinky bitch...
yeah, yeah... work has been keeping me busy... I was hoping to ask you for a
favor... could I use that place of yours for a while... yeah... I'll fill you
in when I see you at the club. So, what time should we show up? Yeah... you
heard right... I'm bringing company...” replied Hana
to the voice on the phone giving Baki a saucy wink.
“Wellll...
I found a man that likes his women feisty and kinky... yeah, yeah... you
trollop... you came to my mind immediately.” murmured Hana
with a wicked laugh.
“Huh? I don't know... why
don't you ask him yourself? He's right here.” countered Hana
before handing the phone over to the head of the security.
“Hello... Baki speaking...yes, I'm single...no, I'm straight...no,
not desperate...just selective... yes, I'm clean... yes, I get tested regularly
– it's a requirement for my line of work...I'm in security... really? ...you're
a bouncer?” murmured Baki glancing over at the
athletic brunette watching him intently with a wolfish smile firmly in place.
“Sorry... my hair color?”
asked Baki with a frown, watching Hana
place her hand in front of her mouth to muffle her laughter.
“Uh... I have red hair...yes;
it's natural...what shade? ...it's a russet/deep burgundy color...” replied Baki looking over at the brunette woman who was now openly
laughing at him.
“Yes...she's here...okay,
I'll put her on...” murmured Baki with a small frown
as he handed his phone back to the brunette.
“Yeah, it's me...so, what
do you think?” asked Hana as she listened to her
friend and continued to give the older man a knowing look.
“Sure, this phone takes
photos... hang on... smile Baki...okay, sending it
now...” murmured Hana as she pulled the phone away
from her ear.
“Five, four, three, two...” muttered Hana.
“Holy
shit!! This is
the guy you want me to meet?! He's fucking gorgeous!! How the hell did he
manage to stay single?! That's it – I'm taking the evening off!” yelled an
excited voice out of the phone.
“So, I'll see you later
then? Oh, yeah...Baki will definitely be with us... Hahaha... see you later, Anko.”
replied Hana as she hung up on her best friend and
handed Baki back his phone.
“Don't worry, Baki... you'll be thanking me later for the introduction...
trust me.” countered Hana with an
evil grin as she caught the look the older man was giving her.
“Kankuro,
I want you to only pack what can fit into your bag that you take to work...
pack essentials – extra cash, your wallet, travel documents, underwear...but no
clothing. Also – start downloading all your research onto a CD-Rom and then
erase the files on your computer because we're not planning to return back here
this evening.” said Hana grimly.
“What
about my prototype?! I'm sure as hell not leaving it here for those bastards.” growled Kankuro, starting to feel put out.
Hana let out a naughty chuckle and
reached out to caress the man's high cheekbone, “Relax, gorgeous... we're not
leaving your baby for the bad guys... but we are going to have to smuggle it
out of the house since they may be still watching this place...”
“Kankuro,
it's obvious that your...woman has a plan... just relax and let her do her job,
okay?” replied Baki in a quiet undertone.
“Okay, I'll get the ball
rolling ...but...Emiko, you better have a good plan to get my pride and
joy out of here without a scratch... or so help me, heads are going to
roll.” huffed Kankuro before he pushed himself off
the couch and stomped down the hallway.
Baki waited until the sound of Kankuro's footsteps disappeared before quietly murmuring,
“He's in serious danger, isn't he – Emiko?”
“Yeah, he is Baki but the stupid fool still thinks he's untouchable.
After last night's little fiasco – I'm not taking any chances.” murmured Hana darkly.
“You mean that they tried
again?!” growled Baki.
“Yeah... but lucky for us,
they were too cheap to splash out on smarter tails... I think one of them is
still cursing my name this morning.” returned Hana
with a knowing grin.
“You normally carry a
piece for assignments?” murmured Baki waving towards
the imperceptible bump under her arm.
Hana sighed with a shrug and replied,
“No, I never needed it but they were packing heat last night so... I'm done
playing nice.”
“So – what type do you carry?
I also missed it, its so compact.” asked Baki with a
wry smile.
“The smaller, the better,
baby! It's a Heckler and Koch USP45 Tactical Compact... and yeah, it's a sweet
little gun.” replied Hana with a satisfied smirk,
watching the security expert's eyes light up in interest.
They both looked up when
they heard the approach of footsteps and Kankuro
appeared in the archway.
“Okay, it won't take long
for the remainder of my research files to rip onto my back up disks. I'm going
to go upstairs to pack but I left the door to that room unlocked so you can
take care of Lilly for Me.” murmured Kankuro
sourly before he stomped off once more.
“Lilly? He names them?!”
asked Hana, the surprise apparent in her face.
Baki let out a rusty laugh and replied
with a nod, “Yeah... his siblings often tease him about his odd little habit
but to him, his robots are more than mere inventions...they're in a sense his
children.”
Hana nodded a thoughtful look now in
the depths of her dark eyes.
A man who lived for his
job and viewed his projects as his children...
Yep, not doubt about it
- Kankuro had more layers than an onion...
And she planned to
explore every one of them.
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The trio walked down the
foyer of the main building of Suna Enterprises.
Kankuro glanced over at Baki, not surprised to see that smug and all knowing smile
permanently attached to his face.
Damn – she was a clever
one… he’d give her that…
He looked at the large bag
slung carelessly over one slim shoulder and felt a wry smile tug at the corner
of his lips.
Not that anyone really
noticed the bag when she was wearing that napkin sized skirt… which was the
plan.
He thought he was in
danger of swallowing his tongue when she had come down the stairs dressed in
the skimpy outfit but she had merely smiled and replied that she was providing
‘distraction’.
Well… she was certainly
that…
Kankuro watched the face of the employees
they passed on the way to his brother’s office and wasn’t surprised to see a
lot of shocked looks.
It was obvious that they
had not been expecting him to show his face around this place after the
incident the other day.
Hell, it would take a
lot more than scare tactics to intimidate him. He was a Sabaku…and
his family was made of stronger stuff.
The small group rounded
the corner and could now pick up the sound of raised voices, coming from one of
the executive offices.
“Who the hell died and
made you god?!” yelled a distinctively female voice from the president’s
office.
“Shit…. Should we get in
there and separate them?” muttered Kankuro under his
breath with a groan.
“No, no… this should be
good… I suggest we let them have at it for a while longer before we barge in.”
countered Hana with an evil little smile on her lips.
They could hear a male
voice answer the woman with a short growl, “I made an executive decision…accept
it.”
“Who’s that in there with Gaara?” asked Baki, now more than
a little curious by the exchange.
“It still doesn’t change
the fact that you are a controlling S.O.B. with a Napoleon complex!” hissed out
the female.
“Damn…. She’s good.”
whistled Kankuro in appreciation.
“The hissing little
she-cat with the viper’s tongue is the President’s new secretary, Hoshiko Watanabe.” replied Hana,
giving Baki a look of amusement.
They heard Gaara’s voice but his response was too low for them to pick
up his words.
“Bastard! You may have gotten your way in
this matter but that’s the only concession you’ll be winning as far as I
am concerned.” countered the woman in an outraged tone.
“She’s pretty steamed at
our esteemed leader.” murmured Baki with a certain
amount of surprise.
“And with good reason...Gaara would be her absolute last choice in terms of
placement if it was left up to her.” replied Hana
with a knowing smile.
“Wha?! You mean to tell me that Little Red told her that it was him or
nothing?” asked Baki, not bothering to hide his
shock.
“Yeah…pretty much… and as
you can hear, that kind of high handed behavior went over like a lead balloon
with the young woman in question.” responded Kankuro
wryly.
“She must be something for
your brother to pull one of those stunts though.” countered Baki.
“Why don’t you judge for
yourself, Baki… let’s interrupt them before either of
them gets a second wind.” murmured Hana, giving the
large oak paneled doors a sharp rap before pushing the doors open.
Baki was slightly taken aback when he
caught his first glimpse of the woman glaring ice daggers at his employer.
She was certainly a
striking little thing… and he could see why Gaara was
attracted to her.
The abrupt look of relief
that immediately washed into the dark haired young woman's face when she caught
sight of the athletic looking brunette wasn't lost on Baki.
It all clicked into place
for him in an instant.
The head of Security now
knew that he was looking at the other operative from the protection agency.
“Baki...
It's good to see you.” murmured Gaara tightly as he
finally noticed the new occupants of the office.
“You too, Gaara...putting the new employee through her paces, I see.”
replied Baki dryly, not bothering to hide his
amusement from the obviously arguing pair.
“Hoshiko...did
you bring what I asked for?” broke in Hana with a
raised eyebrow.
“Uh...yes... Let me go get
it for you from the other room.” murmured Hinata in
relief as she beat a hasty retreat from the office.
The men watched stunned as
the petite woman returned to the room carrying an identical bag to the one Hana had currently looped over one shoulder.
“Are we waiting on
anyone?” asked Hana in her no nonsense tone.
“No, Temari
is at a publicity junket this morning, trying to downplay the drama of the
bombing yesterday and generally assure the share holders that we will be
releasing the prototype on time.” replied Gaara
dryly.
Hana nodded in understanding before she
looked over at Baki and quietly said, “Baki, lock the door. We don’t wish to be disturbed for this
conversation.”
“What the hell is going
on?” growled Gaara, now on high alert.
“The prototype is done.”
replied Kankuro curtly.
“Your precious Lilly is
finally completed?! Well? Where is it?” countered the red haired man, giving
the small group in front of him a sharp look.
“Relax, Little Nero…we
brought it with us. I caught someone watching the house this morning, so I felt
it was imperative to remove all evidence of the project from the domicile,
transfer the prototype to a safer location and get Kankuro
into hiding - at least until after the launch.” replied Hana
wryly, shooting Hinata a knowing look.
“I see… I take it
everything pertaining to the project is in the bag then?” murmured Gaara, feeling a shadow of grudging respect for the
athletic brunette’s dedication to her job.
“It is. I imagine you will
direct Hoshiko as to where she can place the
prototype until the launch. I would prefer it if we don’t keep it on sight –
not with a corporate mole on the loose.” replied Hana
as she slipped the bag off her shoulder, opened it to remove her wallet, phone
and a small case before handing the bag carefully over to her friend and
colleague.
“Emiko…is that what I
think it is?” asked Hinata, her silver eyes darting
over the small case in the tall woman’s hand before glancing up at the
concealed holster she knew would be strapped just under the woman’s arm.
“Yes…I’m afraid so, Hoshiko. It can’t be helped – we had company last night and
they were done playing.” responded Hana with a
grimace.
“There was trouble last
night? What happened, Kankuro?” growled out the red
haired man.
“Someone tried to take me
out while we were out at dinner last night but gorgeous here was having none of
that.” replied the large tattooed man with a smirk.
“Damn it, Kankuro… this isn’t fucking funny anymore! When are you
going to get it in that smug intellectual skull of yours that you’re not
fucking bullet proof.” countered Gaara with a glare.
“Amen to that.” Muttered Hana under her breath as she
stuffed her retrieved items into the new hand bag.
“Are you done now?” asked Kankuro with a dark scowl.
“Yes – I have everything I
need. You can go now if that’s what you’re asking, Kankuro.”
replied Gaara sourly as he watched his sibling turn
and stalk towards the door, his leggy shadow and head of security close behind.
“Emiko….keep him safe.”
murmured the red head, not bothering to keep the concern out of his voice.
Hana paused, her hand on the lock when
she heard the man utter those words and turned slightly to give him a wolfish
grin over her shoulder.
“That’s my plan, boss
man.” replied the brunette feeling her grin become wider as she saw the relief
ghost across Gaara’s face before retreating behind a
mask.
“Gaara
– I will call you later.” called out Baki curtly as
the trio left the office.
The red haired man stood
watching the door in silence for a few minutes before finally murmuring in a
curt voice, “Hoshiko, I will give you a few minutes
to cancel my appointments for today and then I want you to be ready to leave
with your handbag. Work can wait until tomorrow morning.”
Hinata nodded mutely in understanding
before walking over to the door with the large bag firmly tugged under one arm.
“Damn it, Kankuro… don’t you dare die on me.” growled out Gaara
under his breath to the empty room.
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A colorful tune rang out
on Hana’s cell phone as she prowled down the
corporate hallways with the two striking men in tow.
She flipped it open with a
flick of her wrist and cooed, “Yes, Hunny-Bunny…we’re
on our way now.”
“Who’s Hunny-Bunny?”
asked Baki in amusement as he glanced over at the man
walking briskly beside him in the leggy brunette’s wake.
“Oh, just another poor
bastard who can’t seem to escape the evil clutches of my sweetie.” replied Kankuro with a groan.
“I heard that.” drifted
back Hana’s voice – the unholy delight over his
comment apparent in her tone.
“She’s quite the hand
full, I take it?” murmured Baki in admiration of her
spunk.
“Yeah – but she’s my
hand full to deal with…” countered Kankuro with a
warning growl at the back of his throat.
“Don’t worry, Baki… you will soon have your own hand full to deal with… I
have a feeling that Anko is going to adore you!”
replied Hana with a smirk as she waited at the
entrance for the two men to catch up.
“Yeah – I see you, Snookie Bear….ahahahahaha…I would
like to see you try that, Shinko…. Okay, talk to you shortly.” murmured the
brunette to the person on the phone before turning off the phone with a snap.
“Okay, Baki…
you take the front and I will bring up the rear.” said Hana
quietly to the head of security as they paused in front of her.
“Got it.” replied Baki as he pushed the door open and scanned the area for
suspicious vehicles before strolling forward.
The broad chested man opened the door of the automobile and waited
for Hana’s signal.
“Okay - let’s get moving, Hot stuff.” whispered the brunette into Kankuro’s
ear as she gave him a slight nudge forward and followed closely behind.
“Did you miss me, Shinko?”
chirped Hana cheerfully as the trio quickly got into
the vehicle and closed the door.
“No… an hour hardly counts
as long enough time to effectively forget your harpy tones. I don't see why you
can't take this a little more seriously, Emiko.” murmured Shino without
emotion.
"Amen to that."
muttered Kankuro under his breath.
"Oh pooh... It's a
lot more fun rattling your cage, Shinko." replied Hana
with an evil grin on her lips to the image in the rear vision mirror before
Shino raised his middle finger in salute.
“Yowch! Are you sure these two are friends?” muttered Baki to the tattooed man sitting next to him with a smirk
on his lips.
“Yeah, positive… you
haven’t seen anything yet, Baki… these two are just
getting warmed up.” countered Kankuro easily.
“Aww…
baby. You know you enjoy the attention…” cooed Hana
with a broad smile as she listened to Shino snort in response.
“Shut it, Emiko… just tell
me where the hell I need to take you.” returned Shino as he pulled the town car
out into the late morning traffic.
“We’re going to the
Viper’s Nest to see Anko.” replied Hana with an evil grin.
“Oh hell, no… Emiko… it’s
too fucking early in the day to deal with that crazy bitch…we’re not that
desperate for help.” cursed Shino in disgust.
“Awww,
Shinko… she did say she was sorry about that.” retorted Hana with a knowing smile.
“Fuck you, Emiko! She
wasn’t the one who had to deal with the fallout.” growled out Shino in a low
voice as he entered the expressway leading down into the downtown area.
“Your friend is a bouncer
at the Viper’s Nest?” asked Kankuro, now more than a
little curious about the mysterious Anko.
“Yep… you heard of it,
have you?” murmured Hana softly while she continued
to watch Shino silently fume about the prospect to having to talk to the feisty
bouncer.
“Yeah… been to a couple of
shows there… it has the reputation of being one of the nastiest Punk Bars in
town but the security on the door is first class, which is why all the top punk
acts love playing there.”
“Wait a minute… your
friend wouldn’t happen to be Anko Man-eater Mitarashi?” cut in Baki, not
bothering to hide the shock from his tone.
“Yep – that’s her… you
having second thoughts about meeting her now?” replied Hana
with a knowing glance, only to have Kankuro burst out
laughing.
“Hardly…She’s Baki’s fantasy woman…” murmured the tattooed man with a
small grin after he finally stopped laughing from the irony of the situation.
“Really? Do tell, Baki…”
drawled Hana teasingly as Shino watched the group
with undisguised curiosity via the rear vision mirror.
“I saw her throw a man
four times her size 10 feet through the air the night I went to the Viper’s
Nest to see a show with Kankuro and I think I fell in
love with her in that moment….unfortunately, I didn't talk to her... I only had
enough time to ask one of the guys working the door that night for her name
before we had to leave…it’s been two years since I last saw her.” responded Baki with a small smile as he folded his arms.
“I’ll be damned……Do you
suppose he could be the mystery red head she's been searching for all this
time?” asked Shino, now mildly amused by this unexpected turn of events.
“My sentiments exactly,
Shinko… so, you want to stick around long enough to see the look on Anko’s face or you eager to get back to the office?” asked
the brunette with an impish grin.
Hana watched in amusement as Shino
quickly shook his head and replied, “Hell no… I want to see the look on her
face when she meets Baki.”
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The sleek black town car
pulled up in front of the Viper’s Nest where a petite brunette wearing tightly
laced black leather pants, matching lace up top and heavily buckled black
leather boots stood waiting impatiently for them.
“Anko…” murmured Shino in greeting as he pulled up in front
of her.
The brunette gave the
stoic man a nod before the passenger door closest to the curb opened.
Hana stepped out and waited impassively
as Kankuro emerged out of the dark interior of the
vehicle.
“Damn… that’s what I call
an assignment.” drawled Anko in admiration as Kankuro felt his face go a dull brick red.
“I’m glad you approve...
but you’ll have to find your own body to watch…I’m planning to keep this one
close at hand for a while...” replied Hana with a
certain amount of satisfaction.
“Why am I not surprised to
hear that? I take it that this is a short visit then?” murmured Anko with a knowing smirk before tossing a set of keys to
her friend.
“Yeah, sorry Anko… things are getting a little too dicey to stay in one
place longer than necessary…Thanks…is the combination still the same?” asked Hana as she opened her bag and dropped the keys in.
“Shit… almost forgot…
here… this is the new combination.” grumbled the bouncer as she pushed a hand
down into a pocket of her pants and fished out a piece of paper.
“Thanks…I owe you one, Anko.” said Hana gratefully as
she reached out and plucked the paper out of her friend’s hand.
“If you can get me the red
head’s digits…we’ll call it an even trade.” responded Anko
brazenly.
“I think that can be arranged
but I would prefer to give you more than a number though.” countered a husky
voice behind just behind the small brunette.
Shino and Hana held back the snickers as they watched the look of
shock dawn on the normally unflappable Anko.
“Holy shit…It’s really
you!” exclaimed the woman paling as she recognized the powerfully built man
standing at her side.
“You still look
amazing…so, I have been meaning to ask you ever since I saw you two years ago…
how the hell do you get into those pants?” asked Baki,
not bothering to hide his admiration of Anko’s toned
body encased in the tightly laced ensemble.
Hana felt a small smile tug at the
corner of her lips when he heard Shino give a softly uttered groan.
Poor guy… it was
obvious he still had flashbacks about that night…
The smaller woman laughed
in delight and replied in a sassy tone, “I’ve had plenty of practice…why do you
ask? Are you interested in getting into my pants?”
“Eventually… but I would
like to take you out for dinner when you have a free night.” returned Baki easily.
“Hell, baby… you don’t
need to wine and dine me…I’m already impressed.” said Anko,
giving the man a sweeping side glance with her brown
eyes.
“You may be ready to get
to the main course but I prefer to work my way up.” responded Baki with a grin.
“Hana…I’m
officially in lust.” drawled Anko in delight, not at
all offended at being told that she would need to wait to get a taste of Baki.
“You’re only in lust?
…looks like I will need to change that.” replied Baki
in a smoky voice.
Hana shook her head as the pair’s
bantering before she cleared her throat and murmured, “Anko…trade
numbers with Baki quickly because we need to get
going…”
“No problem, uh…” broke
off Anko giving her friend a puzzled look.
“Emiko.” intoned Shino
helpfully, a smile peaking out from his high collar at the woman’s frown.
Anko nodded in understanding she slid
her hand back into her pocket, drew out a business card with the nightclub’s
logo on it and handed it over to a visibly delighted Baki.
“Well, Baki…
I managed to get the night off, so if you want to meet up tonight…” trailed off
Anko hopefully.
“Anko,
I’m free tonight too… how about I call you this evening once I have finished up
here and we can figure out where you want to go eat.” murmured Baki with a smile.
“I can’t wait… well, have
fun kids… until later, Baki.” replied Anko as she watched the trio get back into the vehicle with
a soft slap of the doors.
Shino turned on the
ignition and with a small nod in Anko’s direction,
drove off down the road.
“Damn it… I was hoping
that he wasn’t still mad at me about that ….but I guess not.” muttered Anko under her breath before she turned around and walked
back to the club’s entrance.
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Gaara nodded slightly in acknowledgment
at the employees and upper management that he encountered in the corridors of
the corporate office.
The couple had just
reached the lobby when a voice called out, “Mister Sabaku…
one moment of your time …if I may.”
“Fuck it… I don’t have
time for this shit… and certainly not with this asshole.” growled Gaara under his breath as he darted a look at the dark
haired woman.
Hinata nodded in understanding before
they turned as one and waited for the tall and elegant executive to catch up
with them.
“Uchiha…
what seems to be the problem?” asked Gaara in a
cordial tone of voice.
“I just returned from the
press conference that Temari held and it seems that a
couple of the major shareholders are not convinced that the new prototype will
be launched as promised.” replied the man in the expensive business suit and
pony tail.
Gaara frowned at the unwelcome news
before finally asking with a growl, “Let me guess… it’s that Orochimaru prick from Hebi Corp.,
correct?”
“Yes…His comments this
time have panicked a couple of the stockholders and they’re requesting a
meeting with you to get a reassurance that the launch will happen without a
hitch.” replied Itachi with a curt nod.
“I see. You can inform
them that I will be able to schedule a time to see them at 11 am tomorrow
morning, if that is agreeable to all parties involved?” responded the
president, the kanji tattoo raised high on his temple in enquiry.
“It is, Mister Sabaku… I will inform them of the appointment when I go
back to the board room.” said the tall executive with a slight bow.
“How is Temari handling the backlash, Itachi?”
asked Gaara in an undertone, so only Hinata and Itachi could hear him.
Itachi replied equally quietly, “It was
ugly, Gaara. It seemed that both the press and the
major shareholders were leaked details about the threats against your brother
and this has caused her major headaches this morning.”
“Itachi…
I want you to stay with Temari today… I have a
feeling that the day is only going to be more of a trial than it already is.”
responded Gaara in the same low tone as he watched
the man before him with hooded eyes.
“I understand. I assume
that you can be reached in the usual manner?” asked the dark haired man in a
louder voice, his black eyes showing concern before the emotion was quickly
masked.
Gaara gave a quick nod and replied
grimly, “Yes, we plan to be out of the office for the rest of the day doing our
own damage control.”
“Don’t worry about Temari…I will keep an eye on her.” Murmured Itachi quietly before responding in a louder voice, “I will
get those reports on your desk by end of work today, Mister Sabaku.”
Gaara gave the other man an assessing
look before loudly countering with a snarl, “See that you do, Uchiha…”
The couple watched at the
tall executive turned on his heel and stalked off down the corridor, appearing
to be furious to the curious on-lookers lurking along the wall.
“I don’t pay you all to
gawk!” barked out Gaara in a tone that spurred the
employees lingering in the area to dash off to their offices.
“Let’s go, Hoshiko… I promise I will answer your questions when we’re
in a safe place to talk.” Said Gaara in a quiet
undertone as he stepped forward and opened the door for the small woman.
“Mister Sabaku, we need to hurry or we’re going to be late for our
lunch appointment.” said Hinata in a soft, hesitant
voice that drifted over to the individual who continued from his hiding spot,
to watch the red head in great interest.
“Yeah…Gaara
Sabaku is just leaving for a business meeting off the
premises….he’s leaving with his new secretary…yeah, she’s a mousy little
thing…looks like she would jump in fright at the sight of her own shadow…”
murmured a smirking voice in the shadows to the voice in his receiver.
The man listened intently
as his employer gave him instructions before quietly replying, “Kankuro Sabaku showed up this
morning with Baki and that new woman of his…yeah –
the striking brunette with the facial tattoos and legs to die for…how do I
know? She was wearing a skirt that was barely legal… you bet I was looking! I
also heard she did a number on Haru’s hand last
night… the stupid bastard is lucky he didn’t remove the star… he could have
bled to death….yes – no question about it…the woman is definitely a
professional.”
The man nodded absently as
he listened to his orders before responding, “Okay…let me check out the offices
to see what I can find…If Suna Enterprises have hired
someone to protect boy genius… then it’s going to be difficult to find the
information we seek.”
He glanced around the
foyer as he listened in silence before finally replying, “The brunette? She’s
definitely got some martial arts background…but no, I don’t think she’s the
person we’re looking for… she’s not exactly the type that blends
into the woodwork like a hired shadow is supposed to.”
The man frowned as he
listened to the voice and abruptly barked, “No! I don’t want anyone entering
the house until we can determine how long we have to search the premises… yes,
I will have the information shortly… just tell those idiots to sit tight and
wait for my call.”
The man on the other end
of the phone growled back a reply to which the man coolly responded, “I did
advise against you hiring common street thugs….yeah, well …now you will listen
to me.”
The man’s eye narrowed as
he saw a familiar figure enter the hallway.
“Look…I need to get going
here….yeah… its show time… yes – leave it to me.” murmured the man soothingly as he
hung up the phone, slipped it into his pocket and approached the woman.
“Miss Sabaku…
are you okay?” asked the man with mock concern.
“I’m fine, Jiro… it’s been a rough morning, that’s all. I am heading
out to lunch with Mister Uchiha and a couple of the
board you call the clients I had appointments with for this afternoon and
reschedule a time to meet with them during the week?” asked the blonde woman,
her blue eyes reflecting the stress of the morning board meeting.
“Uh…Miss Sabaku… I heard about your brother…it must have been rather
terrifying …is he okay?” murmured the man softly.
“Oh, Jiro…I
thought for sure that he was a goner yesterday when his lab went up…but he
managed to escape with a few scratches and a foul temper.” said Temari with a relieved tone in her voice.
“He is indeed a lucky man…
I guess he plans to take a couple of days to recover from the bombing though?”
countered Jiro with a slight nod of his head.
Temari gave the man a wry grin and shook
her head as she replied, “Hell…no….not Kankuro…but
he’s not going to be working today…not if he doesn’t wish to feel the rough end
of the President’s tongue. He agreed to get checked out by the family
physician…so I am not expecting to see him for the rest of the day.”
“Well, it’s a relief to
hear that your brother has agreed to get a clean bill of health before
returning back to work…. I should let you go now, Miss Sabaku….
I have taken up enough of your time with my questions and I can see Mister Uchiha waiting for you with the two board members over by
the front doors.” Dismissed Jiro smoothly, gesturing
over at the figures standing near the entrance with a tilt of his head.
“Oh shit! I should go and
stroke some egos, I guess… Jiro….thank you.” Murmured Temari
with a grateful smile.
“No…thank you, Miss Sabaku.” murmured Jiro privately,
watching as the woman turned and walked purposely over to the trio waiting
patiently for her to join them.
He studied the entrance in
silence as he saw them disappear out the door before he pulled out his cell
phone and dialed a familiar number.
“Yeah… it’s me. I got
confirmation that the bastard is going to be out of the house for at least
another two to three hours… you know what to do….yes, call me back once you’re
done.” said the man before closing his phone with a snap.
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