A hacker's sight.

Ch. 3 - A look at the unknown


Tokyo was in full bloom, as the spring air was already very hot. Michael did not mind the walk to work in this instance, after living at Raven’s Flat like he had under Zaizen’s rule, this was a pure pleasure.

His new apartment was only a few blocks from the Headquarters, yet this ten minute walk had become a highlight of his day. It was not the fact that he had a apartment which made him happy, it was the simple freedom he now had under Kosaku’s very fair and open way he ran the STN-J.

He walked briskly on, his mind feeling rested. He had a good sleep, yet his dreams in the dead of night were always on the pretty young Robin. He had come to just pass them off now, as they had been happening more regularly for him. His actions of the other day, still disturbed him, as he remembered looking at the sweet outline if Robin’s little pussy.

He had never been a person who leered at girls like this, far from it, but ever since Robin had shown up and joined the STN... he found that he did just that. He seemed almost compelled by forces out of his control, to watch this girl with a mix of fascination, building sexual angst and whole hearted simple attraction towards the youngest of their team... the one who was barely over a year younger than he was.

He sighed, fighting off all the feelings that came with just thinking on the pretty tawny haired girl. They were not just lustful, although they were a serious part of it, but the other feelings of attraction and yearning were also intertwined through out. He was trying to be almost humoristic in the way he thought about it all, joking with himself that he should go get laid or something like that, yet deeper inside of himself he knew that was not his problem. He just wanted Robin to be his girl.

The lad just sighed, knowing that he needed to put all of this to rest. She was with Amon, and that was the end of it all. He changed his mind’s focus, telling himself just what all of his duties would be once arriving at Headquarters, but with that came a strong feeling. It was a feeling that this day might be a very long one, which he seriously hoped he was going to be wrong on.

With a nod to himself with the thoughts finally being shoved aside, he turned the last corner, his place of work was now in sight.

The lad walked up the main entrance way to go in to work, and noticed the guard standing inside the cage that protected the entrance to the building. It seemed as if the guard was sort of distracted about something, and was staring off into nowhere. The young hacker had never seen their security person doing this in all the time with the STN, and that peeked his curiosity right off.

Michael stared at the man for a second, then rapped on the steel of the gate knowing the guard had not even seen him approach. That was another sign that something was very much out of kilter here.

The guard snapped his head over to look at the young man behind the metal bars, seemingly now out of what ever trance he had been in. He gasped and ran over to the gate as fast as she could have.
“ I apologize, Mr. Lee...” He said, opening the gate for the young lad. “ I guess my mind was somewhere else.”

Michael stepped through the black Iron gate, and eyed the taller man.
“ What has got you so spaced out?” He said, noticing the man’s eyes were still wider than normal.
“ I... I should not go ahead and gossip, Mr. Lee...” He said, looking surprised that the young man had picked up on something.
“ Is there something wrong around here?” The computer kid asked, getting suspicious with the man’s very odd behavior.
“ I will not say, Mr. Lee...” He said back, then changing the subject totally. “ You may go in now.”

It was obvious, the burly man was not about to say what was going on any time soon. Michael snuffed a little bit and decided to simply head in. Michael would just have to find out whatever it was that was going on by himself, but also wondered if he really wanted to know right about now.

Heading into the elevator just inside the building, he was unsure of what he might find once in the computer lab. He sighed and pushed the button, causing the doors to hiss shut.

As the youth stepped out of the elevator, he purposely looked around the room while knot knowing what to expect. Things looked as normal as usual, noting seemed to be out of the usual. He scanned the room to see if the first perception he had of the room was correct.

Dojima was sitting there, reading a fashion magazine rather than working, as usual. Sakaki was sitting with the chief, drinking a coffee as the head of the STN seemed to be chastising him for something. That was also so normal. Miho was not in yet, it seemed, and knew that she had been on a smaller mission when he had left the night before. He thought she might still be on that one even now.

To Michael, it was a pretty normal time for the place. He was satisfied with everything, yet he had not checked on Amon and Robin.

He turned to head to his work station, and he saw Amon sitting off to the side of the room. The look on his face was one of complete sourness. He had seen the ma always be like this, yet it seemed that his mood was much more deep. Could this be a part of what the guard was half-assed eluding to?
Amon looked up, and saw Michael had came in. His face never changed from the blankness it was holding.
“ Your Fucking late, Boy.” He growled to the spiky haired youth.

The computer lad looked at his watch, and shook his head. He felt angered that he had been addressed as ‘boy’, but held his tongue from actually saying it. Amon was never known for tact in the first place.
“ I am a minute late.” He shot back, actually feeling sort of irritated with the man’s abruptness.
“ I need you to pull up the public records of our target.” Said Amon ignoring the lad, no apology or comment coming. “ An do it quickly.”
“ I already know what is necessary to do...” Butted in a very irritated Michael.
“ I did not ask you if you knew what your job was, did I...” Said the man, hissing his words through clenched teeth. “ I only am fucking interested in getting this shit so I can do my goddamned job. Can you just do that without your condescending lip, and do it fast?”

Michael looked at the man, and saw the sternness flowing through the dark colored eyes. This was more than just classic Amon happening here. His mood was one of heavy brooding sourness, his normal foreboding nature had been stepped up a few notches it seemed and rudeness added in for good measure. It seemed that he had a very deep dislike for anyone or anybody around him today.
“ He’s acting like a total prick today.” The lad thought to himself in observation. “ Jerk!!”

The long maned man stood up and walked off like he had done the other night, not even venturing a look at Michael as he did. With quickened strides, Amon headed in the direction of the hall where the large well would be. He kept his eyes forward, never once diverting them to even see the others that were around him.

The young lad looked around, to see if Robin was in, as he realized that he had not seen her yet. No signs of the young crafter was seen in any part of the room. Even her work area was empty, not even a coffee cup was there, telling the lad that she was not in yet.

The spiky haired youth took a seat, as he now felt that things were really not normal. He would wait to talk to Dojima later, if anyone would know what was going on in this joint, She would. He got to work, getting the information he had ben asked for, putting things out of his mind.

It was a little later, Michael spotted out of the corner of his eye, a movement that was very slow. He peeked over, and saw it was Robin who had arrived into work. He was shocked with how the young crafter seemed this morning.

The girl looked very tired, her gorgeous milky white skin could not hide that she probably had been crying earlier. From the redness in her eyes, it had not been very long ago that she had been crying quite hard. Her clothes even seemed a little wrinkled, almost as if she had slept in them last night.

He felt his heart feel a pang, as he could not help but feel a overwhelming concern for the young lass. He hated to see the pretty girl be this way, and wondered if he should go over and see what was what.

Before he could do that, Dojima had already gone over to Robin. The tawny girl seemed to be fighting back more tears that were threatening, as the blonde girl started to talk very softly with the fire-user.

Michael simply watched in silence, as the two girl spoke very softly to one another, their voices could not be picked up but nods and shakes of the head said little about the conversation going on. The two young ladies then walked off together, heading into the back of the Computer lab together with a rather quickened pace.

Michael thought to go and spy on the two girls for a little bit, curious with what he saw when Robin arrived. Amon’s reappearance in all of his brooding presence stopped the lad from doing his spying, and he simply hurried himself to retrieve the information that the man had so ‘eloquently’ had asked for.

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The evening had came over the office once more, as the veil of darkness consumed the light outside long ago. Thanks to his suspicious prediction, the day had been a very long and drawn out affair for Michael, and seemingly for every one too. Now Raven’s Flat was empty.

Michael found himself once more, alone in the vastness of Raven’s flat. It was a situation that he always had thrust on him, yet it was one of the things that he never fully got use to. It was always him that left last, that was just the reality he lived with.

He was just saving the last bit of information he could pull out on this case, before making the short walk home for the night. What he had finally found and compiled, did not amount to much, but he thought that it was still more than enough. As he waited for the last bit to be processed, his mind drifted on to Robin again.

He had not found out just what was happening, because Amon had him riding the keyboard all day and being a royal pain in the ass all the while. When he finally had a moment to breath, he found that both Dojima and Robin had left Raven’s flat. This had Amon a little steamed up too, making it assured that it had to do with Robin and Amon, but that was all he could figure. They did come back later, but he had missed them leaving again

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by his computer beeping at him a complaint. He looked, and saw that the compact disk he was saving the work to was not working. His computer had found an large error on it, and simply stated that a new disk might be the best option. The problem was, he had no more of the disks at his desk.

He sighed and stood up, as he had to go to the storage area to get another disk so as to have back up all of the information for Amon. The man had always been a stickler for that sort of thing, especially mired deep in a investigation. He headed off to the back of the offices, to get a new disk, and he was hopeful that he would be out of here in no time.

The storage room was lit very dimly, as it had only one bare bulb in the area. He never understood why that was, knowing how low the light was to find anything in there, but as he always told himself, he only worked here. He was glad that where they kept the spare disks was just beside the door, it would make it easier than having to root around to simply find them.

He just had gotten a couple of disks to keep at his desk, when he heard a noise from deeper in the room. Since no one was suppose to be back here right now, he had to take a look as quietly as possible. He could not believe that it could be an intruder, as this building was more secure than a bank was, thanks to the anal qualities of SOLOMON.

Peeking around one of the free standing shelves, he caught the sight of someone sitting in the dimness. He squinted against the low light, as he thought the person looked very familiar. He stopped looking so hard, as he found it was Robin who sat in the still of the room.

He was going to step out of the darkness to make sure he did not scare her, but as he watched, his eyes became big, as his mind tried to grasp what it was he was seeing all the while his hearing had picked up soft moans that were not from him.

Robin was sitting on the box, propped up against the wall with her head leaned back and her eyes closed. Her legs were bent up, her dress hiked up and one of her hands was lovingly between her partially open legs. The lad could see the white pair of panties he had chanced to see the other day, were set on the box beside her. He looked between those beautiful and shapely legs and looked hungrily.

Robin’s shaved treasure was right there in full view. It was so exquisitely glistening with a bounty of moisture over it’s soft pinkness, as her fingers rubbed the nub at the very top of the slit. Her fingers were busily moving with slow but deft circles around the little nodule, her excited outer lips of her sex were parting under all of the friction. He watched, as the pretty crafter slipped a finger into her now very open hole, and she was seen to shiver as it entered. His own erection had came back with a vengeance, as he watched the pretty girl pleasuring herself. It throbbed in his pants, as he just stood there, dumbfounded.

She began to pump her fingers in and out of herself with a controlled frenzy, her juices were oozing out all around her fingers very copiously. She was gasping and moaning softly, her legs trembled with each stroke her fingers did. He watched her pretty face contort with her rapture, as she was fully engaged in what she was doing.

Absently, he pulled out his own rod and began to stroke, matching the girl’s self-rhythm beat for beat. He felt that he was really hard, his cock shaking with just how excited it was. He continued his own masturbation, all the while just kept his eyes riveted fully on the now very engaged young hunter.

He watched with great excitement as she slipped in another finger in the moment, pushing them in as far as she could get them to go. She gasped and her young hole squirted another batch of her honey around her fingers. Michael stroked his rod, mesmerized with watching the masturbating Hunter, his nose picking up her sweet scent on the air. By the frenzy she was reacting with and the volume her moans were coming with, she was getting very close to orgasm.

Michael could feel his own climax coming like gangbusters, as his balls were tightening and he could feel the blood pounding just under the surface of his shaft. He watched the girl intently, it seemed like he was going to come right when she was going to. He tightened his grip on his fleshy spear, changing the way he was stroking himself in matching the girl’s own manipulations.

The girl’s whole body began to shake, her hand had sped up ten fold as it plowed into her hole. She tilted her head a little more and her mouth opened with a shuttering gasp.
“ Michael!” She said loudly, as her entire body began to spasm wildly with the onset of her climax.

Michael was surprised to hear his name called out like this, and to have been called out by her in this situation. In response, his cock suddenly went limp in his hand, losing his hard-on in a split second. His mind spun wildly, as the reality of what she had cried out hit.
“ Did she just call out my name?” He said to himself, surprised by it.

She was slowing down now, as her orgasm steadily ebbed off. She was puffing hard, trying to catch her breath from the suddenness of her orgasm’s arrival. She moaned softly through a small smile, her face showing the bliss she was feeling right then. Her face was so very pretty even with the heavy sheen of sweat that was on it’s smoothness.

Unknowing what else to do, The hacker lad stuffed his now flaccid member back in his pants and exited the room. With this revelation, he did not want to have her catch him like this with his meat in his hand. With the disks, he hurried back to his work station as he knew of nothing else he could do.

He set to work frantically, backing up the files on the disks he had gone to get. He noted that she had not came out of the storage room yet. He thought she was waiting for him to leave, so as not to have to explain why she had been in the room in the first place. He hurried, finished up and left in record time.

As he walked home with a very fast pace, his mind was literally spinning with what he had seen in the dimness of that storage space. He could not believe that he heard and saw what he did, going as far as thinking he had simply imagined it all. He told himself never to reveal what he thought he saw, and tried to put it out of his mind.

To his frustration, it stuck there in his mind past the ten minutes he used to get himself to his small one room flat. He hoped he could keep from feeling awkward in the morning, when he saw the girl, but knew he might not.

All his mind wanted to know though, all the way home, was why did the young girl seem to be have been fantasizing about him? Now he really did not know what to do with himself, or anything else.