Using an ishipithard (AO3) Secret Agent AU to start a new series. Funny thing is that I already had a Secret Agent AU, and had planed to use an original prompt to start it (Now it will be used in Book II), but I didn't start to write yet.

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# First night

## Narita Airport - Tokyo ~ Japan.

Victor Nikiforov parades through the international landing wing of the airport, attracting the attention of several people by his silvery hair and sunglasses on his face. With his luggage in hand, he heads to the immigration wing where, upon arriving, he holds out his passport and a letter envelope to the police officer in front of him.

"Konnichiwa!" He says in Japanese fluently.

"Good afternoon," the policeman says, with a look of boredom on his face. "Mr. Victor Nikiforov."

"That's me!" Victor exclaims, with a broad smile on his face.

"What is the reason for this visit, Mr. Nikiforov?" The policeman asks, examining the passport.

"Work," Victor responds, tapping the envelope on the table. "I am an independent journalist and hired to document important locations in Tokyo. I'm very excited!"

The policeman opens the envelope and takes the paper from the inside, opening it and reading what is written, he pales when sees a certain image at the botton of it.

"I see," he says, clearing his throat and returning his passport and letter. "Very well, mister Nikiforov. Welcome to Japan. Follow me, please. "

"Arigato gozaimasu!" Victor exclaims, if it is from the ticket window and through a door that does not need to pass his luggage on the metal detector.

He leaves the airport in a taxi, heading for the hotel where he should stay.

## Hotel Teioh - Ground floor

With his room card in hand, Victor drives to the elevators and stands beside a boy with messy black hair, blue-framed glasses, jeans, a horrible gray sweater, and a white shirt with a strange brown spot on his right collar. seems to be coffee.

"Hi, I'm Victor!" He decides to talk to the boy, who looks at him in surprise.

"Hello. My name is Yuuri. "The boy responds timidly. "Can I help you with something?"

"Oh, I'm fine. Just excited enough to be able to visit and photograph the different kinds of places in Tokyo. "Victor responds, opening one of his smiles and winking at Yuuri.

"Are you a tourist?" The Japanese boy next to her asks, and they both notice the arrival of the elevator.

"Actually I'm an independent Russian reporter hired to do a special report on Tokyo. Victor says entering the elevator and watching him tighten the floor he should also tighten. "But I could have help from someone who could guide me and tell me more about those places."

"Not wanting to get involved, but I could help you with that," Yuuri says, beside him. "I'm a history teacher, so I can give you all the information you need to accompany you in those places as well."

This is perfect. Very much perfect. Victor can't believe his luck.

"Really? This is incredible! "Victor says excitedly. "What time and where can we meet?"

"I'm busy starting at 3 in the afternoon, so how about we meet in the hotel restaurant early in the morning to have coffee together?" Yuuri looks at him sheepishly, bending his face to him.

"Perfect, Yuuri," Victor replies, smiling.

To their surprise, not only are they staying on the same floor as they are room neighbors. They laugh at the coincidence, say goodbye and enter their rooms.

## Hotel Teioh - Room 1303

The suite that Victor faces upon entering the room is incredible. While the decor here is aesthetically Japanese, from the paintings on the walls to the pictures and artificial plants, the rest of the furniture is clearly western. Double bed, sofa, wardrobe, televisions, refrigerator and private bathroom with jacuzzi tub.

He puts his two suitcases on the bed, slowly opening them. He approaches the table and pulls it out of the room, placing it in the window and returning to the suitcases, where one pulls out a laptop, a portable telescope, two cameras, a magnifying glass, power and data cables, a modem internet mobile USB, several blu-rays sealed and a tripod for one of the cameras. Immediately he takes everything to the table and fits a camera into the holder, connecting the device with the laptop and placing the telescope to the side and connecting it on the television in the hotel room. It places the power cables in the camera, laptop, and telescope by plugging them into a wall outlet. Turning on the computer, he rips the plastic out of one of the blu-rays and opens the curtain, reaching for his target through the various surrounding buildings. A mansion of a Japanese politician who in a few days will be killed by him. He adjusts the camera and the telescope, observing on the computer screen infrared images, showing the human movement in that place. Victor places a CD and fits the modem into the laptop and starts recording what he sees and programs the television to record what is being displayed by the telescope.

In the other suitcase he takes off his clothes and keeps them. He takes out a purse that will be worn in disguise, holding in it another camera, a map of Tokyo, a voice recorder, and a cell phone. He pulls out a heavier bag, unlocking it with his password and opening it, revealing two .38 caliber black pistols, special ammunition, and a muffler. Satisfied with what he sees, he closes the case and holds it in the safe. Next, he puts the second bag, which has just been emptied and returns to the first, taking out a tablet, headphones and a black folder. He sits on the bed and fits the phone into the tablet, pressing number 2 and making a call via Skype.

" Privet. "He listens as soon as the call is completed.

"Privet. Special Agent Nikiforov in position and ready to start the mission. "He says in his native language.

" Very well, Agent Nikiforov. In the folder in your possession there is all the information about your target obtained with the help of our informant. Your mission is to eliminate it within a week. "The female voice on the other end of the line says.

Victor opens the black folder and spreads the documents, photos and other papers across the bed.

" The target is Hayato Ninomiya, 56 years old, and Minister of Education. He became known for developing projects for a special school for orphaned and abandoned children, which made him a man highly praised by the public and the media. But according to our informant, such a school is actually a clandestine laboratory that conducts experiments where children were used as guinea pigs for the creation of an army of super soldiers. "

Victor frowns as he studies the photos and documents of the place in question.

"What are my orders for this school?" Victor asks, taking a picture of the place and raising it.

" Your mission is just to eliminate the target and return home. "The voice responds, and he nods.

"Why is my deadline a week?" The Agent asks curiously.

" Because the target is to sell children to other countries such as Cuba, the United States, Russia, China and Saudi Arabia, disguising sales of artifacts of historical value that are in fact false. "The voice responds.

Fake art objects? Now this makes perfect sense.

Victor frowned, picked up another photo and let it fall, making her fall onto the bed. A picture of Yuuri with a serious expression on his face and a description on the bottom.

Yuuri Murakami, 24, a renowned professor and expert in archeology and history in Japan.

For this Victor didn't expect. He has directly involved himself with someone involved with the target and will use him as an alibi for his presence in Tokyo. He laughs at the strange coincidence, again. But he should know that coincidences don't exist.

Everything that happens is inevitable. Or, as some Japanese believe ... Hitsuzen.

# Second Night.

## Hotel Teioh - Ground Floor - Restaurant

It's 7:30 in the morning when Victor enters the hotel restaurant and soon finds Yuuri sitting at one of the tables, drinking tea in a white cup and in front of him there is a plate of sandwiches. The Russian agent sees him take one of them and bring his mouth down, taking a bite, drinking some more tea. He watches for a while, until Yuuri looks at him with his face bent.

With one of his false smiles on his face, he approaches the table.

"Ohayo, Yuuri!" He exclaimed, not caring that the other few guests would glare at him.

"Ohayo, Victor-san. What are your plans for today? "The teacher asks, again with a shy smile on his face.

"I was thinking of starting with Shibuya," Victor says, pulling the purse from his shoulder and placing it in the chair opposite Yuuri's.

"Hm. I agree it's a good place to start. "Yuuri drinks tea again, watching him. "But I recommend eating breakfast first."

"Of course!" Victor says, getting up and going to get a plate to serve himself.

Discreetly he looks at the table, seeing Yuuri again bite into a sandwich and wave shyly at him when he notices her gaze. The Russian agent finds himself not believing the possibility that he is involved with Ninomiya and his greedy plans.

Victor returns to the table and feeds in silence, something that Yuuri notices but does not speak clearly in respect to him, which is relieved by it.

The ride in Shibuya is even interesting. Pretending to take pictures and record everything Yuuri says, Victor ends up crying for truth when he learns the true story behind the statue of the Hachiko dog just outside the train station. The Russian agent also finds himself studying his guide, seeing that he is a gentle and polite person helping a lady at the station.

"You said yesterday that you'd be busy starting at 3 ..." Victor begins to say as they sit on a bench to rest.

"Oh, yes," Yuuri replied, turning to look at him seriously. "A friend asked me to replace him as an appraiser of certain items that the education minister plans to sell at an auction to acquire funds and create a school for abandoned children."

"That's cool!" Victor says, surprised at his naivety and breathing deeply, relieved by what he hears.

The teacher looks at him in surprise.

"You ... are you okay?" He asks, this time catching the Russian by surprise.

"I am, Yuuri!" The secret agent answers with a smile on his face.

"Hm." Yuuri nods, standing up. "Do you want something to drink? I'm thirsty."

"Water, please," Victor says, looking at him in surprise. "The money…"

"I pay," Yuuri says, pulling away quickly and then coming back with two bottles of water.

Victor, taking advantage of the fact that the teacher left his backpack with him, lets out a sigh and takes something from his jacket pocket, and with the same hand touches the handle of the backpack.

"I'm back," Yuuri says, holding out to him one of the water bottles he holds in his left hand while in the other he carries several different flavors of kit-kat chocolate.

"Kit-kats?" Victor asks, surprised.

"I like it," Yuuri says, shrugging and drinking some water. "In addition, there are flavors that are only found here in Japan."

"I see." Victor says, drinking water right away, and watching him open a package and split the chocolate in half.

"Here." The teacher extends one halves to him, eating another.

Victor grabs him and takes a hesitant bite, feeling first the taste of chocolate and then a rather peculiar taste.

"Tea?" He asks, devouring the rest in surprise.

"Matcha. Green tea, "Yuuri responds, also devouring his.

"Vkusno!" Victor exclaims, making the professor laugh as he holds the rest of the chocolates in his backpack.

"I see you like it," he remarks, lifting his backpack. "Tomorrow I'll share another to see if you have the same opinion."

"Why only tomorrow?" Victor asks, whimpering.

"Because it's almost lunch time, and that also means we'll be saying goodbye soon enough," Yuuri responds, glaring at the agent seriously.

"Oh, it's true," Victor comments, surprised that time has passed so quickly.

The rest of the ride through Shibuya was interesting to the agent, who barely realizes that he's really enjoying listening to Yuuri telling about the places they visit rather than pretending.

" Do not get too involved with him. "A voice in his head pops up suddenly.

" Before it's too late. "Another voice says, and he feels a strange shiver through his body.

## Hotel Teioh - Room 1303

After eating lunch and saying goodbye to Yuuri, Victor returns to his room at the Hotel Teioh. He takes a shower, relaxing in the hot tub, reflecting for a while on what happened earlier.

" You have no heart. You have no emotions. You have no desires. You have no future. "

" You are a machine trained to perform missions with extreme accuracy. Errors will not be allowed . "

" You are nobody. You don't exist. You are just another pawn for the Russian government. "

Victor leaves the bathroom wearing the hotel's bathrobe on his body is a towel around his neck. He approaches the laptop, which is reproducing the infrared images captured by the camera, which maps the interior of the Ninomiya mansion where, at this very moment, 3 people are close to each other in a large hall with several peculiar objects that Victor deduces to be the items that will be auctioned soon.

Stirring on the keyboard of the laptop, he opens the audio of the device he has placed in Yuuri's backpack and sits down on the bed to listen.

"... Could you please stop telling those lies again about my collection, Mr. Katsuki? "A harsh voice is the first he hears.

" Why do you insist that these objects are of historical value? "Yuuri's cold voice makes him shiver. " I could understand if you would panic or worry about knowing the true nature of these objects, unless ... "

" I already told you not to say anything else! "The harsh voice exclaims and through the laptop, Victor notices a fat man grab Yuuri through his clothes. " Do not want a target in your head, Katsuki. "

The man, whom the agent deduces to be Ninomiya, leaves Yuuri who bends and walks away from the room. Mysteriously, the sound reproduced from his footsteps diminishes until it disappears completely.

" Damn teacher. I didn't expect him to really be an expert on Japanese history. Tsk. "Ninomiya says and Victor sees him turning to the other man. "Call your men. I want to scare him. "

" Yes, sir. "The other one says, immediately moving away.

Oh no! Yuuri is in trouble!

With a pair of binoculars, Victor watches Yuuri leave the mansion and approach the hotel. When he enters, Victor takes a deep breath, throwing himself on the bed relieved because there at least he can protect the boy.