Haruko sat down at a desk and opened the laptop. She stood and stretched while giving it a chance to load up. The computer beeped and her yellow eyes glanced over.

PASSWORD REQUIRED.

She looked at the empty rectangle with the blinking cursor and took a moment to mull it over before blinking repeatedly in confusion. She doubled over with a groan and a knock at the door.

"Haruko. What the heck are you doing in there?"

"Oh? Uh-oh."

She frantically ran around the room, rearranging it, and the doorknob clicked open. A young boy with black hair came in with closed eyes and a sigh. He slowly opened them and looked at the room. Over by the bed, Haruko was reading a magazine that was flipped over. She was reading the cover and her left leg was propped up on her right. Naota's eyes trailed over toward the computer.

PASSWORD INVALID.

The red letters sat above the first empty box with a blinking cursor. There was a second one below it with four gray asterisks inside. He turned hastily around to face Haruko. An innocent face… She batted her eyelashes at him with pouted lips. The idiotic dullness in her eyes signaled to him that it would be pointless to ask exactly what she had been doing on his computer.

He typed in the password and the sound of a clicking mouse sounded twice in the silence of the room.

"Here you go. Next time ask before you invade someone's privacy," he flatly scolded.

She just smirked now hanging upside down on his bed; the door closed and she jumped up going over to his computer. Her eyes were half-lidded as she clicked around through the programs.

Seems like Naota is a normal boy… She clicked through a few more, entering his documents folder without even taking note of it. "That is so lame! Ahh!"

She screamed, holding her head and kicking her feet out. The computer blipped and she silenced herself. She blinked and leaned forward, reading the prompt.

FILES HIDDEN. WOULD YOU LIKE TO SHOW THEM?

A smile creased her face—a wide heinous smile.

YES? NO?

She cracked her knuckles and whirled her finger up in the air.

"Bum ba-da-dum! Bingo!"

Her finger pressed down on the mouse button.

NOW SHOWING…71 FILES…

Whoa. Seventy—wuh?

NOW SHOWING…100 FILES…

Geez. What's Takkun got to hide in here anyway?

NOW SHOWING…250 FILES…

Two hundred fifty… That's a whole lot for a boring old kid like Naota. "Para?"

She leaned back and looked at the bedroom door for a minute to listen out for anyone coming up the stairs. She sat there in silence for a little while and once again, she smiled when she didn't hear anything. The rolling chair settled right back in its place with its alien occupant. Highlighting everything, she pressed the enter button coarsely.

ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO OPEN ALL 250 FILE(S)?

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

She jammed the button each time she yelled yes. Nothing happened.

"Para? Para? Nothing happened."

A light slowly grew from the computer screen; her eyes slowly widened. Suddenly the silence of the room was buried under the repetitive sound of beeps and alarms. Each window took space on the wide screen, opening on each other and in different sizes. Haruko ducked down, not knowing when the noise would stop or even if it would. Finally, there was the silence she hoped for.

"Nani? It stopped. Well, that's a relief." She sat back in the chair. "I hope I haven't broken Takkun's—whoa!"

She looked at the pictures that lay open in front of her. Minimizing all of them, she started from the most recently opened. It was Naota and Mamimi – nothing seemed out of the ordinary and it was like that for the first seven pictures. Her qualms about Naota's normality returned as she was going through the boring, mundane pictures. However, there were some that showed Naota's…well…

More than average side…

Her yellow eyes danced with joy and a smirk played on her lips.

"Atta boy, Takkun."

To be continued…