A/N: Sorry this is late, longer holiday than anticipated, also the chapter name changed due some new ideas I had while on holiday. Thank you to Thursday Addams for reviewing.

Love Hina: Enemies

Chapter 2: Left Luggage

Hello-Keitaro's thoughts

Hello-Keitaro's sub-concious

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Keitaro was still lost. He had in fact spent twenty minutes looking for the Bismarkplatz, until he realized the man had in fact given him a map of Munich. What made it worse was the total lack of any other human being, the place was deserted, but a couple of times Keitaro swore he could hear laughing behind him.

'I wonder if that guy followed me……..'he thought about it for a few seconds , then dismissed it with a nervous 'Nah, why would anyone follow me just to laugh at…'. It suddenly dawned on Keitaro that there were a whole number of reasons for someone to follow him to a deserted area, all of them seemed worse than merely being laughed at.

He quickly hid behind a convenient large object to gather his thoughts, a difficult task for him indeed. As his madly pin-wheeling brain attempted to deal with the situation, a thought arose from the dim depths of his conscience where it had been lurking for some time.

What the HELL is that briefcase doing there?

When the rest of his mind finally caught up with this question it too asked: Yeah, what IS that briefcase doing there?

Keitaro very slowly and carefully walked towards the briefcase, like a man walking on very thin ice. It was just sitting there in the middle of the pavement. Looking around to check there was nobody watching him, he slowly bent down to inspect it. It was just a normal briefcase, but living with Su had taught Keitaro to be cautious when opening everyday items (a chief example of this would be when Keitaro had opened the fridge one morning to find that he had just armed a nuclear bomb, and that it was set to go off in 30 seconds, after being forced to disable the bomb, a grumpy Su had said that she was only 'protecting her dessert') Very delicately, he opened the case.

Inside was just a thin sheaf of papers and a couple of CDs. He took out the papers and scanned the first page. It was in a language Keitaro didn't understand, but he did recognize the stamping that covered nearly the entire sheet.

'TOP SECRET' and 'CONFIDENTIAL' seemed to be the main theme.

He looked at the other sheets, they where all the same. Keitaro gingerly replaced them back in the case and pulled out a CD marked 'PERSONNEL DATA-DELETED FILE BACK UP' and another marked 'CONTACT AND CLIENT LIST-CURRENT'. He put these back and sighed. 'Great, just some company's staff list, no use to me at all.' Only then did he notice the map lying next to the case. It was the correct map for the area. He could hardly believe his luck as he hurriedly picked it up but paused as a familiar dim depth of his conscience stirred again. Convenient huh? Keitaro was still on luck induced high and didn't want to be bothered by some measly sub-conscious now.

Oh shut up, just because you're a dim depth in my mind doesn't mean you can ruin everything for me, got it?

I'm just saying that…

SHUT UP! Not another word from you, clear?

Fine

Good

Just don't say I didn't…

SHUT UP!

Happy that he had just won an argument, even if it was with himself, Keitaro picked up the map and turned to walk away but stopped himself, turned again and, out of sheer curiosity and stupidity picked up the briefcase.

I don't think that's a good…

Oi! What'd I just tell you, BE QUIET!

But…

NO BUTS!

With this internal fracas resolved Keitaro triumphantly began his journey back to Hinata, and whatever pervert hating fate awaited him.

What he didn't see was men stepping out of the shadows, a different man this time, pull out what was remarkably like a sniper rifle and aim at what was remarkably like Keitaro's head. He didn't even hear what sounded remarkably like a silenced gunshot.

The body slumped to the ground, his brains now creating an interesting fresco on the wall behind him. Out of yet more shadows came a sigh, before the one shadow moved off again into the town.

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Up on a rooftop overlooking the scene, a man fiddled with some kind of communication equipment (the really hi tech kind that don't use Christmas lights for the flashy bits.)

'Russo here' said the man into the com set.

'Go ahead Russo' replied a businesslike voice from the other end.

'The package has been delivered, no need to intervene, the target is just as dumb as you suspected.'

'Not dumb Russo, just…slow I think. No hostile interference?'

'One man sir, tried to take the kids head off with a sniper.'

'You have dealt with him I trust.'

'Not me sir, someone else got him first, silenced round right in the head from about 100 metres I'm guessing.'

'Pity, it would have been useful to question him. Did you see the man who shot him?'

'No sir, he was obscured by the shadows and then disappeared. Perhaps the target has protection other than our own?'

'Not of his own choosing anyhow, we have been monitoring his communications, he is completely oblivious to the events at hand. Do you know the deceased's identity?

'Yes sir, he is, was, Netsuke Gendo, small time man, never warranted our attention until now.'

'Hmm, search his background, then erase his existence, I do not want unnecessary bodies appearing at this stage.'

'Right sir, one more thing, I found a trace of the other man sir, it's not much, but it may be something to go on.'

'What?'

'A cigar sir.'

'What brand?'

'Sorry sir?'

'What brand of cigar Russo?' snapped the comm. link.

'Er… Old Particular slim patella's sir, the really nasty cheap kind I think.'

'………….' The comm. was silent.

'Sir?'

'Russo, clear up that mess and cease shadowing the target immediately.'

'Cease shadowing the target sir? Why?'

'For your own safety and contact Captain Balveda of your whereabouts, she'll be in touch.'

'But…Balveda! Sir, do you mean?'

'I must take precautions Russo; you know I must, good work agent.' Click With that the comm. link ended. Leaving a confused and somewhat excited Russo on the rooftop.

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A/N: Hope you liked that chapter, theres a hint of plot now, so it should start to run a bit smoother as the story unfolds.

Next update, 3-4 days time.