Chapter 7: G of Giant

12:42 AM (Bermuda Time), Sunday June the 5th…

"… Bloody~ Shadowy~! Come to me~!"

"Sigma. Stop meddling around. You've bypassed the "serious mode" switch AGAIN. And Sir Omega is gonna get ANNOYED."

"Who cares? We've got all the time in the world!"

"One: I never had any interest in that. Two: we're sexless androids. We can't do sex. And don't try to convince me to move to my Net Navi body and do it. I don't need to. End of the tale."

"And start of the fun!"

"SIGMA!"

"Yikes!"

"Turn on the DAMNED switch or I'll MINCEMEAT you!"

"R-roger, sir!"

"IMMEDIATELY~!"

"R-roger, sir!"

"HUFF! Sheesh! Nyarth!"

"Sir Omega, sir. Do calm down, sir."

"Easier SAID than DONE!"

Sigma had begun to try to incite Blood Shadow to something as they walked down a stone corridor somewhere: Blood Shadow wasn't impressed and began to list the reasons why: Omega came out of a door to the right of them and looking really pissed off: Sigma ran off while Omega growled: Blood Shadow sighed.

"Omega. Cool it down."

"That's why I say easier said than done, Boss!"

"Just vent it off, alright?"

"Huff! I'll try to!"

A man stepped out next and rolled his eyes upon seeing what was going on as if he was used to that happening the whole time.

He had jet black hair and bluish eyes irises: he could be on his mid-20s like Dr. Lartes and about that same height.

He wore business attire including a black tie.

"Now, now. We've got to be patient and try to seize a lead to Keitai's whereabouts."

"Let's try the Vatican, then!" Omega fumed.

"Omega. Calm down. We gotta think rationally. There must be some hint somewhere."

"Where? In Hint Land?"

"Oh come on. Omega. We won't anywhere if you remain with that behavior: go have a stroll and see if it helps vent it off. We can't work if you're behaving like that."

"Hmpf. Guess that. I'll be back soon. Later, Boss."

Omega walked down the corridor towards the right and was soon out of sight: "Boss" and Blood Shadow sighed and they then heard the ringing of a PET: "Boss" took a gray and purple one with a purple "V" character as emblem out of his chest pocket and checked it out.

"Colonel Talos… Maybe he's got an update? Good morning, Colonel Talos… Is something the matter?"

"Mr. Vadous. We were waiting in Saiba City but Alive Cell didn't show up there. Maybe he's planning to save it as a very last resource and has headed in another direction. We found that he was smug enough to sign in a ryoukan close to Kyoto last night… By the time we found out the guy had turned into smoke and since he paid in cash then there's no figuring out any bank accounts he may own."

The man who appeared on the screen looked as being on his late forties: his hair was grey and parts of it fell down in the front of the face and he seemed to be missing his left eye as well.

"I see. Well. Sooner or later he'll make a slip. He may get cocky or confident that he's capable of shaking us off. Maybe if we pretend to be following red herrings then… He'll stay for some days in one spot: we can keep a watch over there and seize a chance." Vadous suggested after thinking about it.

"By the way… We received a message from an anonymous source which couldn't be tracked and which said that they'd narrowed Keitai to Columbus, Ohio… I don't know why they picked that place but they seem to be confident of it… It won't be easy to locate the man in a city inhabited by over 800, 000 inhabitants…"

"Hmmm… Who could it be? Maybe some Ameroupe agency is involved in the hunt of Keitai?"

"It could be yet… The letter was in English but some of the wording appealed as Scottish… Maybe the MI5 or the MI6 are involved to some degree… Who knows? Maybe some of the money Keitai stole from small cities' banks belonged to an influential person of King Land origin and they didn't like it so…" He exposed.

"Hmmm… It's not crazy. I'd rather not get too concerned with it. We should focus on Alive Cell firstly. Keitai comes later. Has Mr. Admin issued new commands?"

"He is yet to be briefed. He returned yesterday from a trip to Cleveland, Ohio… He seemed tired so I deemed it was better to wait for him to ask for the status quo."

"I see. Well. That was a suggestion. Take any course of action you deem necessary, Colonel."

"Of course. Ah. By the way… Mr. Zero told us that there's someone investigating this in the Cyber World too… It might be an agent of the MI5 or MI6…"

"As long as they're not as flashy as Bond…" He tried to make a joke to shatter the ice.

"Heh. Then we shouldn't mind about them." He made a smug grin and looked like he enjoyed the joke.

"Exactly."

"Good. Well then. Let us speak again soon."

"Roger."

The call ended but the PET began to ring again immediately enough: Vadous frowned and opened the screen but only static was displayed until it was replaced by a blood red "Z" character which seemed to have drops of blood falling from its body into the ground and creating a puddle: some breathing could be heard on the other end of the line.

"Who's there?"

"… Zeta." A distorted voice replied.

"So you're the one who leaked the info to the Committee?"

"Indeed."

"Who are you really?"

"Who knows?"

"Hmpf. So you want to play smart."

"I might."

"What's your goal? Is Keitai an eyesore?"

"Maybe."

"Hmpf. So you want to play ambiguous and be as vague as possible to leave us speculating, huh?" Vadous guessed.

"That I admit."

"So?"

"Keitai is a time bomb. It could trigger a devastating fire. That would not benefit anyone. And even less me."

"Hmpf. So you want to tackle the affair."

"Indeed. And I will soon have narrowed the man down."

"What if he changed his face or fingerprints?" Blood Shadow challenged all of a sudden.

"No problem. There are other ways to find that out."

"You do have a slight Scottish accent, I can notice. Or you're using it to reinforce the idea that you're Scottish?"

"Who knows?"

"If that's all you wanted to say then…"

"Of course. I'll be excusing myself here. Good luck, gentlemen… In surviving the madness, that is."

There was a distorted chuckle before the call ended: Vadous merely pocketed the PET and then glanced at the left.

"Omega. How long have you been there?"

"Guess a while."

"Go out into the Cyber World with Blood and Sigma and resume the investigation." He ordered.

"Fine. Let's go, Blood."

"Roger, sir."

"And let's hope Sigma turned on the switch or I'll be the one to do that: I'm fed up with the guy's stupidity."

Omega and Blood Shadow departed by heading left while Vadous stretched and rubbed his eyes.

"I should go sleep… It's past midnight in here… And I want to have enough energy to tackle the day then I need some sleep!"

13:33 PM (Japan Time)…

"… Alright. Let's go separate ways. Report to me every 5 minutes: Alive could've paid more pawns to prepare traps for us. Beware of the ground, too, and make sure there aren't any mines set there. And always have the Dream Aura at hand."

"Roger, sir."

"Aye, aye!"

"And, Sigma… If I receive more than 3 complaints from Blood once the mission is over then you get punishment. Get it?"

"R-roger, sir!"

"Fine. Then go."

"Roger!"

Omega, Blood Shadow and Sigma made it to the Reverse Internet and they stopped at a bifurcation: Omega issued orders and then glared at Sigma with a glare which could kill: he gulped while Blood Shadow remained quiet: they then split and picked a different road each: Omega began to scan the terrain.

"Got your neck!"

"Huh? Hmpf."

Someone yelled behind him and he glanced over his right shoulder to a see a Saiba City Heel Navi rushing towards him while having a Long Sword drawn on the right forearm: he merely stepped to the right and extended his left leg to trip the guy and make him meet the ground face-down: Omega then jumped to another road and resumed walking as if nothing had happened.

"METTO~!"

"Huh? What! A giant Mettool?"

"METTO~!"

"Shit. This road is too narrow. I need wider terrain… I gotta make it back to the square somehow."

A giant Mettool dropped behind Omega and began to hit the road with the pickaxe, forming cracks on it: Omega cursed and ran ahead of it only to see a boulder rolling down the road from the front: he jumped off it to the right and headed for another road but then someone attacked him with a Super Vulcan Battle Chip and the impact of the rounds made him fall deeper and crash-land in a square some levels below: he quickly recovered and rolled across the ground to dodge the landing of the giant Mettool: he got back to his feet and drew a weapon.

"Get ready."

This weapon consisted of a white rectangular hilt with a trapeze atop it: he pressed a button on it and a thin transparent greenish energy blade in the form of a pyramid formed: it hummed and Omega merely assumed a fighting stance.

"METTO~!"

He dodged the incoming pickaxe and then jumped atop its body: he ran it up and reached the top of the Mettool's hard-hat: he jumped into the air and then aimed the sword downwards while placing both feet on the lower edges to give it further speed and mass: it penetrated into the hard-hat and the Mettool howled.

"ME… METTO~!"

"Now… Eat this!"

He drew a gun which looked slightly similar to a pistol and began to spin it on his left hand's palm before aiming and pressing the trigger: a round of plasma shot out and hit the hard-hat's front, melting it and opening a hole to reveal a Heel Navi inside of a piloting cabin.

"I knew it. The data clusters felt different. So it's not really a mere Virus but more like a robot."

"So what! Eat this! Hell's Bombs!"

"What?"

The Mettool's eyes suddenly lifted as if they were covers and two Heel Navis began to throw out old-style bombs with the fuse and the metallic body: they exploded upon hitting the ground and their throw speed was too fast even for Omega: he was starting to have trouble keeping up with the pace.

"How's this like? The Mettool G! G for Giant! Grand! Great! Nyah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah!"

"Che. This gotta be Keitai's newest idea."

"Keitai? Who's that? Dunno! Some guy named Zeta delivered this to us and wanted us to test ya! To test ya to the full extent! No hesitation and no holding back! Nyah, hah, hah, hah!"

"Sheesh. I knew nothing good could come outta that Koratta. And I was right, damn them all."

"Ta-ta-ta-tari~! The 7th Cavalry Corps, on the scene~!"

"Quit that."

Sigma landed atop the hard-hat and began to bang it with his sword: the sound made the Heel Navis groan and cover their ears while Blood Shadow suddenly tackled the one in the control cabin and threw him outta it to then place a Giga Count Bomb Program Advance there: the other 2 Heel Navis gasped and jumped off only to be tackled by Sigma and knocked out.

"Huh… Blood? I think you should've checked it twice before putting the bomb…" Sigma gasped.

"Devil. The cabin is rigged with explosives! The explosion could wipe out the whole square!" Omega growled.

"What? Oh devil!" Blood Shadow turned around and gasped.

"Guts, guts! Guts Hammer!"

"What?"

Guts Man suddenly landed there and hit the ground with his Guts Hammer: the shockwave toppled the Mettool and it began to roll until it fell past the edge of the square and it exploded in mid-air forming a gigantic ball of fire: the three of them sighed in relief while Guts Man banged his chest.

"GUTS! GUTS, GUTS, GATTSU~!"

"Mwah, hah, hah, hah! Did ya see that? Ooyama Dekao's rise to Number One Hero~!" Dekao proclaimed.

"Niichan! Baka! Chu!" Chisao scolded in the background.

"Wha~h! Chisao~! Spare me~!"

"Nope, chu!"

"At least the guy's lil bro is there to remind the guy of what reality is about, luckily enough." Blood Shadow muttered.

"Sure…" Sigma muttered.

"Hmpf. It's not our business, anyway."

"Maybe you'd like to do business with the Grand Console?" Someone asked from an unseen spot.

"Who goes there?" Sigma demanded.

"The Grand Console."

"Sheesh. That's gotta be a parody of the Gauss Console. Zeta. You damned Koratta. We know it's you. Show your newest hide."

"And what if I don't?"

"Huh! The pilots! They escaped!" Blood Shadow gasped as he turned around and checked.

"Shit. We got distracted." Omega growled.

"Anger only leads to the Dark Side of the Force. Gentlemen."

"So what!" Omega fumed.

"Huh-oh." Both Sigma and Blood Shadow could foresee trouble arising given Omega's mood.

"It'd seem I've gone over the edge. Maybe next time I need to employ a Math test. So long."

"Sheesh." Omega fumed.

"Omega. Do calm down. Anger only blinds your perception."

"Huh? Hmpf… Serenade… Guess that."

Serenade stepped there at his steady and calm pace: Omega glanced at him but he didn't look like he was in the mood to let go of that annoyance anytime soon.

"So they're the famed 3 Musketeers?" Someone asked Serenade over a radio band.

"Indeed, my friend."

"Let's go back to the base, write a report, and rest in our capsules. We need to cool off for some hours and then we'll resume hunting Alive Cell's trails." Omega decided.

"Roger."

"See ya, Serenade."

"Do fare well."

The group of 3 left the square and Serenade spotted Guts Man performing some kind of victory dance.

"I can picture that Guts Man Navi in the role of Donkey Kong."

"I guess that, Mamoru. I shall return to my territory. But this should be a warning. That I shall not tolerate war in these lands…"

"Of course. They should think it twice before provoking you."

"Indeed… Alive Cell… Keitai Denwa… Be brought down."

"Yet… Whose side is "Zeta" on? Or is the guy in no-one's side…?"

14:44 PM (Japan Time)…

"… Oh yeah… You like teasing me by licking me, eh, Raf?"

"Sure, Noa – kun. You're the type who likes teasing."

"I sure do… And this style is comfortable enough for both of us, isn't it, Raf?"

"Yeah. Beware of my newest joke. The phoning phone of phony phones the phoned phone."

"That sound like some attempt at a tongue-twister."

"Guess that.

"O~h… It feels so comfortable, really…!"

"I'll tease you some more!"

"Please…"

Tomono and Rafael were having sex in his bedroom: he was sitting on Rafael's lap and feeling how Rafael slid him up and down along the length of it: he had his S&M gear on but he didn't have the blindfold and the ball-gag either: Rafael was teasing his penis by gripping it with his right hand and rubbing it: he also was using the left hand to pinch the left nipple and he licked the base of the neck from behind.

"I spotted our fellows." Rafael giggled.

"Oh yeah? You mean the 3 Musketeers? What did they say?" Tomono looked interested.

"That Zeta loco guy came up with a giant Mettool robot piloted by 3 fellows. But they beat it with some help from Guts Man: and Dekao – kun was bragging again. Chisao – kun had to slam the brakes on the guy before he got too cocky. As always. Ya know the drill. Drill, drill and drill 'till ya complete the tunnel." He explained.

"Heh. Not bad, Raf."

"Thanks for the praising, Noa – kun."

"Tease me…"

"Sure thing."

"Eh… Raf…"

"What's up?" Rafael frowned.

"Well… You wouldn't mind it if Tooru – kun and I swapped places every once or twice, right?"

"No. I wouldn't. Tooru – kun is a good fella too."

"Thanks."

"It's nothing. How about I test something new?"

"Sure. Test it!"

"Roger."

Rafael drew a plastic rod made of small beads: he began to move it inside and out of Tomono's urethra and his moans increased in volume: Rafael seemed to get in the mood and he began to tease the right nipple next: he suddenly took the tool out and he released: his release tightened Rafael's penis and he released as well: he dropped face-up on the bed along with Tomono and both panted.

"Whoa. It felt incredible." He admitted.

"Didn't it? Heh, heh, heh. I looked it up."

"… Heh, heh, heh… Wait until I tell the others and it'll become fashion before you can blink thrice." Tomono giggled.

"No doubt!"

"Let's do the six-nine!"

"Roger."

"And nine-six."

"Hah, hah. That's a good one, yeah."

Rafael slid downwards so that his penis slid out of Tomono's ass and he got in position over him: both began to suck each other's penis and seemed to be enjoying it.

Noa – kun likes teasing so… I'm gonna tease him the whole time by licking the urethra… Yaoi IS fun. Man. I still dunno why it's being discriminated like that across the world. If a guy likes another guy… There shouldn't be any impediment for them to live together or to marry… Oh well: let's think about something far more cherry. Maybe we should drop by Maha Ichiban's and check them out. They've been behaving well insofar for these 3 years and since Wily is in jail I guess they won't be attempting to do bad things again… The Net Police's surveillance continues, just in case: you never know.

He used his left hand to pinch around Tomono's balls to tease him as he deliberately licked the urethra: he could feel him shivering from the sudden surge of pleasure and Rafael suddenly gripped the balls: he released and filled his mouth and he felt how his own penis also went off and filled his mouth.

Man. That was fun, alright.

Rafael lifted up and lied face-up next to Tomono, who was panting and recovering: he looked in a good mood and Rafael grinned: he suddenly managed to get above Rafael and began to rub his penis against Rafael's while capturing his lips in a passionate kiss: Rafael closed his eyes and let Tomono set the pace: he inwardly gasped when he felt how he slid his hardened penis into Rafael's ass and began to slide in and out: Rafael inwardly giggled.

Guess he was eager to do something different: and I've wanted to check out how it feels to have sex for a while… Speaking of which… I've got a vague feeling like I had sex with someone else not too long ago but I don't remember anything… Guess it's my imagination. Or some wild dream I had… Let's not mind it. Hmmm… I like the feeling of our tongues touching each other… This gotta be the best part…

Tomono then began to rub his navel area against Rafael's penis.

Oho. He wants to trigger my release and then go off, eh? I'll grant you your wish, Noa – kun!

Rafael concentrated on the feeling of Tomono's penis sliding in and out along with the rubbing of his own penis: he released and his release tightened his penis making him release as well: they broke their kiss and each one began to pant.

"Sorry, Raf, but I go the urge to do that… You don't mind it?" Tomono admitted with a slight blush.

"No. Why should I?" Rafael grinned.

"Heh, heh. Thanks, Raf. You're a good friend."

"Of course. I'm not just your Navi, I'm your aibou!"

"Aibou, eh? Why not. Oh well. Thanks to this I feel more relaxed and ready to tackle the exams. Once the exams are over and I have the results then we'll do it again." Tomono told him.

"Sure. I've got no rush. Life is about waiting for the proper time to do things, anyway."

Rafael unlocked the forearms and Tomono stretched his arms: he climbed out of the bed and did some flexions while Rafael did the same: he then took out the leather bands which he placed back on the sports bag: he picked a bundle of clothes and headed into the bathroom to dress back while closing the door and locking it: Rafael merely pulled up his boxers and jeans while closing the zip and fastening the belt.

"Heh, heh, heh. These instant materialization Copy Roids along with their clothes programs are cool. I gotta thank Drake for letting me have one of these…" He muttered.

He pulled up the blinders and opened the balcony door to ventilate: he stepped out and leant on the handrail to look out at the streets.

I've got a hunch that this affair will have been tackled soon enough: it's a small-scale affair, after all. Not like what happened with the WWW, the "Professor" and "Gospel"… Come at full power! Heh, heh, heh!

07:47 AM (Ohio Time)…

"… Hmpf. So it'd seem Alive is on the run and playing cat 'n mouse with the Committee… And that Zeta jerk, whoever it is, has resurfaced to complicate stuff… Sheesh."

A man was sitting in a sofa placed inside of an apartment and was checking out info using a Link PET colored gray and brown and with no emblem at all.

This man had messy black hair and brown eyes plus some traces of unshaved beard and moustache.

He could be on his early 30s and about a meter and eighty tall.

He had an open brown sleeveless vest, a white shirt, jeans and white socks on.

He was currently mumbling aloud in Japanese.

"Oh well. At least I found this discrete second-hand apartment here in Columbus… Who'd think of looking for me here, anyway? I gave the slip to my old bosses, too, who want my neck after I got rid of one of their big fishes and took out a lot of info on their biggest accounts. I sold the info to the cops and they shut down most of them. It's my payback for treating me like an iPod which is thrown to the garbage bin when the newest version comes out. Not only me: all field agents there! Sheesh. Those guys are mad. No wonder guys like the Committee exist… Those guys need to be stopped." He kept on mumbling.

He interacted with the PET and brought up some info: he seemed to frown and rubbed his chin.

"Hints that the MI5 or the MI6 are involved? Or is it some impression "Zeta" wanted to leave on them? Yet there's someone sneaky who orbits around them… Who could it be? Maybe it's that "Zeta" rascal to begin with: I'd love to figure out who the hell they are and erase that smug smile outta their faces to replace it with a frozen smile of fear… Heh!"

Heh, heh, heh… Tremble in fear, "Zeta"… You're next! Hah, hah, hah, hah!