Unlike most of my fics, this fic will contain a lot of swearing and stuff, so if that is not your cup of tea, then bye. Actually, I have never seen anyone who doesn't swear at all. Even those who say that they didn't swear would swear during the times they are either scared, hurt, or both. Like a haunted house, or stubbing toes, or watching horror movies. My friend who I thought was cute and innocent, like she doesn't even know what BDSM or any of that type was, swore pretty dirtily when we watched a horror movie together with some friends.

...Okay, I admit that I have some parts in ruining her. She's now a fujoshi, coverted by yours truly.

Chapter 4

As I was getting better in the art of hacking and computer programming, the BO had made Cognac call school to excuse me as I was 'with my 'mother' to prepare for her 'friend''s wedding'. But in reality, I was busy on a mission in the States.

Compared to Japan, they actually have more hidden territory in America because it was a big place and would take sometimes days for one to arrive somewhere. In Japan, it just takes some time to get to a place, but nobody really have to wait for days just for that as it was a tiny island.

I slammed my head on the side of the keyboard, on the table. This is getting nowhere. A week in here and I was barely able to do things I wanted. Sure I was given free meals, bath products, and money, but 5 days here, I was sick and tired. Staring at the computer all day with barely any lights as I wasn't allowed to open the curtain? I need Vitamin D. I'm a kid!

...Maybe I should ask Cognac to get me some multivitamin, as well as vitamin C and D if this was going to be a common occurrence

Computer Programming was not an easy thing. It would take more than often years to complete a single thing. That was why my first virus program was simple enough that amateurs can't do a thing about it, powerless against the program.

"You doing good?" I looked to the door to find Cognac with carrying a meal. I squinted and rubbed my eyes.

"Is it already dinnertime?" I asked, getting up from the desk to retrieve my meal. Cognac nodded, making me sigh. But, I decided to ask her about my vitamins. Cognac nodded, accepting that I need those.

"Can I also have the gummy ones?" I asked cheekily, making her swat my head. "Don't push it." She grumbled before heading back out. I rubbed my eyes again. At this rate, I might need glasses.

I looked at the computer before I looked at the window. Nah, I shouldn't do it. So after I ate, I brought it outside to the kitchen before heading to the bathroom to wash up. Ugh, I need sleep.

Cognac had an alcohol problem, as well as a smoking problem. So whenever she was in the same room, I would always Febreze her if she wasn't smoking or drinking, or use the fire extinguisher we had to defuse the cigarette. Of course, she would take it on me when we go out for a spar, but I never gave up. Rinse and repeat.

After going back home to Japan, Cognac immediately left after dressing herself up in order to hand over the CD that contained the data.

So when she came back and barged into my apartment with a lit cigarette, I went towards my trusty extinguisher in order for it to do its proper job. It made Cognac sputter in indignity.

"Will you stop that!?" She shouted at me, bonking my head. I shrugged. "I will if you stop drinking and smoking." I said without any regrets, making her bonk my head again. With a hard head like mine, it didn't really hurt. Then again, she was just pulling her punches because she claimed that she 'didn't want me to lose my brain cells that I needed as I was stupid snot-nosed brat'. I claimed the same thing, only that she was an old hag that needed her brain cells otherwise, she might turn out senile, or have alzheimer's.

She did try blowing her smoke on me once, but she never did that again because I was reminded of a video I had seen briefly, as well as the fact that the BO usually have an emergency fire extinguisher just in case in their agents current residences. I sprayed that on her face at full blast, cackling as I did.

Anyways, back to reality and confronting an old hag, Cognac went back to her apartment after eating dinner at mine, telling me to rest up as I had school tomorrow. I sighed.

Yay….school…..

I made sure to have a life of a normal school girl. I entered in an okay middle school with normal grades, and had normal friends. I would never hang out with them after school because I claimed that I had cram school. I didn't make myself known, I didn't have anything memorable, and I sure as hell dressed up ugly.

I didn't put on the typical japanese girl nerd type of style, as it was so stereotypical, that whenever I see some girls pass by in those style, I would wonder whether or not they're in disguise.

Instead of the round, Harry Potter style glasses, I would use a thick, black, rectangular frames with no prescription in it, and a shoulder length hair. I made sure to put on the colored contact lenses everyday.

I graduated, making sure Cognac attended, and went into an okay high school. I had friends, but they are only friends during school. I made an excuse of having a part time job, as well as cram school so I could get away during after school.

Boy, was I glad to be a high schooler. Cognac didn't have to accompany me anywhere else as I was in high school. Nobody would ask me why I was out late at night like they would if I was a grade schooler or a middle schooler.

But she still drove me around like my chauffeur as all of the BO agents were adults, so they usually pick a place a lot further than where we were.

Graduating high school was the end of it. I put in my future plans as 'work' instead of 'college/ university' as I would leave to work immediately.

The BO made me 'work' at a company whose CEO owns them a favor, so I worked there. It was an international company, so they would sometimes 'transfer' me around for 'business trips' as well as 'furthering the company'. It was tiring having a double life, but at least I could get around.

I turned 20 soon after, the age when a Japanese citizen turn into adults. I entered a Coming of Age ceremony with hundreds of other 20 years old, donning a kimono on. Cognac was there to take pictures of us together. This was going to be the last time I'm going to ever see her.

There will be times when we had to team up, but we wouldn't be neighbors anymore. I couldn't annoy her anymore. We couldn't eat dinner together anymore. I cried real tears for the first time in this life. I grew fond of her. 20 was the promised age where Cognac's contract with me would be over.

I started packing for the moving, being transferred somewhere else. With 23 languages under my belt, morse code, braille, and several other sign languages, I could go to other countries the BO had their fingers in.

Moving into a new apartment was a hassle. As I was supposed to be positioned in a specific place that was near 'the company I worked in', which was called Kirin, for the mythical beast.. I would make sure to go to the company everyday to keep up my cover. I made got my wages there as well, so it was fine. But they prepared a 'business trip' for me to go when the BO sends me on a mission.

But the one time I got my mission, it was a bit horrific. Even if it was a job, the BO decided to take me on a mission that requires a cover. So they sent in another agent with me so we could act out as a 'couple'.

It was during a rainy day when I got a phone call on my personal phone. The BO wanted me, a young woman, to go out on a 'date' with another agent they'll be sending in so we both could assassinate the client's boyfriend as she didn't want anything to be traced back to her.

A job was a job, so I dressed up as nicely as possible after researching on date outfits. After all, I was never confessed to, nor had I gone on a date. The only girl influence I have was Cognac, but she wasn't a proper influence in the first place.

I put up my waist length hair up in a bun, not bothering to cut it as I felt too lazy to go to a hairdresser. Our meeting place was the Hachikou Memorial Statue, so after putting on a wedge sandal, I head out so I could be there at least 5 minutes early.

When I arrived there, I texted my 'boyfriend' that I've arrived in the meeting spot. Few seconds later, I received a message, saying that he also arrived as well. I was about to keep my flip phone in my pocket when I received another message, telling me to call him Akihito.

I raised an eyebrow at that message. That's too long. I made up my mind and placed my phone into my pocket to search for the guy I was looking for after deleting all previous messages.

I soon saw the guy who was my date for today. He was dressed up normally, and I could tell that he was wearing a wig with years of practice with them. All I knew about him was that he was pretty high up for somebody who was around my age.

I walked up to him, knowing that he knows I was here. He looked up at me lovingly, making me pause for a bit, before continuing the act. I forced a blush on my face and fidgeted in place.

"Aki-kun, I hope you didn't wait too long" I said shyly at him. He looked like he was amused, but rose up from where he was seated and took my hands.

"I only just got here, so don't worry about it. Let's go, then?" Did he read shoujo mangas for references? Because that's so cliche.

He was gentlemanly as possible as we went out to an aquarium date, as the target's own date liked it. We followed nearby, giggling like a couple crazy in love with each other, but deep down, we were just listening to them.

I do not know how to act in a date, so I just went with whatever reference I had, no matter how mushy and cliche it might be. Of course, he might have been the same as well, as he was spouting out some lines that I swear came out from a shoujo manga.

I wanted to burst out in laughter, but I held it in for the sake of the mission. The target's date was a client during this mission. She had requested some 'assistance in making his expiry date early', as she had quoted. I almost had a second-handed embarrassment for her. Who in this age and day even say that except for the movies and other fictional stories?

So after the client leaves to get food, we got down on our 'dirty business'. When he went into the bathroom, 'Aki-kun' went after him, making sure that the target 'suicided', and headed out immediately.

I, who went after the client to make sure she's not traced at all, ordered food for 'Aki-kun' and I to eat, sitting down on a table near her where we both could see her.

'Aki-kun' came back with a smile, greeting me and thanked me for buying the food. I fed him, to one up the silent competition of who can be the mushy-gushiest out of the both of us. When we both were done eating, he picked up a wet tissue and wiped the corner of my mouth.

"It is very cute how messy you eat." And he gave out a heart-melting grin. I made myself stop the shudder going down my spine, holding it in to force a blush and stammered at him.

"S-stop it, Aki-kun!" I squealed. He placed his chin on his palm, staring at me. "You're so cute, that i'll never stop." He whispers. I wanted to gag.

Then, there was that scream. We both glanced at it in fake worry, knowing that the body had finally been discovered. The police came and went in. We all weren't allowed to leave the premises until everything had been cleared up. I sighed in relief, no detectives.

The client let out a oscar worthy wail, dropping down to her knees and kept shouting the target's name.

We both were let out soon. He had to be seen 'taking me to the station just for making this ruse even better. We parted our ways. Him back to report, while I went back home.

I knew that this would not be the first and last time we were going to partner up, so I saved him in my contacts as Aki-kun.

And I was right.

END!

Try guessing who the boyfriend is.