Agents of HIME

Five

Nao Yuki vamped it up a bit as she strode across the office of a Suzushiro company. She knew that Rena was working on the computers, and wanted the various men paying attention to her instead. The 'business woman' outfit she was wearing was really pretty modest, but Nao was curvy, and knew how to strut.

There was a loud thump as one badly distracted worker literally walked into a support beam for the roof.

Nao just smiled as she carried the coffee cups over. "Your coffee, ma'am," she murmured to Rena Sayers.

"Bad, bad girl," Rena snickered softly.

Nao just looked innocent, as if she had no intention to cause a small riot. "Anything else I can get you' ma'am?" she asked mildly.

Rena smiled back faintly as she ordered, "Man the other station for now. We still need to upload the files."

They had been posing as efficiency experts, visiting various branches of Suzushiro Company's corporate empire. Covertly they had been planting trojan horse programs, to determine who in the company was responsible for the smuggling that Haruka had discovered.

Nao knew enough to upload the commands, and to LOOK capable. The fake glasses she wore also helped, giving her a 'sexy but nerdy' look. As most of the guys they were dealing with were thirty years old and up, they found both her and Rena fascinating.

"Miss Rena," Masashi Takeda smiled, the former jock having been assigned as a liason to them. "Is there anything we can do to assist?"

"We've nearly finished," Rena smiled back at him mildly.

Nao noticed him trying to look down her top, but pretended not to see. "Thank you for ALL your help," Nao purred, drawing his attention away from Rena's work.

"Uhm, yes...," Takeda blushed.

Nao got up, her long legs in stockings also drawing views. "I can't remember, where was the cafeteria again...?" she asked him.

"I'll take you there!" Takeda instantly volunteered.

Rena hid a chuckle even as she finished uploading the trojan. God men could be stupid when a sexy woman shook her ass at them... With everyone distracted she finished up the 'covert' part of her job, then faked up a good looking system analyst report.

"Mr Ishigami, good work," Rena shook hands with the regional head as she added, "I was very impressed."

"Thank you," Wataru Ishigami said respectfully. Hopefully he added, "Are you staying nearby? We could do dinner."

Rena smiled warmly, "Sorry. We're on a tight schedule..."

With apologies she escaped the slightly oily businessman, then Rena headed downstairs to meet with Nao. The redhead was carrying her briefcase, and the two headed outside to where their BMW was waiting for them.

"Ladies," Erstin Ho smiled respectfully, the driver starting up the car as they climbed in.

"That's the last time I have to shake my ass as a distraction?" Nao asked as they drove away from the office tower.

"I did offer to just have you be my girl friday," Rena pointed out.

"What can I say, it's fun making guy's brains turn off," Nao admitted.

"Hotel, or...?" Erstin asked as she drove, along with keeping an eye out for anyone attempting to follow them.

"Hotel," Rena decided, "the trojan commands should be opening on Suzushiro's systems and our computer experts can find out who helped the smugglers."

The hotel was part of a chain, one owned through holding companies by Mashiro Kazahana of HIME. They checked in under assumed names, then went up to the suites they were booked into. Erstin had a single, Rena and Nao were in a double, and all the rooms had connecting doors if they needed to flee quickly.

"Ah, thank goodness," Nao immediately unsnapped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor, then shrugged out of her top.

"Eeep!" Erstin covered her eyes.

"Nao," Rena scolded as the other woman changed into sweats. She dialed up HIME, using a special secured phone.

"Hey," Chie Harada answered cheerfully. They exchanged codes, making sure the phone hadn't been stolen or Rena was being coerced.

"We've planted the programs at the required systems," Rena reported.

"All right!" Chie said eagerly, "We'll have our team sort the data and study the internal shipments. Once we match the criminal shipments, we can find out who ordered what."

"Keep me informed," Rena answered, then they hung up.

"I'm surprised they couldn't do it on their own," Nao mused, sitting in a chair.

Erstin tentatively offered, "I think they could, but doing so officially might alert whomever they're looking for."

"Pretty much that," Rena agreed. "Haruka and Yukino both suspected that whomever did this had high enough access to tell if they tried an official search."

"Well, either way we're done now. Anyone want to order room service?" Nao suggested.

They did indeed order room service, the three women ate then bedded down. The plan was to get up late, drive back to Fuka and report in. Sadly, plans rarely survive contact with the enemy...

The ringing of a phone awoke Nao first. She groaned, looking around blearily. She picked up the secure phone, pressed receive and asked, "What."

There was a beat of silence. "Could ah speak with Rena?" Shizuru drawled.

Nao realized she was talking to her boss. "I'll wake her, give me a moment," she quickly said, then shook Rena awake.

"Miss Fujino? What's gone wrong?" Rena asked, seeing that it was barely five am. Employers did not call that early unless something had gone wrong.

Nao, with a similar premonition something had gone wrong, quickly dressed. Then went over to wake poor Erstin up. If they were having to get up, EVERYONE was having to get up.

"The good news is, we were able to determine who was facilitating the smuggling," Shizuru said, "the bad news is, you're right on top of him."

Rena realized who she meant as she muttered, "Wataru Ishigami."

"Correct. Once we knew it was him we did a general search," Shizuru said, "he's got plane tickets to go tomorrow..."

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The car raced towards the office tower as they went over the plan. "Apparently having his co-conspirator shot spooked him," Rena explained to the others, "so Ishigami intends to flee the country in the next two days."

"I thought Haruka wanted him arrested?" Erstin asked. Unlike before when she had just been the driver, she was wearing a woman's business suit, one tight on the chest and with a low cut blouse.

"She does, but passing the info to the cops and getting charges laid will take too long," Nao observed. "So we've got to snatch him and keep him from bolting."

"Which is why we're bringing you along as backup," Rena added.

"But I'm just a driver!" Erstin protested. Everyone pretty much ignored that.

The pair's security passes got them inside again, then they hurried to the elevator. Ishigami's office was on the top floor, and Nao had used her cleavage to get the security guard to tell them he was in. They had told him they were surprising Ishigami which hopefully would keep him from calling ahead on them.

As the elevator went up Rena decided, "Erstin, you come into the office with me. Nao, can you be the distraction?"

"Why me? Erstin has bigger tits," Nao pointed.

As Erstin was blushing Rena pointed out, "No offence, but Erstin is a big, strong girl too. If we have to just grab him, I may need the muscle."

"Point," Nao sighed.

Once they emerged on the top floor, there were thankfully only a few staffers. "I'm SO sorry," Rena declared dramatically, "my assistant screwed up. We are do sorry."

Nao hurried towards the staffers, looking just like a distressed secretary. "I lost several critical files," she explained, "please, PLEASE could you help me recover them while my boss calms down your boss?"

The men instantly fell for the damsel in distress routine, freeing Erstin and Rena to head into the president's office. Wataru Ishigami looked up in confusion, "Ladies, you're back?"

This time Rena could tell his nervousness wasn't due to efficiency experts, but a more primal fear. "Mr. Ishigami, something's gone terribly wrong," Rena lied dramatically.

Wataru's first instinct was to hop to his feet, and Rena gestured Erstin to grab him. She got one arm behind him in a restraint hold as she muttered, "Sorry!"

"What are...," Wataru started before Rena closed with him.

"Hush," Rena ordered. "We know what part you played in the weapons and drug smuggling," she whispered to him, and the shocked man went limp. "You have two choices: come with us quietly, get turned over to the cops. You could plea deal, sell out your associates, get only a few years."

"Or?" Wataru asked flatly.

Rena moved her coat to reveal a pistol, hidden in the lining. "We sanction you here and now," she said to him flatly.

"You wouldn't dare," Wataru said weakly.

"Try me," Rena said to him calmly.

Wataru met her eyes and saw just calm readiness. He slumped in Erstin's grip as he sighed, "Fuck. I nearly got away..."

The two women got the man to the elevators before anyone realized he was restrained. Nao slipped away from her adoring fans, and the three got him down to the car and escaped.

About four days later, the national organized crime squad managed to get charges laid against Wataru Ishigami, and HIME dropped him into the hands of the police. As he was fairly certain HIME killed his partner, Wataru kept quiet to make sure they didn't sanction him, too.

The End...?

Notes: I'm not feeling hugely inspired to keep adding chapters, so this probably is it. However, I am leaving it open as I might get inspired later. Anyway, thanks for reading...