Date: Wed, 24 Feb 2010 08:24:05 +0100
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: International Secret Service (12/16 beginning)

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INTERNATIONAL SECRET SERVICES
By Andrej Koymasky © 2010
Written on June 16, 2002
Translated by the Author
English text kindly revised by Matthew Templar

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"INTERNATIONAL SECRET SERVICES" is a gay story, with some parts
containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land,
religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be
better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU
don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be
my welcomed guest.

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Chapter 12 - MANHUNT

What the people of the Secret Service didn't know, and neither Martin
nor Lee noticed, was that the Honourable Sugawara also had, mounted for
him by a friend who was an amateur in electronics, a small camera inside
his kura, the strong-warehouse. It was quite simple but effective
equipment - a camera connected with a recorder was switched on each time
the kura's heavy door was opened and shot six photographs per second,
recording them on a tape ten hours long, placed behind one of the doors
of the library in the man's studio. Its aim was mainly to keep an eye on
the villa personnel and on the family members.

Therefore, Martin and Lee had been caught on film, without them knowing
it. Lee's face, as he wore a ninja outfit, was covered, but it was not
so for Martin.

The two lovers immediately transferred all the stolen money and the
erotic prints to Okinawa and from there, with the usual system, to
Taiwan, where Lee also had a residence. The boy, after taking care of
the transfer, went back to Tokyo to be with his lover again. Martin
resumed his teaching and Lee, not to remain idle, gave a hand to his
father in his business.

Meanwhile Sugawara was back home. He wasn't aware at once to have been
robbed, but the day after, when he went to put some important documents
in his safe, felt his gray hair stand on end in shock. He stopped for a
moment, his heart almost ceased to beat seeing that all his money and
all the compromising documents had disappeared. As he recovered, feeling
seized by a growing rage, he ran headlong into his studio, took the
hidden video-recorder and checked the tape. And he saw them!

The one with a ninja costume, surely a Japanese, judging from his body
proportions and his gait, also stole his precious collection of erotic
prints! He didn't realize it before. The other man was clearly a
westerner, and he didn't even care to cover his faceÉ

Sugawara doubted he could recover what had been stolen from him, and
knew very well that if the documents that the two thieves took ended in
the wrong hands, his political career would at the least ignominiously
end, cut short foreverÉ He knew he should try to do something about it,
but above all he wanted to take revenge on those two thieves - he wanted
them dead!

Oh yes, they would pay dearly having dared to steal from his house! He
could well be about to face his ruin, but those two men would gain no
profit from their robbery, all the contrary! He took the phone and
dialled a number that didn't appear in any phone directory.

To the person who answered he said just a few words, "I'm preparing a
chanoyu in my garden's hut at four o'clock p.m. For five honoured
guests."

The answer on the other side was even shorter, "Do I have to buy the
cakes?"

"No, I'll provide for everything," Sugawara answered and hung up.

He breathed deeply, then left the villa and went into the garden to
prepare the tea hut, giving orders to two servants to thoroughly clean
it, and to prepare all that was necessary in the small kitchen. He
meanwhile carefully chose all the tools he would use and personally
cleaned them with the utmost care. This had the power to calm him a
little. While the servants were ending their cleaning and checking that
everything was ready, Sugawara went back into the villa.

During the meal he behaved like always. He then went back to the tea
hut, hung a calligraphy in the tokonoma, went into the garden to choose
a flower to put near the hanging scroll, went again in the hut, chose
the right pot, and placed everything with great care. He looked at the
whole scene before him and felt satisfied.

He then went to his studio, took the tape and loaded the images onto his
computer. He chose the clearest of them and got some close ups. Then he
printed five copies with his laser printer. He looked at them,
satisfied. He prepared five envelopes, putting a set of pictures in each
of them, and then brought them into the tea hut. He looked at his watch.
He had just the time to change his western clothes and put on the
kimono.

At four o'clock sharp the five guests were in the waiting room of the
tea hut, received by his assistant. Sugawara lit the cherry wood
charcoal in the brazier and put it in the tearoom. And the ceremony for
the five guests started; they were the most important names of the
Yakuza families in Tokyo. Sugawara was certain they would make
themselves available; they were closely tied to him. It would not be
convenient for them, either, if Sugawara fell in disgrace.

Lee and Martin were totally unaware of the tempest that was about to
come down on them. They were living their relationship with serenity and
joy, both happy to be able to live their first true love story.

As they expected, in the newspapers didn't appear not even a line about
their raid on Sugawara's villa - the man didn't report the robbery. Not
a single word about "Friday's" umpteenth robbery. But in the Mainichi
Daily News and in the Asahi Shimbun newspapers appeared a short article
on the fifth page where it was written that an inquiry had been started
about presumed illegal activities of the Honourable Sugawara, also in
connection with the Japanese mafiaÉ

The yakuza's organizations set all their men to try to identify the
western man that appeared on the prints given by Sugawara. Trying to
single out a westerner in Tokyo, having just a few photos of him, was
like looking for a needle in a haystack, but the yakuza had control of a
wide low level manpower so that even passing a haystack through a fine
comb was something possible. And, unhappily for Martin, one of the big
boys who worked for the organization at the lowest level was the waiter
of a restaurant close to the school where Martin worked as a cover, and
where he often went to eat.

So the waiter reported the fact to whom he had to and the inquiries
that, up to then, groped in the dark, were narrowed and focused on that
fact. So Martin was identified and recognised beyond any doubt. Then,
for the organization, his address was easy to find. At once some men
were sent to study the residence where Martin lived, while others
started to watch his habits and movements.

At that point Lee was also identified, in spite of the fact that his
face was covered, both for his body's shape and his gait. The death
sentence for both the young men was issued by the organization. What the
organization hadn't discovered yet was that Martin worked for the secret
service, and what Lee's family name was or from where he came.

Meanwhile, Lee's father came to Tokyo a couple of times, where he met
with his son and also Martin. The aged Mr. Qing liked Martin more and
more, also because he noticed that Lee, who up to then had been a rather
rebellious and reckless boy, since meeting Martin, seemed to have become
more quiet and happy. Therefore the gentleman, besides liking him, was
so grateful to Martin that he was treated more and more like a family
member.

Now, Mr. Qing, before totally going back in the legal business, had had
in the past business relationships with some of the members of the
yakuza families of Tokyo. So it was that during his last visit to the
capital, the aged businessman went to see his son and Martin in their
apartment. Leaning out of the window and looking at the beautiful garden
in the back of the building, he thought he recognised a man of the
organisation that he knew to be a killer. What was that man doing right
there, disguised like a gardener?

Qing was, for his nature and for need, a suspicious man. He didn't know
anything about the robbery that Martin and his son did at the expense of
Sugawara, therefore he didn't think that the killer was there for them,
but he asked himself if by chance he was not there for him! He had no
suspended accounts with the organisation; at least he didn't think he
hadÉ Was it possible that he unwillingly treaded on someone's toes?

Worried, Qing took his cellular and called an old friend who was in a
rather prominent position in the yakuza's organization, with whom, in
the past, he had done some good business, and who owed him some big
favours. He told him he recognised a killer of the organisation hanging
around the house where he was guest, and asked him if by chance the man
had been sent there for him. The friend promised him he would do a quick
inquiry.

He called him back quite soon, telling him he should have no worries at
all, as the killers (and Qing noticed the use of the plural) had nothing
to do with him. They were just organising a net to bump off an
Englishman and his accomplice who put a man in danger that was tied to
the organisation. Qing at once understood they were Martin and his son
Lee, as Martin was the only Englishman living in that residence. But the
elderly man said nothing and asked, in a casual tone, who that
Englishman was, as he, he explained, didn't want to be in the
surroundings when they would eliminate him. His friend told him that the
man's name was Martin Leary but they didn't know his accomplices name;
they just knew that the two were living together. Thus, Qing got the
full confirmation of his suspects. He thanked his friend and hung up.

The man then waited for the two young men to come back home and urgently
informed them of the danger they were running, and told them they had to
leave Tokyo at once. Martin and Lee thanked him and decided to leave as
soon as possible. But they had to do so in such a way that the men of
the organisation didn't suspect anything, or else they would just follow
them again. Martin decided he had to go to the Agency to explain the
problem to his superiors. Meanwhile, Lee packed two small suitcases with
the essential things they wanted to take away with them.

Lee's father, before leaving their apartment, gave his son the two guns
he had with him - a .38 with silencer he always had with him, and a .22
with a mother of pearl incrusted butt he had just bought to make a gift
to his wife. Lee at first didn't want to take them, but in the end his
father persuaded him and the boy took them.

When Martin came back, Lee had already prepared everything. At the
Agency, understanding that their man was finished at that point, his
boss told him to leave Japan immediately, and gave him a set of fake
documents. Martin had to go back to Europe, going to Madrid, where he
had to contact the local Agency office.

The two lovers decided to have their supper then leave the apartment.
Lee proposed to Martin that they go to Okinawa together and from there
move on to Taiwan, then reach Spain from there. Martin accepted. Lee
gave Martin his father's .38 and pocketed the woman's .22 model. The two
lovers were somewhat tense, but considered themselves lucky to have been
made aware of the problem in time. As they ended their supper it was
already ten in the evening, and they got ready to leave the apartment.
Martin had with him just his briefcase and Lee, his gym sack.

They had just gone out of the apartment, when the lift door at their
floor opened and two men came out. These men, as they saw Martin and
Lee, drew their revolvers. Lee shot from the pocket of his raincoat and
one of the two men fell on the door of the lift. The other one shot
towards Lee, who ducked just in time. Meanwhile, Martin took out his
silenced gun and shot at the man, wounding him in the leg.

The man fell on his knees with a pained grimace and aimed his revolver
at Martin, but Martin shot a second bullet that, while the man was
kneeling down, hit him in his forehead, making him fall backwards.

The body of the first man, who was probably dead or had fainted, blocked
the lift. So Martin and Lee took the stairway, running down, their
revolvers ready for any occurrence. Martin was the first to go out into
the garden and a gun shot ricocheted near him against the concrete wall.
The young man and Lee at once fired back and the man who shot at them
fell on the ground.

The two friends ran through the hall; their guns still in their hands.
They passed in front of the concierge, who looked at them with wide eyes
and open mouth. They ran out on the street, always running until they
reached the main street, putting their revolvers in their pockets before
some passerby could see them. Along the street, full of traffic, going
on to look around out of the fear of being followed, they finally could
stop a taxi.

Quite surely the concierge would call the police, therefore they had to
be really quick. The taxi left them in front of Tokyo central station.
At that time there weren't any more of the super-fast trains to Osaka.
Lee then remembered that there were the night buses. With another taxi
they went to the bus station and were just in time to buy two tickets
and get on one of the buses.

"In my opinion," Lee whispered to him as the bus was leaving, "they
don't think we would have taken such a slow transportation, and they
have absolutely no idea where we can be going, therefore from now on, we
should be quite safe."

"You are possibly rightÉ also because, from what your father told us,
they don't know who you are, your name, and I will use my fake
documents. Therefore even if they alerted all their men at the airports,
they would not be able to find usÉ unless they already released my
picturesÉ"

"What do you think if, in Osaka, instead of taking a plane to Okinawa,
we again took the slowest transport, that is the ship?" Lee asked.

"I think it's a good ideaÉ but I'm afraid we need a bookingÉ"

"I'll care of that," Lee said with a smile. He took his cell phone and
called one of his father's men in Kobe and, talking in a low voice and
in Chinese, ordered him to book, at any cost, two places on the first
ship for Okinawa, and have them booked from two different travel
agencies.

About two hours later Lee's cell phone vibrated and the boy answered -
the two places had been booked, one from Osaka for Martin, and the other
on the same ship, from Kobe. The ship would leave Kobe in the morning at
10:27, then would do a call at Osaka port, then sail along the islands
towards Okinawa. One of Qing's men would wait for them at the bus
station, would leave Martin at the port in Osaka then immediately take
Lee to the port in Kobe - they should be able to respect the schedule
without any problem.

Lee thanked the man and cut the line. He then explained to Martin the
entire plan.

"Listen, love, as soon as we get to Okinawa, I will immediately find you
a passage to Taiwan - you are running much more risk than me, therefore
it is better you leave immediately. In Taiwan you will wait for me at my
home. I'll give you the keys and will send a friend of mine to fetch you
and bring you at my home. I, meanwhile, will close everything in Okinawa
- I'll sell my house, send all my belongings to Taiwan, then reach you.
I think I can settle everything in a few days."

"We will have to be separated for a whileÉ" Martin said in a regretful
tone.

"Yes, my love, but then we will be together forever. I'll also close my
apartment in Taiwan, transfer all our money to a bank in Madrid, and
then we will go to Spain together. All right?" Lee asked him sweetly,
leaning his head on Martin's shoulder.

The bus driver switched off all the inner lights, leaving on just the
small blue light for the night. Then Lee spread his raincoat over their
legs, and with his hand, he started to caress and to finger his lover's
fly.

Martin giggled, "Come on, stop itÉ so you are getting me aroused, but we
can't do anything hereÉ"

"Don't you know that when I'm near you I can't be restrained?" Lee
whispered with a seductive voice.

"Lee?"

"Tell me."

"Don't you regret to be forced to leave everything because of me?"

"No. First of all it is not your fault. Who knows how they managed to
find us so quickly? Anyway, provided I can be with you, any place will
seem wonderful to me. You should know that."

"Why did you fall in love with me?"

"Do you know that I too asked myself why you fell in love with me? It is
not easy to give an answer. I don't think that a recipe for love, for
falling in love, exists, but just several ingredients. To me, possibly,
the main one is your smileÉ"

"I thought it was how I make loveÉ" Martin joked.

"That comes second. But it wouldn't have been sufficient, as well as
just your smile. What is making me feel more and more in love with you
are the many small things I'm getting to discover about you, while
living with you. Each of these things alone wouldn't be enoughÉ but all
togetherÉ My god, it seems to me almost impossible that a person, right
as you are for me, can exist in this worldÉ

"Who knows how many more do existÉ" Martin whispered.

"Who knows? It's possibleÉ but I'm not at all interested in discovering
them. I feel so good with you! Also my father noticed that, and because
he loves me, he too is happy I found you."

"You didn't tell him about the last developmentsÉ"

"I charged our man in Kobe to tell him. I will call him tomorrow
morning, anyway, when I am in the car that will be taking me to Kobe.
There, at least, I can safely talk with him."

"How will your father take it?"

"He will take it well. He told us we had to disappear, didn't he? I
rather think he can give me a hand to settle my businessÉ Yes, I really
think he will."

"My boss at the Agency told me that he would see if he can send the
belongings I left in Tokyo to Madrid. But he is not sure. It depends on
the police inquiries and their results. Anyway, they will send all I
left in Rome to Madrid."

"Do the people of the Agency know about us?"

"I had to tell them something. If I didn't and they discovered it, it
would have been worst."

"What did they say?"

"The big boss was a little pissed off at me, or rather very much pissed
off, and reminded me that I engaged myself to avoid all steady
relationships, as long as I work with them."

"What did you answer him?"

"That I really tried to abide by that rule, but that by now things are
soÉ He told me that they could always break our agreement and send me
back to jailÉ I pointed out to him that all summed up, it would not be
convenient for them, as they still need my workÉ The boss did a grimace,
but admitted I could be right. But then he added that I shouldn't cause
too much tension. They have very little to lose in letting me go. I, on
the contrary, have a lot to loseÉ"

"Yes, you are in their hands."

"Yes, but I don't think they will take profit of it. Above all, they
care about the results and up to now I never disappointed them. And I
think that this last one has been a really big success, an important one
for them. They cannot fail to notice this."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 13

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