At that point, Canaan had to admit that he wasn't hiding the fact that he was alarmed too well. He figured the frown was noticeable, but it was irrelevant at this point. Something was clearly off; they hadn't introduced themselves at all, and he didn't know his companion's name, since it wasn't on his file. It was a matter of convenience of course, since they were both supposed to be just contacts. Names didn't matter, but then, how did the man know his name?

He quickly calculated the possibilities, considering the options with highest probabilities. Most likely option came down to the fact that he did differ from normal Realians, and if the informant had looked up those who worked for Representative Helmer, there was the chance of seeing Canaan's name on the files. If the man was a former military officer as he guessed, it was a possibility. Then again, there was the issue of the hacked mission data suspicions. "It's nothing," he replied. "Never mind that. The faster we get done with this, the better."

The informant didn't look all that impressed, but he also didn't seem to want to start questioning Canaan too much. "If you're sure," he said, returning to what he was doing. "Well, here you go," he offered him a data disk. Canaan took it from him and linked to the data.

He checked it quickly to see what it was, and just as he had expected, he found it to be nothing very important at all. It contained no signs of hacking attempts, and there were no bugs or subprograms for affecting other data through the information provided. In all, the data, which simply contained records of a couple of conversation, was so insignificant that he wondered if there was any point to this mission.

"It's not much, but I hope the Lieutenant General- ah, I mean," the man corrected himself. "Representative will find some use for it. It's just some pieces of information I came across when talking to people, really, nothing overly important but maybe... Ah, wait," he paused. "I did come across details related to something else too, but I stored it..." He stopped to search for something. "Wait just a minute, I have it here somewhere."

The man went through his things, searching for another disk, and Canaan wondered for a moment about how trust-worthy this informant was. Why all the trouble, anyway? "The data you gave me is pretty low importance level," he pointed out. "So I can't help but to wonder why all this secrecy. Couldn't you have just sent this through the UMN?"

His companion stopped to look at him and smiled. "But then we wouldn't be having this little meeting, now would we," he said, with a hint of something in his voice that Canaan couldn't read into. "Here you go, anyway, the rest what I have to offer." He gave Canaan another disk, and the Realian read the info, quickly checking the data, but as before, there wasn't anything alarming. Insignificant or not, there was something going on, and the man himself could've been the hacker. The problem was, Canaan felt like he could trust this informant, and he plain couldn't figure out why.

Considering he was a Realian, though, he handled data quite a lot faster than humans. The informant probably didn't even notice him double-checking it, since he was done the moment it had been transferred. There was no reason for him to further question the man about it. "Is this all?" He asked, and his companion nodded. "Well, suppose we go on with the deal then, for your end of the exchange."

The information he had on the man had no notes on the informant's preferences, so Canaan figured he'd have to go with his observations. The man didn't seem to be the easily embarrassed type, so to test his theory, Canaan took a step closer and stripped his suit down to his waist. He wasn't one to care about subtlety, and with his suppressed emotions, undressing in front of a stranger wasn't an issue. "I don't do these missions too often, but I know what I'm expected to do," he told the man. "If you want anything special, though, you'll have to ask."

It appeared his straight-to-the-point style amused his companion. "Well," the man said with a hint of a smile on his face. "You could come sit here on the bed for starters. I do have to say your way of doing things is rather... adorable, in its own way. Someone who didn't know you might get the idea that you're not really interested at all, but..."

There he went again, talking like he knew more than he showed. Canaan stared at the man, but this time, he kept any signs of suspicion from showing, which really wasn't all that hard to pull off. He did as suggested, anyway, and sat down next to the informant. "Whatever you say. So, what did you have in mind?"

"Will this do for an answer?" His companion asked as he knelt down by the bed right in front of Canaan. He looked up at the Realian then slipped his hand onto Canaan's crotch, caressing him a little over the suit. Canaan wasn't one to be startled from getting groped, so he sat there and let the man do what he wanted. While Realians didn't reproduce the old-fashioned way, he still had the required bits, and he reacted as expected.

The informant smirked and caressed him gently before carefully opening the suit a little more to pull Canaan's erection fully out. He leaned down and took the tip of the organ into his mouth, sucking a little. Canaan still didn't show any reaction, although he had to admit it felt pretty nice. The man was skilled for certain, and he sucked gently at first, then more deeply. The Realian watched for a moment before shifting his position a little, studying the other man thoughtfully.

His partner paused his actions and looked up. "Hmm? Is something the matter?" He asked. "It's not that you usually show much reaction, but..." He trailed off and gave Canaan a thoughtful look. "Really, you seem a little more distracted than usual."

"It's nothing, just," Canaan quickly replied. The word 'usually' made him alarmed again, but he kept it from showing on his face as he looked down at the man. The informant smiled at him a little questioningly, and Canaan managed to smile back a little as he quickly came up with an excuse. "What I mean is, you doing this to me. You were the one to provide me with information, so this makes me curious. Shouldn't I be the one doing you favors? Just wondering, that's all."

The man laughed a little. "Would, 'I like doing this' do for an answer?" He stroked Canaan's thigh and smiled again. "Really, you're giving me much more than you think, Canaan, and you shouldn't question whether or not I should be doing this. Just relax and enjoy it." He waited for Canaan to give his approval then returned to his task.

The Realian settled to a nod for a reply and tried to do as told, even with all the minor issues that were nagging him. Enjoying the act wasn't the problem, with his partner being as good at what he was doing as he was - not that Canaan had much data to compare the skill of his sex partners, but he couldn't exactly complain. Said data was only lacking since the number of his sex partners wasn't very high, anyway. Canaan couldn't even remember when he had last done anything. Hadn't that been with... He frowned all of a sudden. The thought escaped him, but he was so sure it had been someone very familiar, a regular partner of his. Who? And wait, he had regular partners?

His companion glanced up again and gave him an slightly worried look, but he then shook his head and got back to what he had been doing, putting even more effect into it. It was quite enough to snap Canaan out of his thoughts, because his companion really was quite damn good at it. The man continued by tracing the erection with his tongue and licking on the tip, and while Canaan could multitask, it really wasn't the time and place to start thinking his old sex partners.

There was a limit to how long he could just sit there and keep up his calm appearance. Suppressed emotions or not, physical pleasure was kind of hard to ignore. With his partner occupying himself by taking the erect organ fully into his mouth, Canaan had to admit he did like it quite a lot. Well, then again the man had said he liked doing it, and the Realian figured that his end of the deal would involve more than just sitting there and trying to stay calm. His breathing had already turned uneven and he caught himself, then breathed deeply to keep calm.

"You're being stubborn today," his partner mused aloud. "Still distracted, too, like you're not really caring for this at all. Deep in thought? Are you in a hurry to get this over with? Or..." He gave the Realian a little defeated look. "Is this just not good?"

"No, that's not it, it..." Canaan had to pause to calm his breathing. "It's good. Great, even." He slumped down onto the bed and pulled a pillow closer to have something to lean on. His partner seemed convinced enough to get back to caressing him, and he took Canaan's erect organ into his mouth again, paying extra care into pleasuring him.

The compliments hadn't been a lie at all, Canaan thought, because it felt so great he couldn't remember when was the last time he had enjoyed anything so much. He gave in then and closed his eyes, deciding he could just as well enjoy it - even if he knew damn well that if his partner really was a spy of some kind, and there was any possibility of attempting to hack data, this would definitely be the best time to make such an attempt. Not that his companion was exactly in a position right now to do any hacking, he admitted.

The release almost caught him by surprise, with his mind having drifted into other matters. He gritted his teeth and kept himself quiet then just lay still for a moment and let the feeling settle to his mind. With suppressed emotions, this was one of the rare feelings that caused him to feel a stronger sensation, and he felt the need to catch his breath afterwards.

It did leave him helpless for a moment, and if the man was a hacker and wanted to get him, now was his opportunity, he suddenly thought. The plain thought made him frown, but he figured he could predict any hacking attempt if there were any. Then again, why would there be any, he asked himself while entangling his fingers into his partner's long black hair.

It wasn't like Captain Jin Uzuki had any reason to do something like that.