Universal Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.
Author's Notes: I'm sorry to those who won't like this since I entirely remove tennis from here and replaced it with some assassin stuffs. I'm not a native English speaker so please forgive me with the wrong tenses, spellings and grammars ahead.
Warning: This is a yaoi fan fiction. You might not noticed it on reading the early chapters yet it would definitely appear sooner. If you don't like it, then please discontinue reading. This would going to be my first attempt on yaoi writing so I'm sorry about my lack of experience. Fiction rating will tend to change but I'll inform you what is the current rating before you read!!!

So much for the blah blahs, please enjoy reading!!! ^_^


Chapter 1:

"Prologue"

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The night wasn't dark at all as he started off. It was full moon. His latest mission had been relayed to him just minutes ago and he didn't know why he felt so lazy. Maybe because of lack of proper sleep, he thought. He pulled a paper from the pocket of his black jeans to take a last glance of what should he do. 'Leave without Any Trace', the paper said. He smirked. He's professional on those things that the constant reminder annoyed him.

"I'll be invisible." He uttered and suddenly disappeared.

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"MORNING NEWS REPORT!" The woman reporter announced on the television, "Congressman Hideko Yamamura was found dead on his personal bathroom inside his grand mansion. The police investigation revealed that the congressman died because he was drowned on his own bath tub. They speculated that he fell asleep while immersing on a warm bath after a long day of work. They contacted the family members of the congressman who are currently on a vacation in abroad. Autopsy will be done to make sure if there was a foul play..."

"Even if you chop him into hundred pieces, you'll found nothing." A voice spoke. Suddenly, the reporter was cut when the television was turned off.

The phone rang violently on the table near the television. He stood up and got the receiver. "Hello."

"Good job." The person on the other line said.

"As always." He replied while smirking.

"Because of your successful mission, the next one will be given three days from now. Relax if you want, I'll see you three days from now at exactly 7 am." Then the line was broken.

He replaced the receiver but immediately got it again and dialed a number.

"Hello." The other line emitted a sound.

"I'm free, wanna go out?" He said.

The person on the other line groaned, "I'm sorry Shuusuke, I am busy these past few days."

"Ohh," Disappointment was clear. "I see Onee-chan. I'll contact you again. Bye!" And he permanently replaced the telephone's receiver.

"I need to do something." He uttered before collapsing on the white sofa near the telephone.

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Exactly three days later, Fuji was driving his blue Honda Fit Sedan on a private access road, and rolled to a stop at the heavily armed sentry booth. A guard scanned his car for bugs. He just gazed ahead. A minute passed, the guard announced that he could continue on his tracks.

Three minutes later, he parked his car and immediately entered the huge steel building. There were two armed marines flanking the bulletproof revolving door when he passed by. As he pushed the revolving door slightly, he found himself transformed to a vaulted lobby. There were some people roaming around the lobby but he didn't mind their stares and murmurings when they saw him.

As he approached the final checkpoint, he wondered how important would be his mission for the day.

"Ohayo Guzaimasu!" The guard smiled as he approached the steel doorway.

He gave the guard one of his heart-melting smiles too as the guard held out a tiny swab for Fuji to take.

"Just the usual." The guard said.

Fuji took the sealed cotton swab and removed the plastic cover. Then he placed it in his mouth like a thermometer. He held it under his tongue for a couple of seconds. Then, leaning forward, he allowed the guard to remove it. The guard inserted the moistened swab into a slit in a machine behind him. The machine took another couple of seconds to confirm the DNA sequences in Fuji' saliva. Then a monitor flickered on, displaying Fuji's photo and security clearance.

The guard smiled, "Still you, Agent Scud." He pulled the used swab from the machine and dropped it through an opening, where it was instantly incinerated.

"I wonder if that machine could detect what was my breakfast." Fuji wondered.

The guard chuckled, "Yeah." He pressed a button and the huge steel doors swung open.

Fuji started walking to the eerie steel hallway. His footsteps echoed around him until it was mysteriously swallowed by the time he reached the end of the hallway. He arrived on a very spacious area filled with many people passing on every direction. That was where everything happened. More like the main lobby of the building. As Fuji strolled his way he noticed a crowd of younger people facing a plaque where the word CROSS was engraved together with Tachibana Ann, the person in charge on many things.

"Ohayou Agent Scud!" Ann called out to greet him.

Fuji went near to the crowd, "Ohayou." He replied while scanning the young people. They, in return, looked at him too. There were more or less twenty of them.

"Oh, they are the new novices." Ann informed him.

Fuji nodded, "I see. When is the competition?" He asked.

"Tonight," She answered, "So make sure you are here. You're one of the people who'll be needed for the selection."

"Let's just see." He smiled at her. "The Grizzly Bear summoned my presence. He might give me a mission for tonight." He turned around and started to stroll away from them.

"Too bad then, wish you luck!"

He just gave them a small wave and entered the elevator.

"Who was that Tachibana-san?" A curious girl asked.

"He is Agent Scud. One of the greatest agents in CROSS. If you would be lucky enough to be chosen as the new apprentice, he'll be your master." Ann explained to them.

"Wow! We have just seen an Elite!" Another exclaimed.

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Author's Notes: Forgive me for sucking at describing things. I'm not really good at it. By the way, had you found it a bit familiar? Yes! Some of the things I wrote on this chapter were based by me on the book with the title 'Deception Point' by Dan Brown. Hope you could give me some comments or even violent reactions. :D