Minami here~
Bwah, I deleted all my stories! x__x" Sorry, I just ... I haven't been on in a few months, and my interests are elsewhere. So, I decided to move on and write about whatever I was obsessed with this time. It happened to be the Kids Next Door (shame on me for cartoons and not anime/manga. XD).
I think the KukixWally pairing is too adorable! If this happened in real life, I'd seriously LOVE to be Kuki. She's so lucky to have a prince like that D: But...*sighs* Stupid reality. :c
Ah well, on with the show!
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the original KND characters, I only own the ones in this story that don't appear in the show.
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Prologue:
Kuki sniffled in her Rainbow Monkey-invested room. A suitcase lay on her bed, containing most of her clothes and belongings. She was gazing down at a photo, containing the most important part of her life.
It was a photo of herself and the rest of Sector V; just a random picture taken from one of the test runs on the newly installed webcam system. She decided to keep it, since it pretty much captured the personalities of her team perfectly. Lying cross-legged on the sofa was Abby, her signature red hat covering her eyes as she read from a magazine. Hoagie sat across from her, chewing on a chilli dog while he rigged up a new model airplane. Nigel lowered his glasses, revealing his eyes with his eyebrows swiveled above with a curious look to see what the heck his other teammates were doing. And of course, Kuki took up a fourth of the picture, grinning from ear to ear as she tackled Wally from over his shoulders. His face looked a little shocked, slightly peeved, but contained a red tint at his cheeks. He was looking up at her, as she was looking down at him. Kuki smiled, running a finger lightly over the Aussie's figure.
"Wally," she whispered, her voice breaking slightly. Fresh tears poured, and she curled up into a ball against the bed. Not even her giant plushies could comfort her at a time like this.
After a few minutes, she raised her head and stared at the picture again. She did not cry, but her eyes contained all the emotions she was feeling; sorrow, anguish, defeat, and so many other feelings no words could describe. She rubbed her eyes with her long green sleeves, wiping her tears away.
'Now isn't the time to cry, Kuki,' she thought to herself, her face setting a new determinated look. 'Be strong, be strong...'
It was hard, though. How could she tell herself to be strong when the boy most important to her kept floating back to her mind?
Now all she could do was say her goodbyes, be off, and pray for the day when she met with her friends again.
If that day would ever come.
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Kuki Sanban, previous Kids Next Door Operative known as 'Numbuh 3,' broke the news to her fellow operatives the night before she was leaving. Tomorrow morning, she would be moving back to Japan. It struck her friends quite awful, but there was nothing to do.
Her parents could no longer stay in America; they had been offered a one-in-a-lifetime chance to join the highest group of their company and gain millions. If they were successful, they could move back to America without having any budget problems. Back when Kuki moved to America, it helped her family lots when she ate and stayed at the treehouse. They were practically poor, living check-to-check on the small salary giving monthly. With Kuki given the food, clothes, and place to stay with the KND, her parents didn't have that much of a burden with prices on living expenses. Then, the price went up for their schooling, and they were going to be penny-less if they didn't make a move. Miraculously, her parents were offered a job with the highest company available in their area, and would not miss that opportunity up. Not even for Kuki's friends.
"Come on, Kuki," her mother encouraged. "It'll be okay. You can just make new friends, like you did here."
"But I don't want new friends," she mumured, tears forming, "I love my friends right now."
Her mother frowned, guilty. But, there was nothing they could do; Kuki would just have to cope with transfering. Still, she felt bad for her eldest daughter. Ever since they moved to America, she had become the happiest person on earth.
But now... Her mother felt that pang of sorrow yet again, her brow furrowing. It couldn't be helped, but she would try her hardest to earn enough money to be able to pay for three times the living expenses in America, so hopefully they could go back to their old lives.
'Mostly for her sake, though,' she thought, glancing at her depressed daughter. 'I'd hate to see that beaming smile gone.'
It had been hard for Kuki to tell them. The look on their faces were too much to bear, and she broke out bawling right after. Abby comforted her, tears in her eyes too. But the person feeling the most pain was Wally.
'Cruddy girl,' he thought sorrowfully, fighting off the tears. 'Making me feel this way, man! She can't just leave like this!'
'She can't be seriously leaving, she can't... It's gotta be a joke... or..' At the very moment Kuki glanced at him from over Abby's shoulder, her facial expression just... tore his heart out.
"Kuki," he choked, slowly spreading his arms wide. Said girl trembled, her eyes glistening with tears. She broke from Abby's hug and jumped into Wally's arms, sobbing.
The Aussie boy squeezed his eyes shut, focusing completely on Kuki. He lowered her head to her shoulder, so none of his other companions would see his tears.
"How long will you be gone, Numbuh 3?" Nigel asked in a quiet voice. He wouldn't move from his seat. Kuki sniffled.
"I-I don't know..." She whimpered.
"You're gonna be back, right?" Hoagie asked, hope filling his eyes. Kuki didn't say a word.
"...I... don't k-know..." She whispered. Wally felt a deep pain in his chest. For the first time ever, he held her close in his arms, not wanting to let her go. He squeezed tight, feeling nothing but pain. 'Kuki,' he thought painfully, clenching fistfulls of her green sweatshirt.
"Abby thinks.... Abby knows she's gonna miss Kuki." the French girl sniffled. "Abby ain't ever gonna forget you, girl. Not any of us."
"I'll never, never, ever forget you guys!" Kuki bawled, her shoulders shaking.
'But we'll probably forget you, Kuki.' Nigel thought, the only one really knowing that statement was a fact.
Even if Kuki would return, they would all be decommishined.
They wouldn't remember a single thing of her.
Not even Wally.
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"Kuki! Kuki, look! We're here!"
"Huh?" Kuki snapped out of her trance, looking around her to find out where she was.
"Silly!" Mushi giggled, leaning over her seat childishly to talk to her sister. "We're back home! In America!"
"Ah," Kuki smiled slightly, not her usualy smile. Kuki had changed over the years, and with each day without her companions she slowly fell into a deep black hole of lonliness.
Kuki wasn't exactly depressed, she was just lonely. She didn't make any friends when she moved to Japan, since none of her classmates seem to satisfy her. She yearned for the company of Sector V. The Japanese Kids Next Door, of course, invited her to join their squad. They said they would be honored if such a high-class operative would join their sector. She politely refused.
"Sector V is my home," she told them, "I can't join anywhere else."
So with that, she was left with the company of her school work and her family. They were always a pleasure, but they lacked what her old comrades had. So she waited, many long, long years, until she could finally return. And this time, she was planning on staying.
Over the years, unknown to herself, Kuki had become a fine young lady. She was fifteen now. She grew curves, but kept her lean, thin figure. Her lips became fuller, and her eyes seemed to gleam. Her style hadn't changed much, and she wore a mine green sweatshirt with black leggings, accompanied by her favorite high-tops. She left her long, flowing hair down as usual. She had grown into quite a looker, and she even didn't know it.
Mushi, too, had changed. In fact, Mushi was around ten to eleven years old, and quite the cutie. She still wore her signature pigtails, but kept short tresses out and curved around her neck. She had started wearing small portions of makeup, something Kuki was never into. Mushi had gotten way girlier, too. In fact, she had at least one item each from all the top fashion stores in any place in the world.
Their parents had decided to stay behind for a few months, saving up on their cash so they had a little emergency money, just in case. That technically left Kuki in charge, but she knew it wasn't a big job. Mushi was mature enough to take care of herself, she just needed some guidance every once in a while.
Kuki, even if she didn't show it, had never felt more excited in her life. She would finally get to reconnect with her friends, and this time forever. A small smile graced onto her lips. Mushi noticed, and nudged her sister slightly.
"Excited, sis?" She teased, watching Kuki's eyes explore the airport, recalling many old memories of the United States. Kuki grinned at her sister.
"You have no idea, Mushi."
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Gallagher High was the most boring high school in the history of schools. Or, that's what Wallabee Beetles thought.
Nothing exciting ever happened there. It was normal, like any other high school, except too goody-goody for his standards. Sometimes, he'd go to the gang streets just to look for a fight. There was never any action at Gallagher; people just never cared to get physical during fights. Not even guys.
It ticked Wally off, having to look for action outside of school. It was a bloody highschool! There should be fights breaking out every five minutes!
He would just have to cope with that.
For some reason, girls had become way more attracted to him and clingy. Always wearing bright makeup, short skirts and cleavage-showing tops just to show off for him.
'I don't give a crud what those sheilas wear,' he thought to himself grumpily as he walked around campus. 'They're all the same; annoying.'
"Stupid cruddy girls," he muttered, kicking a rock as he rounded the corner. It tapped against someone elses foot. Wally looked up, ready to glare at whoever was in his path, only to find his best friend since middle school; Hoagie Gilligan. He was a buff guy, not fat or anything, just muscle-y. His parents tell him how much he improved since his obesity from his childhood, but Hoagie denied all that, saying he didn't remember one bit of it. Which, in reality, he really didn't.
"Hey Wally," Hoagie grinned at him. Wally grunted in response, shaking the bangs from his eyes.
"'Sup, Hoagie?" He replied, scratching the back of his neck lazily. Hoagie shrugged.
"Nothin' much. Just there's a ton of hype about some new student coming in."
Wally raised an eyebrow. A new student? In the middle of winter? "I thought this place didn't accept new kids?"
Hoagie shrugged again. "I don't know. I heard she gets priviliges or something, since she used to live here."
"She?"
"Yeah. It's some asian chick named Yuki or something... or wait, I think it's Kuki. Yeah. Kuki Sanban, I think."
Wally paused for a moment, feeling some sort of tingle from deep inside his heart. 'Why does that name sound so familiar?'
"Hey," the buff-boy said, noticing Wally's silence. "Somethin' wrong?"
Wally shrugged it off. "Nuffin'. I'm gonna head over to my class. I'll see ya later, mate."
"Yeah, see ya." Hoagie waved, setting off on his own path.
'Now that I think about it, that name kinda sounds familiar,' he thought to himself. He brushed it off. Without knowing it, Hoagie and Wally had the same thought in their minds;
'I feel like I'm forgetting something important.'
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There. :D That's the beginning! ^-^
I know it's kinda short, but hey: it's a beginning. Like a prologue... sorta :0 The real story starts later!
I plan on puting Kuki into classes the next day, so I can focus on Wally and Hoagie's school life. Add some of Abby and Nigel there, too. I want Kuki's entrance to be special.... for Wally ;D
Please R&R, see you next time~ :D
~Minami