Summary: (And yes, this is a long summary)

Aelita is the top spy, having inherited her mother's work. Jeremy, the top scientist, has inherited his father's work. They've been friends since age six and have kept their secrets since age ten, the beginning of training. They're both sixteen now and meet in business— where they are not friends, but sworn enemies. After Aelita narrowly escapes from Jeremy, he soon learns that they are both in grave danger. Aelita makes this realization shortly afterward.

An insane operative from Jeremy's side is tired of following orders, tired of being the background guy, and tired of being in the shadows of others. His patient plotting over the years has finally paid off, and now he has his own grand scheme. Many try to convince him that his idea is terrible, that it will bring chaos, but he pays no heed, for his mind has become twisted and he is now truly mad.

This is too big for one organization alone. However many years of anxiousness, suspicion, and hate that exists between them, Jeremy and Aelita's organizations must unite their talents in order to defeat this mad man.

Irritated, angry, and suspicious of each other, Jeremy and Aelita struggle at their reluctant cooperation; both know they must cooperate if they wish to have any chance against the man. They can hardly stand to work together, yet can hardly stand not to. Despite this, the memory of their strong friendship that was disrupted only a week ago is imbued firmly into their minds, unable to be forgotten. But there's something else, something deeply rooted inside of it that… Will this push them apart, or will it awaken their affection for each other?

Both organizations are now locked in a deadly game of chess, each action like moving a piece across the board that your opponent dominates. And this time, making even one wrong move will have much dire consequences than just getting your piece captured and moved off the board…

Before you say anything- I've been wanting to do this for, like, ever. And due to my busy-ness, you can't count on constant updates, though I promise it will be at least one every two months or so (Your thoughts: And that's supposed to be reassuring?) but I would really appreciate some feedback on this.

PS: I'm allowed to make this chap short cause it's just a prologue...

The bell rang to signal the end of class.

"Now kids, don't forget to do page two of your reading workbook," the teacher reminded them as the six and seven-year-olds eagerly packed.

"Yes, Mrs. Maple," the kids chorused obediently. Everyone jumped out of their seats, and remembering the rule of no running, walked quickly out of the door. As the rest filed out, one blond boy with oversize oval glasses walked over to the desk and set a book on it, and a pink-haired girl rummaged in her desk for something.

"You don't like it, Jeremy?" Mrs. Maple asked, frown creasing her already wrinkled face.

"I've finished, ma'am."

"Already?"

"Yes ma'am, it was very good," Jeremy replied with a smile, nodding earnestly. "Do you have any others I could borrow?"

"I'm sorry, but for the moment, that's all I have that you haven't read," she laughed quietly. "Perhaps I could bring you to the town library some time. Would you like that?"

Jeremy nodded vigorously. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Have a good day, Jeremy," Mrs. Maple waved to him as he scurried out the door.

"Thank you! Have a good day too!"

He walked down the hall a smile on his face.

"Hey, nerd!"

Jeremy froze, shivering as a chill went through him. His smile fell, replaced by eyes widened with fear. He knew that voice.

"Got a new book?" The voice was scornful as a boy at least four inches bigger than him came sauntering around.

"N-No," squeaked Jeremy, unconsciously tightening his grip on his school bag straps.

"That's too bad… I was looking forward to seeing it," the boy said, now smirking. He started to back Jeremy up against the wall, and the small blond gulped, looking around widely for any staff, or at least students. The halls were empty.

"How about I look at your glasses instead?"

Jeremy shook his head, keeping his eyes on the floor. "I… I need them to see."

"All you're going to see is stars if you don't hand them over," the boy growled, suddenly fierce. "Now hand them over!"

The pink haired girl was just about to walk out the door of the school when she heard this. Peeking around a corner, she held back a gasp.

With shaking hands, Jeremy took his glasses off and slowly handed them to the boy.

"Thanks," he snickered, throwing them against the wall and delivering a swift punch to the stomach. Jeremy yelped and doubled over. His knees buckled and he fell to the floor, clutching his stomach.

The girl's eyes widened, and she put a hand over her mouth before dropping her bag on the floor and running down the opposite hall. She turned right twice, then left, running straight into her classroom.

"Mrs. Maple!" she panted breathlessly, leaning against the desk. "You have to come, really quickly!"

"What's wrong, Aelita? Were you running in the hall?" Mrs. Maple asked, blinking in confusion.

"Come on!" she insisted, ignoring the question and tugging at her teacher's hand. "Jeremy is getting hurt!"

At this, the woman stood and started to walk swiftly the door, with Aelita bouncing impatiently in front of her down the hall.

"For heaven sakes Aelita, slow down!"

Aelita was now standing in front of a hall, pointing insistently. Mrs. Maple turned the corner and saw Jeremy being held against the wall by a boy much older, and he looked like he was going to hurt him.

"Stop!" she exclaimed immediately, voice ringing out clear as she walked down the hall as fast as she could in heels. "Stay away from him!"

The boy's eyes widened, and he immediately threw Jeremy to the floor, turning and running as fast as he could in the opposite direction.

The teacher sighed and slowed, knowing she wouldn't be able to catch him. Instead, she went over to where Jeremy was crying on the floor, but Aelita reached him first. The small girl knelt down and peered anxiously at him, gasping.

"Your eye!"

"It's bruised… he punched me," Jeremy sniffed, tears leaking out from his eyes.

"He was mean," Aelita frowned. "Are you… are you okay?"

Jeremy nodded. "I'm used to it, but that doesn't make it hurt any less. How did Mrs. Maple find out?" he asked.

"I ran and got her as soon as I saw him hurting you," Aelita answered, frowning in concern.

"Thank you… he really could have hurt me if you hadn't," he sniffed. In response Aelita started hugging him.

"How much did he hurt you?" asked the teacher in concern, kneeling down and scanning him over.

"He punched me in the eye and stomach. Nothing else, other than that… Do you know where my glasses are? He threw them somewhere," Jeremy said, blinking and turning his head as he blindly searched for the glasses.

"I'll get them," Aelita chirped. She went to the opposite wall and bent down, swiping the glasses. Then she ran back and knelt down, slipping the glasses on his face.

"There!"

Aelita came into view before Jeremy and he found himself staring. Aelita tilted her head.

"Why are you looking at me funny?"

Jeremy blinked at her and she giggled, causing him to blush.

"You're… You look really pretty."

Aelita beamed. "Thanks! Do you wanna be my bestest friend?" she asked, helping him up. Jeremy nodded eagerly, while the teacher smiled widely at the display.

From that moment on, they were the 'bestest' friends.