Authors Note: This idea I thought up by myself. I don't own any of the characters or Digimon. This fic may contain some old plots and old themes.

Summary: Matt and Tk's parents got back together, got remarried, readopted there sons, and there last name is now Ishida. Now Matt and Tk live in the same house and everything has been calm. But Matt and Tk are secret agents. Matt works for the NSA, while Tk is with the CIA. No one knows about them. Both keep it a secret from each other. Now they both know bout there jobs and are hunted from an unknown organization. They must work together to stop the bad guys.

The Famous Ishida Brothers

Sears Tower (52nd floor), Chicago-3:45 P.M.

"This is it! We got the Ultimate weapon!" an elderly man in a blue suit said with delight caring a case with a viral weapon.

"Yea, yea, yea. Where's my money?" A younger man with a angry expression wearing a sweat suit waiting to receive his money.

"Fine but, it won't help you, for I have the only terrorist threat. They said that the Montalba virus was extinct, can never have another deadly outbreak. But I have it, and there is no Vaccine!" He handed the man a metal suitcase.

"Yea, yea yea. Just keep that crap away from me." The young man said as he opened the suitcase filled with over 20 million dollars.

"I have to say…pleasure doing business with you." The old man said as he put his hand out to be shaken. The young man shook his hand and the deal was set.

"FREEZE! CIA!" They both turned around toward the bathroom door to see a young blonde, blue-eyed teen holding a 9mm.

Sears Tower (Receptionist Desk), Chicago- 3:30 P.M.

Walking toward the desk was 14-year-old Takeru Ishida. He was wearing a Blue/White Nike sweat suit, opened, revealing a white tank-top. He also had his famous Gilligan island hat. He finally approached the desk to an 18-year-old desk clerk.

"Hi, I'm here for a modeling audition."

"I bet you are cutie." The girl said seductively. Tk just stood there as the girl printed a piece a paper.

"Here is a pass and the following information." The girl than handed him the paper.

"Thanks." Tk took the info and walked away. He then noticed a small paper that looked like its been ripped out of a notebook. The paper was the number of the girl.

"Why do I always have this effect woman? Especially older ones? Hey, I get my good looks from Matt." Tk said to himself quietly as he put the number under his hat. He advanced to the elevator and entered alone. As he traveled to the roof, he held his watch up to his face, which was a walkie-talkie.

"HQ, this is Tk. I'm advancing to the roof. What's the 10-20, over?"

"This is R-Commander; we have thumbs up for the operation." A voice on the other line responded.

"Thanks HQ. Over and out." With that, TK reached the roof and saw a machine that allowed people to repel off the roof in case of fires. He also found a harness and he put it on and connected it to the system. He than was hovering over the roof.

"I hope I live to regret this. God! I hate heights." With that, he began to repel down the tower. He was good at repelling. He got to level 54 and saw a guy, naked."

"Come on baby. You know you want me." The guy said seductively.

"Holy Shit Mack! Put your pants back on." The lady screamed, in clothes. Not knowing he was out there, TK repelled to the level where the deal was being held.

"Now I'm officially disturbed." He said to himself as he entered the bathroom. He over heard two men talking and knew what he had to do. Pulling out the 9mm he had on him and ran out of the room.

"FREEZE! CIA!" Both men were scared, then began to laugh as they saw the teenage agent.

"Hey kid, hasn't your parents ever tell never to play with guns." The young man said as they both began to laugh. TK was confused.

"Listen, sunny…If you ever need to know how to fire that 9… just ask me!" The old man began laughing hysterically and nearby crying.

"Don't worry. I know how to fire it." TK than pulled the trigger and a bullet went straight to the old man's leg, knocking him down.

"Piss off, kid!" the young man came after him with a knife. Before he knew it, he was shot in the chest…immediately dead. Tk walked up to the man who was still alive and held the gun under his chin.

"Please don't kill me. What do you want? Money?" The elderly man pleaded in mercy.

"Listen her grandpa, I work for the CIA," TK then flashed his badge and ID which proved he was an agent of the agency, "now I want to know, what this meeting was about." He told the man as he grasped on the collar of this shirt.

"Alright. ALRIGHT! We were planning a worldwide spread of the nearly extinct Montalba virus. That case over there," the man pointed to case near the window, "It has a 28 milligram of the virus. Take it but spare me. Please?" Tk saw the man had learned his lesson, and dropped the man straight into the ground. TK went for the case, not knowing the man was reaching for a steel rod. The man advanced on TK planning on knocking him out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The man had screamed. TK quickly got out of the way, making the man trip out of the window, and fall 52 stories and hitting the ground. Everyone was shocked to see the man, dead and look up to see Tk standing there.

"THIS IS THE POLICE! OPEN THE DOOR!" TK quickly jumped out the window and grabbed the harness that was there. The police had broken down the door and rushed toward him. Realizing there was hardly any time to repel down; He aimed and fired his gun at the coupling holding the harness to the repelling machine, and the machine was released, sending Tk down to the ground. He fell faster than light itself. As he hit the ground, he ran toward the park, leaving the police to wonder.

"How did he do that?"

"Kids watch too many cartoons these days." The police than ran out, realizing he gotten out of there sight.

TK ran toward a black limo and got in through the sky roof.

"Ever heard of the door?" one of Tk's fellow agents told him.

"Ever heard of 'we ain't got time'" The car then sped down the streets of Chicago.

"Well I see you got the virus." The agent said, seeing Tk dialing his Cell phone. "What are you doing?" Tk than shushed him hearing the phone."

"(Malcolm Ishida on Answering Machine) Hi this is the Ishida's, were not home right now. Leave your name and number-"

"Thank god, their not home." TK said in relief, "Driver get me back to my place ASAP."

"You got it" The driver responded

"Whoa, what's the hurry?" Agent asked again.

"Well, my parents are planning a special occasion. My brother was coming home from Venice today." Tk said in disbelief.

"Oh, I forgot. Man, his band must be real popular if they are wanted in Venice."

"Yea they must be." TK than put his hat down and rested, knowing it was going to be a long trip home.

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