Disclaimer: I do not own the Wallflower (AKA Yamatonadeshiko Shichihenge, Perfect Girl Evolution, etc). The series and its characters solely belong to Tomoko Hayakawa. I'm merely borrowing them for my own (evil) plot devices.

Author's Notes: THANK YOU, RAISON D'ETRE! That song finally got the rusty wheels working. T-T Anyway. It's AU... a bit OOC. But then again, I'm writing it from my perspective since my mind is like Sunako's to some extent...

Summary: They were God's creatures, the ultimate weapons to fight off the evil that threatened to destroy Earth. They were flawless... perfect in the way they were built. They, however, were not accustomed to the most threatening human emotions. K/S & T/NAU, semi-OOC

2847. 4. 4.

"Please follow me, Takano-kun. Oda-kun."

"What is it this time?" Kyohei asked turning around, causing his unruly honey-brown hair to go haywire.

The female owner of Kamura Corps didn't answer, but merely disappeared througha sliding glass door that bore an intricate dragon design. He glared at the disappearing curly blonde strands of hair and turned back to his comrade; the man had shoulder-length, smooth, black hair and thoughtful sapphire eyes. He leaned back in the chair, waiting for Kyohei to continue with the conversation. Kyohei sighed, and placed the cream-colored folder down on the wooden desk.

"I guess we won't have time to start the assignment tonight, Takenaga," stated Kyohei irritatedly as he turned around and hurried after the owner, Reiko. Takenaga's soft footsteps followed after him.

Reiko lead them through the hallways of the headquarters, making a left and right here or there. When she reached a glass door marked "LABORATORY" in black, bold letters, she opened the door and held it for them. Once they were inside, she meandered through the crowd of workers in there and headed for a staircase leading to the lower level laboratory. Down there was where the scientists conducted the most experimental projects.

Kyohei and Takenaga heard some rumors hovering around amongst their co-workers of a top-secret project that still hadn't been completed for over a decade. It was highly unlikely, since projects were usually completed in a day---a year at the most.

They held onto the railing, since the lights were rarely ever on in the lower level. The lower they descended, the more they realized that an eerie blue glow was emanating from somewhere in the lab. When they finally reached the floor, they gawked.

There were tubes that reached from floor to ceiling, with what looked like fetuses inside them, suspended in blue fluid with tubes attached to them.Each tube contained a fetus with a different age... some were still a small group of cells, some looked like they were just given birth to, some were toddlers, and some were...

"That's right, Oda-kun. Takano-kun. This is the "top-secret" project you've been hearing about," whispered Reiko as she stared at the test tubes that contained two women, each seeming like they were in a light slumber.

"I thought cloning was illegal...?" it was more of a statement than a question, as Takenaga focused his sapphire orbs on the female with blonde hair and a graceful appearance.

"These are times of war, Oda. What is legal and illegal doesn't matter anymore," snapped Reiko.

"How did you manage to pull this off?" Kyohei asked incredulously as he stepped closer to take a good look.

"It's fairly easy. This isn't like the science fiction novels where we can make a clone of a woman instantly---we have to allow it to the time to grow like a normal human being. These girls, however, were augmented to the point where they are considered perfect. They, however human they are, are not accustomed to human emotions. They don't feel jealous of anyone's accomplishments. They aren't greedy. They don't feel lust. They rarely ever feel anger. Sloth is out of the question. And whatever else you can think of, they don't feel it. Their thought processes are fixed on following out with orders that they are given with. Their speed is incredibly fast, and they can jump high and far. Eyesight is perfect and can be adjusted like you would adjust a scope, and stealth is lovely."

"How long---"

"They are eighteen years old. Once they are taken out of the tubes and bathed, they will be informed of what to do. During the last two years, we've crammed knowledge of every single war tactic, weapon, and history into their minds. If you tried to take them on, you will fail. Horribly. Which makes good practice as long as you tell them to NOT kick your ass," nodded Reiko with a proud look and tone of voice. Kyohei and Takenaga was speechless after hearing this. "And you two are dismissed."

Kyohei and Takenaga nodded slightly and headed for the stairs, when she called out to them.

"By the way, don't ever mistake them for robots. Although they're damn near impossible to kill, they still have human weaknesses. And they have the ability to learn on their own."

After four long hours in the night of discussing battle plans with Takenaga in their office at the main building, Kyohei was nothing short of exhausted. He opened his eyes slowly to the bright morning sunshine and groaned. Being tired and waking up in a hot room and bed was almost as bad as waking up in a cold room and a warm bed. He pushed himself out of the king-sized bed and dragged himself to the bathroom with a towel.

He stepped into the shower stall, and gave a deep sigh as the warm water worked wonders upon his senses and body. He picked up his bottle of shampoo and squeezed the required amount into his hand, working it into a lather in his hair. After a while, he closed his eyes and rinsed it off thoroughly, shutting the water off. He stepped out, dried his hair and wiped the water off himself before tying his towel around his waist and stepping out of the bathroom.

He nearly made it to his closet when he noticed he wasn't the only person in the apartment---his room, to be more specific.

A girl around eighteen years was sitting in a chair in the corner of his room, with her legs crossed and her chin resting on the knuckles of her hand. She had long, flowing black hair and sharp brown eyes that were obscured. A spark of recognition appeared in his eyes---she was one of the experiments. Yet she didn't look like it: She was clothed in the most casual outfit ever that consisted of a white sweater over a T-shirt along with a pair of jeans and some sandals.

"Uh... hi," said Kyohei with a raised eyebrow as he opened the closet door and pulled out a black T-shirt and tan cargo pants. She nodded, with absolutely no expression on her face whatsoever.

"Hello," she whispered in a firm voice before she stood up and walked toward him just as he finished pulling the shirt on his head.

"I'm Kyohei... you are?"

"Agent 569298."

"No, I meant your---"

"Sunako Nakahara."

"Hmm...," he could've sworn he heard the name around before... an actress that was alive over a century ago--the famous "horror queen" of the film industry. He shrugged it off and looked at her. "So...uh... what---"

"It is time to discuss the assignment given to you and review battle plans," she told him and his eyebrows furrowed. She sounded so monotone, but with an air of confidence---not arrogance or the just kind, just the kind that told you that she knew what she was doing.

"Alright, follow me," said Kyohei a bit irritatedly as he grabbed his keys and opened the front door. He held it for her and locked it after she was out and walked down the hall. She followed after like a shadow.

Somehow, he felt things wouldn't go as smoothly as planned.

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