Yuu and Flo: (looking at each other) Damn it…. How long did we really disappeared?

IE Cast: Almost three months….

Yuu: Figures….

Flo: Well… (sweat drops) Fanfiction sure did take in A LOT of changes…. And when I mean a lot, I MEAN a lot…

Yuu: Heck, now we can't even reply to the old PM'S thanks to that stupid PM V2…. Lol? A hissatsu technique? XD

Flo: Stop joking dude, we better start with this new story

Yuu: AKA our apology story…

Flo: Yup~ And you guys shall know why this one is an apology story later

IE Cast: The siblings don't own Inazuma Eleven or Inazuma Eleven GO! Wait, what does the new series have to do with this? And what's more… we were hoping you guys died in a traffic accident or something

Yuu: We did

IE Cast: O.o?

Flo: In your dreams!

IE Cast: =.="

A man with long purple hair was seen, running through the streets of Inazuma Town. He was sweating and breathing hard. His skin was pale and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

The streets were dark and he couldn't see clearly. But he had to run or else they'll find him. He made a turn into an alley. Just as he was about to reach the end, a bright light blinded him.

"Oh no…" He said. Regret washed over him.

"Did you really think you could run from us?" A boy – around the age of fourteen – said with a grin on his face. He had short brown hair and was wearing a black headband. His friend - another boy around the same age – with spiky white hair was holding the torchlight.

The purple haired man dropped to his knees to beg. "Please! Please don't kill me! I have a wife and children!"

The spiky white haired boy scowled. "The same old 'I have a wife and children' trick, think we'd fall for that?"

The purple haired man's face fell.

The boy wearing the black headband grinned wider. "Even if you do, you should have thought about that before making his wife pregnant,"

By that time, the man was already shaking. Tears were running down his cheeks. It was like asking for the moon, sparing his life. Why would they? They were paid to kill him and they won't give any mercy to anybody.

From behind, a sword sliced through his heart. Blood spurted out of his mouth. The sword was pulled back and his dead body dropped to the ground. It was quick, his death. Way faster than the others. He somehow felt grateful that his death wasn't that painful.

The boy that had killed the man wiped his sword using a cloth. He was smirking. "Pathetic,"

"Seriously Samford, do you have to interrupt me?" The boy with the black headband said sarcastically but he was smirking too. The boy that was holding the torchlight turned the thing off.

Samford – another boy with shoulder-length blue hair with an eye patch over one eye – simply scowled. "You were taking too long, Evans. We're paid to kill him, not listen to his or your babbling."

Evans tripped and fell anime style. "Okay, okay, I get it already, Mom," The brunette laughed.

Samford glared at Evans.

The boy with spiky white hair shook his head at his two friends. They were being totally immature and they're calling themselves spies aka assassins? Unbelievable.

"Alright, cut it out you two. We still have to get rid of his body."

"May I remind you, Blaze, that's your job, not ours. It's really funny, being the bomb specialist but also the clean-up crew. Ha! Joke of the year!" Samford laughed out loud, irritating Evans and Blaze.

Blaze glared at him and showed his grenades, which were attached to his belt. He placed his hand on one of them, as if ready to pull one of the triggers out. Samford immediately swallowed.

"Uuh… I-I was just joking! Haha!" He walked to Blaze and grabbed him in a neck-lock. "No hard feelings right?" His voice shook when he said that. Blaze smirked in victory.

The buzz of a walkie-talkie was heard.

"Evans, Blaze, Samford, can you hear me? Over." It was Frost, one of their teammates. He's mostly at their base, in charge of the techno-y things.

"Yeah, we hear you, Frost. And cut out with the 'over and out' stuff. It's getting kind of lame." Samford replied back since he was the one with the walkie-talkie. He could imagine Frost rolling his eyes at the computer.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just following the rules. Anyways, you guys done yet?" His voice echoed through the walkie-talkie. If one didn't listen closely enough, they wouldn't even recognize that it was his voice.

"Just leave everything to Blaze and the police won't even know what they got." Samford replied back and smirked at Blaze, who shrugged.

"Well, meet you guys back at base." And the buzzing of the walkie-talkie went silent. Samford and Evans sighed.

"Better hurry up, Blaze." Both of them chimed. Blaze snarled and got started with the body first.

The morning was bright and cheery. Or could it be even called morning by Endou Mamoru?

The brunette stirred in his bed. His right arm managed its way to the sounding alarm clock. How long has that thing been on snooze?

Endou yawned, hit the snooze button of the alarm clock and sat up in his bed. The light from the window blinded his eyes. Still yawning, he looked at the alarm clock and screeched.

"Twelve in the day? !" His eyes bulged out of his sockets. He slapped his hand onto his forehead and cursed himself. "Maybe I'm just too tired from the chase last night…" He assumed and got up from bed.

After a face-wash, Endou jumped onto his sofa and turned on the TV. The voice of the news anchor filled the silent apartment.

"Police had found nothing more than a kitchen knife near the body. They believe that the victim was killed around midnight and two in the morning…" The old man continued on. A picture of a man around twenty to thirty years of age with long purple hair and eyes was seen on the screen. His name appeared under his picture. Fujisaki Nagihiko.

Endou let out a laugh but jumped when the door knocked. He grumbled and walked lazily to the door. When he opened it, his eyes brighten.

"Gouenji! Kidou! Fubuki! Sakuma!" He called out his friend's names one by one and gave them each a fist bump or a ruffle of their hair.

"You're up early…" Sakuma remarked in a sarcastic tone. Endou laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Ehe, the aftermath after each job,"

Fubuki, Kidou, Gouenji and Sakuma sweat dropped. Well, they can't argue with that since, they too, would get tired after a job which usually involves teaching someone a lesson or in the worst case scenarios, kill.

"What brings you guys here?" Endou yawned. Sakuma smacked his head. "Did you forget what day it is today?" He barked at Endou, who looked puzzled as ever.

"Uumm… Let me see, yesterday was Saturday so today is…" Endou's eyes widened in realization and he grinned. "YOSHA! Uh, wait for me guys!" And he hurried back inside to wash his face and change from his pyjamas.

The four teens outside Endou's apartment sweat dropped once more when they heard the chaos that was going on in there.

Once Endou was finished, he jumped out of his apartment in an orange shirt with a white and orange jacket and blue jeans. His orange headband, of course, was right there on his head.

Gouenji, Fubuki, Kidou and Sakuma couldn't help but smile at Endou's enthusiasm. "Come on! Let's go!" The brunette dashed towards the elevators, leaving his friends behind. The others had to run too if they wanted to keep up with Endou.

"So tell me again why did we come here?" Sakuma asked, clearly annoyed. The group of boys had followed Endou to… a flower shop?

Kidou answered for Sakuma, "Chillax, Sakuma. Maybe Endou's here for a reason… Probably…" But he himself couldn't help but sweat drop and stare at Endou, who's asking the florist some question about daffodils.

Gouenji and Fubuki had disappeared to somewhere else. They said something about roaming the mall and looking for a gift for someone but Kidou kind of forgot the name of that someone.

Sakuma's vein throbbed and he stomped to Endou. "Oi! What is wrong with you? ! Why are we spending our precious Sunday in a flower shop? !"

Kidou jumped while Endou sweat dropped. "Hey, just a moment. I was findings flowers for Kazemaru!" This time it was Sakuma's turn to sweat drop. "The hell? Why look flowers for him?"

Kidou slapped his palm onto his forehead. "Urgh! How could I forget? Kazemaru's sick with a serious cold remember?" And this time, Sakuma tripped and fell. "So this was why he didn't show up for weeks?"

Endou paid for the flowers aka daffodils and they all went to the mall to look for Gouenji and Fubuki.

Sakuma sighed. He was a new member in the team so he didn't know much about them all. But one thing he knew, Organization I's members were like a big family. They cared for each other like they cared for their family. This only made sense since Organization I's members were their only family.

The eye-patched teen sighed at his fate. He had joined the organization a few months ago. Only a few days after his parent's death. The others, Endou, Gouenji, Kidou and Fubuki were with the organization since they were still little, along with Kazemaru and some others.

They entered the mall and found Gouenji and Fubuki at a card shop. The two boys were already paying for it by then so they left the mall and headed out to Kazemaru's place.

The teal-net was seriously sick like Kidou had said and when they knocked on his apartment. He was pale, still in his pyjamas, his hair was a mess and had a runny nose. He was even holding a tissue box.

"Uh, what's up guys?" He said in a hoarse voice and blew into a tissue. "Come on in," he invited his friends in and they did. Kazemaru blew into his nose again.

"Uumm… So how're you doing?" Endou was the first one to ask the teal-net. Kazemaru just shook his head. "I'm better, you should've seen me three days ago. Can't even walk."

Kidou sat in a chair. "Really?"

Kazemaru sat on the sofa in the living room. He nodded. "Yup."

"So…" Sakuma started. "How did you catch a cold in the middle of summer?"

"During my last mission, I had to run through a thunder storm… Got lost in the woods and couldn't reach base by satellite connection… In the end, the mission was a success thanks to my team and I was freezing cold through the night in the woods…" He explained it all in a blur. At least everyone understood what he said and nodded.

They had a small chat and ended the day with some beer. Except for Kazemaru that is…

Sakuma made his way back to his house. Yeah, he lived in a two-storey house, the house that his parents had left for him. Unlike the others, who didn't have anything that came from their parents except themselves, his parents loved and cared for him. Until the day they died, they still cared for him. And even their death, was all Sakuma's fault, in his opinion.

If only he hadn't been stupid and stubborn, he wouldn't be scouted by Organization I's men.

Well, at least his parents had left him everything they had. And even so, Sakuma was determined, by the time he turned 18, he was going to leave that shit of a place and live his life with or without the money his parents left him.

The others probably had the same idea.

Sakuma sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. He looked to his right and saw a few kids playing soccer on their school ground.

"I miss going to school…" He said to himself. Endou and the others didn't understand his feelings because they never wentto school. He missed the teachers, the subjects, the conflicts, his old friends…

"Sakuma?"

'That voice…' Sakuma thought and immediately looked in front of him. There he was, Genda Koujirou in his Teikoku Academy uniform, wide-eye to see Sakuma.

"Sakuma? Is that really you? Where've you been all these months? Everybody back at school were worried for you!" He said and smiled in excitement. Sakuma, still couldn't believe he'd meet up with anybody he knew. And to think that Organization I was going to kill him if they found out he made any contacts with his old friends…

"S-Sorry, I think you've got the wrong guy," He said simply and ran past Genda. He heard Genda call out to him but he ignored it and made a turn into an alley, using one of his gadgets, he disappeared.

Genda was stunned. 'Where did he go?' He thought to himself and scanned the area. Still, no sign of Sakuma Jirou, the spy/assassin boy.

Flo: I think that's all first… First of all, it's not a Yaoi fic, it's about friendship and romance all together! XD

Yuu: Yeah, so here's the form if you want your OC's to be spies/assassins! XD

IE Cast: So THAT'S the apology? !

Flo: What? We couldn't think anything else!

Name:

Nickname:

Age:

Gender:

Spy or normal:

If you're a spy, what do you specialize in? (example: martial arts, bombs, computers, guns etc.)

Crush: (ANYBODY! Except the usual (wink))

If you're normal, what school do you go to?

Appearance:

Personality:

Additional info:

Yuu: AND I think that's all…

Flo: (gulps) Hopefully… Uuummm So, see ya!

IE Cast: If they need more info, they'll just PM you… Review~