EDIT: Changed their ages so KuroganeXTomoyo could be in here, and I needed a larger time span difference.

OK! Hi everyone who may be curious enough to read this! Pairings that may be hinted at: KuroganeXTomoyo, (however it will probably only be teased since I am for the pairing in the future when Tomoyo is not Jail Bait ^_~) SakuraXSyaoran (most likely mentioned)

And as a heads up, please expect Kuro-Pon to comment on things in the beginnings/and/or/ends with me.

Kurogane: "You do realize the title probably explains a few "hidden" things right?"

Me: 0_o Oh well! I'll live! ^_^

Kurogane:"Just don't expect me to take off my shirt in this..."

Me: -._-. *grinning* 83 That's what YOU think! This is going to be fuuuun.....MUWAHAHA!!

Kurogane: 0_0; "WHAT?!"

(Prologue)

TODAY IS THE END OF TOMORROW

If darkness could be measured between creepy, eerie and natural designations, then the darkness which surrounded the two shadowed figures as they walked down the long hall would be a 10 on the 'freaky-eerie-bad-guy' scale.

Darkness was broken only by the flash of monitors as they flared to life. Footsteps echoed on the tiled floor; two sets; cascading the sound about the room. "Have you compiled the data collected?" Asked the shadowed figure to the left.

"Yes Sir." Came the reply.

"And?"

"We have almost enough data to finish the project Sir." There was a pause.

"Almost?" Came the rebuttal. "What do you mean 'almost'?"

"Well Sir, our video feed was cut off as soon as they entered the world they are currently inhabiting. At present no visualization can get through to our systems, even if they were trying. In other words- we can't SEE him. We do, however, have the most recent photos from the last country they were in."

"Good. Bring them up on the monitor." The task required was completed in a few key commands. "Very good, very good." He muttered, seeing the photos. "Status?"

"Sir?"

"I want It's status! Is that too much for your pea-brain to handle?"

"No sir- I only asked because usually you require specifics-"

"Just start at the basics and go from there. If this is to be pulled off then we must do it soon."

"Body is incomplete, but stable. I say incomplete because It is missing one appendage: the left arm."

"That can be regenerated if necessary." he said offhandedly. "I want to know of Its whereabouts and current resistance information."

"Sir?" The seated man inquired.

"Is It going to kill us on sight, take up arms in defense, or is It going to come quietly!" the other snapped, notably peeved.

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir." There was more rapid clicking on the keyboard. "Current whereabouts confirmed in the country of Di'vi, an all-female-populated world. Well- their group must be having fun there..." At a glare from his counterpart, he continued: "Next destination statistics show they will most likely end up in the world of Sheezi, though the desired destination can be rerouted via the transport. It will cost a heavy price however-"

The man who was standing, though he could not be seen clearly through the darkness and flashing lights frowned and clutched at his leg. "I already paid the price in advance. That blasted witch has no choice but to do as I ask, when I ask."

"Current resistance status: Uh- well, it appears, Sir, that Its resistance levels are much higher than they were 10 years ago."

"I already knew that would happen." he waved the notion away as if it were old news. "Don't seem so surprised about it" He said. "It's only natural that It'd be as such. After all, It has advanced in many battle techniques, enough so to develop It's own style. They certainly trained It well in that country of It's..." His slender hand passed over several papers, selected one from a vast pile of what could have been complicated arithmetic, and examined the picture. Holding it up to a large screen, he compared the two images. "Yes- It has definitely advanced to the point of proper use."

Eyes flashing, a grin spread sinisterly over the shrouded face in the monitor-lit room. "But It is programed to respond to specific physical and visual commands when put in the proper order. I'm still not sure why Master Wong wanted these specific command. But it worked 10 years ago- too perfectly in fact. It became difficult to control sustain control over It once It had entered 'Stage 10'."

"But Sir, if we cannot control It, how do you expect to-"

"We'll just have to make some minor adjustments before releasing It again." He cut his inferior off.

Silence settled in the room for an instant, and the eerie stillness of foreboding pleasure plagued them. "Soon-" The superior of the two began, shattering the silence like glass. "Soon you shall come back to us." And the photo glinted in the light. In it, the image of a 14-year-old child, smiling sorrowfully, soft hair dancing around the saddened face.

On the monitor, a 24-year-old with a perpetual frown, though that frown was not one of unhappiness -only out of habit, the piercing red eyes gazing at something unseen off the picture.

"Soon, 'Project KURO' can resume once again."

Author's Notes:

Yep. Is this the best 'TOTALLY-UBER-VAGUE-BAD-GUY-HIDEOUT-AND-PLOTLINE-OF-DOOOOM!!!' you've ever read or what? Well- if it is, COOL! If not, it's perfectly ok! XD I tried to make it as vague as possible 'cause I didn't want to give anything away. I hope you like it!

PS: Kudos for those of you who can guess where the names of the chapters are from. ^_~