A/N: CutiePieSakura123 does not own Inazuma Eleven. Only the story plot, events and some OCs are hers.
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"Fubuki!" Goenji cried. But he couldn't find him by his side. Great. He was stranded under a tree in the rain with a sleeping girl in his arms. Oh, and don't forget the sea of snakes ready to eat him and his missing companion. What could go wrong now?
Misaki started to stir. Her amethyst orbs showed. Misaki and Goenji lovked their eyes on each other for a long time, precisely 5 seconds.
"Why are you carrying me and why am I wet?" she asked him. "Goenji Shuuya, I command you to put me down, now! Put me down!"
She kicked and struggled in his arms. Then, she saw a snake and it hissed at her. She turned pale and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Pull me up! Pull me up! PULL ME UP!" she screamed.
At that moment, daggers and gunshots fired. The two braced themselves but suddenly, 2 pairs of hands picked up Misaki and Goenji. As they were hanging, a familiar damp face with amethyst orbs greeted them with a cocky smile.
"Hey! Anybody ordered a search party with lotsa cheeza?"
"Tsu-Tsukina!" they screamed. She grinned. They stared at her upside down, her silky hair falling to the ground.
"Ryuuji, Jousuke, Mamoru, HIGHER!" she yelled at them. Then, Misaki and Tsukina rose higher and higher until they disappeared in the treetops.
Goenji stared at the owner of the pair of hands holding him. Hmmm, a girl with brown hair and black highlights. She had red eyes to match. Hm, no doubt Gouenji knew this girl.
But he suddenly felt lightheaded and everything faded into darkness.
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"…Gouenji-kun. Gouenji-kun. Gouenji-kun, are you awake?"
Gouenji opened his eyes. He was in his bedroom. There was not much sunlight in the room but it was obviously still early morning since there was fog on the window.
He turned his head lethargically. On his bedside were Tsukina and Fubuki. Tsukina for the first time had worn her hair up and she wore peach silk pajamas with a lavender bathrobe and fluffy pink slippers. Fubuki, on the other hand, put on plain white pajamas and a red bathrobe, too. They were both flushed and tired and it surprised Gouenji to see Tsukina for the first time to be flushed and tired.
"What happened? You two looked beat," he asked them. Fubuki sneezed. "Why are you sneezing?" He replied that he had caught a tny cold.
"What happened?" he asked again. Fubuki explained that apparently, they were rescued but he never knew who the people who saved them were. All he remembered was that he was suddenly wrapped in a towel high in the tree tops under the rain. "You and Misaki must've collapsed out of the fatigue we went under so Tsukina and I volunteered to take care of you two," he ended and sneezed.
Goenji tried to get himself up but he felt a strong tinge of pain in his arm. He looked to check on it. It was bandaged with a couple of herbal leaves attached to it. Tsukina told him not to move it or the condition will grow worser.
"Those herbal leaves will make the healing process a whole lot faster. I used it to calm down Fubuki's cold by a bit, on your sprain wounds, as well as Misaki's," she said as she chopped more of the plants to make tea and placed some on his bandaged sprain. He winced at the pain and asked about Misaki.
"She's fine. Unconscious, though," she answered.
"How were we saved? And why were there explosions and-and-daggers? What happened?"
She caught her breath. She stopped chopping. The two boys looked at her. She spaced out for a while. "I – don't know." Then, a knock on the door was heard. Tsukina opened the door. She gave a tired smile. "Endou-kun, Aki-chan, what are you doing up so early?"
Endou smiled widely. He replied saying that she doesn't have to stay up any longer.
"We wanted to relieve you," Aki spoke up. "You have stayed up long enough, Tsukina-chan. Imagine, not sleeping for the next 14 hours! That's just incredible!" Aki remarked.
She smiled weakly and told her that she would do anything for her friends and so far, they need her. "So I have no time to sit around and do nothing. If staying up for one more night is needed, then, I have no problem about it." A gentle curve danced on Endou and Aki's lips. Tsukina decided to bring the chopped leaves down to the mess hall's kitchen. But before she knew it, she dropped the bowlful of leaves and her own self as well.
"Tsukina-chan!" Aki cried. Endou and Fubuki slid themselves to get to her aid. They caught her just in time. For a few moments, she lied there dazed. Evidently, she had no energy left. But she shook off her drowsiness and tried to stand.
"Damn fatigue. It's only a hindrance to your activities. It's such a drag," she mumbled as she got up and stumbled again. Endou and the others persuaded her not to go on taking care of them anymore but she refused.
"As I said, I cannot stand being useless and troublesome weight to make the suffering worse," she shot back.
"But that doesn't mean you have to do it alone! That's why you have friends! They help each other and they have each other's back!" Endou yelled at her. Aki told him to stop but Fubuki held her back.
"You aren't useless! Much more as a drag! You are a friend, the rarest kind of person who you never find randomly in the streets!"
"But it is never easy to be a friend. You must earn a person's trust, a person's smile, his or her love for you and that is anything but easy! But if you're determined, you would do anything, in whatever way possible!"
"But what does putting yourself on the line have to do with this?" Fubuki asked her, finally losing his silence.
"What does this have to do with what I said?" Tsukina laughed crazily. "Here's why! If there was a way to put everything back in time, to turn all the wrong things right, I would! I would do it! I would do it for the sake of my home! I would do everything for it!"
"What's with you?" Fubuki exploded. "You're delirious! We're only concerned about you! That's why we want you to stop!"
"You have never felt loneliness before! You never felt how it is to yearn for home, love and acceptance! A home is where the people you love and care for are! You-You would do crazy and impossible things because you can't stand to see them sad or hurt! What would someone like you, a person who doesn't even have a clue about his past, understand form a person like me? I have been alone all my life and all my life, I never had a person to count on or to cheer me on because they abandoned me. Or, if not, fate takes them away from me whenever I have seen happiness. I've done things far greater than ordinary and seen things that not everyone can see. Yet, I have no place to go back to."
She tried to stand up but she stumbled and fell again. "That's why I would do these things for the ones I cherish…" She faced them with eyes filled with determination. "The Raimon Junior High soccer team is my only home! Do you understand?"
They were silent. Tsukina's words rang in their ears. Then, she started to sob. They were dumbfounded. Was this Tsukina? Was this the cheery girl in the team who often brought up the team's spirits along with Endou? If it was, why was she saying this? Why was she saying she was suffering alone? Were they too blind to see what the real story underneath her smile was?
Fubuki lowered his head in the shadows. He slowly went up to Tsukina. She sobbed and sobbed some more. Then, he stared hard at her. Tsukina's tears rolled faster. She sobbed harder and harder.
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You have never felt loneliness before! These words echoed in Fubuki's mind. You have never felt how it is to yearn for home, love and acceptance! He was walking down the hallway but he wasn't paying much attention to where he was or where he was going.
What could she mean? What is she talking about? And why did I hug her all of a sudden? It was so strange, he thought. Suddenly, he felt lightheaded, so lightheaded that he couldn't stand anymore. He was starting to see blur and slowly, it was fading to black.
He leaned himself against a nearby table, trying to support himself with the sudden headache he had. Damn it! The pain! It's so intense! He thought. It was so strong he was seeing things.
He held his head and closed his eyes. This feeling…It's-It's—
"A home is where the people you love and care for are. Even though you might get angry at them sometimes, you'll still love them with all your heart. That's why it's not easy to find another home," a 5-year-old lavender-haired girl spoke kindly as she placed a Band-Aid on a little boy's bruised cheek. The boy had silver hair and murky gray eyes and he winced at the pain when she placed the bandage.
He reasoned with her that having a twin can really, really suck and he wished that he never had a family at all. And she whacked him on the head.
"Don't say that! That's a mean thing to say, Shirou! It's really bad!" she scolded him. "You don't know how it feels like to have no mommy or daddy. It's really sad to be alone. I mean it." Then, she grinned. " I bet that smack I gave you hurts, doesn't it?"
"It-It doesn't!" he retorted. She laughed.
He crumpled down finally to the floor. He cringed, moaned and groaned, holding his head tightly. Fubuki felt his head ready to explode. He grunted and screamed loudly. "WHA-WHAT IS THIS?"
It was a snowy day. Children were playing outside, making snowmen and throwing snowballs. Some kids were playing soccer. They were kicking a small white and black ball.
"Yuu-oneechan, Atsu-oneechan, over here!" a small white haired girl called to two boys. The one with pink hair passed to the jet black and to her and she got the ball.
"Too slow, Yuki-chan!" the same girl with lavender hair laughed as she slid under her and stole the ball. Shirou-kun, take it!"
"MAKE IT STOP!" he screamed. "PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!"
The Yuki cried and sobbed loudly as she hugged to what have to seem to be her jet-black headed brother. She sobbed and sobbed as Atsuya, Tsukina and Shirou watched them.
"Why, Oniichan? Why did leave us?" the girl cried. Yuuya said nothing in return. He just hugged her tightly. "Tell me, Yuuya-oniichan! Tell me!" Silence. "I said tell me now!"
"I don't know!" he shot back. "I…don't know…" And they cried together. Yuki screamed.
"Fubuki-kun! Fubuki-kun! Please stop!" Akemi begged as she knelt by his side. She placed her hands on top of him to make him stop moving. He kept screaming. The more he closed his eyes, the more things he saw.
"… together, we'll be the best in the world!" Atsuya cheered and gave a high-five to Shirou, then to Yuuya and to Yuki. Everyone laughed merrily. Then, Mrs. Fubuki sighed. "If only Tsukina were here with us." Then, they heard a loud sound.
The speed of the rolling debris and ice filled the air. Mrs. Fubuki and Yuki screamed.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Fubuki, STOP!" He opened his eyes. Everyone was surrounding him. They stared at him with worried eyes. He was shaking. His mind was blank and confused. He shakily gasped for air again and again, staring at nothing but space.
Then, Endou, Yuki and Yuuya sliced through the crowd and knelt beside Akemi. Yuuya asked him if he was alright. He turned to them. He slowly got up and ran away from the crowd and straight upstairs.
"Fubuki, come back!"Yuki called but Yuuya placed a hand on her shoulder. "No, Yuki. Let him be. I-" He cut himself off. Everyone stared his way.
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"I knew I'd find you here," Adelai said as she climbed out of the bedroom window and onto the second floor roof. It was only small enough for a line of people to sit on. Fubuki sat there hugging his knees and burying his face in them. It was now the face of daybreak and he sat there for 2 hours straight. "So, how are you?"
Silence. "Okay…Let me rephrase the question….So, how are you?" No reply. "Alright, obviously, you're not gonna pipe anything up so…" Silence. She took a deep breath. "Well, this isn't going according to plan-"
Stupid question. What did he really feel? He felt so many things, it drove him nuts. He was happy, so happy that he remembered at least something of his memories. But he also felt confused, angry, betrayed, scared, deceived, gullible, near to tears, joyful, excited, and others. But most of all he was eager. He was eager to find out what all those things meant.
Who was that girl? The girl in his memory who placed a bandage on his forehead. She seemed so familiar. It's the same with the other two kids. Were they twins? Does he really know them? It felt as though he had seen them before, somewhere, as if in a dream. And Grandfather? Did he hide something? Was he telling the truth? Or was he lying? What really happened to his parents? And that boy, the boy who almost looked like him, was he… a relative or something? He doesn't have all answers but he's sure of one thing: He'll find them, no matter what.
"…if you want answers, then you should look for them!" Adelai finished as she closed her practically ignored lecture about I don't know what. But for Fubuki, that was all that he needed.
Then, suddenly, as if his body had its own will, he stood up and walked towards the window without a sound. He climbed into his room and locked the door. "What are you doing?" Adelai asked him. No response. He put on his necklace and grabbed his cell phone. He dialed and placed the machine near his ear.
"Hello? Benjiro Inoue, speaking."
"Benjiro, be at Sandmiller Jr. High's gate in precisely five minutes. I will be waiting for you," Fubuki ordered the chauffeur.
"Master! I-I thought you were-"
"That doesn't matter now! This is important! I have to accomplish something! Benjiro, I will be coming home in secret. Don't let anybody know, is this clear?"
"But Master-"
"Please!" he yelled. "Please, I'm begging you, just follow my orders."
The person on the other line sighed. He asked if he had gotten any permission to leave.
"No," Fubuki replied. "Why would I?" And he took off his bath robe and pajamas. He mouthed at Adelai not to peek. She hid herself behind the curtains as he changed. "If that's the case, they'll search for you! You'll go rogue if that happens," the driver told him. Fubuki didn't even bother keeping his robe and pajamas. He simply threw it on the bed and left it there. He was wearing a gray hoodie with long sleeves. He also wore cargo pants with a lot of pockets and a pair of sneakers.
He smiled cunningly. "Don't worry. I have a plan or two off my sleeve." He pulled the covers, bed sheets, the curtains and some towels. He left an envelope in one of the drawers and closed it. Then, he started ripping the sheets, curtains, and towels. "Where are you going?" asked Benjiro. Silence.
"Do you have plans to come back?"
"I do. Tonight or Sunday night," he replied as he bit an end of a curtain and ripped it in half. His chauffeur asked him the reason why.
He tied the sheets and pieces of cloth together. He explained that tonight would be the Hoe down Party and that Sunday night would be the Sky Lantern Festival and everyone is expected to come. But since everyone is busy preparing, they would be too busy to find out. Besides, he had the feeling that he would find out more answers if he came back.
"I'll tell you more about it later. But for now, I need you to hang up," he said as he tied the cloth in one end of the bed. He climbed out of the roof and tossed the cloth form there. "I'll see you there. Yeah, uh-huh. Bye." And he went inside again.
"Okay, so you're escaping. What if they'll search you right away? You may not make it home considering they'll see the white Nissan parked outside the gate!"the brunette panicked as Fubuki tampered with his cell phone.
"That's why we have to make them believe that we-err, I am still here," he told her with a cunning gleam in his eye. He pressed 'Play' and left it on the floor next to the door. The cell phone started to play music.
"C'mon. We don't want to get caught now do we?" grinned Fubuki as he held the cloth.
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"We should consider ourselves lucky that we got to escape the place. Normally, Coach Kudo would never concede to such a thing," Yuuya stated as he, Yuki and Tsukina walked on the side walk. Doing his habit of stroking his hair back, he was trying to start a conversation between his sister, their old friend and himself after fifteen minutes of total silence. After all, it had been 8 or 9 years tops since they drifted apart and away from each other when she suddenly disappeared one day. Nobody knew the reason why but they did. But let's just say that she was on a very long, long trip and that she never returned after that for 8 or 9 years. After all, being a spy was tough. Whoever said that it would be that easy?
It had been 8 or 9 years. They had no contact from each other of whatsoever to each other's lives for a very long time. Yuki had thought that the twins' were dead. She had thought the same for Yuuya too after one mission. Yuuya hid from his own sister to protect his own identity and give himself a leap hole to survive. Tsukina, on the other hand, took it as it is. She believed they were dead and she knew that the people she loved were gone and that they would never see each other again or that the promise they made that day would never come true.
They all did it or said it. But it doesn't mean that it didn't hurt.
A life of a spy was hard. Being an assassin was no different. But what difference does the name give? Being a spy or an assassin would mean just killing people, anyway. They're people who are sent to do things in a fast and swift manner without a flaw. They are sent to kill people against their own accord. They're spies in top shape and ability. And lastly, they're people who never knew much about themselves…Because they themselves forgot how it was like to live the way they want to live.
They are all these but…
"Lucky doesn't fit it, Agent BlackSoul," Tsukina replied coldly. "But we should never reply on it. Relying on anything but yourself is considering yourself weak. And you know what the world needs. People who are strong. The weak ones never survive." Silence. Then, he told her that she doesn't have to call them by their codenames.
"You could just call us Yuki-chan and Yuuya-kun, you know. Just like the good old days," he told her with a sad smile.
Tsukina didn't bat an eyelash. "Never on protocol. Know your situation, Agent BlackSoul or you might put your life in danger. Codenames are needed as to protect your identity and your own life. If you ever had the situation of your identity being discovered, at least you have your codename to be your protective cover."
Silence. Then, they passed by some kids playing soccer. They laughed and ran around, kicking the ball around and around. Yuki smiled. That feeling was so nostalgic. It gave her that warm fuzzy feeling inside of her that she never felt that much. She looked at Yuuya and Tsukina. Their faces were hard as stone.
"Oh no! The ball!" one of the kids cried. The ball sailed over to the trio's feet and stopped right there. A little boy ran over to get it as Yuki picked it up. "Here. Take it," Yuki replied and handed the ball to him. He bowed and thanked her for her kindness and left. She smiled again and sighed. How bittersweet memories could be. You could always wish for it to come back but they never do. They're just there, in a certain space where you could pick them up and just remember and look at them again and again. Truly bittersweet.
"You still remember the promise you made, don't you?" Yuki asked Tsukina softly.
Silence again. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Yuuya clenched and unclenched his fists. But he kept his cool. There's nothing he would get if he started a fight because of a tiny issue.
Tsukina stared blankly at the children. She began to speak. She answered that she never knew what Yuki was talking about because those memories of the past was history. She buried all of them somewhere in herself where she could never find or reach them but she always failed. Whenever she did try, there was just one thing that she couldn't forget, no matter how much she tried or how much she wanted to.
"What is that?" Yuki asked.
She looked hesitant to tell them but she sighed. She looked them straight in the eye and told them softly. "I'm…not-I never forget or abandon any promises I make. I will fulfill them according to what is right at any cost, "she replied softly.
Suddenly, the siblings' Ipod started to jingle. They took it out of their pockets and fingered the screen.
"Agent BlackSoul and White Rose, go to the Fubuki household ASAP. Bring Agent YueHai Chan with you. The Ace is after Fubuki Shirou once again and Fubuki-kun, unfortunately, has left the school grounds to get back home. He is in utmost danger?" Yuki shrieked nearly pulling her hair off.
"We have to get there pronto!"Yuuya snapped and shoved the Ipod in his pockets.
"But what about the base?" Yuki asked.
"We don't have time for that!" Yuuya shot back and hailed a taxi cab on the street. But to no avail, the cabs didn't stop. Impatiently, he dashed away in the speed of light and left his younger sister and his childhood friend behind.
Damn it! If we don't make it in time, who knows what will happen to Fubuki?, he thought as he ran. The horrible thought of what could happen next only made him ran faster. The Ace might hurt him or send men to kidnap him or worse…even kill him.
Whatever. All that matters is that he needs them and they need to get there ASAP. It's all that matters now, no doubt.
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Fubuki sighed softly as he walked inside the quiet walls of his house. His sneakers made loud, squishy noises as he trudged inside through the kitchen door. Water dripped form the tips of his soft gray hair and he felt the cold seeping in through his skin but he didn't give a mind to the stinging water. He sighed. Normally, on any other day, he would have broken in to the house just fine. After all, he had keys.
But today, oh no. It was NEVER an ordinary day today. Today, he found out that somewhere in his brain, his memories were stored there. Bad news, he doesn't have an idea on how to get them back but through this. Two, he escaped like a fugitive out of a school's dorm bedroom window using curtains, bed sheets, blinds and a couple of towels torn and tied together a few feet of the ground. In short, he finally realized how it felt like to escape the state prison and that he finally gained a new fear of heights. Maybe next time, he won't make fun out of lunatics ever again and people who hate sky towers.
3. He HAD to forget. IT WAS POOL CLEANING DAY! He had to sneak in the back. After hiding behind some shrubs and confirmed that no one was in sight, he quietly creeped towards the patio. Then, the maid had to show up when he was a corner near the pool with umbrellas. In a desperate attempt to not be found, he and Adelai dove straight into the chlorinated water and hid themselves under the umbrellas underwater. Fortunately, she stayed only for a few short seconds and that didn't give much problems. So much as long as he could enter the house with no one seeing him, he was fine with that.
"Well, it could've been worse," Adelai comforted him.
"Oh, really? As if today's activities were anything in the lines of good, better and best," Fubuki grumbled as they entered the ballroom. He stood near the stairs and somewhere between the kitchen door.
"At least no one saw us."
"We broke out of the school and you're a ghost. How could that be not what you said?"
"You took an early bath. That's good."
"Oh, please! I'd rather take a shower at Niagara Falls." The brunette stifled her giggles. Fubuki started to laugh at his own comical humor as well. "Okay, maybe I won't shower anymore, you're right about that," he stated as he placed a hand on his head. His eyebrows furrowed when he felt something on his head. He pulled out a dried leaf from his head and looked at it. He sniffed his underarms and sighed. Adelai burst out laughing.
"Hahaha. Very funny," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes at her. Then, he spotted something at the corner of his eye. He caught his breath. He didn't move a muscle.
There he is. He couldn't believe it. The boy with the pink hair. He was there, looking exactly how the flashback this morning appeared. The boy smirked at him and walked up the ballroom stairs. The air suddenly grew so cold, Fubuki thought he would freeze. Even as a ghost, Adelai was filled with fear and anxiety as well.
The boy's soft footsteps echoed solely throughout the entire room in a slow, deathly, manner. Fubuki and Adelai froze. They didn't dare breathe. They followed him eyes only. Whoever this person is, there's one thing for sure. Whoever he is, this guy's not human.
After some time, the mysterious boy finally reached the balcony and gave them his signature smirk. In a blink of an eye, he vanished.
"Wait!" Fubuki screamed but was sileneced. He ran up the stairs and left Adelai behind. He studied the steps. "He's still here! The guy's still here!" he yelled.
"How do you know?" Adelai asked.
"I don't know why or how but his footsteps are still present. It's weird enough but something else makes it weird beyond so many levels." He bent down and touched one of the footsteps. "There's ice or snow everywhere he steps. It isn't even snowing or anything. This just makes it interesting." Then, he took off once again, following the footprints leading to an unknown hall with a dead end. This was just a simple hall but the lights were broken which made it dark.
There has to be something in here. Like a hidden door or something, he thought deeply. Finally, Adelai caught up with him. "So, where is he?" she asked.
"Anywhere but with me," he answered. He bent down and crawled upon his knees and searched for anything particular in sight. "Adelai, help me out, will you? If you see anything different, let me know, got it?"
"Roger," she replied. "Hey, I'm on to something!" She felt a crack onto a side of a wall. She felt it with her fingers and tried to pry it open with her nails. But the crack remained shut, leaving Adelai defeated. Luckily, Fubuki's room was near enough from this hall so they grabbed a hammer and a chisel on his work table and pried it open again. "Wait, why do you have these in your table?"
"Because."
"Well, you know what? It really seems to amaze me on how you can find your stuff even if the situation is hectic or when your room is a mess."
Fubuki smiled. "Well, sometimes, being messy is just the best way to be organized." And he continued to pry on the crack for sometime. But unknown to the two of them, there was a dark figure outside watching them from the garden. He was in black and he hid himself in the shade of a tree. Staring at the large window, he clutched the shiny silver dagger in his left hand and moved swiftly as shadows.
His green eyes darted around the surroundings quickly checking for anyone who might be able to see him. Left. Right. No one was there. It was horribly silent. Then, he went on his way.
"Not so fast, Intruder!" The dark figure looked behind him but was too late. Agent BlackSoul struck him in the neck and twisted his arms and placed them on his back. The black-haired boy placed a dagger on his neck. Agent WhiteRose kneed the intruder in the stomach and aimed a gun at him. He coughed out a little blood and gasped for air. He crumbled powerless down to the Aoi siblings and they placed their weapons on him.
"Where is he?" Agent WhiteRose interrogated him as she positioned herself to click the trigger. The intruder sat still, not making a single sound.
"Answer the question!" she barked at him.
"Agent WhiteRose, that's enough!" Tsukina stopped her. The white-haired girl looked away and bit her tongue. Her long strands of shiny white hair covered her face. But even though Yuuya or Tsukina didn't get to see what was really going on there, they could feel the hate and anger in her eyes.
"Listen up, scumbag, where is he?" BlackSoul pressed in on him to get more answers. The enemy simply glared at them with his emerald and smirked. SHWICK! BlackSoul grunted as he fell on the ground. "ONIISAN!" WhiteRose screamed. BlackSoul grunted again. Dammit! He sprung a trap on me!, he thought as he wriggled in the wires that bound him in place. Agent Yue Hai heard something beep.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Oh my Gosh! Get BlackSoul outta there! It's a time bomb and it will go off in about 60 seconds!" YueHai warned as WhiteRose ran to BlackSoul's aid. Meanwhile, the intruder had broken free of BlackSoul's hold and he dashed inside the house. "YueHai, he's getting away!" WhiteRose yelled. YueHai sprinted towards the back door but the intruder locked it from the inside. "Damn it!"
"YueHai, we have 50 seconds before the time's up! I'm not good at killing bombs but you are!" WhiteRose suggested. "I'll go after him while you try to kill the bomb, deal?" YueHai stared at her with her amethyst eyes. It's not like she had any other choice…
"40 SECONDS! 40 DAMN F****** SECONDS!" BlackSoul singsong yelled as he looked at the digits counting off one by one. YueHai looked at her. "Give me those wire cutters."
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A/N: Sorry for the long update! Please forgive me and please review!