Diclaimer: Not mine. I wish.

And you know what this means? The AU series is over! (cheers). It was getting to a point where I couldn't decide what to make them: modern-day spies or mermaids. I stuck with the first one (the second was just too awkward).

This one is not that AU, I mean, it fits with the plot, but the idea is so whacked...that I had to call it such. Enjoy.

Agent C-6, code named Kikumaru Eiji, was ready for the job.

He had gone through countless hours of physical training (shortened for him, because of athletic abilities), endured seventeen days of harsh, underground living, and studied criminal science until his eyes blurred when asked to perform chromatography and chorology.

His goal? Enter Seishun Gakuen as a tennis member, and then kidnap target Murasaki Sakuno. She was the daughter of a notorious crime boss in America, having been "transported" to Japan when she was very young. Her grandmother, Ryuzaki Sumire, was actually her foster parent, and Eiji's client had asked specifically to make sure that no one knew of Sakuno's real identity.

And so, he had enrolled in Seigaku when he was but twelve, waiting for the opportunity to prove his job's worth.

By some miraculous incident, his company had miscalculated the girl's age, and Eiji had entered two years early. Unable to change his identity (the boy had quite publically introduced himself at the first tennis club meeting), Eiji had stayed and hoped for the best.

And now, two and a half years later, he was on his first date.

With his target.

Eiji had tried not to feel too much attached when he had asked her to go out with him on a night to see the new movie, but he had to admit that he'd grown to like the girl. She was smart, cute, and comically clumsy. Hell, he had even made up that little cheer with her in that tennis battle against Rokkaku.

And so he didn't notice, as his mouth was pressed up quite close to Sakuno's, a small hand reaching into his pocket and snatching out his wallet.

As he went over the mission evaluation, Eiji discovered his ID card, a vital part to his success, was missing.

This girl, she was really something.

A/N: teehee! He got duped! It was really awkward (I jumped around a lot), but I think it's not as dark as the one's I've written before.

I haven't updated in a while, because I had this gigantic track team practice yesterday (THREE miles). You have to feel sorry for me. :(

Thank you for reading! Hope you submit a review!