A/N I am soooooooo sorry. I am a horrible updater. I'm not even going to waste my time with this so on to the story! (Extra long chapter!)

Story note blue and white still traing blah blah blah. . . End of November.

Cry's POV

Gold looked at me absolutly stunned. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I totally made the wrong move. He just reminds me so much of HIM.

Flash back- 6th grade middle school dance.

"Isn't he just the hottest?"

"I know! I wish he would ask me to dance!"

"So does every other girl in the whole middle school!"

I didn't need to ask who they were talking about. It was obvious. Only one guy in the entire school could cause this much commotion. Of course all the girls had been making puppy dog looks at him from the first time he set foot on campus. The weird part is no matter how slutty they dressed or how much make up they applied nothing lasted more than a couple of days. She he would look like any other guy but he seemed to get bored. As he walked his way over to his group of friends the eighth grade girls were practicly throwing themselves at him boobs first. He smiled and reacted (who wouldn't!) but always moved forward in a matter of seconds. Then his course changed. He headed to the group of seventh grade girls immediatly to the right of me. The ones I was eavesdropping on. I could hear them giggling and notice them unbuttoning their top three buttons. he smiled but kept walking. He was a few feet away from me and asked:

"Do you want to dance?"

I was about to ask what he meant because the Harlem Shake was playing but all of a sudden a slow song came on and he smiled that beautiful white smile. He held out his hand and I took it. It felt more like a dream than reality.

"I... I'm not a very good dancer," I was trying to explain but he cut me off and said in a perfectly confident voice:

"Easy. All you have to do is follow."

Then he flashed me that gorgeous smile and I knew that it would be hard for me to stop following. The dance felt like hours and seconds all at the same time. It seemed like I was in his arms forever but I had to leave them all to soon. However he didn't let go of my hand. He led me away and out a door. Suddenly I was all to aware it was just the two of us.

"Crys," he whispered. And just him saying that sent shivers down my spine.

I automatically looked down at my shoes. Anywhere away from those piercing. . .

I couldn't picture his eyes! The flash back consumed me again.

He gently caressed her head back up to look at him and he kissed her. Her first kiss. And it felt perfect. This had the same effect on me as the dance did. It took forever and no time at all at the same time.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.

I didn't think, I didn't dout, and I definatly didn't hesitate.

"Yes!" I practically squealed.

In just a span of less than twenty minutes I went from being a nobody in the entire school my only friend being my next door neighbor who was the only one nice to me to being the girlfriend of my best friend. Relief seemed to fill his face. And that smile that I loved came back out. The rest of the dance was a blur between kisses and dancing and jealous looks from other girls. I thought nothing could ruin this night. I was completely wrong. When the dance was over we said good bye and he promised he would see me tomorrow. Then we went our separate ways. That was the last time I ever saw him. He disappeared without a trace. His parents, the police, everybody looked and nobody found him. He was gone leaving me an empty promise.

Present

After that day I went into shock. I denied that part of my life and threw myself into my studies. I wouldn't/ couldn't look at another guy again. The worst part is that I can't remember his face or name. No matter how hard I try it's always fuzzy. After the day after the dance grief and shock overcame me and the result was forgetting him. I wouldn't eat or drink and was in a depressed state. I was hospitalized and given antideppresents. Finally after months of work the doctors kept me alive and the antideppresents did their work. The only two scars of the endeavor was an infixable heart and never being able to remember him. I know it sounds stupid and I was only in sixth grade but we had been best friends since we could walk. Sure he flirted with other girls but he also protected me from their jibes. He was there for me when no one else was. And suddenly he wasn't there either. I stood there staring at Gold and realized I wade a huge mistake. I did what any sensible person would do. I ran. And tears started streaming down my eyes leaving a bewildered Gold.

Blue's POV

"Come on White! Just one more!"

"That's what you said five laps ago!"

"But I mean it this time."

"That's what you said three laps ago!"

"Fine we can stop for the day."

The brunette's face lit up and a huge smile broke out across her face.

"Really? No extra push-ups or sprints?"

"I wasn't finished yet." I smiled evily to myself. "We can be done for forever. . . If you can get Black to ask you to the Christmas festival AND New Year's dance. Then your training will be complete."

White's face went from happy to excited to suspicious.

"What does this have to do with my training?"

"Oh White if only you knew. I have big plans for you. Remember the deal. He asks. You're off the hook." Then I took my leave very mysteriously I thought to myself with satisfaction.

White's POV

Big plans? What the Hell is that suppose to mean? On the plus side the work outs completely transformed my appearance. What was once a kind of almost translucent white skin is now a very nice shde of tan. That little bit of chubbyness both around the waist and on her face was gone. Her figure now resembled a woman's rather than a girl's now. In short, she was in the best shape of her life. The training also gave her fitness and stealth to match a ninja not to mention all the theiving lessons that have been drilled into her. Then the thought came. I haven't spent anytime with anyone other than Blue for the pass 3 months! I gathered up all my things and ran to the agency. On my approach there I knew something was different. There was another presence. The old White wouldn't have noticed but the new one did. I'm not talking about Black's presence. His has always been there. There was a girl's presence. My training kicked in. I carefully lowered my head onto the door so as not to make a sound.

"Yeah, I havn't seen her much. I'm getting a little worried." That was Black.

"The more time we have together then." That was the mystery girl."

"I guess but I haven't heard from her since around Thanksgiving and a long period of time before that.

"I'm sure she's fine. Now are we going to go or what?"

"Sure I'll go. A trip to the park is what I need right now. I've been behind this counter for so long. I could use some fresh air."

White realized that they were about to go through the door where she was listening. She quickly sprung into action and hid behind a rather large potted plant. Black walked out with another girl who even White had to admit was very pretty. She was holding his arm as they walked out the door. Naturally she followed them unnoticed. Things just got a lot more complicated.

Blue's POV

Damn. The traing with White took more time then I thought it would. 3 freaking months without planning ANYTHING! Of course I had to start right away by setting White after Black. However, I had a lot of work to do before anyone was going to make any type of play for their not so secret crushes. First things first. I need an accomplish. And. I knew exactly who to call on.

A/N I'm soooooo sorry for the delay. My life has bee so busy with grades, hoco, and sports. Plus the end if the quarter is coming fast. So idk how often I'll be able to post.

Until next time

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Peace!