Disclaimer: I don't' own Codename: KND. I'm pretty sure an idea like this has probably been done… or something like that but does it matter right now? Didn't think so! And yeah I'd hate to say it but it won't be as humorous as it sounds but I'm not one to be too serious so stick around some humor will show up.

Operation 2: Miss you.

KND-

                I guess you could say I've been really selfish for not telling you sooner, and I wouldn't change that. In my mind I guess everything was meant to be happy and telling you good-bye would shatter our happiness. I guess if I could change anything I wouldn't. I was glad to be part of a team who understood me or something like that. I just wish I could be braver like Nigel, smarter like Hoagie, more intimidating like Wally, and cooler like Abby. Just remember that even though we will one day grow up to be the adults we fought day after day I won't stop missing you guys! While we may not be KND Operative anymore I will forever remember you guys as Numbuh 1, Numbuh 2, Numbuh4, and Numbuh 5. Who knows… maybe one day we'll meet again and until then we'll always be friends-4-Evuh. ^_^.

                                                                                                                -Kuki

He looked at the message on the back of the photo before turning it over to look at the photo. He looked at the picture so much he could recite the letter backwards in his sleep. Who knew that having her disappear like that would hurt him so much? He always knew he cared for her a bit more than the others in the group but when she mentioned moving all the way on the other side of the globe it almost tore him to pieces. He was afraid that maybe he had started to… love her.

"No, that's silly. Cruddy girl never stayed still or quiet for that matter." He said looking through the photos she left him.

It wasn't until he went home that night four years ago he had found several other pictures in the envelope. Each one had a special memory to him but only one could ever make him blush a bit every time he looked at it… even more so now that he was seventeen and hormones struck a nerve. It was a picture of one morning when she had been sent to wake him up.  For some reason he was refusing to do so, so she jumped on him bringing her face close to his ear… She had intended on yelling in his ear but he turned his face and his lips brushed hers taking her first kiss at the age of twelve. What a way to wake up… Sadly the only reason it wasn't his was when he had to cover for Nigel who was Numbuh one at the time and spent time with Lizzie while he slept for some important mission.

"Cruddy, girl…" He thought darkly looking out of his window. Across the street from his home were Nigel and Lizzie. He really disliked that girl especially now that they were older.

She and Nigel were seen together all the time nowadays and that had been the first thread to loosen on the bond of the ex KND operatives. Apparently Abigail had a thing for Nigel but he was so involved with Lizzie it easily went over his head and the girl began to deeply involve herself with music. Hoagie stayed around a little longer but eventually distanced himself when he joined a local band as a drummer… the same band ex operative 274 had joined as a bass player, much to his parents' dismay. That just left him, Wallabe Beatles.

"I don't know Kuks… but for some reason I could use the ray of light you always seemed to have." He thought looking at the address on top of his desk.  He sat down and picked up a pen hoping she still remembered the short blonde, who wasn't nearly as short anymore, with the bowl hair cut.

"Wally! Jenna's here!" His older brother said from the top of his stairs.

"Right… I'll be right down." He called out with his accent still as strong as ever. He looked at the paper and had gotten only as far as "Dear Kuki". A sigh left his throat as he snuck another glance at the picture of the two twelve year old in his room on his bed. 'If only she were here now, with you, on your bed, possibly a more passionate kiss…' his hormones prodded at him with ideas that never would've crossed his mind four years ago. He put the pictures in his desk drawer as well as the almost non existent letter and went downstairs. He quickly stood up pushing any memories of the girl aside and stuffing them away in a mental closet that was starting to become so full it might not close anymore.

"Hey, Wally." Jenna said making him cringe a bit. What was he thinking when he agreed to date the girl. Oh wait that's right… he wasn't. He just knew he had a void that needed filling and she was the first thing to agree to date him despite the fact she was a few inches taller than him.

"'ey, Jenna…" He said before calling out to his parent's. "Be back in a couple-a hours."

"I was thinking that maybe we should go to a party." Jenna gushed on. "Cuz like Marie Martinez's parents went away for the weekend and she's having this huge bash at her house and her pool will be open."

"OK…" he managed out before she continued to gush on about something that happened at the mall. Who knows but whatever it was, it didn't interest him, like most of her constant babbling. Yes, today would be the day he would break it off with her.

"I think it would put some focus in his life, dear." Mrs. Beatles said quietly as soon as Wally and Jenna took off down the street.

"But don't you think it's a bit rash. He's made it through most of his life just fine."

"Only because for ten of seventeen years he's had his friends to help control his temper… and for four of those years he hasn't quite been himself. I've stood and watched for four years and notice temper flares up over little things." The woman sighed.

"He's a growing boy of course he'll have a bit of a temper. It seems to me we don't have to worry about him off on the streets doing drugs or sleeping with every girl he meets. In today's world he could be doing a lot worse, honey. A temper is nothing compared to what he could be doing, bringing home pregnant girls."

"His last suspension was a final warning. If he starts another fight he could get expelled."

"Don't worry…"

"How can you tell me not to worry when school only started last month?!? They are carrying his warnings over from previous years." The woman was quickly growing angry with her husband. "And who are we to say he isn't out there doing drugs or sleeping with girls!! We're not with him all the time!"


"Jenna… We need to talk." He interrupted the little circle she had been in with her friends.

"Hi Wally…" The other girls smiled at him before leaving the couple to themselves.

"Talk to me about what?" She asked before the DJ played a new song.  "Oh, Wally, it's our song!!" She exclaimed grabbing his hand as if to pull him onto the dance floor but stood his ground and yanked her back.

"We need to talk now." His words were slow and serious. They were almost unheard by the girl. She walked with him inside the house and sat in a corner where a few couples had managed to leave unoccupied with their making out. Apparently Jenna got the thought in her mind he wanted to make out as well and tried to throw herself at him but he stopped her before she got close.

"What's going on Wally?"

"Listen, Jenna, You're a really nice girl but I don't think it's going to work out." He said.

"What?"

"I'm calling it quits. I just can't do it anymore."

"Can't do what?"
"Us… I just don't feel things for you like you may feel for me. I'm really sorry to say this but it's over."

"What?!?! After all the time I've spent with you?!?!" She began yelling. Wally knew this was coming and he waited for her to say something else but she hadn't. He figured she was done already and he stood to leave only to be tackled from behind. "Wallabe Beatles you are a jerk! For a while I was beginning to think it was me so I tried harder for you! Now I understand you've been cheating on me and instead of being a man about it you just take the easy way out and call it quits so should I ever see you and that whore you've been messing with it'll be as if you just moved on!"

"It's nothing like that!"  He stood a bit and she fell to the floor on her butt. He stood up straight and looked at her. "I don't know where ya get ya crazy ideas but there is no other girl on the side I just can't handle it anymore."

"So it is me…" She began to cry.

"It's not you it's me! Things are complicated in my life and I just can't deal."

"So I'm a complication?!?!" She started screaming.

"I didn't say that…" He touched her shoulder as if to calm her but she turned and swung at him.

"It was loud and clear I'm a complication and you can't handle it!"

"Jenna…" He grabbed her arms to keep her from hitting him. It wasn't his style to hit girls and he wasn't going to start now. She lifted her foot and kicked him in the thigh barely missing the target she was aiming for. She lifted her and dropped her onto the couch that was now empty. "It's over. I can't do a relationship at all right now." He said while in the back of his mind he was really missing Kuki right now… She'd probably handle the girl for him. "Tha's all nothing more…" He stood to walk away.

"Wally, I'm pregnant with your baby!!!" She screamed making him turn to look at her in shock.

"No you're not… you an' me never…" He started to say only to be grabbed by the throat of a taller blonde… Jenna's brother, Ryan.

"I warned you when you first got together with me sister small fry…"

"She's lyin'! Jenna and I never did anything like that." Wally then realized the attention was now on the whole scene. Who knew breaking up with an airhead like Jenna would be so hard… but not nearly as hard as Ryan's knee that crashed into his gut.

"Sorry, I forgot you aren't of regular guy's height… Next time I won't miss." Ryan attempted once more only to find it exceptionally hard to breathe at all and his grip on Wally's neck dissipated. Without warning a kick to the groin made Ryan groan out in pain.

"Next time you should worry about your sister more than whom she claims to be the father of her imaginary child." He turned to walk away but of course Ryan has friends who won't stand for that.

"Yes we've come to pick up our son…" Mrs. Beatles told the policeman.

"Name?"

"Wallabe Beatles." The woman said in a frantic. The policeman pointed down a hallway where she took quick steps to catch up with her husband's long strides. They got to a cell and saw the young man asleep on the small bed with very little cuts and scratches.

"What made you say such a stupid thing Jenna?"  A fatherly voice said.

"I don't know." The girl said pausing momentarily at the cell Wallabe was in. "Good riddance." She said walking of and behind her was her brother Ryan who looked like he got into a fight with a bat and lost. Shortly several other badly bean young men followed.

"Do you think Boot camp is too rash now?" She looked at her husband who was attempting to awaken his son.

"Kuks… I miss you." He mumbled.