(me) thank you for the review greensapphire. My one and only reviewer, only one review for the story that was so good:::cough cough! cough cough:

(numbuh 4) Oi do you have a cold or sumetin?

(me) :smacks forehead: Yes a cold... Just got another review! And there will probably be hinted 3/4.

Numbuh 1 plopped down onto his bed. He was hoping he would easily fall asleep, but thanks to good old Murphy (A/n Murphy's law) he couldn't. He kept thinking about how Numbuh 5 had her arm around him. The thought made him blush slightly. He always thought of Numbuh 5 as a younger sister, and he did everything he could to make sure she (or anyone else on the team for that matter) got hurt. But the closer and closer his twelfth birthday came, the more and more he began to see her in a new light. He saw her as he used to see Lizzie.

'Lizzie,' he thought. Of course he had his girlfriend and shouldn't think about another girl like that but Lizzie was a Elementary School crush. Numbuh 1 chuckled at the term Elementary School Crush. When he was younger, first starting in Sector V, he came up with a theory about crushes. He couldn't understand why people got them or how it felt so he created the 'School Crush' theory.

First, there was the Elementary School Crush (E.S.C. for short). An E.S.C. was the holding hands and the peck on a cheek type, these normally didn't last in Middle School. Then, there is the Middle School Crush. An M.S.C is someone you like a LOT but you couldn't never picture marrying, but you will go to movies, hug, kiss (never make-out), and other couple things. These normally ended after your first year in high school. Finally, there is High School Crush. A H.S.C. is someone who you go...all the way with and you can picture marrying. These marriages normally end up being divorced and the mother who is probably in her early twenties is stuck with a new born baby. Then there is a person you love and can see spending you're whole life together.

He sighed. He felt Lizzie was a cross between an E.S.C. and an M.S.C. He knew he should break up with her, but he didn't have the heart to tell her. Then there is Numbuh 5. Numbuh 5 is someone he could picture spending his whole life with and love every second of it! But he dreaded the dreaded Decomissioning Day. He knew on D-Day most people confessed there love, but that is pointless because no one will ever remember it. So he was determined to tell Numbuh 5 before his 12th birthday, that way if she feels the same they could spend a year together. Soon Numbuh 1 was blissfully asleep with dreams of Numbuh 5.

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Numbuh 1 awoke and looked at his watch. 5:00 AM. He groaned. He went to bed around 5 the night before so he got a minimum of twelve hours sleep, twelve hours that could have been used working. He tried to fall back asleep but it was useless. He was up and when he's up there is no going back to bed.

'Oh well might as well work on those papers for Numbuh 362,' he thought. He got up and lazily made his way over to the shower. He stripped down (A/n Squee! sry) and took a look at his reflection in the mirror. He was actually quite shocked at what he saw. 'Whoa, wake up call from puberty!' He thought. He muscles were definitely toner, and he had a few pimples forming on his face. But the most noticeable thing was his bloodshot eyes and the bags under his eyes. Of course he hadn't been getting as much sleep as he should of but didn't realize he was that tired. he shrugged it off and hopped into the shower.

After his shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and headed off to start boiling water for his eggs. He didn't think that anyone would be up so he didn't think twice about going out with just a towel on. And he was right, the tree house was quiet, eerie quiet. He put a pot of water on the stove and then headed back to his room to change. He was about ten feet from his bedroom when he heard someone clear their throat. He turned around to see Numbuh 5 leaning up against a wall looking at him.

"Uh...hi...Numbuh 5," Numbuh 1 said his cheeks turning dark crimson.

"Whoa Numbuh 1, you've been workin' out," Numbuh 5 said grinning and Numbuh 1 looked like a tomato from blushing. Numbuh 5 mentally was laughing so hard. She purposely said that to make him blush, but deep down she knew it was true and it made her blush.

"Um...thank you," his voice went really high on the 'you'. "Uh...I'm gonna get changed." He ran into his room faster then a speeding bullet. Numbuh 5 finally was able to start laughing. She had to lean up against the wall to hold her up. She kept picturing Numbuh 1's red face in her mind and it made her laugh more. She headed back to her room to save Numbuh 1 more embarrasement.

'Damn, damn, damn,' Numbuh 1 thought. 'I can't believe she saw me!' He couldn't believe his foolishness, going out in just a towel. But the other half of him was jumping for joy. 'She thought I've been working out!' That part of him thought, but he forced that other part of him into the back of his mind. He threw on his trademark red sweater and cargos and headed to check on the water. Luckily for him Numbuh 5 was no where to be seen, but Numbuh 4 was sitting down at the table eating cereal.

"Who are you and what have you done with Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 1 asked sarcastically as he made himself breakfast. Numbuh 4 answered with a puzzled look. "Well the Numbuh 4 I know is never up before 9 o'clock, nevermind 6." In response Numbuh 4 flung some cereal at Numbuh 1 who ducked and laughed. Numbuh 2 walked in.

"Hey Numbuh 1...whoa Numbuh 4 you're up before the sun!" Numbuh 2 said and Numbuh 4 mumbled something under his breath, but Numbuh 1 was sure it wasn't exactly 'polite'. Numbuh 2 stole the cereal box from Numbuh 4 and poured himself some as Numbuh 5 walked in. Numbuh 1 blushed and didn't make eye contact.

"Has anyone seen Numbuh 3?" Numbuh 1 asked and starting eating his hard-boiled egg.

"Yea I peaked in 'er room," Numbuh 4 said and the other three grinned at each other, "she is still fast asleep."

"Boy, I do NOT getcha!" Numbuh 5 said sitting down. "I know you're crushing on her, so does Numbuhs 1 and 2, and so does the whole Kids Next Door, except for Numbuh 3! Just tell her!" Numbuh 4 blushed immensley.

"What are ya talkin' about!" Numbuh 4 said. "I don't..."

"Numbuh 4 everyone knows you like her," Numbuh 2 said with a moutful of cereal.

"Well, maybe a lil'," he mumbled.

"Then tell her!" They shouted.

"Jeez sillys!" Numbuh 3's voice came from the doorway and Numbuh 4 paled. "Whats with all the shouting?" Numbuh 1,2, and 5 were biting their lips to stop themselves from laughing.

"Uh..Numbuh 3," Numbuh 4 said and Numbuh's 1, 2, and 5 took their leaves and ran out. They closed the door and then they put their ears to their door.

"Numbuh 1 move your leg!"

"Well Numbuh 2 I could if your arm wasn't in my way!"

"Would both of you shut up Numbuh 5 can't hear anything!"

"Uh...Numbuh 3, I mean Kuki," Numbuh 4 said.

"Yea Numbuh 4?"

"Uh well, I...I like you," he said.

"Oh Wally I like you too!" Numbuh 3 said.

"Really!"

"Of course! You're my best friend!" Numbuh 4 smacked himself in the face and groaned.

"Thanks Kooks."

"DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN ALERT! DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN ALERT!" The alarm system wailed.

"Kids Next Door, Battlestations!" Numbuh 1 yelled rushing in.

(me) hoping they werent to OOC.

(numbuh 1) What was with the 'Squee' when you wrote stripped?

(me) um...bye!

(me) thanks golde for the review and to aninomous (yes i spelled it wrong I know, inside joke) oh well i'm to lazy to change it.