Oh. My. Gosh. It's been a year...or so...hehe, but I told you that I'd finish, so I will, actually I'm not sure if I told you that or not...but i will, not matter how long it takes. But anyways...I am SO SO SO SO SO VERY SORRY! There's no excuse...sigh. But to make up for it, there's a really really really long chapter. And the next one should be coming soon because it's Christmas break and I should have more time AND I'm actually excited about this next part :) I really was dreading writing so much description and backstory :P I just want to get to her going to school! But I forced myself through it, so for those of you who are still following this story. HERE YOU GO!

Disclaimer: I still do not own POT.

(Azumi POV)

Sometimes I wish I had a soundtrack to my life, if only because I like the Mission Impossible theme song and anyone could see how that would be appropriate for 90% of my life. Currently, that statistic would hold very true as I snuck past another sentry that overlooked the racetrack and made my way to the central building at Imei.

I had extensive knowledge of the Imei security system, having had to upkeep it at times myself. The way detentions worked at our school was that you were dropped in front of a dozen computer monitors that you had to stare at…for hours…and hours…and hours. It was pure torture, first of all because it was sooooo boring. Secondly, you couldn't drop your guard for a second, which made it absolutely exhausting. Third, staring at a screen that long made my eyes hurt and start having flashbacks of watching Digimon with Ryoma until the early hours of the morning.

I gave a sigh of satisfaction as I reminisced, what a good show, erm , I mean brother.

The central building was only 50 feet away, but I was going to have to make a straight run across the courtyard, that was just wide open space. No obstacles. In spy terms, no safety. It was still dark enough that it was possible that no one would see me, but my instincts were on red alert and screamed at me not to run across. I don't know about you, but having voices scream in your head is not at all a pleasant experience. Not only that, but they're pretty hard to ignore, darned little blighters. But thankfully as a natural rebel, I had little problems shutting them up and sprinting headlong from the inner wall to a side door of the building.

After jiggling the handle slightly, I cracked the door open just slightly, and peeked in. I checked my watch. It was 4:32am, and I knew that the guards were on 5 minute touring duties. They began at the west end of the floor and worked their way to the east end in 2 and half minutes and then back to the west end, completing their 5 minute cycle. This side door was approximately one third of the way between the west end and the east end, meaning that the guards had just passed and I had around 2 minutes and 30 seconds to make it to the stairwell. Complicated, right? Just remember to pay attention when you start doing story problems in math, it comes in handy in situations like these. Because you never know when you'll have to calculate the frequency of the route of sentries in a highly classified teenage training facility. Hey, it happens a lot alright? …I saw that eyeroll…

I moved quickly, keeping low to the ground and staying mainly in crouches. I knew that it wouldn't help much, but I wanted to stay out of the eyeline just so that I might have that extra nanosecond before they recognized I was there, if I was unfortunate enough to have miscalculated. I say that it wouldn't have helped much because I was dressed in full black and the walls, floor and ceiling of Imei are stark, typical government institution white. I mean, it made sense, it made the school feel just that much more unwelcoming and also made trespassers easy to spot as they were normally dressed in full black.

Like me.

Greeeaaat.

Thankfully, though, I had no problems making my way to the stairway, and descending four levels where I knew they had the interrogation rooms. I was pretty sure that that was where Mochizuki was being kept, and if I knew Imei like I think I did (i.e. as a cold, calculated, unfeeling, monster), then I was pretty sure that Koga would be unconscious by now and probably in a holding room in the second underground floor. I would get Mochizuki first and then use his help to carry her to the stables.

The hallway of the 4th underground floor was narrow, just as I remembered it, in order to make prisoners feel more enclosed and suffocated. Imei really did think of everything to bring out the worst emotions in people. The more I looked around, the more I was disgusted to ever having been a student.

All the doors had windows and I peeked at an angle through all of them to see if they were unoccupied.

Nope, looks like a terrorist.

Oooh, a student being grilled…ouch.

Nope. Whoa, no way! The janitor from the third floor…I always knew he was trouble.

Bingo! Perfect, no one seems to be grilling him at the moment.

I cracked the door to the viewing room open just wide enough to fit and me and closed it soundlessly behind me. My hand reached for the handle to the interrogation room when I realized that I had no idea how to reintroduce myself to Mochizuki. I didn't even know why he was there in the first place, or even what he had been convicted of. I had just known that some of my team were in trouble and I had instinctively rushed to help them.

But I had not even stopped to ask…did they want my help?

I mean for all intensive purposes, according to them, I had killed Tsuneo, my right hand man in cold blood and then abandoned them.

From their point of view, they probably thought that I had either lost it, or gone all renegade badass, and totally disregarded their existence.

Mochizuki was our martial artist/gunman/all manner of destructive forces. I didn't stand a chance against him, if this came down to a fight, and if he thought I was who I thought he thought I was, then I was in deep trouble.

Maybe I should have rescued Koga first…at least she would be unconscious. I didn't really feel like having to explain my life story in between Mochizuki's fury shiver.

All that pondering had resulted in a half second hesitation with my hand still poised to open the door. Having weighed the cost, I turned the handle.

(Regular POV)

Fuji didn't consider himself creepy, or paranoid, or any of the number of things that people often accused a distrustful person. He just knew what mankind was capable of and cared enough to protect his friends from it. Inui had turned up no results on this Jukodo Ryuu, which was suspicious in and of itself, and then something, just something about the way he looked, reminded Fuji of…himself.

And if there was one thing that Fuji knew, it was to NEVER trust someone with the same mind as him. He used his genius for tennis and the occasional payback of anyone who gave his little brother a funny look. He, of all people, knew what he was capable of. And he didn't like his other mystery self hanging around his best friend, that was for sure.

After thinking quite hard about the subject, he finally decided that the best thing to do was to interrogate this new "trainer"…Fuji style.

(Mochizuki POV)

I finally figured out how they were going to kill me.

Boredom.

It was the cruelest and probably the most coldhearted execution style I had ever seen before.

Okay, so maybe I did have something to preoccupy my mind, but it sure as heck didn't help anything. It most definitely made everything about that much worse.

Koga.

She was on my mind, and not just because she was trapped somewhere in this cursed building, probably dying slowly of boredom too.

We'd always had this unspoken, bantering, flirtatious thing that went on between us. I would call her stupid and she'd call me an idiot and that was that, right?

But if that was all there was, then why couldn't I stop thinking about her?

What an awful, cruel form of torture…teenage angst. This was just below the belt.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the handle of the door start to turn and then stop. Hmm, a hesitation, ha! Maybe I scared off that stupid psychiatrist after all hehehe.

The handle then turned fully and the last person I ever expected to see, appeared from behind it.

Azumi.

The person who was the best leader, and the greatest betrayer of my teenage life. Of course, Koga and I always kept faith in her, but that didn't mean that she didn't have a lot of explaining to do.

She looked serious and didn't come fully into the room, probably because of the cameras, but made a series of hand motions for me to follow her.

It took me one moment to weigh my possibilities of: staying in this room, musing more about why Koga bothered me so much, or follow a possible traitor/murderer out the door.

Naturally, I chose the latter and followed her out of the room.

(Azumi POV)

I peeked out from behind the door, and signaled for Mochizuki to follow me. I didn't dare speak, as interrogation rooms are most definitely the places with the most surveillance in the whole of Imei high.

His facial expression went from one of frustration until he caught sight of me, which went from surprise, to relief, to suspicion all at once. Nevertheless, he followed me out, which more or less I took to be a good sign. If I got the ball rolling on this whole escape thing, then I was pretty sure that Mochizuki valued getting out of Imei more than an immediate explanation.

We met each other's eyes, when he came out and had a very short eye conversation that went something like:

"You'd better know what you're doing"

"Trust me, Mochizuki. I'll explain later, I promise."

"Damn straight! Where's Koga?"

"Follow me."

And with that out of the way, I once again punched in stealth mode, with Mochizuki close on my heels. It felt so good again, to lead even a part of my team. To be part of something so fluid and not need words. We were so used to each other that he could complement my movements exactly to both enhance stealth and cover my back.

We made our way without event to the second basal floor where prisoners were kept. It looked like an exact replica of one of our dorm floors, which was probably done on purpose to first put us off our guard, as this was our normal home, and also to confuse anyone not familiar with the building layout.

Unfortunately, now it was guess and check time. I had no idea which of the rooms Koga was being kept in, and I could feel Mochizuki sense my hesitation.

One thing that I knew was that Koga's room would be totally silent, as she would be trying to conserve energy, or she could already be drugged to be asleep. Either way, her room would seem unoccupied. That eliminated several of the rooms as I could tell that the prisoners being held in them were either holding a rave, going mad, or were watching a very loud horror film. I could guess which one it really was, but decided not to think about it.

Mochizuki, was cocking his ear, as though he could actually hear something that would tell him where Koga was. He looked kind of silly actually…but we needed to hurry.

Suddenly, we heard a soft thud, like someone had fallen but semi-caught their fall. Mochizuki, moved like lightning to the door of where it came from and after working some of the fastest lock-pick magic I had ever seen, cracked the door open.

I motioned for him to stop, thinking that it couldn't be Koga, but didn't want to speak and give away our position. That was the problem with motions. They were easier to ignore. But before I could stop him I caught a glimpse of the room in front of him.

Laying on the ground, hand outstretched towards a leaking water bottle, was Koga.

I glanced over to Mochizuki, whose face contorted once again with amazing speed from surprise, to relief, to utter horror.

I moved to pick Koga up and motioned for him to take her other side, but he just stood there frozen.

Whoa.

Halt. Stop. Rewind.

What? First of all, Mochizuki was one of the MOST fidgety kids that I had ever met. Second, we were trained from the age of 1 to have nothing shock us. Were this a real mission, WHICH I WANTED TO REMIND MOCHIZUKI THAT IT WAS AND TIME WAS OF THE ESSENCE, a freeze would mean letting down the entire team and perhaps jeopardizing everyone's lives.

For him to stand frozen like that, I didn't understand.

And then it hit me, he didn't know that Imei would try to knock her unconscious. As team leader, I was privy to all our team's weaknesses, even the ones that they kept most sacred and guarded. Mochizuki wouldn't know about Koga's weakness to tell the truth in her sleep. He must think that they'd poisoned her. That would explain the horror and fury gathering behind his eyes. But we had to keep moving.

I made a motion, like what-are-you-doing-standing-there-she's-really-heavy-HELP-ME! (and yes, there is a universal hand motion for that). Okay, so maybe I just gave him an exasperated expression and shifted Koga's weight, but he got the hint and came to her other side, still with a steely glint and fury raging behind his eyes.

We moved as quietly as we could, making sure to avoid cameras and patrols, and as we walked, I tried to tilt Koga's face toward Mochizuki so that he could feel that she was breathing normally. Though, it was quite difficult considering he was 6-foot and I was somewhere around….sigh 5 foot 6, which made carrying Koga more than a little lopsided. After we came outside, I could tell that he was much more relaxed, then he had been, though concern and anger still shown through.

Checking my watch, I saw that it was 4:45am and it was beginning to become light. This would make crossing the courtyard tricky, particularly with an unconscious person. I communicated to Mochizuki to take Koga piggyback style and we would sprint across the courtyard one at a time, which was much less conspicuous. It would be harder on Mochizuki, but it would be faster and we were almost to the horse stables.

He took her, treating her very delicately, almost as though…

Hmmm, another thought for another time. A prison break was not exactly the time to be thinking about possible romantic entanglements. Speaking of romantic entanglements, I wondered why Ryoma keeps teasing me about Tezuka…I mean he is insufferable, and I didn't really want him much as a friend, much less boyfriend. Ugh, my body gave an involuntary shiver at the term.

I snapped back to reality and realized that Mochizuki had already made his way across the courtyard and had been signaling me for quite some time…oops, my bad ehehe.

We made it safely to the horse stables and I chose my favorite, Shadowfax. Okay, so his name was really 148HFB, which was branded on his left flank, but I called him Shadowfax, because in my estimations, a horse named that should be black, not white, regardless of what J.R.R. Tolkien thinks.

I mounted, pulled Koga up as Mochizuki lifted her from below, and then settled in behind her.

I gave Shadowfax, a good squeeze between my knees and he bolted forward, leaving Imei behind in the dust.

(Koga POV)

I was having a wonderful dream, where my old team was all back together and instead of going on a mission, we got sent on a cruise where we could just relax. Such a foreign concept to all of us. But take a breather, just for the sake of bonding, and having fun. Actually watching a movie, instead of briefings or lectures tat talked about pop culture like a subject instead of an experience, or going through the day without a near death experience.

I was just at the part of my dream where we were playing in the pool on the deck when suddenly a storm broke out and the ship began rocking. Thunder, that sounded strangely like galloping, rumbled in the distance, but as I tried to shut my eyes and run away from it all, the louder the pounding continued.

As I became more aware, I could feel the jaunt of definitely a horse, and arms tightly wrapped around my waist.

Where am I?

What was the last thing I remembered before drifting off to sleep…

Oh yeah! I was at Imei and had just been drugged via a very deceiving looking water bottle!

The question still remained of, where am I now?

I opened my eyes slightly and looked around, a figure in black was in front of me, of whom I couldn't quite make out the face. I turned around just enough to see Mochizuki, with a determined and a strange emotion that I hadn't seen in him before, rage. Even though his face was close to mine, his mind seemed far away.

Then he noticed that I was awake and his expression softened, breaking into a smile, filled with relief it looked like. I felt a squeeze from behind from his arms that were keeping me from falling off of the horse. I was never that great with animals, machines I understand. People and animals…not so much.

I gave him a quizzical expression and gestured with my head to the rider in front of me, with which he replied a mischievous smile and a glint that said wait-and-see.

I shot him a frown and stuck my tongue out at him. If I had wanted to "wait-and-see", I wouldn't have asked…stupid Mochizuki.

He just proceeded to smile ever so irritatingly and changed his gaze to look ahead.

I followed his gaze to see that we were rapidly approaching the highway where a parked car was waiting for us.

Awesome. I could not wait to get off this wretched horse.

(Mochizuki POV)

Koga was fine! Yaaaaaayyyy!

Um, cough, I mean um…yay. I guess.

Shadowfax came to a halt at the guardrail between us and the car.

Azumi swiftly dismounted, as did I, and then helped Koga down. Azumi gave Shadowfax a hug around the neck and then a resounding slap on the rump which sent him running back home to his stables at Imei.

Come to think of it, that was actually pretty ingenious, using a horse to get back.

Not that I'd ever tell her that she actually came up with a good idea.

Azumi ran to the car, started the engine and I raced to take the passenger seat, but Koga beat me to it. Erm, I mean, I graciously allowed Koga to take the front seat, purposefully taking the backseat. Yeah, that's what happened.

I had almost buckled my seatbelt when I was flung forward, sideways, and almost out the window in less time than I had to process…

Ugh, I forgot about Azumi's driving.

Efficient, but deadly, that's what I'd call it. She nearly flunked the test at Imei for pursuit driving by almost breaking the windshield with the instructor's body as she accelerated "just a little too fast" as she put it. But she also completed it safely and in the shortest amount of time in Imei history, so she passed with an A-. She wasn't happy, but she didn't get to complain to the instructor because he quit and changed professions.

I really missed her.

But now was not the time to get all nostalgic, she owed us some answers and I could tell that I was going to have to do all the talking because Koga was too busy sputtering at realizing it was Azumi to say anything coherent.

Interrogation time.

(Azumi POV)

31…32…33…34…35…36…37 seconds was the amount of time that it took Koga to come out of shock when she caught a look at my face from the passenger seat.

"Azu-a-a-zum-az-a…"

And no came the sputtering. Sigh, I sure seem to be getting that a lot.

But I didn't mind because we were now racing away from Imei at 70mph, having made a clean getaway, so I was happy.

"Start."

I glanced back to see Mochizuki with crossed arms, laid back in the seat, with an expression that said "impress me".

"Okay, but first, Koga-san, will you stop stuttering…PLEASE. It's really me." I ended with a smile in her direction. I really was glad to see them both.

She stopped mid stutter at my smile and then her expression changed to a huge smile.

"AZUMI-CHAN!" she shouted almost throwing me into a hug, but then realized I was driving so stopped mid-air and retracted her arms. But the smile stayed, which made me glad.

"Yes. Explanation. Now."

It would seem that Mochizuki was all business. Well that was fair. I sighed before I began.

"Okay, first, exactly how much do you guys know? I'll fill in the rest."

Koga leaned forward. "We were told that you killed Tsuneo-senpai, and then that you fled Imei control. We really couldn't ask any questions. They were really that vague to us."

"I guessed as much, but if that's true, then why didn't you guys kill me on sight?"

Mochizuki's expression had not changed at all since he demanded I start. " We're asking the questions right now, who knows, we still might, you might get your questions answered if I like yours."

Koga looked back at him in shock and slightly disapproving. "What are you doing?" She whispered violently.

"Don't worry about it Koga-san," I saw her flinch at the change in honorific, but I didn't want to assume too close a friendship until I had explained or else I felt that Mochizuki would officially lose it. "I kind of deserve it."

Mochizuki gave me another eye message that said "Damn straight you do."

"When we were on the Kenya mission, you remember our instructions were to assassinate the drug lord who had been importing opium into Japan in hopes that he would be able to replicate an Asian opium war much like the one that destroyed China in the mid-19th century. When Tsuneo tried to get close by befriending his son, what you guys didn't know is that, he actually had a genuine friendship with him, his name was Akili. When we went in to take out the drug lord, Tsuneo and I agreed that he would save Akili before we blew his whole house. I should have told you guys, but I didn't think that it would put any hitch in our operation, and I wasn't sure how Nishimura-san would approve of it and I didn't want it reported to the headmaster. You both know how he feels about…things…like that."

I winced and Koga and Mochizuki nodded solemnly with knowing expressions.

"Anyways, we had a special channel on our earpieces and he was supposed to contact me when he had cleared the building with Akili. I didn't hear anything, and 5 minutes before we were set to detonate, I went in to see what was going on. I went into Akili's room to see Akili standing next to our headmaster with Tsuneo unconscious on the floor. I was so confused, so when he asked for my earpiece, I gave it to him. I thought that he was going to help Tsueno, or call for help to another team or something. I thought too well of his intentions." I said with a frown.

"But he took it and crushed it under his foot and then explained that this entire operation had been a test. A setup. Akili was an agent from the Kenyan embassy, and had been instructed to try and bate Tsuneo. Tsuneo had," I hesitated before spitting the next word, "failed, in that he had become too close to the enemy and then the headmaster offered me a choice. In his estimations, I had failed his little test too because I came back for Tsuneo, but I could turn around and walk out the door and order you guys to blow the building with Tsuneo in it and he would forget that I went back for him."

I stopped, I had try to suppress it all, all of the anger, and bitterness and hurt came welling back up. I didn't turn to look at Koga, who I could hear was already tearing up.

"I chose to fight him instead. He wasn't expecting it, so I was able to get the upper hand, but then he pulled out a knife and-"

I had to stop again. I was starting to tear up. Not good, but I couldn't abort now, Mochizuki and Koga deserved to know.

"As-as we were fighting…" I took a breath, "we came closer to Tsuneo, and the headmaster, h-he, he stabbed him." I said evenly, finally being able to control my voice.

" Right in front of me. I tried to stop him from doing it again, and save Tsuneo, but then Akili got a hold of me. I asked the headmaster why, and he said it was because I was too weak to do it. And then-" I sighed. "then, the next thing I remembered, I was laying outside the building, waking up to the sound of an explosion. The building. That's when I regrouped with you guys, but I was so shocked and needed time to process everything, so I didn't say anything. The next day, we flew back to Imei and the headmaster called me in and basically said that because I was too weak, he was going to have to end me too. So I left. And that breaks us pretty much up to today."

We had been sitting in the Echizen driveway for a good 10 minutes as I told the story just because it didn't seem right to get out in the middle, and we had arrived quite some time ago.

Neither Koga or Mochizuki made any move to get out. Koga, was looking very somber, and was no longer tearing. Mochizuki's look of skepticism had left him and his face remained blank as he seemed to try to be processing it all.

"Why didn't you tell us. Why. Why! We would have believed you, you know that! What kept you from telling us, really? All this time, we've doubted and it hurt Azumi, it HURT! And we could have been spared all that. Why didn't you trust us?" Mochizuki was really working himself up. I'd never seen him like this before, but something told me that he was more angry that, in a roundabout way I had put Koga in danger, and maybe just a little that I had actually betrayed them.

I remained blank and gave Koga a quick glance before saying, "I have my reasons."

Mochizuki finally made a move to get out of the car, "This is bullsh-"

"I know why." Koga said in a small voice.

Mochizuki stopped his move to leave, and gave her a quizzical expression. "What?"

"You don't have to tell him Koga-san." I said softly and placed a hand on her shoulder.

She gave me a little smile. "Yes I do, it's Mochizuki-chan after all, and if you don't mind Azumi-chan, it's –chan, not –san."

"Oh my gosh, is this girl stuff?" Mochizuki asked half-seriously.

We both laughed.

"No," replied Koga with a smile, "but it is kind of sensitive." Her smile dropped and Mochizuki's jovial attitude did as well.

"You know, our greatest weaknesses thing we get assessed for at Imei?" Mochizuki nodded. "Well, most people have stuff like, afraid of heights, or slower reactions then most, or allergic to bees. Mine…is a little bit more serious. I-I-I, I kind of can't keep a secret. Ever. The moment I fall asleep, I'll divulge anything that I know. In other words, if Azumi had told me all that had happened that night then-"

"Then the headmaster would have taken our whole team out. Because he would know that we knew and any chance of rebellion or secrecy would be lost." Finished Mochizuki.

"Yeah…" said Koga, putting her eyes down, ashamed.

"And if she had told all of us but you without telling us your weakness, then we would have been suspicious of both how true her story was and how loyal you were to the team." Mused Mochizuki, coming to the full realization.

"Yeah…" Koga looked as if she were about to cry.

"It's not your fault Koga, you can't help it." I tried to reassure her.

"That makes it worse." Koga said, looking at me sadly.

Mochizuki was silent for a while as we all just sat in the car before he broke the silence saying, "Does that mean that I can ask you if my jokes are funny when you're asleep?"

I laughed. Koga looked appalled.

"No! Absolutely not! But it doesn't matter, I honestly think your jokes are terr-i-ble."

"We'll see about that hehehe"

"Ugh, I knew we shouldn't have told him…"

"This is going to be soooo much fun!"

"Azumi-chan, help me!"

Boy, how I missed my team.

I glanced out the window just in time to see my mom walk out onto the porch to get the paper, when she glanced up and saw that there were indeed people in her car.

I rolled down the window.

"Okaa-san! Umm…I'm home. Surprise?"

(Guard POV)

Just a normal day right? I went to bring a prisoner some food around 6am, some girl named Koga, and okay so maybe I pick off some of the food off the plate before it gets to the room, but they're prisoner's right? They don't deserve anything. Any food at all is a bonus.

Anyways, I went down to see if she was there only to see the door open, which I reported of course, and that she was missing. Not my fault…

It's not like I was on duty at the time. But no, I'm all in hot water now about apparently two missing prisoners who I've never even seen and every guard who was on duty all night has been summoned back for questioning. Apparently these prisoners were a pretty big deal.

Not only that, but there was something else…something about how they think a renegade freed them? What was her name…uh, Azula? No, Az-, Az-, Az-something…um…um, oh yeah Azumi.

(Unknown POV)

"Mmhmm, yes, okay, uh-huh, I understand."

I hung up the phone.

It looked as though Mochizuki and Koga were safe. Well that was a load off of my mind. But, they're not sure by who's hand they escaped. I just have to hope that they don't make the connection lead back to Azumi. I think it's time for some more sabotage…

(Ryoma POV)

I don't like guests. They make Karupin all edgy. Or, if you're Ryuzaki, they make Karupin ignore me. Either way, it's a lose-lose situation.

Somehow my inane sister convinced Obaa-san and Okaa-san to adopt two strays from her secret agent school.

Mada mada dane.

I think they're going to school tomorrow too. Things are getting really interesting in this house. It'll probably get in the way of tennis. Tch.

(Azumi POV)

I returned to Tezuka's house by 7am, which I knew was much too late. I would have to have some excuse. I walked onto the porch and peaked over the windowsill into our…ugh, I hate the sound of that, um yeah, no way around it, our room to see if Tezuka was in there. He wasn't, so I climbed back into the room and French-braided my hair like a mad woman, pinned them back to my head, threw my wig on, put on the eyebrow and side-burn attachments and wrapped my chest.

I then, froze as I heard voices approach the room.

"Is he still sleeping?" I heard a feminine voice chime.

"I don't know." Came the ever-familiar solemn voice of Tezuka. "I haven't checked."

Score! So I could pretend to just be a slob who sleeps in too late. Wait…that doesn't sound as good as I thought it would.

"It's just about time for school and I made breakfast. You should get him up so he can start his first day off right." She continued cheerfully.

"Sa."

I quickly snuggled under the covers and did my best sleeping impression, which after years of practice, was actually quite good.

I heard soft padding into the room until they stopped at the screen.

"Jukodo-senpai, it's time for school." He said evenly.

Wow. He really thought that that pathetic attempt would wake me up. Now, I had to decide whether to play along and pretend that that had actually worked, or be realistic.

Eh, he can't be that perceptive, I'll just go along with it.

I opened my eyes slowly and feebly asked, "What time is it?"

"7:05."

"WHAT!" I pretended to be astonished and then ran around the house "getting ready".

I appeared in the kitchen, dressed in uniform, and spick and span.

"Good morning." I smiled cordially.

"Goodmorning." Tezuka's grandmother responded warmly. "I made breakfast, but I'm not sure if there's time."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I overslept," I said with actual remorse. It smelled gooood. "I'll be sure to wake up earlier tomorrow."

And with that Tezuka and I headed out the door to my next mission, something that I knew a lot and nothing about at the same time.

School.

There you go! Please review! Make suggestions, the plot is still relatively fluid, so if you make a suggestion then I might work it in :)