"Hey, James!" She screamed as she slid down the massive staircase leading to the main control room where James often works. 

 "For goodness sake, Tsuya, quiet down will you? There are other agents in here, too," the older male perked up his glasses as he completely rejected her. His hands were still on the keyboard as he carefully examined the ginormous screen in front of him. His wavy golden blonde hair had been held back by a head band which had been lent to him by his apprentice a while ago. His slightly tanned skin had looked like it wrote sleep deprivation all over it. Tsuya had walked up behind him and took the head band off letting his shoulder length hair fall over his face, then she noticed a comical vein pop on his head.

 "Let him work Tsuya, he had a rough night," Izaak had arrived behind, taking the head band out of her hands.

 "Thank you, Izaak. I was just about to finish," eyeing her as he spoke. "Oh, and Tsuya dear, come with me, I have everything ready." He uttered the words with a smile, thinking she had been excited to hear.

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          "All the arrangements have been made. The task is to get to, and protect, from a far distance that is, the Global Japanese Import/Export company's founder, and CEO; Yaku Tokitomi." Flashing a middle aged man picture on the screen, short silky light brown hair and narrow light brown eyes were noted down. "An unknown mafia is trying to overthrow him to gain access, to ship anything or anyone around the world. Your task, on the other hand, is to protect his son; Yaku Morisuke, and get to Tokitomi from being with him. Tokitomi has quite the security and watch from over us as well. We have been taking track of who has been around his son and it seems like, they want to use Morisuke to get to the company and its CEO, his father." James said with a comforting smile, "we have been keeping a keen eye on him lately, because he's already been attacked by a man who seemed to be from the mafia group. If it wasn't for his friend, he would've been kidnapped, or worse, killed for ransom."   

 Ever since Tsuya had came to Los Angeles with James and Izaak from her home town, Miyagi, James had been her instructor and, most of all, an extremely good friend. He knew what she had been through because he had been through the same. As a child, he was recruited for his high IQ level, skill, and technique in different areas. His parents had been killed and he was left in an orphanage, where he got brutally tortured leading him to escape, and finding shelter here.

 "Your flight is after tomorrow. The files for everything you'll need will be in your room, so read them tonight. And there's no need for an alias, your going back to Japan, I know there are still people there who know you. You need not to worry about the topic, just be ... you." The older blonde beamed tenderly as he handed Tsuya the file he was reading. Walking out the door, another certain platinum blonde stood outside the door, smirking at her.

 "You heard that didn't you?" She asked him as they started to walk down the halls.

 "Pretty much," the voice spoke. "Whatcha' get?" He asked in a soft whisper, like what he was about hear was top-secret, as he walked up the staircase with her close by.

 "An import/export agency and his son. Mafia wants to use them. Probably drugs," she handed him the file as he looked through it.

 "Cool. But whoa- these guys are nasty; suicide bombing; 250 deceased, their leader overcame 3 companies so far; 12 deceased, and deceased confirmed with unidentified reason; 23. You sure you wanna do this? They've got too many-" he explained with a worried look on his face, "they seemed to be really secretive, too"

"Yeah, I have to. I cant stay here any longer. And anyways, a challenge is a challenge, I can't back down now!"

 "Wait, you're on this mission alone!?" Realization hit him, looking down at the file as he yelled aloud. "That's impossible, I'm talking to James. No way in hell-" storming off, she stopped him from the back of his hoodie.

 "Look, I'm going alone so I don't get caught, you moron. There are other agents on them as well; I'm only on the dudes son to protect him. If he's kidnapped, it'll probably be one of the biggest mafia breakouts. Do you know how big this company is? It's global!" Tsuya yelled back, stopping him from going back down, he tried shrugged her hand off him. Sighing, he came out of her grasp. "Fine"

 "Yes-!"

 "But on one condition ..."

 "What?" She asked back, clearly annoyed.

 "I'm coming to Japan as well. I won't interfere with the case... Just back you up. ya' know?" Izaak smiled as he placed the file back into her hands. Looking back at him, she smirked. "And anyways I haven't been back in a while"

 "Aha, so you just can't get enough of me, can you?" The black haired female slung her arm around his shoulder's, asking her question. "What the heck, go away" 

 "No-"

 "Get off me, retard!"

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        Thump. Tsuya flopped on top of her bed, sighing. She looked at her hands and realized she was shaking merely from excitement. Wow, just the thought of going back gives me the shivers. Guess I should check the files while Izaak isn't here. God, that guy has got issues, she chuckled at the thought. Tsuya picked up the file and turned to the first page, looking through it, acknowledging and memorizing all the tiniest of details. 

 Yaku Morisuke

 Sex: Male 

 Age: 17

 Height: 165.2 cm (5'5")

 Weight: 60.2 kg (132.7 lbs)

 Date of birth: August, 8th 

 Appearance: short; small build; short, light brown hair; big, light brown eyes

 Personality: nice, outgoing, smart, motherly, helpful, etc.

 The files went on about his father, mother, friends, teammates, etc. She knew it was going to be one hell of a ride to get to know someone like this. People like him are usually down right alarmed when they meet strangers. I need a plan...  Her thoughts full of motivation, until she remembered he's on the boys' volleyball team. Tsuya instantly checked if there was a girls team, but discovering there hadn't been one. She checked for position of manager, What a coincidence, bringing up a Junior and Senior main girls champ setter into for a boys team manager, this is gonna be fun!

 Instead of packing as early as she was told, Tsuya laid on her bed as she thought of the time here in school, all the fun with bullies and having only a few friends. Joining the volleyball team and becoming a part of that family, oh, how much she missed it. Her last year of high school finished a year ago, with her turning 17 just a few weeks in the past. Tsuya had to admit, she never told anyone that she had been extremely smart. She graduated high school before she turned 16, and told everyone she was moving to another country, and dropping out. Well, it was fun while it lasted, but- I've never been a third year in any sports team. She realized as she suddenly remembered the thought. 

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          Even as a part of the agency, they would send us to normal schools and tested our actual intellectual skill. Letting us choose our will freely beforehand. Telling us how we really are, they ranked us by skill and talent. The highest stayed in the agency and the others were taken abroad, only three were  selected out of our group; Izaak, another male older then both of us, and I. We had never seen him, though, we all knew about him. He was the youngest task force agent out there. When we were still training-

"Hey," came a voice disturbing my thoughts. A boy was gently knocking on the door, peeking his head through the little space. It was on of the younger new requites that were still in training. He had his trainee suit all ragged and dirty, and his brown hair twisted and damp with sweat and water. "Um, someone told me to give you these papers. They were left somewhere... I- they said it was for your mission," he spoke in a low voice as he came towards Tsuya and placed the sheets of paper in her hands.

 "Thanks a bunch!" She smiled at the boy, who happily returned it. Looks like that's the first smile he's seen in ages, he's cute. She thought getting out of her soft bed. Tsuya was about to put the papers down beside the files until the picture of another male sparked her interest. This is going to be interesting.