"I am impressed. Five and Eight hasn't seen each other for 17 years yet they still share the same braincells." He sighed.
"What do you know about the end of the world?" The Boy raised an eyebrow to the teenage girl who's wearing a uniform in front...
"Number Five." A woman smiled as she was greeted with an older Five, "Since you've been one of the greatest assasins here, I would like to offer you something." The Handler spoke as Five ignored her.
"I've noticed your locket with a young girl's picture. I was concerned for a minute but I realized it was a special someone, well from the past." This caused Five to turn his head on The Handler.
"Her name's Eight." He spoke, "We know, I've been actually stalking her in the monitor these past few days." Five sighed, "What's the offer now?" He asked.
The Handler chuckled as she lit a cigarette, "Let's just say that, you can see her again." Five's brow raised, "I- How?"
"The girl's been busy doing something she shouldn't be doing." The Handler started, "In that case we can bring her here. Offer her a job, become your partner." She smiled as Five shook her head.
"No, no, no. You can't involve her here."
"Well if that's the case we will prevent her from messing the timeline." Five sighed furiously.
. "I don't want her to involve with something messy. I just can't- I don't want to ger her hurt." The woman smirked, "What a sweet loving boyfriend..." She took a puff on her cigarette.
"Fine, sure but we will prevent her from trying to change the timelines. We will make sure she won't get close from the answer." Five glared, "Secretly." The Handler finishes.
"Deal."
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"...And if this doesn't work, then I would like a word with The Handler."
Five smiled as he grabbed the floating chalk due to Eight's power. He finishes the equation, "Well you're in luck, because I am about to meet her as well." Five started, "I plan to restart."
"What? You're leaving again?" Eight asked, her voice had a hint of worry. "No, Eight. Never." Five assured as his gaze soften.
Eight breathed in ease, "I'd like to restart the day, but we need that briefcase... But Klaus there stole the briefcase Hazel and Cha-cha has." He explained as he rolled his eyes.
"Don't be too harsh on Klaus. He just lost someone." Eight said as she looked down, Five sighed as he helf her hand. "Hey, I'm sorry..."
"Eh, I just lost temper earlier. It's okay... It's just you know I am tired of getting downgraded because I am woma-" "No, Eight. It's not about that..." Five cut her off, "Wha?"
