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I've decided to edit Playing Matchmaker. I going to try to strain out as much n00bness as possible. Also, Kimi was becoming a Mary-Sue so I need to save her before she goes to far.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, only my original character, Kimi.

Chapter 1

"YAY!" screamed Numbuh 3 as she finished reading her letter. "Kimi's coming to visit me!" She was jumping up and down on the sofa, continuously flipping midair, much to the annoyance of a certain blonde Aussie.

"Numbuh 3! Could ya please stop jumping so much? I can barely concentrate here!" he said with a thick layer of frustration.

"Yeah, because of course you need a lot of concentration when it comes to watching commercials." Numbuh 5 teased. Numbuh 2 reached up from his comic books to give the French girl a high five. She was lazily reading a magazine when her close friend and teammate had her hyper burst of energy. "What are you yelling about anyway, Numbuh 3?"

After she finally calmed down, she began her announcement. "My friend from Japan is coming here to Cleveland to visit. I visit her every time I go to Japan to see family. Oh we're gonna have so much fun! I can't wait for her to see the tree house!"

"That's great Numbuh 3," interrupted Numbuh 1, looking as serious as ever, "But where exactly is she staying? Because this is not a hotel, or did you forget that?"

"Umm I kind of told her that if she ever visited me she could stay in my room. But that's not a problem, right?" Numbuh 3 asked, looking very sheepish. "Can she sleepover in my room? Please?" after pulling out her deadliest weapon, the puppy dog eyes of innocence, Nigel couldn't help but say a reluctant yes.

"Numbuh 5 thinks you need to clean your room out to make room for her. Unless you want her to sleep on your stuffed animals the whole time she's here?" Kuki's eyes widened in surprise as she took in Abby's advice. She hadn't realized how messy her room was. She didn't want Kimi to see it like that! Kuki took off running to her room as fast as possible to get ready for Kimi's arrival.

"You know," said the British operative, "now that I think about it, the whole tree house could use some sprucing up. At least for Numbuh 3's sake we should make this place look presentable for her friend." This was followed by approvment of everyone except Wally.

"Why do I have to clean up too? She's just another cruddy girl! Besides if she's gonna be spending time with Kuki the whole time what would she care of a little mess?" complained Numbuh 4.

"Oh stop your whining Numbuh 4 If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're jealous." joked Numbuh 2.

One week later:

Looking up at the tree house, she just couldn't believe that she wasn't dreaming. Kuki said to look for a huge tree house but Kimi never imagined it would be this big! She had no idea how to get inside and she wasn't about to try the front door of the house connected to it. She was way too proud, of what, not even she knew. So she just sat there. And she waited. And she waited. And she waited some more until finally she couldn't take it anymore. She just had to see her best friend. So she did something no one should ever do. She broke into the tree house.

Climbing on top of the roof of the house was easier than the next part: getting up the tree. She was receiving quite a few odd looks from onlookers but she did her best to ignore them. Kimi analyzed the large trunk. There were some cracks and grooves of fixed battle scars big enough to fit her fingers in without getting them stuck. Even though she had never really rock climbed, she had seen others do so. What could be so hard about it?

With her two carryon bags over her shoulder and her backpack, of course, on her back, she began to climb. It took awhile for her to the top, two hours and a half to be exact. When she reached the top she had to stop to collect her breath. She waited until her arms stopped throbbing to continue. On the porch of the tree house there were a couple of deck chairs and a table but no one in sight. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hello? Kuki? Are you here?" she called out nervously. Moving farther into the doorway she saw a multicolored light reflecting off of the picture frames hanging on the wall. Guessing that meant the TV was on she continued to the next room.

Inside the room was the whole sector V. They hadn't noticed her yet. If they did, they definitely wouldn't have been arguing. With an amused look on her face she decided to watch until it was time for her to make a grand entrance.

"Numbuh 4! Why can't you at least clean up your room before she comes?" asked Kuki obviously exasperated. "She's gonna be here any minute!"

"Why do I have to clean up my room? It's not like she's stayin' there!" complained Numbuh 4. Kimi was able to guess by his accent that he was Wally.

"Here they go again. This is the fifth time this week that they've been at it!" said a boy wearing a flying helmet with goggles. Instantly Kimi knew he was Numbuh 2. Looking at the other two it was easy to see who was who. The bald kid with the sunglasses was obviously Numbuh 1. Kuki had told her everything about how he was made fun of his "giant butt". While stifling a laugh from thinking about that memory she was able to identify Numbuh 5 as the African American girl with the French braid and the red cap. Just looking at her you could tell she was as cool as you could get.

"Numbuh Foooouuuurrrr!" Why are you being so difficult?" complained Kuki. She was getting more frustrated by the second.

"Becaaaauuussseee, I don't want another cruddy girl screaming up the place!" he yelled, matching Numbuh 3's volume. Cruddy? Kimi was already cruddy in his opinion? The little shrimp didn't even know her yet!

" Well, excuse me but I'm not the one yelling!" snapped Kimi, for she was very annoyed about being called cruddy. She inwardly grimaced that she ruined her chance for a breathtaking entrance.

"KIMI!" And with that, an unexpecting Kimi was tackled by a very excited Kuki. She gave her the hug of death but since Kimi's so used to that she just hugged her back.

"I missed you so much! By the way, why aren't there any stairs? I had to practically break into your tree house! Do you know how much climbing that it?" Kimi exclaimed with a laugh. If it wasn't such a happy moment, Numbuh 1 would have upset about his tree house's defensive flaws.

Everyone stared as Kimi promptly fell over on her back, finally feeling how heavy her bags became after climbing for so long. She laughed over the timing of her clumsiness and soon Kuki joined in. The rest of the Sector politely chuckled, not entirely comfortable with the newcomer.

"Hey girl," said Numbuh 5 after the two had stopped laughing," How about you put your stuff up and then we can all get to know you".

"Sounds good to me!" The cheery Asian said with a smile. Sector V had no idea how close they would all become.

Kimi was so relieved about being able to put down those heavy bags; she soon flopped down on the couch in the TV room. She couldn't help but wonder how high the ceiling was. It was pretty quiet and soon it would start to get awkward, so she did what anyone else would do. She introduced herself.

"Okay, so my name is Kimi Hayashi. I love traveling, training, and the color blue." She said while pointing to her outfit. Her long sleeved light blue shirt fit her, in contrast to Kuki's green sweatshirt. She had blue socks to go with her light orange and black sneakers. She did look like Numbuh 3 a bit. They had they same hair color, it was just styled differently. Kimi's hair was shoulder length but her bangs reached underneath her eyes. Running through them was a blue streak the same color of her shirt. Whenever she smiled was when she looked most like Kuki. Kimi seemed to show her tougher side more often and she wasn't as girly as Kuki. Then again, who could be as girly as Kuki? Her accent was a bit thicker, for she had been in Japan far longer than her friend.

"So," said Numbuh 4, "If you're not as girly as Kuki, how come you have a Rainbow Dorky?" He was pointing at the light blue rainbow monkey she had strapped onto her book bag.

"Well first of all, it was a gift from Kuki when she left Japan. I don't really collect Rainbow Monkeys. I don't see the point. I like the theme song, the cereal, and of course the movie. The movie was a lot better than I expected..." Kimi started to drone on a bit before rememering that she was suppossed to be answering his question.

She stopped talking about the movie and continued, "The collecting part was something I left up to Kuki. I just tagged along because we always had crazy times looking for the exact ones she wanted." Kimi and Kuki started laughing as they thought of a particular time when they broke into the store so she could be the first one to get the newest Rainbow Monkey, at that time of course. They ended up being thrown out by a security guard minutes before the store opened.

"Well, I think it's time we introduced ourselves to you." began Numbuh 1.

"No need. Kuki has told me enough to figure out who you all are." She pointed first at Nigel, then Hoagie, then Abby, and finally Wally. "You're Numbuh 1, Numbuh 2, Numbuh 5, and Numbuh 4, otherwise known as Nigel, Hoagie, Abby, and Shrimp."

"OI! I ain't no shrimp ya cruddy sheila!" Wally was visibly mad and without thinking, (as usual) he charged towards Kimi. She quickly grabbed both of his wrists and twisted them around until he was facing the other way. Unable to wriggle free, she kicked him into the couch. Wally straightened himself and turned to glare at her.

"Aww! He's so cute," and with that she gave Wally one of Kuki's world famous death hugs. Seeing him squirm she remembered that it was her friend he (secretly) liked receiving hugs from.

"Your conversation earlier was very interesting. You don't mind me asking why Wally was so angry, right?" she asked, strategizing what to say next.

"Oh, it was just about his attitude about helping clean up the tree house for when we were getting ready for your arrival." answered Numbuh 1.

"Hmm… sounds like someone is jealous. Afraid I might take all of Kuki's attention. Her attention usually directed towards you?" she asked, waiting for his reaction. He started getting red in the face, partially from anger, partially something else. Thankfully for him, that was when everyone's stomachs started to growl.

"I guess that means all of you are hungry, huh? I'll go make something!" offered Kimi. She liked to cook.

"You don't have to do that! We can always order pizza." insisted Numbuh 3.

"And how often do you all do that?" she asked, knowing the answer before they opened their mouths. All she had to do was look at their expressions. Guilty as charged. So before they could argue, she skipped towards the kitchen.

"I'm gonna try making an American food. You all shall be my test subjects for this recipe for shrimp Alfredo!" she announced. Kimi turned her back before she could spot their skeptic glances. It's not like it would have put a dent in her spirit anyway.

So far this is the only chapter that I've edited and updated. So, enjoy the rest on the fic's n00b ness for as long as you can because I swear I'm editing this whole thing. Please leave a review and tell me what you think of it.