A little thing I just randomly wrote out of boredom and writer's block. Dunno if it's worth continuing.


A young blond tittered quietly upon his keyboard, his fingers soaring along the little buttons as his cyan gaze remained focus on the countless streams of binary, whizzing about the resonating screen.

"I wonder if Aelita's mad," He murmured distractedly to himself, nose twitching with a stifled sneeze. Remembering their argument had only sparked a flare of defiance within the boy, and he could not help but lift his chin in indifference.


Flashback

Jeremie, please, just get some rest! There s no need to overwork yourself; one night won t make a difference. A magenta-haired girl had exclaimed in exasperation, casting an emerald glare at the spine of the boy.

He, very suddenly, swiveled around in his wheeled chair, frustration apparent on his spectacled complexion, But it does make a difference, Aelita. Another day without the anti-virus is another day you re not free!

She had appeared to be quite annoyed at this statement, and had proceeded to turn her back on him, Fine. I m going to the movies with Yumi. Aelita had stormed out of his dorm, forcefully slamming his door as she departed.


End of Flashback

Jeremie tossed his head with a sigh, continuing with his work.

She'll understand, someday.

Suddenly, a low, continuous beeping sound began to drone from his monitor, and a window appeared with a peculiar structure flashing in front of his work. A crimson, encircled exclamation point was boldly placed at the corner, and also began flickering.

"Ugh. Can t X.A.N.A. give me a break?" The blond grumbled, tugging a mobile from his pocket and beginning to dial Aelita s number. Just as he was entering the second digit, a hand clasped on his shoulder, yanking him from his seat and flinging him to the floor.

Jeremie didn t even have time to look up at his opponent as ivory electricity was sent ripping throughout his frame, and his world spiraled into darkness.