OK, so this is my first ever song-fic/fan-fic! I'm really excited to write this and all and I want each chapter to have a different song (It's not just going to be a one shot!). I don't know if there will be songs with each chapter but, I'll try. So please just read this, AND REVIEW! Flames accepted and expected so I don't mind. Just review please! I want to know what the readers think! If ANYONE has an idea or suggestion, just pm me! Also, this song is a little…I don't know but I'm going to try it, some parts I'm not so sure they'll fit. Thanks. – Benchwarmer

Coheed & Cambria's song… Wake Up

I'm going to ride this plane out of your life again
I wish that I could've stayed but you argued

Yumi sat on that plane, staring out of the window at the luggage being brought by. For the second time now. The first time, she had moved back. Yes, she was moving. Away from everyone, Aelita, Jer, Ulrich, Odd, XANA, everyone. She thought about earlier that day.

"Mom! You can't make me do this! Move to Japan? Are you crazy?" She screamed, as tears trickled down her face.

"Yumi! You said this last time!" Her mom yelled back.

"And we moved back!" She replied, sobbing even harder. She wiped her tears on her long-sleeved black shirt.

"You're moving to Japan! With Hiroki, your father and I! And that's FINAL."

"Mom! You can't do this to me! I LOVE it in France!"

"You can't even speak the language! Japan is where we should be! We're Japanese, we speak Japanese, and we understand it better!" Her mom said. "You're moving. DONE." She said, as she stomped out of the room.

More than this I wish you could've seen my face
In the backseat staring out the window

I'll do anything for you….

Even more tears trickled down her face again. She tried not to cry, be tough, but she couldn't.

"Yumi, are you OK?" Hiroki asked. For about the first time in Yumi's life, he had been sweet and caring. She slowly shook her head 'No'. "Yumi, I'm sure you're boyfriend will call you sometimes." Well, that ruined the sweet and caring moment.

"He's not my boyfriend!" She yelled. She thought about her mom some more, after Hiroki had stopped. She'd do anything for her mom, she loved her so much but this was going to ruin her life, as she thought.


So leave yourself intact
'Cause I will be coming back
In a phrase to cut these lips
I love you

She absolutely loves France. She loves everything about it. Her friends, her school, even Lyoko. She'll miss it all. It won't be the same. "I'll be coming back…" She mumbled as the plane took off.


The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up

At Japan, now, a week later. Yumi sat on her bed sobbing. She cried all day, every day since they got there. Her mom walked in. She sat down next to her and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry, honey…" She said quietly.

"Mom! No you aren't!" She said, between sobs. "You never were! You never were…" She cried.

"Oh, baby…" Her mom said sympathetically. She pulled her close; Yumi laid her head on her mom's chest.

"Wake up, Mom. Don't you get it? We NEED to be in France. Everything is so different her, Mom! The sounds, the smells, all the people. Mom…please…

"Yumi…You've talked like this since we got here."

"And I always will. Until you wake up and move back!" Her Mom looked at her sadly and hugged her tight. She kissed her forehead and walked out.

I earned through hope and faith
The curves around your face
That I'm the one you'll hold forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us
Then this is pray to you wherever

Yumi grabbed her journal, her journal that she's made since they moved. Most of her entries include "I HATE LIVING HERE!" or "I'm moving back! No matter what it takes!" This time, she wrote a little different. "I love my mom, and everyone knows that. I know everything about her. The way she talks, the curves of her face, the way she talks, or walks, everything. I want her to stay here forever, and I want her to be there for me! But right now…Gosh, I don't want to live here. It's France, or no where."

I'll do anything for you.
This story is for you.
Cause I'd do anything you want me to... for you

Yumi put her journal away. She walked into the kitchen of her new home. "Mom…?"

"Yes, dear?" She asked. "Feeling better?" She asked. Yumi nodded.

"I'll stay in Japan for you, Mom. I'll do anything for you. I love you, Mom..." She answered. Her Mom smiled.

"Love you too, Yumi…"