Welcome to the consecutive continuation of 'A Problem Solved! ' This story dives deeper into continuing and budding romances, confusion, heartache, hilarity and jealousy of the Lyoko Warriors and surrounding students, all twirled around the end of 10th grade at Kadic Academy, with a dance/DJ competition, final exams, and a much needed summer vacation looming. Oh, and the pairings are not the usual cup of tea. Also, Jeremy Belpois grew up slightly and has a brunette girlfriend by the name of Natalia Adryen, as a recent transfer student to Kadic Academy and an OC transferred from a story that is no longer uploaded. (RIP) Surprise character additions are cool; I justify such a claim by the fact that the writers of Code Lyoko episodes did it several times. That being said...

Have fun!


Ulrich pressed his fingers against his forehead, overhearing Sissi's reminder of another rave-infused dance and DJ competition at the Academy's gym.

Awesome. Another round of fun and mayhem. Something stupid will probably happen, or Xana will attack like that one time and try to kidnap Aelita again. Or, like usual, William will try to serenade Yumi... Even though he can't even dance.

His face cracked into a smile, remembering Odd's retelling of that moment.

Can't be good at everything. Not that you're particularly good at anything... Hah.

"Aelita, are you going to DJ again?"

His ears perked as the classroom grew quiet, several students awaiting her reply.

She looked at Odd sitting beside her, but he simply smiled, implying it was her decision to make.

"Probably... I'll have to think about it."

"You've killed it every year!"

"You have to, Aelita!"

"Christophe needs your mixes!"

Ulrich smiled as the red-haired girl blushed from the variety of responses.

Aelita... Kadic's secret weapon in the yearly DJ competition. Came out of nowhere with nothing, and yet she's moving on up in the local scene.

Heads turned as the school bell started ringing, and the entire class churned into motion as students gathered their books and bags, and headed for the hallway just outside. Slipping into the crowd, Ulrich squeezing out of the doorway, and seconds after escaping, Sissi appeared by his side.

"Ulrich sweety, you're going to the dance, aren't you?"

Tilting his head to the side with hesitance, a breath left his lungs.

"I... guess."

"Oh good! See you there!"

Watching her vanish in the opposite direction, he rolled his eyes.

Nice. Guess I'll be playing hide and seek tonight.

Stepping back into motion and following straggling students out of the door, he stepped out into the late afternoon sun, and wandered his way across the courtyard.

One more class, and then dinner, and then an hour or so of setting up the gym, and then, another crazy rave dance until midnight.

Out of nowhere, Yumi appeared in the distance, and he quickly strolled up by her side.

"Hey."

"Ulrich."

"Are you going to the dance tonight?"

"Actually, no."

What?

"Is there a certain reason?" He drawled.

"Going out to dinner with visiting family. A little reconnecting, you know."

A quiet sigh left his lungs.

Well, no William to worry about... Not that he matters anyway.

"Alright. Thanks for telling me."

"Sorry." Yumi frowned, but Ulrich shook his head, and smiled.

"Don't worry about it. Family is always more important."

Unless your family is as ridiculous as mine...

Ulrich looked away for a moment, and then back at her as her arms crossed.

"You have a good time."

She nodded, and the two parted in different directions.

Alright. Yumi isn't going. Now to find somebody who is... Or I could just not bother at all. But then I'd be bored out of my skull.


Ulrich tapped his fingers on the classroom table he was sitting at, looked at Odd, sitting with Aelita, and Jeremy, sitting with Natalia.

Yeah. Obvious dates there.

He looked down at the notebook sitting in front of him, and tapped it with the eraser end of the pencil in his hand. His eyes wandered around the room, and after a moment, he looked at all of the familiar classmates, besides his best friends, and names were recited in his mind.

Then, his eyes fell upon her.

Emily.

Ulrich looked around the room carefully, and after watching the teacher for a moment, he slowly drew his phone from his pocket, and with a flurry of finger presses on the keypad, sent a text message.

Waited in the following silence, he watched with a slight smile as her arm moved.

Yep. Here we go.

His eyebrow rose when she tilted her head slightly, and from what he could tell, she was typing a reply back.

Sure enough, his heart skipped a beat when his phone buzzed in his pocket.

'are u?'

Thumb moving rapidly, he sent a reply.

'yeah'

After a few moments, she checked her phone again. Then, to Ulrich's surprise, she peeked back, right at him.

He lifted his fingers in a friendly gesture, and she turned back around, but then, turned her head, and glanced back at him in the corner of her eye.

Discerning a pleasantly surprised smile on her face, he found himself in an excited huff.

Oh man. Class needs to end, like right now.


Emily sat quietly.

One more minute. And here I am, heart racing. This class is taking forever to end.

She set down her pencil, and made sure that the teacher wasn't looking at her, and then checked the inbox on her phone again.

'are u going to the dance'

Hiding her phone again, she covered her mouth with her hand, smiling bashfully.

Yes. I'll go if you do, Ulrich. Especially if -

Startled by the rattling of the school bell, she turned around, looking directly at the brunette boy as he quickly stood upright, jerking chair back a little ways.

Their eyes drifted apart teasingly as all of the students stood, obscuring the other as excited chatter of the dance resumed among the students. Waiting patiently as an eager crowd grew at the doorway, she gathered her school bag and slipped the strap over her shoulder, brushing a lock of hair aside as she pushed her chair in.

Alright. Ulrich Stern asking if I'm going to the dance can only mean one thing. Or several things. I don't know. But I'm about to find out, I guess.

Turning and stepping over towards him, she watched his arms cross as he casually eyed her, leaning back against the table.

There's that confidence he oozes.

"Ulrich."

"Emily."

Her cheeks produced a hint of an unexpected blush.

"Hey."

The boy then took a breath, and his hands came together.

"Obviously you got my message."

"I did."

"So... Are you gonna go to the dance?"

She moved her foot around in a circle.

"Maybe. I'm not doing anything else this evening, so I might."

Ulrich looked away for a moment, gathering courage. Then his eyebrow raised as he peeped back at her.

"Do you want to go to the dance with me?"

She quickly diverted her eyes in a blush.

"Are you... Asking me to it?"

"I am."

She regained eye contact, heart racing.

He's asking me. I mean its not a ball or something but...

"...You're not going with someone else?"

Ulrich quietly laughed.

"I wouldn't be asking you if I was."

Emily's eyes lowered, and she eyed his hand as it sat motionless on the table.

In that case... You're seeking me out, so yes. Absolutely yes.

"I'll go. With you."

He nodded, and then moved his hand over and set it on hers.

"Glad to hear it."

Tingling with excitement and mirth, eying his hand resting gently on her knuckles, her eyes discreetly widened as she turned her hand over underneath, accepting his palm and allowing his fingers to curl around her own.

Yeah. So this just happened again. We kinda held hands a few weeks ago but... Oh wow. I keep forgetting how nice this is for something so simple.

Looking up at him, seeing him smiling with calm amusement from her expression, she exhaled, producing a nod, and then sharing a gaze of admiration.

Ulrich... I'm sure we both know how we feel right now. I don't know what's going to happen tonight at the dance, but I'm looking forward to it anyway. Even if we just dance together... And holds hands, and flirt a little...

"Hey. Lets go get supper."

Blinking out of a momentary daydream, she nodded bashfully.

"Yes, I... Let me drop off my books first."

"Me too."

"Alright."

She pushed herself from the table with her free hand, moving alongside the brunette boy and waiting patiently as he leaned upright. Stirring with emotion, they left the classroom, walking hand-in-hand into the empty hallway.

Alright. Got Emily to be my dance date out the blue... Tonight might just be awesome. Hopefully.


Quiet, happy breaths left the pair's lungs as they walked side by side, approaching the steps to the cafeteria.

This is nice. Not that we're together or anything.

Looking up at Ulrich as he pulled open the door and stepped aside, Emily's cheeks reddened slightly as he gestured for her to step in first.

I mean... I don't know what tonight has in store but he's being friendly again, and if he asked me to be his date tonight...

Lifting a tray from the stack and setting it onto the shelf, they quickly moved along the counter, receiving several helpings of the day's supper.

I'm going to just let things happen as they do.

Sitting down at a different table than normal, trays clattering onto the surface, both teens scooted in their chairs and began eating.

"So, Emily."

Patiently turning towards him, her eyebrow cautiously rose.

"Yes?"

"What would you have done this evening if I didn't ask you earlier?"

Her eyes lowered to his tray, searching the food on it for an answer.

"Probably would have stayed in my room. Maybe study or something."

Ulrich then stuck a forkful of food in his mouth, and chewed for a moment.

"Are dances your thing?"

"Sorta. I went alone last year. Wasn't really planning on it this year."

"You're okay with going though, right?"

"Of course."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I didn't know that you'd ask me, of all the people here."

He simply shrugged.

"Hey. I'd only go with someone that I enjoy being around."

And I like you. And I'm pretty sure you said yes because you like me too.

Her head tilted away from his statement, skin tingling.

"Yeah. That's why I agreed to go, honestly."

Eyes met, and both teen's hearts beat from the innocent admittance.

Guess we both feel the same way about this.


Wandering outside, mouths opened from the large crowd gathered in the campus courtyard, discovering a wide variety of students from two other schools visiting for the dance.

"Wow."

"Gonna be a tight fit in the gym... Sure hope they're ready by now."

Slipping into the crowd, heading towards the dormitories nearby, both teens suddenly stumbled upon both Odd and Aelita.

"Ulrich?"

"Hey Odd, Aelita."

The red haired girl blinked as Ulrich and Emily paused next to them, and Odd assessed his friend for a moment.

"Where were you?"

"In the cafeteria, eating. Where else?"

Odd looked at Emily for a moment, and then at Aelita, and then back to Ulrich

"Going to the dance?"

"Yup."

"Good."

"You two going to the dorms soon?"

"About to. They gym's been finished for a while. Aelita was helping them test the board and speakers."

"Nice. We're heading to our rooms right now."

"We'll catch up with you both in a couple minutes then."

Exchanging several nods, Ulrich continued onward with Emily close behind, and a smile slowly lifted the corner of Odd's mouth as he watched them disappear.

"About time he went for it."

"With Emily?"

"Yeah. They've been crushing pretty hard on each other."

"Are they going out?"

"I'll have to ask him. He probably just asked her to be his date tonight."

Seeing Odd's visible approval, Aelita crossed her arms, picturing both brunette teens walking around inseparably.

"That sounds exciting."

"Probably is."

"You think they'll have fun?"

"They'd better!"

"I'm sure they will. If not dancing... Maybe some other things."

"Right? I'm sure those two won't the only people making moves this evening."


Ulrich poked through his dresser, looking for something different than his usual green attire.

No long sleeves... Been pretty warm lately. Shorts? Nah.

Closing a drawer, his eyebrows furrowed, attempting to remember the various items of clothing hidden within the drawers.

Ugh. This is harder than it should be.

Suddenly, the door to the room swung open, and Odd ducked inside, looking behind himself for a moment before shutting the door.

"Hey Ulrich."

"Odd."

"Did you ask Emily out?"

"To the dance."

"You should ask her to be your lady friend too."

"Been thinking about that for a little while now."

"Distracted by Yumi in the meantime?"

"Hardly. I'm about done with that endless chase."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Emily's been single all this time and I know she likes me... I feel like she's been patiently waiting. Or something."

"She probably has. And if she said yes to the dance earlier, I bet she'll say it again."

"We'll see."

"Hope so."

"Why are you so interested in this anyway?"

"Cause a great thing might be staring you in the face, good buddy."

"Maybe."

"And besides... Girlfriends are pretty good at chasing the grumps away."

Turning to Odd, he wrinkled his nose as his blonde friend winked at him, pulling open the bedroom door in a pair of striped shorts and a dark T shirt.

"Seeya."

"Later."

Watching the door shut, contemplating Odd's departure from his normal attire, Ulrich began rummaging around in several drawers, grunting with approval as he found a black pair of pants.

Yeah. I'm sure I'd probably be a bit happier. Seeing as I've never actually dated anyone. But unlike you, in the event I ask her out... I'm going to do it right and not cause a huge ruckus doing so.


Emily quietly stepped out of her room, sporting a longer, loose-fitting maroon shirt, a tighter pair of blue jeans, and wavy, curled hair. Making her way to the bathroom down the hall, her arm rose and pushed the door open, and she peeked inside, mildly surprised by the emptiness inside.

Either I'm late, or early.

Stepping inside, her head turned to Aelita sitting on the sink counter, carefully applying eyeliner.

Huh. If our DJ is in here still... Must be early.

Continuing inside, she cautiously stepped to the sink beside Aelita, and started looking herself over in the mirror. Moving a tuft of hair aside from her forehead with her finger, she then stared at the glasses resting on her nose.

I wonder if contacts are worth the trouble. Not that these are bothersome... I don't know.

Peeking towards Aelita's reflection in the mirror, she blinked, realizing the red-haired girl was already looking at her.

"I really like your curls."

Emily blinked, and then smiled in a slight blush.

"Thank you."

"Did Ulrich ask you...?"

Her blush increased, and she looked away, trying to retain her composure.

"To dance, yes."

"Well you look pretty cute. He's probably going to be impressed."

"That's the hope."

Listening to the cap snap onto the bottle of eyeliner, she watched as Aelita slipped down off the counter, washing her hands, and then walking past just behind.

And meanwhile, miss DJ is rocking a short black blouse and an equally short blue skirt. Dressed to impress Della Robbia, and any other wandering eyes.

Her head turned as two other girls walked into the bathroom, bringing a conversation into the otherwise quiet area. Watching Aelita slip out of the already open door, she distractedly eyed herself in the mirror again, only to have her phone buzz.

Plucking the device from her jean pocket, she tingled with excitement and elation from the message.

My date's ready. And I guess I am too. Just a few last minute little things... Hang in there, Ulrich. I'll see you soon.