I can officially say that the second chapter in this story is my ultimate baby. I know I said that my Reese story was my favorite, but...I LIED.
The second chapter really is fanfiction, as I used Yumi in it, and it was inspired by a very poetic YxU pic I found on DeviantART. It's creator, Lyokolady, gladly allowed me to create a poem for it, which was ages ago. Ages later, I finished the short story on a dreary Wednesday night for my English/Language Arts class, the day before the due date. I was exhausted to my toes, but extremely happy that I had finished. I mean, I danced to music for fifteen minutes while I printed out the final copy. That ain't happy enough? (this was this week, by the way, that I finished it)
Anyway, if you don't like it at first, wait until the next chapter. (nudge nudge, wink wink)
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Yumi was bored.
She was sitting in the park at Kadic, bored out of her guts. It was such a normal day. Xana had been quiet for God knows how long, Odd was the same stupid purple-loving freak he always was, Jeremy was the same paranoid overworking genius he always was, Aelita was the same supportive generous pink-addict she always was, and Ulrich…well, he's been working on his language homework.
All of her friends were back at the school for free time, Odd wanting to play with Kiwi in the dorm, Ulrich wanting to take a break in the rec room from writing so much, and Jeremy and Aelita working on their latest Lyoko project. Yumi, having nothing to do, went for a short walk in the woods.
Not long after, Yumi was bored.
Nothing was amusing her, her school work was finished, she had nothing else to work on of her interest, and she was ultimately uninterested in anything else. After a while of just sitting there, she sighed and got up to walk again, her eyelids droopy. She walked for a minute or two, when she stumbled and almost tripped over something completely unexpected in the path. Annoyance blazing in her chocolate eyes, she turned around to see just what it was that so rudely ruined her walk.
It was nothing that exciting. Just a boring, earthly green, tattered notebook. Yumi sniffed and picked it up idly. So what was a notebook doing here? Would it save her from boredom?
She had no idea how much it would.
Untidily scribbled on the front of the notebook was a name. Not surprising to Yumi, of course it would have a name. Plus, the notebook just happened to belong to her exhausted friend, Ulrich Stern. Yumi smirked. Ulrich had been working a lot, and most of his work was done right here in the park. He must've left a notebook behind without noticing. It wouldn't be that exciting to look at—he didn't really pay attention that well in school anyways. But there was something else scribbled on the front that caught her eye. It was the subject the notebook belonged in.
Language Arts.
Strange, Ulrich should have this with him. After all, Language Arts was his next class after free time, and their short story projects were due today. With as much work as Ulrich said he was putting into it, he should want to have it there, right?
Yumi flipped through it a bit, curious to find out just what his story was about. She stopped short when she found her own name.
… Well then, Katashi, you've said your name, so I should say mine. I am Yumi Ishiyama, my family is of nobility here in my region. I still insist on washing my own clothes, however…
As if that didn't pique her curiosity enough, Yumi soon found that her friend was very secretly an incredible writer. She found herself hooked into his story within an instant.
