A/n: Since I'm just such an awesome person and Ghostly Patterns thought her story sucked which it doesn't. I offered to beta it and continue it on my account which yay, she let me do...so now I'm a happy camper...even though I don't camp

Accidental First Time

Summary: Jérémie finds Yumi stumbling around the campus late at night. He takes her to his room and Yumi appears to be drunk and very into Jérémie. Alternate universe.

Chapitre Un: The Accident

Jérémie yawned and leaned back in the supercomputer's chair, glancing at his watch on his left wrist. It was eleven, forty-seven, thirteen minutes until midnight. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly, giving a small yawn. "I might as well head back to the dorms." He muttered, shutting off the computer, standing up and heading for the elevator.

He rode his scooter through the sewers, climbed the ladder into the park, and started through the woods towards Kadic Academy.

It was getting darker and Jérémie was getting even more tired(for he had been up for a few days straight working on different programs he had for the supercomputer to help Aelita). He was almost to the dorms when he noticed a figure leaning against the wall. He moved towards the figured, then suddenly recognized it to be none other than Yumi.

"What is she doing here so late at night?" Jérémie asked himself while walking towards her.

Yumi's body slinked away from the wall, stumbling a little, then suddenly hitting the concrete grounds.

Jérémie broke into a run and then dropped to his knees beside her. She was laying on her back with her eyes closed, suddenly moving, struggling to stand up-but was able to and started wavering in her walk.

"Yumi, are you alright?" Jérémie followed her. She was slow, her movements jerky, and she didn't seem to know where she was going. She only stumbled again and dropped to her knees, her head in her hands.

Jérémie bent beside her and gently took her into his arms. Something was definitely wrong here.

"Yumi?" He asked. "Yumi?"

"Jeremmmfflll..." Yumi mumbled lifting her head but not opening her eyes. She made a noise that sounded like "Shhhfffffllllleeeee".

Jérémie put one of her arms over his shoulder and hoisted her up. He looked around, the campus seemed deserted, and he didn't know what to do with her. Hell, he didn't even know what was wrong!

She was limp and leaning against him-everyone knew Jérémie wasn't all that strong- he quickly toppled over with Yumi on top of him.

"Jérémie..." Yumi murmured and pushed herself up with her arms. Still her eyes did not open. "Jérémie?"

"I-I'm here." The blond boys face was completely red.

Yumi's arms trembled for a moment and then she collapsed again. Jérémie gently pressed against her chest and pushed her off of him. She weakly fell back onto the ground without a word.

"What do I do with her? Maybe I should take her to the infirmary. But then how do I explain how I found her in the first place?" He thought to himself.

Jérémie made his first mistake then.

"I'll take her to my room." He thought while balancing Yumi against him again and set off for the dorms. "Jim should be asleep by now." He was suddenly thankful that the boys' dorms were downstairs.

"Jérémie, Jérémie," Yumi sang softly as he pushed her down the hall towards his room. "Odd. Ulrich. Aelita."

"Yumi, shhh!" Jérémie warned under his breath. "You'll get us caught!"

Her head fell back and she didn't speak another word. Jérémie managed to pry his door open and push the Japanese girl inside; once inside, carefully balancing Yumi against him, he looked at his computer. No sign of an attack.

He pushed her to the left, towards his bed. "Come on Yumi." He spun her around so she was facing him, planning to lay her down on her back on his bed. Without her extra weight maybe he could stand up straight and figure out what to do. This didn't happen.

All of a sudden Yumi grabbed Jérémie's face and kissed him fiercely.

Heat spread up Jérémie's neck and overtook his face yet again. His glasses became crooked, he lost his balance, and toppled forward and on top of Yumi. On the bed.

Yumi let go just as suddenly as she had grabbed, but their lips remained pressed together. Jérémie had no control over himself as he ran his tongue along Yumi's lips. She tasted strange. She opened her mouth without hesitation and he plunged in licking the inside of her cheeks and trailing along her own tongue.

The taste wasn't foul but it wasn't exactly pleasant. Jérémie unwittingly positioned himself over Yumi while kissing her and halfway through the kiss she ground against him, causing him to gasp in pleasure and surprise.

Her head fell back onto his pillow and he finally recognized the taste: alcohol.

Yumi was drunk. But why had she been on the campus?

He was not given any time to think about that as Yumi ground her area into his again. "Yumi!" Jérémie gasped, fighting his arousal with gritted teeth. As if in response she wrapped her arms around his neck sloppily.

"Yumi, I'm not Ulrich," Jérémie said softly though his arms went around Yumi's waist. "I'm Jérémie."

Yumi's eyes opened slowly and she blinked at him. He almost felt relief until she pulled off his glasses and kissed him again. "Jérémie," she repeated in a murmur, her lips hovering below his.

"I want Jérémie."

"Ah... ah... Yumi..." His resistance was fading. He loved the feel of her body pressed against his, he loved the heat of her breath on his neck; and he loved the feelings she was giving him: grinding her hips against his.

"Yumi..." Jérémie uttered one last time as he tugged on his friend's shirt.

The next thing he knew her hands were creeping up his chest and he was pulling Yumi's shirt over her head. He kissed her neck by her shoulder and started kissing upwards towards her mouth. Her shirt was tossed carelessly to the floor and Yumi managed to pull Jérémie's sweater off before his mouth took hold of hers, throwing the sweater next to her shirt.

He felt the smooth skin of her stomach and wound his hands around to her lower back. He kissed along her jaw line as she squirmed beneath him impatiently. He smirked, nibbled her earlobe gently before pulling the clasp of her bra free.

"Ohh, Jérémie." Her moan was soft and pleading.

Jérémie nuzzled her neck and started kissing downwards. She shivered and scraped her hands gently down his chest and gripped his waist. He kissed the valley between her breasts and she shivered again, lifting her lower body to grind pleadingly against him. Jérémie groaned in response and reluctantly left her breasts alone.

She was breathing just as heavily as he was. He sat up, earning a whimper from her. Her eyes were open and she seemed aware. Jérémie briefly wondered what she was thinking as he pulled first his own shoes off and then Yumi's.

Her pants were the next thing to go adding to their pile that had accumulated on the floor.

She moaned again as he trailed his hand along her calf, up to her thigh, skirting her area at the very last second. She growled softly as if angered and fumbled with the button to his pants.

He let her undo them and then shrugged them off, kicking them away and then focusing on her red panties.

"Jérémie..." She whispered and kissed him again.

He kissed back fiercely and they had a brief fought for dominance, which Jérémie surprisingly won(being drunk did the trick most of the time). He smirked and slid her panties down to her ankles. Yumi clawed at his boxers until she managed to slid them down and fling them onto the floor followed shortly by her own underwear.

They were completely naked now.

Jérémie wrapped one arm around Yumi and forced her to sit up. She was relatively easy to manipulate but she whimpered as Jérémie moved to open a drawer so he could grab a condom and slip it on.

He pulled the covers over them and positioned himself at her entrance. Her legs had already spread and she was waiting for him.

Yumi shivered beneath him, her hands clutching Jérémie's shoulders, and she whimpered impatiently.

He counted to three and then plunged inside. Yumi's back arched immediately and Jérémie could tell by the look on her face that she was in pain. He leaned down and kissed her softly, before moving down to her neck and kissing her there.

The next thing he knew he was at Yumi's barrier. She nudged him onwards and he broke through. She turned her head and bit him hard. Jérémie winced but figured it was better than her screaming.

He waited patiently as she quivered beneath him. She was warm and tight and he wasn't sure if he could wait for very long. Sooner than he expected, she relaxed and buried her face into his neck and nibbled at his skin. He took the hint and began to thrust.

She moaned several times as he adjusted himself and got a rhythm going. He was hardly aware of anything besides the pleasure shooting up and down his body. In and out. In and out. She pressed against him and wrapped her legs around his.

"Faster." Her plea was muffled but he heard her and obeyed.

He increased his speed and one of his hands trailed up her side to her left breast. He traced the finger around her nipple and she moaned and bit into his skin again. Jérémie tried ignoring her and kept going. He could feel himself building and could tell he was close.

He heard another muffled plea from beneath him: "Harder, Jérémie."

Well, at least she was aware of who she was having sex with.

Jérémie obeyed without thinking. He was groaning too now.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

Her back arched again and encouraged, he kept going. He bit the skin above one of her breasts as he climaxed. She stiffened and suddenly screamed quite loudly.

Yumi's scream seemed to shatter whatever had come over him and Jérémie froze suddenly.

"Oh God, oh God." Was his first thought. "Ulrich's going to kill me. Strike that, Ulrich going to kill me, then her dad's going to find out, raise me from the dead, and kill me again."

"Yumi..." He groaned one last time as he pulled out of her. She was panting heavily, her hands aimlessly roaming his chest. "Jérémie." She moaned. "Oh Jérémie."

His heart was beating erratically and his breath came in gasps. He looked down at her to find her wide-eyed and sweaty. He wondered if the sex had brought her out of her drunken state.

Negative.

Jérémie just couldn't help himself. He played with one of Yumi's nipples. Her breath came in swift, sharp gasps and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Jérémie dipped his head and brought his mouth, close to one of Yumi's hardened nipples. He licked it which brought forth an excited moan from Yumi.

Again, Jérémie seemed to have a momentary blackout and was next aware that he was suckling gently at her breast. Yumi's hand found its way to Jérémie's member and she was gently stroking him.

At that feeling Jérémie froze up again and began to tremble. Yumi stopped as if sensing the reason he had halted. Her hand fell away slowly and then he switched breasts and resumed suckling.

He teased her for awhile and let her stroke him for quite some time. She had peeled off the condom in the process and Jérémie was having a difficult time containing himself. He wanted nothing more than to plunge into Yumi again and again, then pick up where her scream had forced him to leave off.

He sat up, about to move off of her, when she whimpered softly again. He only leaned back down and whispered into her ear, "You want more?"

She nodded and pressed her hands against his chest.

Jérémie retrieved a second condom and thought wryly, "and I had to assumed Aelita would be my first."

As soon as he was in she was moaning. With each thrust she bucked her hips and caused

Jérémie to lose his breath. Again and again, in and out. Harder and faster.

And suddenly, before he or Yumi could orgasm again, exhaustion overtook him. He reluctantly pulled out of her again and rolled off of her. She remained where she was, panting and sweating.

He was sweating too, though he had come to his senses and was figuring his options.

"Oh God, what am I going to do? When she wakes up naked in my bed she's going to be so pissed." Jérémie thought, but he felt himself slipping into the depths of sleep.

The last thing he was aware of was Yumi turning and wrapping her arms around his neck before he was fully submerged.

Jérémie woke up hot; sticky, and strangely wet. He sat up slowly and looked under the covers for the source of the wetness. Blood.

She had bled and now it was all over his sheets and blankets, not to mention him. How had he not noticed?

Groggily he looked at the time. 4 AM. He had time, plenty of it.

He slipped out of bed with a protesting noise from Yumi. He made sure their clothes were dry and then got a towel from his closet. He gently began wiping the blood from Yumi's thighs.

"Hm... mm... What? What are you... doing?" She opened her eyes blearily to see Jérémie swabbing blood from her pussy. Her eyes widened briefly but the throbbing in her head prevented her from saying anything more.

Once he had dried both him and Yumi off as best as he could, he pulled her off the bed and began to wrap up the sheets. How was he going to explain the blood on the mattress? Oh well, he'd flip it over.

"Jérémie..." Her voice made him aware that she was awake now. He had propped her up against one side of the bed and he went and crouched beside her.

"Yes, Yumi?" He said almost fearfully.

She regarded him, naked, and then looked down at her own body. Then she closed her eyes and lay her head back and asked, "Did you use a condom?"

"Yes." He sat on his knees awkwardly. "I'm really sorry, I found you on my way back from the lab and I didn't know what to do, so I took you to my room, and you started grinding against me-"

He was cut off by her finger placed to his lips. She smiled faintly and drew her legs up against her body.

"Calm down, Jérémie. It's okay. I remember how it happened very clearly."

Jérémie, relieved, looked down at his feet. "So...What are you going to tell your parents?"

"Nothing." She struggled to stand up. "You used a condom, so there's no reason to tell anybody; I'll just tell them I stayed with Aelita."

He handed her her clothing and watched as she dressed. He didn't feel at all awkward and he dressed as well.

"Well, Yumi...Goodnight." He gave her a quick kiss before she stepped out into the hallway and shut the door behind her.