Summary: Ulrich and Yumi have been going out for a month... They're both incredibly happy and deeply in love. Everything feels wonderful, everything, even the most horrible things seem perfect and beautiful. Then, they go out one starry night, and Yumi didn't get out of the way of the blinding headlights in time. Lying on the gravelly street wounded and beyond all pains, his true love, almost dead, and Ulrich has only one choice that will haunt him forever... UY and no one else.

Rating: PG-13 for violence, language and... ONE SPOILER..... can't tell or it will ruin the whole story. IT'S PG-13, OK? No lemon tho...

Genre: angst/suspence/ romance, etc.

Title: Blindng Headlights

Yumi grined a goofy smile as she picked up her cell phone. Ulrich was calling. This was Yumi's favorite time of the day, when, no matter what mood she was in, Ulrich would listen to her problems, or whatever else she wished to tell him. Contently pressing the green button, she answered it.

"Hello, Ulrich!" Yumi said in a melodious singsong voice. She could hear Ulrich's snort on the other end of the line.

"Hello Yumi!" He said in a mocking copy of Yumi's singsong voice. Yumi raised a sarcastic eyebrow.

"Ha ha, very funny." she said. Ulrich laughed.

"Hey, do we still have the date tonight at the lakeside restaurant?" Ulrich asked earnestly. Yumi paused to grin goofyly again.

"I can if you can.." Yumi said flirtatiously.

"Well I can, so you can." Ulrich replied.

"Damn straight!" Yumi joked. She listened for Ulrich's laugh, and was obliged to hearing it.

"That's if I finish my spanish homework..."Ulrich added. Yumi's goofy grin faded slightlty. Ulrich sucked at spanish. Yumi had faith in him though; if Ulrich knew he needed to finish his homework so he could see her, he made sure he would come through.

"Cheat if you have to!" Yumi begged jokingly.

"You're a horrible influence..." Ulrich joked back. "Anyway, I have to go. Odd hates it when he has to lend me money for my phone bill... "he added. Yumi laughed... it was true.

"Yeah, ok. See you tonight. Love you."Yumi said.

"Bye, love you too" Ulrich said in salutation.

Yumi hung up the cell phone. She loved him so, she could feel it in her bones. Everything was beautiful. She used to be so sad, so dissapointed and depressed that she could barley notice Ulrich's obvious affection toward her. She'd never noticed how kind and polite he was, never noticed how much he cared for her, and frankly, she'd never noticed how good looking he was. She was so blinded by depression that she hadn't noticed him at all. It all became clear though, when he asked her out, one warm summer night.

Yumi hadn't time for any more thinking right now... she had an outfit to pick out. trouncing up the japanese style staircase, she rushed to her room, and pounced on her navy comforter. Sighing deeply, she got up and flung open the closet doors. A world of black awaited her. Yumi grabbed a pair of pants, then threw them on the bed with disgrace. She snatched a pair of boyshorts, which were also to be rejected. She pulled out a dress; no, too formal. Dropping the dress on the bed, Yumi pulled out a shiny leather mini skirt, draped with chains and a few fake diamond beads. Yumi sneered. Yes, this was it. Soon enough she found a hot pink tube top, covered witha layer of black mesh to go with it. Yumi knew the weather was cool and dank, so she thew on a black jacket. To compliment it all, Yumi forked up her raven tresses and held them back with a lip-shaped hair clip. Slipping on a pair of clunky, high heeled shoes, Yumi looked herself over in the mirror. She smiled evilly, as she looked like a total slut. 'Oh well, the better to Ulrich.' Yumi thought to herself. She was ready.