Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko or the song Everything.
Claimer: I do, however, own the poems, I wrote them. If you want to see more, they are off the link on my profile, Snowy's Poems underneath the quotes and the poem.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Note, The poems are in italics, the song lyrics are in bold, My notes are separated from the text by hyphens.
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You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.
Odd sighed, watching as Aelita walked away with Jeremie.
"Alone on Valentine's Day." He sighed, "It's not right."
"Every dog has his day," Ulrich said from behind his purple-clad friend, "Today is just not yours."
"Have you had enough of comparing me to animals yet?" Odd asked moodily, "Just yesterday I was the cat that curiosity killed."
Ulrich laughed at the memory, "That you were." He laughed, "That you were."
Odd rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the couple of geniuses that were ambling away with painful carelessness.
And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.
Yumi came by, looking confused by Ulrich's dying giggles and Odd's moody stare.
"Er, Hi guys." She greeted uncertainly.
"Hi Yumi." Odd said, his eyes transfixed on one spot. Yumi turned her head to follow his gaze, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Hey Yumi, let's go." Ulrich said, his laugh having fully subsided by now.
Odd watched out of the corner of his eye as Yumi and Ulrich left before heaving himself to his feet and trudging up to the dorms.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times,
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word,
You're everything.
He entered his dorm room and flicked on the radio. Something to help clear his mind? Not a chance, it was Valentine's Day; every song that was playing was a love song of some sort.
"How to make singles feel good." Odd growled at the radio, turning it off and stepping back out of his dorm. Aelita had always let him use her computer before, and he needed some mindless thing to do, so he headed towards his pink-haired friend's dorm.
You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.
Odd turned on the pink computer as he wondered to himself how she had managed to find a pink computer. He thought they only came in boring colors such as beige, tan, white, or black. Not that he'd say that black was a boring color to Yumi's face if he wanted to keep his face the way it was, but he could think it.
"What shall I do on this lonely evening?" Odd asked himself aloud, twirling the mouse with his fingers so that the cursor drew big circles on the screen. One folder caught his eye. The folder marked 'Poems, MINE!'
"I shouldn't." Odd told himself aloud as he clicked on the folder to open it.
"Oh, I heard about this one," Odd mused, clicking on the one marked 'Little Sparrow'
The little sparrow,
Small and weak,
Wants to sing,
To open his beak,
So shy is he,
He cannot speak,
Until she puts him,
On his feet,
She turns to leave,
And flaps her wings,
Too late he chirps,
"Do not go."
A bolder bird chases her,
He hangs his head,
"Too late," Says he,
"Not so," A jay chirps to him,
"Go go! Go and win."
The little sparrow spreads his wings,
And goes to her singing loudly,
The bolder bird was chased away,
But still she shoots him down,
To be just friends, says she,
Is all I want for now.
"Sounds an awful lot like 'she' is Yumi." Odd mused aloud, "Wonder what else she's been writing about us under the cover of poetry."
And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.
Odd searched through the different documents until he found one that he thought sounded interesting. It didn't take too long before he was reading another poem.
Every time I look at you,
You turn your head away,
Your tail twitches sadly,
Before I walk away.
Every time you look at me,
I turn my eyes away,
My ears flick sadly,
And then you walk away.
Every time you see me with him,
You quickly turn away,
Your ears turn towards us,
And then you walk away.
We cannot bear to see each other,
On this dreary day,
I hope that with the rising sun,
Our troubles float away.
Odd knew that Aelita had taken to writing animal poems because they were easier. Was this another poem referring to Ulrich and Yumi with William? Odd had to find out more.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times,
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word,
You're everything.
Another one seemed to pop out at Odd, this one titled, 'Choice.' Whose choice? Choice of what? Odd couldn't resist the temptation despite the nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him that he shouldn't read any more.
In this life,
A shadow falls,
Upon the place,
In which he calls.
Yet I sit,
In shadows here,
Next to him,
Staring out at you,
Sitting in the light.
Here I am,
Sitting next to you,
Staring into the shadows,
In which he sits.
Sitting here,
Halfway between dark and light,
My heart torn in two,
Him on one side,
You on the other,
Now I must decide.
I don't want to hurt you,
But my choice is clear,
I step into the shadows,
And disappear with him.
This one baffled Odd, it didn't seem to fit anyone of the group. Maybe she had been writing on a whim, not connecting it to the group at all. This poem didn't seem to fit what Aelita normally wrote about.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.
Odd was about to close out of this document and find a new one when he noticed something. The scroll bar was a lot smaller than it needed to be for the size of this poem.
"I'll just see why, maybe there's more to the poem." He told himself aloud to quiet the voice telling him frantically not too. As he scrolled down he realized that there was another poem on the same document. That was weird, Aelita normally only wrote one poem per document. And it was separated so greatly, it almost seemed to be that she was trying to hide it. This compelled Odd to read it despite knowing that he should not.
One step forward,
One step back,
That's how it has to be.
Neither of us wish it,
But how could they see,
How we,
Who appear to be,
Related for the world to see,
Despite the lie that has been spun,
Could never be seen as one.
This, Odd could tell, was most definitely about him, and his relationship with her. Maybe the other poem was too. The last line hit him hard as he realized the truth in the words, even if the truth, or a half-truth, proving her to be not related to Odd at all, about Aelita's past came out not everyone would accept it. Odd left quickly, not caring to turn the computer off, though he knew he should. He returned to his dorm and flopped down on his bed, those words echoing inside his head. He saw the truth, and the sadness that were in those words, and this is what he thought of as he drifted off to sleep.