He touched her soft lips in a weak attempt to quiet her squeals as he dragged her deeper into the woods. The black fabric tied around her eyes defeated any hopes of catching a glimpse of where she was headed; but she didn't care. She felt safe with him.
As the leaves and sticks broke beneath their feet, they moved forward. No one would be out this late at night, maybe Odd, but only to spy on them. How many times had he seen them kiss anyway? Like it came as a big shock to anyone, save Sissi, that they were together. Yet Odd still found it humorous to poke fun at the two, since they still blushed.
Who wouldn't? She was perfect in his eyes, and he was perfect in hers. Infallible to each other, except the times they quarreled, when they would find every misplaced hair on the others head. None of that mattered to them in the long run; they were like any other teenage couple, and more.
When they stopped, he moved in back of her and started kissing trails down her neck. Giggling, she turned around to capture his lips in hers.
"Can you take the blindfold off now, please?"
Moving around her again, he gave one side of the black cloth a light tug. As the fabric drifted to the ground, her eyes shot open.
Literally.
"Damn it! Whoever invented these contraptions will be sorry." She lazily banged her hand on her alarm clock, attempting to hit the snooze button. She had come home last night and collapsed in bed, fallen asleep almost instantly. The stress of work was adding up, and her life seemed to be going down.
It had been almost 7 years since she had moved to Japan with her family after graduating from Kadic. Now 21, she lived on the 14th floor of the apartment building just fifteen minutes from where she worked. She had thought it was a great deal at the time, and moved in as quickly as possible. That was before she tried climbing the 14 flights of stairs after 12 hours of work.
As for work, she has become an intern in a large business just outside if Tokyo. Not the greatest job in the world, but she had still yet to decide what she wanted to do in her life. All she knew, what that she needed to get out of that house.
That house was the house her mother, father, brother, and now her grandmother and grandfather lived in. Mr. and Mrs. Ishiyama had offered their home to the poor old soles, whose minds were obviously on the edge. Her grandfather had tried to eat her slipper, for goodness sakes!
If she could have, she would have returned to France, and her friends, at any moment. Aelita had told her XANA had been shut down two years ago, but she knew moving away had greatly endangered them all. What could she do?
Oh did she miss them too! For once she was glad she had Odd to make fun of her, Hiroki was the only person in her family with any sense of humor, good or bad. She could still faintly remember the smell of his hair gel when she hugged him goodbye.
Aelita, she missed her curiosity and cheerful attitude. Even on the stormiest days, she'd dance in the rain. She always said she loved the rain drops on her skin. Almost as much as she loved Jerimie, but nothing could surpass that.
Jerimie! Where could the little genius be now? He was always the smartest, running the super computer and all. No one else could make any sense of his chicken scratch notes on the darned thing, and yet he knew it by memory. She only wished he were here now to suggest a treatment for her aching head.
Then there was Ulrich. She missed him the most, by far. He was the heartthrob of the school, the soccer jock, the popular sweetheart. Any girl would have given their heart to him, and he wouldn't take it. Ulrich only wanted one person, he was waiting for her. She was waiting for him, too.
When they finally got together, she moved. They tried to keep in touch with her, the whole gang, but she lost phone numbers in homework, and dropped e-mail addresses in her boss's coffee. Eventually, it seemed she had disappeared.
Yet there she was, slipping on her high healed shoes and giving her jacket one last tug. Still mumbling curse words, she stumbled out the door and slammed it shut, waking the angry neighbors up.
Sadly, Ulrich was a much more of a morning person. Sliding out of bed, he stretched and made his way to the shower. Everyday was just another day of work, but it was better than nothing. He had money to spend, and once in a while he'd get to go someplace new on a business trip.
Turning on the water and getting undressed, he waited for it to warm up. As he climbed in, he began to remember his days at Kadic. His first C, first D, first XANA attack, and his first love.
His first love, Yumi. The beautiful Japanese girl a grade above him, who fought XANA and saved his butt so many times; he owed her so much. She had loved him too; both admitted their feelings a half a year before she moved away. In the end, it caused him more pain than pleasure to know she loved him, after he lost touch with her 5 years back. The coffee stains from all nighters had smudged the ink in her phone number, and when his computer crashed he had lost her e-mail address. He almost killed himself for not backing up all his data.
As he finished showering and getting dressed, he made his way down the busy streets to his office building. A young boy approached him with a newspaper, but he declined. He would read it on his work computer when he got inside.
As he entered the revolving doors, he nodded at the taller man coming out. He had always been short, but had gained a considerable amount of height during his high school years. Now being close to six feet, he felt much less shadowed by people. The office was busy as always, and Ulrich had to force his way into the elevator.
On the 14th floor (look familiar:o. to lazy to think of anything better.) the elevator stopped, and he stepped out. A few more steps and he entered the door to his office, and set his briefcase down. He turned his computer on, and briefly checked his e-mails. 'A meeting at noon with the boss? That's odd.'
At noon on the dot, Ulrich made his way into his Boss's office, which was considerably larger than his. Before he sat down, he shook the man's hand with a smile and exchanged hello's.
"Ulrich, we would like you to go on a business trip with some of our other men. It is essential that…" Ulrich blocked out an incoming sound at this point, waiting impatiently for his destination.
"…We hope you look forward to it, although you may have a bit of work to do. Your tickets will be paid for, so go on and enjoy your 3 day stay in Japan!"
First chapter officially done! Hope you like it, hopefully I'll enjoy writing it:P. And last but not least hopefully I'll remember where I'm going with this one /. Read and review, be nice people:. Most likely this will be a short story, only a few chapters.
-Aimee