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Yumi watched the clock with calculating eyes as she counted down the time under her breath. Her Latin teacher rambled on about adjectives and their proper form while the goth girl waited impatiently for the bell to ring. Not even bothering to look interested in what the topic of discussion was, she rapped her fingers anxiously against the desk.
The boys would be in biology right now, a class they all loathed and two of them were failing, Jeremy being the exception of course. She smiled fondly as she thought about Ulrich, her ALMOST boyfriend. Not that either of them were willing to admit it, although their affection for each other was apparent for all to see, despite their one year difference in age. At least Xana had done something useful throughout the wild chaos it caused.
Sighing deeply, she glanced at the clock again. Fridays were always the longest days of the week, with the weekend lingering just around the corner. It was the day she could hang out with her friends without worrying about her parents nagging her about her studying like a good Japanese daughter. There were major downfalls of having Asian parents, and that was probably the ringer.
Oddly enough, she was actually looking forward to going home today, instead of hanging out with Ulrich, Odd, and Jeremy like she usually did. Her parents had promised her a surprise when she got home, and she was desperately hoping for that new CD player she had seen in her father's Fry's magazine. It wasn't very likely, she knew, but one could always hope.
When the bell finally rang, she packed her bag as quickly as possible, knocking over a few kids in her desperation to get out of the stifling classroom. Dashing through the halls, Yumi made her way to the courtyard to meet up with the boys before she left for home. Jeremy was already sitting there when she arrived. "Hey, anything new from Lyoko?" she greeted him.
The blonde boy shook his head. "Nothing interesting going on, but Aelita's going to keep a careful eye open during the weekend for any attacks," he told her as he clicked around on his laptop, Yumi looking over his shoulder to peer at the screen, a bunch of code running across it, its meaning she could only guess at. "We'll contact you if anything interesting shows up."
"Sounds good," she replied, tucking a strand of velvet black hair behind her ear.
"Boo!" something cried from behind her as cold hands grabbed her shoulders roughly, making the Japanese girl jump in terror, heart racing. Whirling around to face her adversary, she was only partly surprised to find it was only Odd, smiling up at her in his utterly cheerful way.
"Grrr! You jerk!" she cried, smacking her friend roughly on the side of the head to convey her annoyance. "You scared the living daylights out of me!"
"Sorry," he replied sheepishly, rubbing his hand along the back of his head, sweeping blond and purple hairs back and forth.
"Hey Yumi," Ulrich greeted, joining the trio under the shade of the courtyard. Seeing her angry face and ruffled hair, he took a hasty step back. "Hey, what's up with you?"
"Forget it," she snapped, her good mood disappearing fast. "Hey, I can't hang out today. Got a surprise waiting for me at home."
"A surprise? Oh, I LOVE surprises!" Odd gushed jumping up and down excitedly, like a child at Christmas. "What is it, what is it?"
Yumi rolled her eyes fondly at her friend, forgetting her former annoyance, but still responding in her trademark sarcasm. "If I knew what it was, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?"
"Can't you hang out for a little while though?" Ulrich begged. "It feels like we never hang out any more with all the Xena attacks lately. Just for an ice cream or something?"
Yumi sighed deeply. "Fine, it can't hurt if it's just for a little bit. My surprise can wait." Then she looked over at Ulrich slyly. "But you're buying!"
It was already dark by the time they headed for Yumi's house. Ice cream had turned into hanging out at the video arcade, which had turned into a movie, which had turned into pizza. At about 8, the goth girl at last reluctantly admitted to having to go home.
"We'll walk you," Odd offered, trotting to keep up with his friends' long strides.
As the last of the sun's rays disappeared behind the city's tallest towers, the street lights flickered on as fireflies danced in the pale light of the waxing moon. The four friends chatted happily about Lyoko and not so cheerfully, their upcoming exams, as Jeremy offered to help tutor later in the week, which was accepted with extreme relief and gratitude.
When at last Yumi's house appeared in sight, they trotted up the pathway to the door as the Japanese girl offered left over mochi for dessert. Just then, the door flew open and a dark colored blur dashed from the doorway, tackling Yumi to the ground with a thud. Ulrich, Jeremy, and Odd jumped in surprise, rushing over to help their friend, fearing another Xana attack.
Instead however, a boy just a little bit older, appearing about 16, lay hugging Yumi's middle as tightly as possible, smiling widely and staring up at the Japanese girl. "Yumi-chan!" he cried happily.
"Tsuki-kun?" she gaped down at the Japanese boy. "What are you doing here?" she stuttered in Japanese.
"I came to visit you!" he cried in Japanese as well. Faltering at her blank expression, he cowered slightly. "Is Yumi not happy to see me?"
"No, that isn't it at all," she reassured him. Then, switching back over to English, she told her friends, "This is Tsuki, my friend from Japan."
Her friends just watched them, still in shock, Ulrich's disposition and posture displaying jealousy. Yumi winced slightly, knowing that the real situation wasn't going to help much.
"Don't you mean fiancé, Yumi-CHAN," a voice spoke up from the doorway. A girl stood there, long raven hair tumbling down to her knees and swept back into butterfly clips. She wore a jean skirt and a Chinese style light blue shirt.
"Konbanwa, Yohiko-san," Yumi said tiredly, standing up as she managed to pull off her newly added appendage called Tsuki.
"Fiancé? Fiancé!" Ulrich gaped for a moment at first the new girl, then Yumi, and lastly Tsuki, where it at last settled on a deep scowl. Yumi mentally damned the girl for being so good at foreign languages, unlike her brother, Tsuki, who had never taken to anything other then his native Japanese.
"It's been a while, Tsuki-kun," Yumi said in Japanese, pulling the boy to his feet and pointedly ignoring his sister. She gave him a look over, noting the few changes she saw. He had certainly grown taller, standing at about six feet, with shaggy black hair and deep, black abysses for eyes. His skin was the ideal pale of the Japanese, and she noted the piercing he had gotten on the top of his ear, a stylish loop of sliver.
"Yumi," Ulrich snarled, snapping her out of her own world. "Care to explain what's going on? You're fourteen, you can't possibly have a fiancé!"
She sighed deeply. This was going to be a bumpy one, she could tell. "You forget, Ulrich, my family's Japanese. It's an arranged marriage that's existed since I was barely old enough to walk."
"An arranged marriage?" Odd gaped.
"They're common in many Asian cultures," Jeremy informed them, giving Yumi a welcomed break from the questioning. "It's hardly surprising."
"For you, maybe," Ulrich snarled, loosing his patience. "I can't deal with this right now. I'll see you guys later."
The brown haired boy walked quickly down the path and around the corner down the sidewalk, his foot steps quick and brusque in a way Yumi could tell would be unpleasant to deal with any time in the near future.
"Ulrich, wait!" Jeremy cried, rushing after his friend, laptop tucked under one arm. Glancing back quickly he called, "See you later, Yumi!" Odd followed with a guilty look back in her direction and a light shrug, indicating more with his body language then he could have possibly said in a lifetime. Yumi nodded, indicating it was fine, and he left.
Tsuki looked down at Yumi as she sighed heavily. "Was it something I said?" the confused Japanese boy asked.
And it was looking like such a nice day, too. "No, Tsuki-kun, don't worry about it."
Hey,
I just recently got into Code Lyoko, so if I make mistakes, I'm sorry. I'll be updating soon, probably sometime Thursday, maybe Friday. Also, if you know of any good fanfiction for Code Lyoko, send me a link. I'm having trouble finding anything decent.
Dream Fox
Yumi watched the clock with calculating eyes as she counted down the time under her breath. Her Latin teacher rambled on about adjectives and their proper form while the goth girl waited impatiently for the bell to ring. Not even bothering to look interested in what the topic of discussion was, she rapped her fingers anxiously against the desk.
The boys would be in biology right now, a class they all loathed and two of them were failing, Jeremy being the exception of course. She smiled fondly as she thought about Ulrich, her ALMOST boyfriend. Not that either of them were willing to admit it, although their affection for each other was apparent for all to see, despite their one year difference in age. At least Xana had done something useful throughout the wild chaos it caused.
Sighing deeply, she glanced at the clock again. Fridays were always the longest days of the week, with the weekend lingering just around the corner. It was the day she could hang out with her friends without worrying about her parents nagging her about her studying like a good Japanese daughter. There were major downfalls of having Asian parents, and that was probably the ringer.
Oddly enough, she was actually looking forward to going home today, instead of hanging out with Ulrich, Odd, and Jeremy like she usually did. Her parents had promised her a surprise when she got home, and she was desperately hoping for that new CD player she had seen in her father's Fry's magazine. It wasn't very likely, she knew, but one could always hope.
When the bell finally rang, she packed her bag as quickly as possible, knocking over a few kids in her desperation to get out of the stifling classroom. Dashing through the halls, Yumi made her way to the courtyard to meet up with the boys before she left for home. Jeremy was already sitting there when she arrived. "Hey, anything new from Lyoko?" she greeted him.
The blonde boy shook his head. "Nothing interesting going on, but Aelita's going to keep a careful eye open during the weekend for any attacks," he told her as he clicked around on his laptop, Yumi looking over his shoulder to peer at the screen, a bunch of code running across it, its meaning she could only guess at. "We'll contact you if anything interesting shows up."
"Sounds good," she replied, tucking a strand of velvet black hair behind her ear.
"Boo!" something cried from behind her as cold hands grabbed her shoulders roughly, making the Japanese girl jump in terror, heart racing. Whirling around to face her adversary, she was only partly surprised to find it was only Odd, smiling up at her in his utterly cheerful way.
"Grrr! You jerk!" she cried, smacking her friend roughly on the side of the head to convey her annoyance. "You scared the living daylights out of me!"
"Sorry," he replied sheepishly, rubbing his hand along the back of his head, sweeping blond and purple hairs back and forth.
"Hey Yumi," Ulrich greeted, joining the trio under the shade of the courtyard. Seeing her angry face and ruffled hair, he took a hasty step back. "Hey, what's up with you?"
"Forget it," she snapped, her good mood disappearing fast. "Hey, I can't hang out today. Got a surprise waiting for me at home."
"A surprise? Oh, I LOVE surprises!" Odd gushed jumping up and down excitedly, like a child at Christmas. "What is it, what is it?"
Yumi rolled her eyes fondly at her friend, forgetting her former annoyance, but still responding in her trademark sarcasm. "If I knew what it was, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?"
"Can't you hang out for a little while though?" Ulrich begged. "It feels like we never hang out any more with all the Xena attacks lately. Just for an ice cream or something?"
Yumi sighed deeply. "Fine, it can't hurt if it's just for a little bit. My surprise can wait." Then she looked over at Ulrich slyly. "But you're buying!"
It was already dark by the time they headed for Yumi's house. Ice cream had turned into hanging out at the video arcade, which had turned into a movie, which had turned into pizza. At about 8, the goth girl at last reluctantly admitted to having to go home.
"We'll walk you," Odd offered, trotting to keep up with his friends' long strides.
As the last of the sun's rays disappeared behind the city's tallest towers, the street lights flickered on as fireflies danced in the pale light of the waxing moon. The four friends chatted happily about Lyoko and not so cheerfully, their upcoming exams, as Jeremy offered to help tutor later in the week, which was accepted with extreme relief and gratitude.
When at last Yumi's house appeared in sight, they trotted up the pathway to the door as the Japanese girl offered left over mochi for dessert. Just then, the door flew open and a dark colored blur dashed from the doorway, tackling Yumi to the ground with a thud. Ulrich, Jeremy, and Odd jumped in surprise, rushing over to help their friend, fearing another Xana attack.
Instead however, a boy just a little bit older, appearing about 16, lay hugging Yumi's middle as tightly as possible, smiling widely and staring up at the Japanese girl. "Yumi-chan!" he cried happily.
"Tsuki-kun?" she gaped down at the Japanese boy. "What are you doing here?" she stuttered in Japanese.
"I came to visit you!" he cried in Japanese as well. Faltering at her blank expression, he cowered slightly. "Is Yumi not happy to see me?"
"No, that isn't it at all," she reassured him. Then, switching back over to English, she told her friends, "This is Tsuki, my friend from Japan."
Her friends just watched them, still in shock, Ulrich's disposition and posture displaying jealousy. Yumi winced slightly, knowing that the real situation wasn't going to help much.
"Don't you mean fiancé, Yumi-CHAN," a voice spoke up from the doorway. A girl stood there, long raven hair tumbling down to her knees and swept back into butterfly clips. She wore a jean skirt and a Chinese style light blue shirt.
"Konbanwa, Yohiko-san," Yumi said tiredly, standing up as she managed to pull off her newly added appendage called Tsuki.
"Fiancé? Fiancé!" Ulrich gaped for a moment at first the new girl, then Yumi, and lastly Tsuki, where it at last settled on a deep scowl. Yumi mentally damned the girl for being so good at foreign languages, unlike her brother, Tsuki, who had never taken to anything other then his native Japanese.
"It's been a while, Tsuki-kun," Yumi said in Japanese, pulling the boy to his feet and pointedly ignoring his sister. She gave him a look over, noting the few changes she saw. He had certainly grown taller, standing at about six feet, with shaggy black hair and deep, black abysses for eyes. His skin was the ideal pale of the Japanese, and she noted the piercing he had gotten on the top of his ear, a stylish loop of sliver.
"Yumi," Ulrich snarled, snapping her out of her own world. "Care to explain what's going on? You're fourteen, you can't possibly have a fiancé!"
She sighed deeply. This was going to be a bumpy one, she could tell. "You forget, Ulrich, my family's Japanese. It's an arranged marriage that's existed since I was barely old enough to walk."
"An arranged marriage?" Odd gaped.
"They're common in many Asian cultures," Jeremy informed them, giving Yumi a welcomed break from the questioning. "It's hardly surprising."
"For you, maybe," Ulrich snarled, loosing his patience. "I can't deal with this right now. I'll see you guys later."
The brown haired boy walked quickly down the path and around the corner down the sidewalk, his foot steps quick and brusque in a way Yumi could tell would be unpleasant to deal with any time in the near future.
"Ulrich, wait!" Jeremy cried, rushing after his friend, laptop tucked under one arm. Glancing back quickly he called, "See you later, Yumi!" Odd followed with a guilty look back in her direction and a light shrug, indicating more with his body language then he could have possibly said in a lifetime. Yumi nodded, indicating it was fine, and he left.
Tsuki looked down at Yumi as she sighed heavily. "Was it something I said?" the confused Japanese boy asked.
And it was looking like such a nice day, too. "No, Tsuki-kun, don't worry about it."
Hey,
I just recently got into Code Lyoko, so if I make mistakes, I'm sorry. I'll be updating soon, probably sometime Thursday, maybe Friday. Also, if you know of any good fanfiction for Code Lyoko, send me a link. I'm having trouble finding anything decent.
Dream Fox
