A.N. – Here's part two. Odd's actions are starting to get noticed. Is this a good or bad thing? Read to find out!

Oh, and because I didn't do this in Ch.1, I don't own Code Lyoko.

The next morning, Odd slept in even later than usual. Only Kiwi's repeated attempts to pull the boy out of bed were successful. Rubbing his eyes, Odd managed, "Kiwi, go let yourself out, I'm tired," before curling back up on the floor and dozing off. Kiwi turned around and made for the door, but stopped on the way and did his business on the end of the bed before wandering off.

"Hey!" Odd signed and sat up. Far from feeling fulfilled, he felt abnormally exhausted this morning. He got up and donned his purple attire while looking for some cleaning supplies. Odd turned around from having his head buried in the closet only to find his bed made and the mess wiped up.

"Huh?" The cleaning rag and bottle fell from his hands. "I'm not still asleep, am I?" Odd pinched his cheek and winced. No dreamland for him. Now confused and sleepy, he trudged down to breakfast as the rest of the gang was leaving.

"Wow, Odd, you beat us out here," Yumi grinned at Odd's shaky smile. "It must've been from all the energy those five servings of breakfast gave you."

Odd tried hard to keep his smile in place, but something was wrong. He was tired, but he wasn't hungry. He hadn't eaten since yesterday. Maybe he was coming down with a cold? Shaking his head, he followed his friends to class.

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""I've never seen Mrs. Hertz so mad before," Ulrich patted Odd on the back as they trudged to lunch. "You fell asleep six times today. Anything the matter? You seemed fine yesterday…"

"I can't put my finger on it yet. Something's off, is all," Odd waved off Ulrich's reply as they got in the lunch line.

"Mashed potatoes or corn?" the lunch lady inquired.

"Could you mix them both together? Yeah, that'd be good," Odd got a strange look but received a corn-riddled scoop of mashed potatoes. He sat down next to Aelita and Jeremie, who had his laptop out. "Not an attack?"

"We just had one yesterday," Jeremie replied. "I'm just checking my logs, writing in my journal."

"I thought you kept that stuff private," Ulrich said as he sat down.

"Yeah, normally, but something struck me and I had to put it down before I lost my train of thought."

""You should've seen him," Aelita's voice barely held back laughter. "He ran straight into Jim when he turned around."

The group chuckled. "Hey, where's Yumi?" Odd asked.

"She went home to grab some equipment for this afternoon," Ulrich said. "You ready for a beating?"

"And what'd I do to deserve one?" Jeremie looked up sharply at this.

"You asked Yumi to train you in some martial arts yesterday after our soccer game." Ulrich almost had a look of bemusement on his face. "You backing down?"

"No, I just…never mind." Odd dug into his vegetable concoction and Jeremie typed furiously on his laptop.

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Once the afternoon classes let out (with no more sessions of Odd falling asleep), the gang made their way to the soccer pitch, where Yumi was already waiting.

"I shouldn't be looking forward to this so much," Yumi sported a huge grin and a fighting stance. "Why don't you start by miming what I do?"

Odd shrugged and stood next to Yumi in the same pose. "Now, HYAA!" Yumi spiraled and sent her foot flying at Odd. He never saw it coming and crumpled to the ground as Yumi connected with the blow.

""Where's Lyoko powers when you need them?" Odd complained as he sat up.

"Oh, Odd, why didn't you move?" Yumi was aghast.

Odd was internally wondering the same thing. Normally, he could've avoided the attack with no problem, but today, everything was off. He thought back to yesterday. Everything had been going so well with his experiment and…

That had to be it! Something had gone wrong, and was taking time to set in. Odd had a dazed look on his face as he mulled over what wrong.

"I didn't addle his brains, did I?" Yumi intoned.

"What brains?" Ulrich said, but Yumi just glared at him.

"I might've done permanent damage!"

"You said mime you. I was going to, but you hit me." Odd was unusually sheepish as he stilled the mini argument.

"I was trying to teach you a lesson," Yumi explained. "Martial arts are all about defense, preparedness. "Looks like you need work in both." She helped Odd to his feet as faced him again.

"Just a second, you guys," Ulrich stopped the pair as they squared off. "I've got some cub reporters to take care of." Rounding quickly, Ulrich sprinted toward the bushes, which seemed to come alive. Millie and Tamiya fell out of their hiding spot, blushing.

"Go find another scoop, girls," Ulrich demanded more than suggested as he picked the two up and hauled them off.

"You don't know how big of a scoop you're missing out on," Millie complained as they were led away.

Yumi looked on after Ulrich before turning back to Odd. "Now, where were we?"

A.N. – People are starting to figure it out, but they only know the half of it. Odd doesn't even have the seriousness figured out yet. This might seem like filler, but Odd had to figure out what's going on before he can tell anyone else. Therein lays the meat of the story, starting next chapter.