Just How Long Do We Wait?

Chapter Three

Odd sighed.

"Yumi…every time something happens between you and Ulrich you don't need to call me you know." He muttered. Yumi groaned and collapsed on her bed.

"But Oooodd. I have to. I don't have any one else to talk to." She replied.

"Oh, I have an idea. Why don't you talk to Sissy?" There was a pause.

"Very funny Odd." Yumi growled, showing that it was actually not at all humorous in the least bit. He chuckled.

"Ok fine, bad joke. Here's a better idea. Why don't you just talk to Ulrich?" He questioned. Now all Yumi wanted to do was hit him with a frying pan.

"Have you been listening Odd? No I'm not going to talk to him! He's an asshole!" She snapped. Odd sighed once again.

"You know Yumi, sure he was an asshole for what he did to you five years ago but you don't know how he's changed or what he's been through. Or even what he could have been going through back then. So sure, for what he did to you all those years ago yeah but give a man a break Yumi we're not perfect." He said. Yumi found herself frowning and glaring at her cell phone while listening to Odd. It all sounded like a bunch of excuses to her but who knows, Odd's explanation could have some truth to it. But she didn't want to believe it did. After what Ulrich did to her…she couldn't let it go. Then top on the fact that he showed up un-announced the way he did…it didn't make her want to talk to him.

"So what do you suggest I do Odd?" Yumi questioned through gritted teeth.

"I suggest, you call him and actually talk to him with out back kicking him into a motorcycle." Odd replied shortly. Yumi rolled her eyes.

"Hey, first off it was a side kick and the motorcycle was his anyway!"

"Ugh, Yumi! You're missing the point! Or you're just not trying to hear it." Odd sounded exasperated. "Give the man a chance to explain himself before you try beating him to a pulp." Yumi pondered this for a moment. Giving Ulrich a chance to explain himself…

"Well what if he doesn't have an excuse? What if he just says 'well I didn't want you' or something like that?" Yumi asked, her voice almost turning into a whine which was truly un-characteristic of her.

"Then he'll say that Yumi and you decided where you want to go from there! Sheesh, if I had known five years ago that this is how everything would have ended up I would have tied you to a chair so you didn't leave to America, then find a Sumo wrestler to have him sit on Ulrich for breaking your heart and then after that, I would lock you two in a room together for a week!" Yumi frowned again. That sounded like a terrible plan.

"Look Yumi I have to go…Sissy called me for dinner…I'll talk to you later." He said. Yumi sighed and glanced at the clock. It was five. She knew Odd didn't normally get called for dinner until six-thirty.

"Ok Odd." She said softly, feeling defeated. "Bye." With that, the line went dead.


Odd huffed as he hung up the phone with Yumi and walked into the living room where Sissy was sitting on the couch watching D.N. Angel. Odd shook his head and sat down next to her.

"I still don't get why you watch this show all the time." He commented, draping an arm around her shoulders.

"Are you kidding?" She demanded, whipping her head around so that she was looking him square in the face. "Because Dark, the phantom thief, is the sexiest man in the world!" Odd of course, immediately took the blow to heart…and ego.

"Well what am I? Chopped liver?" He questioned, the hurt edging his voice and making it go higher as it always did. Sissy giggled.

"Of course not silly. You're you." She said, leaning her head into his chest. He sighed and held her tight.

"What's bothering you?" She asked, her voice soft. She never lifted her head from his chest so Odd kissed her on the top of her head and she nuzzled him. He took a deep breath and relaxed. Having this incredible woman in his presents, her heat working its way to his body relaxed him like nothing else. He closed his eyes.

"Mmm…Yumi and Ulrich," He replied, his voice taking a lower octave. Sissy didn't shift, but he could tell by the way her body tensed slightly that she was scowling. Sissy had grown up over the years so instead of making a smart remark about either one of them she simply picked up the remote, turned off the TV and wrapped her arms around his waist and waited for him to explain, and explain away he did.

"Ulrich got in contact with her…then showed up outside her apartment building un-announced. Instead of really listening to what Ulrich had to say Yumi kind of well…." Odd mumbled. Sissy pulled away from him with a funny look on her face.

"Odd, I didn't understand a word you just said." She replied. Odd groaned. He knew she didn't but he couldn't help but to just blurt them all out they didn't make sense. He rubbed his hand down his face then looked into Sissy's eyes.

"Instead of listening Yumi side kicked him in the chest an he fell over onto his motorcycle." He repeated slower this time. He didn't want to tell Sissy this for one main reason. Though she wasn't in love with Ulrich she did feel extremely protective of him and any woman doing him wrong would immediately excited her temper.

"She did what?" Sissy growled. Odd pulled her into him and stroked her hair.

"Please calm down…" He murmured into her ear, pulling her into him more so that she was sitting on his lap. "He grabbed her and pinned her to the wall outside of her building…and wouldn't let her go. That's why she kicked him." Odd explained.

"Why would Ulrich do something like that?" Sissy questioned.

"Because Yumi wouldn't listen to him. We men can't stand it when women don't listen to us."

"Hmm…"

"Anyway…I just don't know what to do about the two of them…it's like…Yumi calls me whenever something happens which I know it's only happened twice but…she's really going to get into the habit of doing that and I don't want to hear every time something happens because all its going to add up to is Ulrich having a concussion and Yumi throwing a temper tantrum…I don't know Sissy I think-wait…Sissy?" He paused for a moment and looked down at her. She couldn't be sleeping… "Sissy?" He prodded. She looked up at him almost startled.

"Huh? Sorry, I wasn't listening."

"UGH!"


"Good afternoon, Aelita. I brought you some lunch." Jeremy said as he placed the box of Chinese take out in front of Aelita.

"Hmm, my favorite. Thank you, Mr. Belpois." She replied, giving him her sweet smile and taking off her black framed glasses. He took a seat beside her in the game lab and watched her work for a few more minutes. When she was done she turned to see that he lover did not look quite please.

"What's the matter Jeremy?" She asked. Jeremy avoided looking into her eyes.

"Well…I didn't know how to tell you this yesterday so I just didn't but…Ulrich called me." He said. Aelita gasped and leaned closer to him.

"Jeremy! Why didn't you tell me? Is he okay?" She demanded, gripping his knee. Jeremy nodded and pushed his own glasses up on his nose.

"He's fine. He only called to find out about Yumi. He said he's in downtown Nara, but I'm thinking he was around Tokyo today." He said. Another gasp.

"Really? Why?" Aelita questioned. Jeremy shook his head.

"Well…I told him where Yumi lived since he asked about her…and today Yumi called me six times and she never calls that many times. I think that he dropped her a little visit and it didn't go so well." He said thoughtfully. Aelita cocked her head to the side.

"Why does it have to be bad? Why couldn't it be good Jeremy?" At this Jeremy smirked a little and looked at his beautiful pink hared fiancée.

"Think about it Aelita. If things were going good…don't you think she would be a little busy to call me?" He retorted. Aelita looked confused.

"Why would she be-oh…" Though Aelita had grown older and was definitely familiar with sex, that didn't stop her from being on the naive side of things. Jeremy chuckled as a shade as pink as her hair crossed her cheeks. After clearing her throat she nodded.

"I guess…that does make sense." She said, trying to mask the embarrassment in her voice. Jeremy only shook his head and stood up.

"I understand it's there problem, so I'm not going to get involved anymore than I already have." He said. It was now Aelita's turn to smirk.

"I, however, plan on getting very, very, much involved." She said. Jeremy looked quizzically at his fiancée, and then smiled. She always did love love games.

((Sorry, I know this one was a little short but I hope it gave some laughs! Review please!))