Chapter 3

"Jeremie, I'm worried about Ulrich." Odd said as the three sat in the court yard after class. Ulrich had gone to the restroom, and Yumi had yet to appear. "In class, he had some sort of glazed look and was writing some weird message. Than it looked like he was panicing-"

"And breathing hard? His face dripping with sweat?" Yumi guessed as she walked over.

"Ya, how'd you guess?" Odd asked, looking towards the girl.

"That's how he was when he came out of the scanner." Yumi said.

"But, this time, he wrote something down." Odd re-explained. "All I could make out was something about shoving and loving. Than something about protecting. I think he had a name, but I didn't get to see it well enough. Though everything I could see was spelt right."

"That's weird enough." Jeremie said.

"What's weird enough?" Ulrich asked as he walked over.

"Nothing." Yumi said, her eyes going over to Odd, Jeremie, and Aelita as if to say not to tell Ulrich.

The bell rang, helping Yumi out. "See you." Yumi said, heading off towards her science class as Odd, Ulrich, Jeremie, and Aelita headed off towards the gym.

"You're not going to tell me what you all were talking about, are you?" Ulrich asked as he opened his gym locker.

"Not unless you explain what happened to you during history." Odd said, sitting on the bench so he could take off his shoes.

"Or what that paper said." Jeremie said.

"History was just a bad memory." Ulrich said as he took of his shirts and shoved them into his locker. "The paper...I still don't know."

"Well, could we see it?" Jeremie asked, pulling his glasses back on so he pull down his gym shirt to cover his chest.

"I guess." Ulrich said as he finished pulling off his pants. He put his hand into the pocket and pulled out the ball of paper to hand to Jeremie.

Jeremie took the paper and opened it up.

"When push comes to shove, when the gloves come off for someone we love, we must protect, no matter what Imuy will be protected if only the past is secure." Jeremie read out loud. He looked at Ulrick and asked as he handed back the paper, "Who's Imuy?"

"It's Yumi." Odd said, putting on his gym clothes. "He spells it backwards when he doesn't want anybody to realize who he's talking about."

"How do you know about that?" Ulrich exclamed.

"You, uh, accedentlly wrote it like that on something you gave me." Odd said, closing his locker.

Ulrich eyed him, not sure if it was that or of his friend had been snooping in his diary again, but shrugged it off and said, "But the strange thing is, I never wrote it. Well, I mean, I don't remember writing it."

"I know this may sound strange, but as soon as school's over, I would like to scan you." Jeremie said, putting on his tenni shoes. "I'm thinking Xana might have placed a bug in you."

"In a way, I hope you're right." Ulrich said.