In the story, as you know, the gang has switched bodies; Yumi with Ulrich, and odd with Jeremie. In the story, I will refer to them as the person inside the body, not the physical body. So I'll refer to Ulrich as Ulrich, even though he's in Yumi's body.
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When Yumi walked into Mrs. Hertz class next morning, she was ultra-uncomfortable. She had no idea how the four of them were going to get through the day! She, Odd and Jeremie had had a hard enough time this morning. Ulrich? She didn't even want to know.
That morning was horrible. When she first opened Ulrich's closet, she gasped internally. Odd, who hadn't left yet, said "Sad, isn't it?" before he walked back to Jeremie's room. Ulrich had two versions of the outfit he normally wore hanging in the closet. Other than that, there was a nice shirt.
"You think that's bad? Look at this," Jeremie said. Yumi looked into Odd's closet, and thought for a minute. Then, she got a great idea.
Meanwhile, Ulrich was really having a hard time. He was a girl now! The thought made him shudder. He was lost in his thoughts until he looked over at the clock, which told him he needed to get to class. As he had been pulling off the clothes Yumi had worn yesterday, he saw so many bruises on her arms. He looked at them worried, but shook it off. He opened Yumi's closet, threw on the first thing that caught his eye, and rushed to class.
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When Yumi walked into class, the girls in class gave her looks, for they hadn't seen Ulrich outside of his brownish green outfits. She gulped, and headed to her seat in the back. AS she was about to sit in her normal seat, she remember that Ulrich sat on the other side of her. She groaned as she moved over.
She had pulled out a green and red French soccer jersey out of Odd's closet and thrown it on with a pair of black jeans. She then saw Jeremie walk in. She bit her lip so she didn't burst out laughing. Jeremie had combed Odd's hair so much, that it hung around his eyes smoothly. He had put on a pair of glasses. He wore a red shirt with a pair of yellow pants, because he refused to wear anything else. Jeremie saw Yumi staring at him, so he took his finger, and he slid it across his throat to tell her to shut up.
Then, it was Odd's turn to be nervous. Yumi heard Jeremie gasp loudly as he had seen what Odd had done to him. Jeremie's hairdo had been gelled into a Mohawk so much; it looked as if it might stay that way. Jeremie was wearing a black tank top, and red sweatpants.
Yumi smiled at him. He smiled at her, and then something bright caught his eye. He looked over, and then looked at Yumi with his mouth wide open. Yumi gave him a strange look. Odd then pointed towards the door. Yumi turned her head warily. As she saw what was standing at the door, she felt her insides become rearranged in worry.
Ulrich walked in, biting his lip. He then heard a soft whistle. He looked over to where he saw, and saw himself, mouth hanging open. Yumi stood up and marched over him. She pulled his ear close to her mouth. "What the hell did you do to me!" she exclaimed.
Ulrich looked down at himself. He had dressed Yumi…well, trashy. "She" was wearing a small bikini style red top, and a short black leather skirt, with long black boots. Before Yumi could say anything else, the bell rang, and Mrs. Hertz walked in.
"All right class, clear off you desk, and take out a pencil. We're having our mid-term today," she said cheerfully, ignoring the groans.
Jeremie slapped his forehead. He had totally forgotten! He was taking the exam as odd, while odd was going to flunk as Jeremie.
As soon as the papers were passed out, Ulrich grabbed his pencil, and wrote Yumi on the top of the paper. He then stopped. He had no idea how to spell "Ishiyama". He dropped his hand, and poked Yumi in the leg. She looked over at him.
He then wrote "How do you spell last name?" on the top of the paper. She giggled so soft no one heard, and spelled it out on the top of the paper.
Ulrich nodded. He then continued on. Once class was finally over, Jeremie brought up the fact that they needed to get to the factory as soon as possible. The nodded, and were about to leave before they heard "ULRICH!"
Yumi turned around, and saw a girl with long black hair come running towards her. She leaned over towards Ulrich. "Who's that?" she said nervously.
"That happens to be Sissi, my ex," he said grimly.
"Oh, Ulrich, I've missed you so much. Let's go. My father said we can skip. I love you so much again!" she said as she grabbed Yumi's hand and pulled her off.
Ulrich felt sick to his stomach. The funny thing was that they still sounded like themselves, but no one noticed. He shrugged.
"Miss Ishiyama! Your father has sent a request for you to come home immediately!" the principal said. Ulrich raised his eyebrows.
"I don't know where they moved to. They never told me." He said, trying to save himself.
"119 Elm st." the principal said before he left. Ulrich waved to the other two before he ran off.
Jeremie and odd finally ran towards the sewer factory opening.
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When they arrived, Jeremie began to type into the computer. When Aelita's screen popped up, she was surprised to see Odd.
"Odd?" she said cheerfully. Odd shook his head. "What?" Aelita said confused.
"It's Jeremie. Odd and I switched bodies, as did Ulrich and Yumi, when we returned to the past yesterday. WE need to go now. I'm doing a scan to find the infected tower. There, it's in the desert region. Odd you ready?" Odd saluted him.
Jeremie went through the whole "scanner" thing, and odd was virtualized in Jeremie's body. This was going to be interesting.
Meanwhile, Ulrich walked into the Ishiyama house. Yumi's mom was washing dishes. "Hi," he said.
"Hi," she said coldly. She turned and looked. "Wow, you actually look half-decent today, instead of looking like a freak in black."
"Okay…um, thanks?"
"Have you made any friends at this school, or are you going to be depressed again this year?"
"What?"
"You were so depressed last year, after that guy assaulted you that you told us about. Oh well, you survived. Your father wants to see you. I have to leave." She said before she left Ulrich, very confused.
As he walked up the stairs, he thought about what Yumi's mother had just said. Yumi…was assaulted in Japan?
He opened the door to what looked like her parents room. Her father stood there, looking at Ulrich strangely.
"Mom said you wanted to see me?" he said.
"You know the deal. Take the shirt off, and lay on the bed face down."
"Huh?" Ulrich said disgusted.
"Don't play dumb. You know how this goes. Take your shirt off, and lay on the bed face down. We do this every month. You should realize what we do."
But Ulrich stood there firmly. He wasn't going to violate Yumi.
When her father saw this, his face became distorted in anger. "Why you little ungrateful bitch!" he shouted as he delivered a hard blow to the back of Ulrich's neck. Ulrich was thrown onto the bed as his thoughts became cloudy. The last thing he said before he passed out was "I'm sorry Yumi."
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When Yumi finally got away from Sissi, she ran towards the factory as fast as possible. When she arrived, Jeremie pointed towards the scanners.
She looked at the screen, and saw that her profile wasn't active. "Wait, where's Ulrich?" she said.
"Oh, your father called, and said he wanted you to come to the house immediately."
"Oh no," said Yumi before she quickly ran out.
Jeremie tried to ask her what was wrong, but she was all ready gone.
Yumi ran as quickly as Ulrich's soccer-toned legs would let her. She soon saw that no one was home at her house. She pulled up the door mat, and found the spare key her parents left there. She unlocked the door as best as she could with her fingers trembling immensely.
She dropped it, and she slammed the door shut. She then ran upstairs and opened the door to her parent's room, her least favorite place in the house. She looked around, and saw her body lying on the ground motionless. She grabbed Ulrich under the arms, and pulled him on to the bed.
She gave his arm a shake. "Ulrich!" she shouted. But he didn't respond. "Shit," she cursed to herself.
She pinched him. Still nothing. Her father must have done something really bad, for she usually woke up quickly after she passed out. She only had one other idea.
She backed up, started into a jog, and practically jumped on him before rolling off of him. He then slowly opened his eyes to the immediate jolting.
He sat up, and rubbed the back of his neck. He then saw himself looking at himself. "Yumi?" he croaked.
"Why did you go? I should've made sure you didn't," she said soflty. She sat down on the bed.
She placed her head into her hands. No one was ever supposed to know; not even Ulrich. Her secret was just going to fall apart now.
"Yumi, why haven't you told anyone?" she heard Ulrich's comforting voice say.
"Who? My mom? Yeah right. She never listens to me. When she cared enough to see the bruises, I told a guy from school was hitting me. We then moved after that."
"Yumi, you could've told Odd, Jeremie, or even me," he said softly. She looked at him. They were then pulled into a large white light, uninfected this time.
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When they were brought back, they found themselves in Mrs. Hertz class. Jeremie felt a wave of relief wash over him. He wasn't going to fail!
Later that afternoon, Ulrich found Yumi sitting on a bench. She had wrapped her arms around her crunched legs. She looked like a little girl.
He came and sat down next to her. "I think you need to tell me what's been happening."
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Well, what do you think? I had to raise the rating because of this chapter, but I didn't think it was that bad. Please tell me what you think. I've been writing this for the past two hours straight, so my arms are beginning to fall asleep.
Also, I need some more ideas. If you want to give me some of your stories ideas with your permission, I'll rework them so they'll be your idea, but not your entire story. Understand? Good. It's just that i am beginning to run out of personal ideas, and I want some more before I begin to rework the series' episode, like Killer Music, or Amnesia. Like I said before, please tell me what you think Hearing from you is the best part about writing. Peace out!