To the reviewers:
Ferret mage - Thanks for the comment, although I kinda misunderstood it at first ;) Here's the "sequel" chapter.
Lyoko - Why Sissi? Because she's my favorite character. As much as Yumi and Ulrich have a "thing," so does he and Sissi ;)
Nate Sindel - Thanks very much, I appreciated your review! Sometimes I think Sissi should just move on from Ulrich, but somehow I don't see her doing that :shrug:
Windstar - You asked for it and now you got it :D
While She Sleeps
Rating: G
Genre: General
Summary: Takes place during "The Trap." Ulrich is left to care for Sissi while stuck in an elevator.
One-Shot
Danger
Ulrich pressed the button and the elevator started to close when in crawled Sissi.
"Hmph, so this is your love nest," she teased, eyeing them closely.
"Sissi, get out of here!" Ulrich almost yelled, but the elevator was already moving.
Sissi turned to him with a triumphant look and said, "Well, I guess I'll be staying here with you two - "
- she didn't finish as the elevator gave a frightening shake and stopped.
The lights went off. Darkness.
"What was that?" asked Yumi, looking around her in a cautious stance.
"I don't know... but something doesn't feel right," answered Ulrich suspiciously, suddenly on his guard.
"What's going on!" screeched a scared Sissi. But only silence answered.
Ulrich was about to press the button again when the elevator gave one last horrible lurch and plunged downwards into the abyss.
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Yumi was the first to wake. What happened? She slowly started to get up but as soon as she did, pain shot through her head and she had to stop and hold it for a while.
She heard a groan to her left and - "Ulrich!" Yumi crawled her way to him. "Are you okay?"
"Urghh..." Ulrich managed and he pityingly looked down at his left arm. "It's broken..."
"Can you get up?"
"I don't think so..." Ulrich replied. He blearily looked around and saw an unconscious Sissi. "But I think I'm much better than her. She doesn't look so good."
Yumi looked in his direction and went to drag Sissi closer to them. She turned back to Ulrich.
"Don't worry, I'll go get help. Just stay and look after her," Yumi instructed him and proceeded to hoist herself up the opening.
"I won't take long," Ulrich heard Yumi say from above.
I hope not... Ulrich thought. He looked down at Sissi's face when he accidentally moved his broken arm and he yelped in pain. Ulrich clenched his teeth hard in an effort to make the pain go away, or at least get his mind off it.
We need help, and soon.
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Several minutes later and Ulrich was still stuck in the elevator with Sissi lying unconscious on his lap. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he was getting a little frightened. With a broken arm and a useless person in an elevator gone haywire, the odds were against them right now.
"Hurry up, Jeremie!" Ulrich whispered fiercely to himself. Below him, Sissi groaned and wiggled her body. Ulrich held still, but eventually Sissi settled down and went back to sleeping.
Ulrich sighed. At least you don't have to worry... for now...
A piece of memory instantly flashed through his mind of another time when he felt very troubled, just like now...
"What's wrong with me..." he asked himself. Next to him, Sissi shifted and mumbled in her sleep.
Ulrich glanced over at her sleeping form. At least she's not having nightmares, he thought glumly to himself, with a hint of envy.
He blinked and looked back down at Sissi in curiousity.
"What am I going to do with you?" he wondered out loud, and it surprised him to hear a touch of fondness in his voice. His good hand automatically reached out to catch a lock of her hair and, like last time, systematically toyed with it between his fingers. Twirl, stop, rub... twirl, twirl, stop, rub... the troubled look on his face eventually melted and was replaced by a contented look. Soon he felt comforted enough that his mind started to wander in distraction...
Why me? he questioned idly. Why not Theo? Or Nicholas? Or Herve?
Ulrich stared at Sissi's face, trying to figure her out. Undoubtedly, she was very pretty, bordering on beautiful, but that would come in a few years' time. He couldn't help think that if she was nicer then he would like her more.
But if she was nicer, she wouldn't have that catty attitude that he sometimes found very becoming of her.
Ulrich blinked again. What the? I did not just say that. No way.
He immediately dropped the lock of hair in his fingers like it had the plague. He gave his head a good, hard shake and then stuck his tongue out in distaste, trying to re-create the animosity that he usually felt when she was near.
It's Sissi, it's Sissi for crying out loud! He couldn't like Sissi - it was just too weird!
He took a deep breath and leaned his head back, looking up at the opening above. Help sure is taking its sweet time...
Sissi wiggled again, but this time she opened her eyes.
"Where am I?"