Before you read: Wow, My very first fanfic. If you're reading this, you obviously decided to take the time to read it - and I'm so thankful for that. Seriously.

Ulrich's p.o.v.

"ULRICH!!!!!" Sissy's whiny high-pitched squeal of a voice echoed across the soccer field as she walked toward me.

Oh great. The last thing I needed.

Odd was just about to try and kick the soccer ball into my goal when Sissy shrieked out my name. I sighed, and then looked at Odd. He stopped the ball with his foot and waited for me impatiently.

"What is it, Sissy?" my voice was as flat as death. Sissy was not someone I had wanted to see that day. Or any other day, for that matter.

She backed off slightly in seeing that I was not going to be any nicer to her that afternoon in September than I ever had been. "I-I just came by to say hi," she made her best pitiful look. "There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

God, I hate Sissy. She's always bothering me. If she isn't trying to make me look stupid in front of my friends, she'll be on the verge of tears when I'm not nice to her. I know she likes me. Often Odd teases me about this. I was beginning to think maybe Odd is jealous of all the attention I get from her. Odd is single...and I think maybe sort of lonely too. Of course, if I could, I'd gladly let him take my place.

Besides, I like Yumi.

"I'm kind of in the middle of something here," I motioned toward the soccer game. Odd stood a distance away, tapping his foot.

She stepped a little closer to me. Her shiny new high-heeled boots were now painfully close to my dirty sneakers. "I was hoping you might go somewhere with me," her eyes grew sort of soft and dreamy. "Somewhere where we could be alone, just the two of us?"

I looked at her with disgust. "Sissy, the last thing I'd ever do is go somewhere where we'd be alone together."

Hot angry tears began to form in her eyes. "Fine!" she burst out. "I just wanted you to be nice to me!"

"Sure Sissy, I'll be nice to you."

"You will?!?!" Sissy exclaimed.

"Sure. Right after I start jogging every morning and wearing sweater vests to class," I snickered.

"Ugh!" she stormed off.

Maybe I'm a mean person. Maybe I'm being unfair to Sissy. The truth is, however, that I can't stand her. I know she would give a whole damn lot just to be able to say I was hers and not be lying through her teeth. But there is nothing she can give me to make me want be be with her. Nothing. Her mind is so crowded with foolish quixotic ambitions that she fails to see the fact that I will not belong to her. Maybe this is why she feels the urge to come bother to me all the time. To interrupt my life and try, hard as she can, in her own way, to try change and my mind.

No such luck, girl.

Odd ran up to me. "What was that about?"

"Sissy being stupid. Again."

He rolled his eyes and laughed. "C'mon. Let's finish the game."

"No, sorry... I want to go see Yumi," I said.

Odd was amused. He began singing "Ulrich and Yumi sitting in a tree".

I gave Odd my most serious "not amused" face.

"You really like Yumi, don't you?" he said.

Oh, if Odd only knew. Just the mention of her name made me feel good inside. She was so smart and so pretty. Hell, that could be the biggest understatement a guy could make about Yumi. Yumi was beautiful. Inside and out. I couldn't get past that - how madly attracted to her I was - every time we spoke. Just to see her smile was like everything good in the world was radiating from her face. Sometimes I just wished I could touch her - the soft warmth of her skin. Just to feel her in an embrace.

I blushed. I couldn't help it. But I glared at him at the same time.

Grinning, he started to walk away. "I'm going to visit Jeremie and see how things in Lyoko are holding up. Catch you later."

Thinking of something else to say, he stopped. "Oh, and Ulrich..."

"What?"

"You're going to have to tell her how you feel one of these days. You can't keep her in the dark like you've been doing."

"I know," I mumbled, looking down.

Odd continued on his way to go see Jeremie.

I knew my friend was right, I would have to tell Yumi. But the thought scared me. My mind automatically came up with hundreds of scenarios where I'd tell Yumi and I'd get rejected somehow.

/Stop it./

"Ok," I decided. "I'll tell her today."

I walked off to find Yumi.

A/N: Originally, this chapter had a lto more heat in between Ulrich and Yumi, but after reveiwing it I cut it out. What do you think? Please reveiw!