Hi my people! I am updating the last chapter of this. Yes, this is a last chapter, and yes, this is a trilogy, which means there will be one more with Xavier in it. So, without any further speaking, here it is.
Ulrich walked into the hospital with odd trailing behind him slowly. He walked up to the front desk. A young man was sitting there, shuffling papers. "I'm-I'm looking for Yumi Ishyama. Do you know where she is?" Ulrich said softly. The young boy looked up, and said, "She's in the third door on the right, but you can't go in right now, the doctors are in there," he said. Ulrich smiled then motioned to Odd to come. They both went and sat down in the two chairs next to the room. They sat, and sat, and sat some more. Ulrich sat up angrily. "What the heck are they doing in there?" he said. Odd shrugged. Ulrich stood up, and then opened the door to see that no one was in there.
He stormed out. "She isn't in there," he said to odd as he stomped toward the desk. This time, an older woman was sitting there, "Where's Yumi Ishyama?" Ulrich said shortly. "Um, I'm not sure, she's been everywhere lately. I'll page her doctors for you. Are you her friends? Do you know why her parents aren't here?" the lady asked as she picked up the phone. "Well, yeah, we're her friends, and she doesn't have any parents." Odd said quietly.
The lady nodded, then said, "Paging Dr. Lucas, Dr. Lucas!" she said over the intercom. (Yes, I know it was different in Head Over Heels, but I couldn't remember it.) The voice erupted over the intercom. A gentle looking man walked around the corner. He saw Odd and Ulrich, and he stopped abruptly. "Oh no," he mouthed. "What?" Odd said. "You must be Mr. Stern and Mr. Della-Robbia. Is there a Mr. Tashioro with you?" he said. "No, he-he died the other day," Ulrich said uncomfortable. "Maybe that's why she kept saying those names." The man said.
"Where's Yumi?" Odd said. "And why was she saying our names?" Ulrich said concerned. "Well, um, actually," the doctor said uncomfortably. "Just tell us," odd pushed. The doctor took a deep breath. "…Miss Ishyama passed away last night. Because she was under water so long, her brain lost oxygen, causing it to shut down. We did all we could, but she never made it out of the coma," he said looking at the ground. Ulrich heard odd gasp behind him, but he couldn't say anything. It just didn't register for a while. But once it did…
When Ulrich awoke again, odd was staring back at him. He looked around, and saw that he was in hospital bed. "What happened?" he said. "You don't want to know. You trashed the entire front area. It looks like a tornado hit the entire place. They had to drug you to get you to stop." Odd said trying not to make eye contact with him. Ulrich saw the redness around his eyes. Then Ulrich remembered. He saw himself, like he was watching a movie. He threw all the stuff off the desk, turned over a cart, ripped all the pictures down, and even saw himself fling a computer at the wall.
Ulrich got off the bed. He paced. Running his fingers through his chocolate colored hair, he knew he needed to see her one more time. He walked out, and was happy when he saw Odd didn't follow him. He saw Dr. Lucas sitting on the desk talking to the lady. Ulrich walked up embarrassed. "Um, I'm sorry about what happened; I guess I just couldn't handle it," he said. The doctor smiled like he understood. "But…do you think…that I might be able to see her again?" Ulrich asked feebly. The doctor nodded slowly.
Ulrich followed behind him. They approached a darkened room. The doctor placed a key into the large lock, and then opened the door to it. "Just call me when you're done," he said as he began to walk away. Ulrich quietly walked in. He switched the light on. There she was; lying on the cold, metallic table.
Ulrich walked over. He grabbed her soft fair hand. Her face was deathly pale. Her hair was spread around her head like a mane. Her ran his finger up her cheeks, and then through her hair. He didn't get the same feeling like when he did it before. He felt empty; hollow. He dropped her hand. "This is my entire fault. I should have known that she would do something like this." He said softly. "No…it's not, man," he heard. Whipping around, he saw odd at the door. "The doctor told me I could come in as well," he said as he gently shut the door. "Ulrich, you can't blame your self for what happened."
"Why Not?" he said angrily as he slid off the table. "Because, that was Yumi's choice. Not yours," odd said. "Well, why did she do it?" Ulrich said slamming his fists against one of the walls. "Think about it…if she didn't, she would be overridden with guilt, and she would be miserable for the rest of her life. Then, she was probably afraid that we would turn her away, or that she would spread her upset feeling to us, so she decided to end it," he explained softly. Ulrich stopped. He placed his head into his hands. "Come on, let's go home," odd said, placing his arm around Ulrich. Ulrich walked out, and didn't look back
That had happened about a year ago. Victria and Blake left a little after, while Lanie permanently transferred. Ulrich had managed to survive through it, but just barely. To not cause uproar at the school, or to get people to come to the factory, the boys told the principal that she had a brain aneurysm. The school then held the funeral since her "parents" were in Japan. Ulrich didn't go. He knew he wasn't going to be able to take it. Sissi decided to stop bothering him too. But it didn't help. Ulrich may have been quiet before, but now he barely spoke. Odd looked at him lying on his bed just staring at the ceiling. He knew he owed it to Yumi to get him out of this before he ended up hurting himself.
Okay, well, that's it. I hoped you enjoyed it. I know that it's probably my worst story, but I tried, and people must have enjoyed, because if they didn't, then they wouldn't have reviewed. Actually, these stories are probably my least controversial, because I have received at least one flame for all of my other stories. Oh well, if you really did like it, all you have to do is move your little arrow to the little "go" button about 6 inches away from this. BYE! BYE! BYE! BYE! BYE!