OMG I'm so sorry ya'll must HATE me! bangs head on keyboard I'm sorry but I had to go to cheer camp for awhile and when I got back I left the next morning for vacation. I just got back like and hour ago. But I love you all so very much that I am updating asap! My deepest apologies! Now enjoy…

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((Yumi))

I don't know how I feel today.

Confused at Ulrich's kindness, angry at his ignorance, and sad from my memories might sum it up.

But there's something else there. I can't tell what, but seeing Ulrich makes a little spark ignite in me. Perhaps it's blinding fury, but it feels nicer than that. I don't know how to act around Ulrich anymore. I can't find it in me to be mean to him, and I feel compelled to be near him, but I sure as heck can't do that. I don't know…there's something so intimate about sharing my darkest memory with someone. I haven't talked about my brother in 8 years so the whole experience freaked me out. That night, dreams of the memory haunted me. I feel so fragile now. It's as if Ulrich is a part of me. So many things that are supposed to be stable have jolted out of place; things are changing…and I'm not sure if I like it. Well I guess only one thing changed. But it feels like everything is different and I just don't get it. One thing is for sure though; I don't feel like Yumi anymore.

Then again, maybe I'm crazy.

But I'm not sure I want to be this new Yumi. Things were just fine the way they were.

After school my parents took me to the hospital for a blood drive. I felt as if I needed to help anyone who might end up like my little brother. ((a/n I don't know where blood drives are held but this sounds right to me)) When they asked me to come in I was scared, but watching my blood spiral up the thin tube made me feel proud and noble. I imagined it being whisked off to someone's little brother in Africa, who would be saved by my blood. I thought of his parents and sister and how they would laugh and cry when he got up and they would hug him and say that they loved him. I guess that little boy would be my almost-brother. We've some similar blood running through our veins. This thought comforted me.

As I sat in a waiting room, munching on cookies they gave me, Ulrich came through the door. At first I was shocked, this didn't seem like him. But then I ducked my head down and focused on the chair next to me. However, all too soon it was occupied by a young boy of maybe seven. He looked up at me with bright eyes and a shy, friendly smile.

"Hi!" he said in a small voice.

"Hello!" I said happily. There was something so familiar about this boy. I couldn't grasp it, but that was fine because he lightened my mood.

"I'm Cameron! What's your name?" he asked, now losing his shyness.

"Cameron." I repeated. "That's a nice name. My name is Yumi." I replied

"Yumi." He said, letting the new name roll off his tongue. "That's a cool name!" he said brightly. I blushed. I have no idea why but his compliment felt good. At least, I think it was a compliment.

We fell into an animate conversation. I learned that he had a strange sort of epilepsy. Doctors couldn't quite figure out how to handle it. We were talking about that when…

"Hey Yumi." A deeper voice said. I looked up and saw Ulrich standing above us. Conveniently cough enough, Cameron's mother beckoned for him to come and he left saying goodbye. Ulrich sat down next to me and..and OH I couldn't help myself! We fell into…into…conversation! It was a normal one also! I don't know what's gotten into me! That little spark was a huge flame! I was…was….disappointed when it was time to go. But there would be school tomorrow, and I could see him there.

Ulrich and I grew a little bit closer after that. A little bit, mind you. We started to be decent to one another, and people were noticing.

"Oh Yumi! You and Ulrich would be the perfect couple!" Erika said dramatically.

"You're crazy!" I said blushing.

"And you're just figuring this out?" She questioned.

"Good point. But still we'll probably be back to hating each other soon enough." I said, not entirely sure of my words.

"Whatever!" Erika said sighing.

The thought of me and Ulrich together made my stomach do back flips. I felt all bubbly when I saw him also! Perhaps I have some sort of mutant flu. But I have a feeling that I don't. Oh I don't know what to think anymore! I needed to sort my thoughts out.

I headed over to the hospital, where my mother works as a nurse, in hopes of talking to her. I also hoped I would see little Cameron there. I started seeing him everywhere I went, strangely enough, and he became my little buddy.

As I walked down the sidewalk, I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't bother looking; I knew who it was.

"Hey Ulrich." I said as he gasped for breath.

"gasp Hey gasp Yumi." He said.

I looked behind us. "How far did you run?" I asked incredulously as he struggled to breathe.

"Never mind that." He said waving away. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"To see Cameron." I replied

We walked and talked all the way to the hospital and he came inside with me. Cameron was sitting in the overcrowded waiting room looking pale and strange, but he managed a weak smile when he saw me. Ulrich and I sat down next to him.

"Are you Ok?" I asked worriedly.

"Yeah." He said in a small voice. "I feel weird so mom is trying to get someone to look at me. Everyone's so busy though." He said, swinging his legs and looking down.

"Maybe it's the flu. It's been going around." Ulrich suggested. "I'll get you some Sprite to settle your stomach." But as Ulrich walked away, something horrible happened.

Cameron gave a shudder and fell to the floor. He was shaking and flailing everywhere and I was so scared! I bent down on the ground and tried to keep him from kicking everywhere and yelled for help. But the room was so busy that no one noticed except for a few frightened-looking people who didn't know what to do. I returned to Cameron who was still flailing about. Suddenly, his head fell to the side and he grew frighteningly still.

No one needed to tell me that Cameron was dead.

I saw my brother, shaking in my arms, 8 yrs ago. Everything was so hazy. Cameron, my brother, Cameron. Someone took Cameron from me. Was it Cameron or was it my brother? I couldn't see. I stared at my hands. Death was on my hands. Someone called my name. Cameron? Little brother?...Ulrich? I felt myself being lifted to my feet by a strong pair of arms.

"My hands!" I screamed.

My hands….

Wow…that was so sad. I got that idea from A Ring of Endless Light. I know this story completely turned itself around but that's the way life is…and this is Yumi's life. I hope you enjoyed! Please review!