Unwanted
"William, what do you want?" Yuimi asked.
"You'll see," he replied, pulling her deeper and deeper into the forest. They came to a small clearing. William pulled Yumi close to him, and pressed his lips to hers. They both heard a faint sound of footsteps. Unless they were mistaken, it was Ulrich running off.
"William, I hate you! Never, ever, ever do that again! I NEVER liked you!" Yumi took off, following Ulrich. Yumi knew Ulrich well enough to know exactly where he was going. A tree that Yumi and her friends called "Ulrich's Tree", because that was where he always went to mope.
"Go away Yumi! I never want to speak to you again!" Ulrich screamed.
"Ulrich, I didn't want William to kiss me, honest. Please believe me."
"Why should I?"
"I told William that I hate him, which I do."
Ulrich looked at her. "You hate him?"
"Yes, and, he left an absolutely terrible taster in my mouth, do you know how to get rid of it?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Well, you could drink a ton of water, but then you'd have to go to the bathroom; you could spit, but I doubt you'd do that either; or, you could do - the third.
"And that would be -?"
"This," he said, pressing his lips to hers softly.
"I think I like the third one," she said, when they pulled back.
"I thought you would," said Ulrich, his cheeks turning a beautiful crimson. He put his arm around her and they watched the sun set into the distance. William watched from behind a tree, tears streaming down his face. He wondered what Ulrich had that he didn't. The answer was simple, Ulrich had Yumi.