A/N Sorry it took so long to update. Flu/School/Cold/Pain in the Ass Teachers/Parents/Finals don't help me update any faster. Anyway, here's chapter 5.

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Chapter 5: My First Friend

Not too long after he left the principal's office, Ulrich found himself outside Jeremie's dorm. He'd done a lot of thinking along the way, mainly processing the happenings of the last hour. Not only had he learned that Odd was parentless, but that his purple obsessed friend wouldn't be around too much longer.

The brunette turned his attention back to Jeremie's door after his mini-distraction. He knocked and let himself in. Ulrich saw Yumi sleeping one bed while Aelita snoozed on the other. Even in slumber, the green lad noticed worry eclipsing the girls' expressions.

Surprisingly, the blonde genius wasn't fast asleep. He was hunched over at his desk, sitting in his computer chair. At first, it looked like he was just sitting there, staring at the glossy oak of his desk. Upon further inspection, Ulrich discovered, that Jeremie was looking at his beloved birthday present; it was the one Odd gave him, the one of him and all his friends standing together.

"I like that that drawing, too." Ulrich stated, quietly walking up to Jeremie.

"It's the best present I've ever gotten." Jeremie replied, whirling around to face the soccer star.

From first sight, Ulrich could tell Jeremie wasn't doing too well. He looked extremely worn-out, bags under his eyes, his hair unkempt, his glasses misaligned.

"How's he doing?" Jeremie asked

"Physically, he's fine," Ulrich started, "but mentally, he's a wreck. The nurse said he collapsed because of post-traumatic stress."

"Stress form what?" Jeremie countered.

"He, um, uh…" Ulrich stammered

"Out with it, Ulrich." Jeremie was becoming impatient.

"He…he lost his parents, Jer."

"Oh my god. That's horrible…" The blonde was at a loss for words.

"But that's not the end of it, there's more."

"More?" Jeremie asked unbelieving, regaining some of his voice.

"Odd is going to be sent away to a foster family." The green clad solemnly answered, his eyes becoming watery. "Social services already lined him up with a family. He'll be gone in two weeks and there's nothing we can do to stop it."

Jeremie looked at Ulrich like he speaking a different language, as if he didn't understand. What he said couldn't be true. Maybe he heard wrong…

"Can you say that again, Ulrich?"

"Odd's leaving Kadic in two weeks and there's nothing we can do. I already asked Delmas if he block the adoption, but he's not allowed to interfere with social services." Ulrich grimaced.

"I guess I heard right then…" Jeremie looked as if he allowed XANA to take over the world.

Ulrich could see the sadness in the blonde's blue orbs. He knew that the purple clad boy meant a lot to Jeremie. After all, Odd was the genius' first real friend, way before Ulrich, Yumi, or Aelita.

The two blondes met at Kadic Elementary in the 3rd grade. Back then, Jeremie was beat up on a daily basis. Odd, as he was now, was the class clown. One day, Jeremie was being bullied by Joey B., the biggest kind in the class. After Jeremie refused to give Joey his lunch money, he got a swift punch to the face, knocking him to the ground. Odd ran over to help him up, but Joey B. didn't like that too much. Odd got the beating of his life, but spared Jeremie of anymore pain. They've been friends ever since.

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Demarco DellaRobbia; his Italian half. He was a thin man. His job as a personal trainer kept him in shape. He had a gentle face, blue eyes, and rich chocolate hair. The man barely topped 5' 9" in height, but if you thought you could beat this guy in a fight, you would be sadly mistaken. Demarco was tough when he needed to be, otherwise, he was a laid back guy.

Mr. DellaRobbia was extremely close to his son. He talked to him every week, whether by mail, e-mail, or phone. The idea of shipping his son off to some boarding school in wasn't that of a great father-son relationship. But, with the traveling he and his wife did, it wouldn't be fair to keep enrolling his boy in a new school every few months. It would be better to see his son get a good education from a well recognized school and only see him a few times a year; whatever was best for Odd.

The night of the crash…he saw those eighteen wheels charging at him, head-on. He couldn't get out of the way, the breaks failed. I love you, son………

Birget DellaRobbia; his Norwegian half. She was a nicely shaped woman. She had long blonde locks, cerulean blue eyes, and a smile that could brighten the darkest corners of hell. Height-wise, she was short, barely reaching 5'6".

Mrs. DellaRobbia was a creative being; an artist trying to get discovered. The created numerous paintings. Many of them told the quiet story of the French countryside. However, her most prized work was of her son. Odd was clothed in his usual purple attire, grinning like a fool. His mother captured his essence perfectly; a carefree spirit.

The night of the crash…she saw those eighteen wheels charging at her, head-on. She couldn't get out of the way, the brakes failed. I love you, Odd…

Odd didn't make it far after he left Delmas' office. Although he sprinted out of the room, he lost his energy fast, only making it to the courtyard bench before his legs gave out. He collapsed on the wooden slats that the seat offered.

How could this happen? How could this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? The purple clad youth was curled up on the bench, legs to his chest, eyes wide shut. Anguish seized the small teen's body, refusing to lessen its grip. It was suffocating him; overwhelming him. Small streams leaked from the corners of Odd's azure orbs. Why me?

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A/N I know what you're thinking. It took two months for this. I know it wasn't the greatest or the longest chapter, but I had to post something. This was technically only half of the chapter; the flashback part. I decided to split it. I PROMICE I'll update within a week and the next chapter will be much longer. Until then, read and review.