Dedicated to: Heather. What a loser you are, ;). (If you are her you'll know what I'm talking about, xP)

They had all piled into a taxi as soon as they heard. Jim wouldn't mind, this was an emergency. Each one had gotten the same message on their cell phone:

Goodbye,

Y.

Ulrich was fidgeting in his seat, he couldn't keep still! She was about to get on a plane to a different country, and he would never see her again. A cruel punishment for love. Odd was staring at his friend, trying to calm him down. He wasn't usually like this; Ulrich had become a master in controlling his feelings.

On the other side of the taxi, Aelita was crying softly. Jerimie had put his arm around her to try and comfort her, but to no avail. His eyes were full of grief; Yumi was like a sister to him. How could she possibly leave them?

When the cab stopped, they rushed out and into the gates of the airport. Stopping only to ask what plane was heading for Japan, they searched for her endlessly.

Until they spotted a Japanese girl sobbing quietly by a window. Her black cloths were wrinkled, and her hair was tied up into a tight bun. A small boy was sitting next to her, swinging his feet aimlessly back and forth.

Aelita was the first one to approach her, lifting her head from her hands. Enveloping her into a hug, she rocked back and forth, her crying getting lighter. Jerimie and Odd followed quickly after, while Ulrich watched from afar.

She looked stunning from where he was standing, a beauty he had only seen once or twice before. Tears were dripping off her chin, and falling gently to the carpet beneath her feet. Why must she waist her tears on sadness? Those tears should be shed for an engagement, a wedding. Even her first child, but not for the sadness of a departure.

That was when he walked over, and kneeled in front of her. The scene of last weeks confession was replaying in his head. He slowly brushed her tears away, and kissed her tear stained cheek.

"Don't cry," his voice was shaky, uncertain at least.

She managed a smile, "I won't, as long as you all are with me." Her eyes were still sealed shut, only opening them to look into his dark olive green eyes. "But I'm leaving, and you guys can't come with me." Her expression dropped, and another year slid down her face.

"We can always call you," Aelita put in, with a smile, "or if you have an e-mail, we could make them too. We can always stay in touch!"

Odd had his goofy smile on again, "Plus, it's not like you can ever forget us anyway! We'll always be with you, in your mind."

He had been right; they would never forget each other. They could stay in touch for a few years, too. Bonds would never weaken, but memories would start to fade. Every once in a while she would get a call, but when she lost her cell phone, she would never hear from them again.

Over the loud speaker, a woman announced the final boarding call for the flight to Japan. Her eyes started to water again, and she fell into Ulrich arms.

"Shh, don't cry, everything will be alright. It's okay."

"It is not okay!" She shot out of her seat and turned around. This wasn't fair, what had she done to deserve this?

He took her by the shoulders and turned her around, "Yumi, I love you, and there is nothing more heartbreaking than to see you leaving. I never thought this day would come, but her it is. Nothing can change what it happening, but you have to know we are all here for you." Tears were now streaming down his face, and she could only stare.

"I love you too," she looked around at the gang. She hugged each one, kissing Ulrich one last time before grabbing her carry on. "Don't forget me, please."

In unison, they all looked at her and said, "Never."

With that, she walked through the door, and through the passageway onto the plane. (AN what are those thingies called anyway?) Taking a seat next to her brother, she closed her eyes and slid down further into her seat. The ping of her cell phone startled her, and she opened the message.

We miss u, call when u get there.

U+O+A+J.

She smiled, and began typing on her cellular device.

I miss u to. Will do.

Y.

Just as she pressed send, the pilot announced all electronic devices should be turned off. Buckling her seat belt, Yumi looked past her brother and out the window. Through the glass, she could see four sullen figures. One lifted up a rectangular item, and seemed to smile.

Leaning back into her seat again, she prepared for her flight. She was about to start a new life, with friends 5 hours away to help her. Her heart ached, but she knew she had to be strong. For her brother, her family, and for herself.

Ulrich had paid the taxi, and given the driver a generous tip. They had all made it back to their dorms unnoticed, at 7 in the morning. There were no classes today, being Sunday, so they didn't have to worry about getting up for school.

In Ulrich's and Odd's dorm, the sulking had begun. Kiwi was being pet lethargically by Odd, who was staring into space. Ulrich was lying on his back, counting the dots on the ceiling.

"She's gone," he still couldn't believe it. He was in love with her, always had been, and now the closest he could get to her was a long distance phone call.

Snapping out of his trance, Odd responded, "I know buddy, but things will work out…" even he couldn't believe his own words. What about XANA? Things were difficult enough with four people, now only three?

As if on cue, the quiet ring of a phone went off. Looking at the caller ID, the brown haired boy shot out of bed.

"Yumi! You don't know how much,"

"I miss you." The noise a busy street could be heard in the background, but all he heard was the voice of an angel, his angel.

Yumi.

AN/ rather odd ending, I know, but I am being rushed by someone –cough- :P.

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