A boy no more then thirteen lay in a hospital bed, breathing lightly and slowly. Beside him sleeps his best friend, who is leaning on the bed. He snores slightly. In one of the corners of the room sleeps a girl in a black dress. Her hair is shoulder length and in her hand she clutches a picture. It is kind of blurry from the rain that is beating on the window outside, but the faces are untouched. They're beauty is isolated forever.
"Ehem," says a doctor dress in white. Ulrich straitens up, yawning.
"Your name is Mr…Stern?" The doctor asks.
Ulrich nodded. "Is he ok?"
"He should be awake in a day, or maybe two. The concussion was sever, and I don't know if he'll remember anything that has happened."
"He…won't?" a blond asked, quietly entering the room.
"I'm afraid not," the doctor replies. He looks the three over. "You should go back to your homes. All he needs is rest."
Ulrich shakes his head. "No. I can't leave him."
Yumi nods in agreement, but Ulrich shakes his head once more. "You and Jeremie look tired. Why don't you go home? I'll be there when I know Odd's parents are coming. I don't want him to wake up alone."
Yumi nods and her and Jeremie make there way to the door. Yumi stops and walks back toward Ulrich. She kisses him on the cheek.
"Thank you, Ulrich," she says smiling and makes her way out of the room.
Ulrich nods and leans back in his chair. He wants to forget what had just happened, what had happened a few hours ago. So he closed his eyes for more sleep.