Hey there everyone! I know I said that thisstory was going to be a oneshot, but so many people convinced me otherwise. The rating still stands as 'M' because I feel that this story is going to have a slow plot. I will update often, of course, but I will make it seem like real time. I think...
I would like to dedicate this chapter to all the reviewers of Chapter 1: The Dream of this story. I don't want to write out all your names because some of you aren't registered on the site. Thanks again for the wonderful reviews.
Chapter 2: The Meeting
Ulrich jumped out of the shower and grabbed his clothes. I can't believe I stayed in the shower for so long! Ulrich thought as he snatched a towel off the banister near the shower stall. I don't want any early risers finding my sheets in the washer!
Barely stopping in the bathrooms to put his shirt on, Ulrich stormed out of the bathroom and raced down to the washing machines, towel still wrapped around his waist. When he arrived, Ulrich sighed with relief. There's no one here and my washer just finished. I guess I should dry the sheets now.
Tightening the towel around his waist, Ulrich opened the washer and lifted out his sheets, which were sopping wet. Great. Now I'm soaked, AGAIN! Ulrich gave another sigh and tossed his sheets on top of a drier. I might as well dry my shirt while I'm here.
Quickly dropping his towel, Ulrich yanked his shorts on and then took his sopping wet tank top off and tossed it into the drier, along with the sheets. Shrugging, Ulrich threw in the wet towel as well. I might as well do it now, so I won't have to do it later. All the students were required to wash and dry any school item of clothing, whether it be a clean shirt from the nurses' office, or a towel from the shower because you forgot yours.
Standing in the washroom, half naked in only a pair of too small beige shorts, Ulrich leaned against the wall, waiting for his stuff to dry, hands behind his head.
Ulrich jumped nearly five feet in the air when the buzzer for the drier went off. Recovering himself and mumbling about too loud washers, Ulrich grabbed his sheets and folded them neatly in a pile before donning his shirt and grabbing the towel.
Walking back to the bathroom to drop of the now clean towel, Ulrich realized that he had left his sandals in the bathroom. I'm going there now, so I'll just pick 'em up. While walking down the hallway, Ulrich managed to catch a glimpse of a clock down a side hall. Oh shit! It's nearly 6:30! I better hurry then.
Picking up his pace, Ulrich ran into the showers to find William, soaking wet and steaming from his shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his lean figure and semi-muscular figure. William had a small patch of hair on his chest and when his arm moved, Ulrich saw his underarm was covered in hair. Raising Ulrich's sandals, William asked "These yours, Ulrich? They were sitting here on the floor."
"Ya, they are. I couldn't sleep and came for an early shower. I forgot them when I left. Wait, what are you doing here?" asked Ulrich, shifting the sheets from one arm to the other, as he didn't want them to get wet again.
"Same thing as you. I was up all night thinking of Yumi. I even had this dream…"
William was cut off as Ulrich, not wanting to hear another guy's fantasies, asked "Can I have 'em back now? I'm kinda in a hurry." Ulrich was fidgeting with impatience as William looked over and tossed the sandals on the floor in front of him as he was walking back towards a stall. Ulrich was splashed with cold water from the floor as his sandals bounced around. Great. Now I have to dry myself, again…This day is too long already.
"Sorry about that Ulrich. Lemme get you a towel." said William apologetically as he turned and went to go grab a towel from a bin by the entrance to the showers.
Ulrich was about to tell him it wasn't necessary when William bent down to grab a towel, and his own dropped to the floor. Ulrich quickly turned his head, a little embarrassed that he had just seen another guy's ass and somewhat hairy balls. Just as quickly, William snatched his towel off the floor and wrapped it back around his waist.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry…" began William, his face the shade of an overripe tomato. He thrust the towel at Ulrich and then raced around the corner into a stall to grab his stuff. Still apologizing and still blushing, William shoved open the door and ran back to his room, towel flapping madly in the rush of air.
Ulrich stood stunned for a minute, and then nearly fell over, he was laughing so hard.Tears leaking from the corner of his eyes as he clenched his sides, Ulrich almost dropped his sheets. Recovering himself but still smirking, Ulrich shifted the sheets and slipped on his wet sandals. Dropping the two towels back in then towel bin, Ulrich turned to leave the showers and go get ready for his meeting with Yumi.
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Yumi walked out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around under her arms, and a towel twisted around on her head, so her hair would be somewhat dry. Walking the ten feet to her bedroom, Yumi startled at a small bang from the room next to her door. It's only Hiroki, flailing about as usual. thought Yumi as she walked into her room. Glancing at the clock, Yumi saw that it was almost eight o'clock. That gives me plenty of time to get to school and meet Ulrich at eight-thirty.
Getting dressed in her usual pair of black denim jeans and black long-sleeved shirt, Yumi sprayed on some new perfume she had bought yesterday while at the store with her mother. Who knows? thought Yumi as she smiled to herself. Maybe Ulrich will finally ask me out today. Yumi was giddy at the thought of being Ulrich's girlfriend.
With one last puff of her strawberries and roses perfume, Yumi went downstairs and grabbed a pen and paper. She was writing a note to her parents, so they would know where she had gone and wouldn't worry.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I have gone to school early to meet with my friends. We are planning on going out to see a movie in town. See you around 10!
Love, Yumi
Finishing her phony note, Yumi placed it on the fridge door, where she was sure her father at least would see it when he went for his morning glass of milk. Actually, the movies doesn't sound all that bad. Maybe I can convince everyone we should go.
Yumi grabbed a light jacket, in case it got cold a little later on, and went out the door, making sure she had her spare key and that the door was locked. Whistling a little as she walked down the street to school, Yumi's thoughts were filled with images of Ulrich asking her out on a date and if she wanted to be his girlfriend. With a sigh, Yumi thought to herself. I can dream, can't I?
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Ulrich had just pulled his second shirt on when he dared look at the clock. Upon getting back to his room at 7:15, Ulrich dried his legs and shoes with one of Odd's shirts. It's not like he doesn't have enough purple clothes. And besides, a little water never hurt anyone.
Dropping his sheets on the bed, Ulrich spent the next the next half-hour trying to move his mattress enough so that he could make his bed, but not so much that he couldn't put it back. Upon finally finishing remaking the bed, Ulrich grabbed some clothes from his dresser pulled them on. Looking at himself in the small mirror hanging on the door, Ulrich decided to put on some new cologne that he had found at the bottom of his drawer the other day. Giving an experimental spray, Ulrich sniffed. Whoa! It's really strong. I should only use one or two sprays of it.
Six sprays later, Ulrich pulled back on his second shirt and looked at the clock. It was 8:15. Jeez. I can't believe that I just spent that much time getting dressed. With a shrug, Ulrich smiled to himself. I should look nice for today. It's the day that I ask Yumi to be my girlfriend. I hope…
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Yumi walked through the front gates of the school and was heading to the gang's bench where she usually met Ulrich when she saw him walking out of the dorms. Looking up at the clock on the front of the building, Yumi noted that it was 8:25. It looks like I'm early.
Ducking behind a tree, Yumi watched as Ulrich went over to the bench and sat down. He too looked up at the clock and then sighed. Placing his hands behind his head, Ulrich leaned back on the bench and closed his eyes.
Yumi decided that she was going to have some fun with Ulrich, even if she wasn't going to become his girlfriend today. Smiling to herself, Yumi walked around the park to just behind the bench. Standing up, Yumi placed her hands on Ulrich's shoulders and said "Hey there, handsome!"
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