Mr. Delmas gave Odd permission to leave for a couple days for his father's funeral. He also gave Aelita permission as she was posing to be Odd's cousin. Aelita said she wouldn't go because she wasn't that close with Odd's father. The real reason, it'd be hard to explain the Odd's mom about being a cousin she never heard of and when Odd's parents were only children and came from a long line of only children.

Odd didn't really want to go, but the rest of the gang had convinced him to go. His reasons for not wanting to go was if the press went to the funeral they'd find out he was going inherit the company and he'd wouldn't get a private moment after that. The press would follow him and then they might find about the factory. They, mostly Xenon, said it'd be good to see him once more. Xenon also added at least he wouldn't talk back and be in a coffin. Odd grudging agreed. It had been two days since he found out his father had died.

"So how long are you going to be gone?" Xenon asked. She and Odd were in his room in the late morning of a sunny Sunday. Odd was packing for the funeral. Xenon was petting Kiwi. Ulrich and Yumi were on a date in town and Jeremie and Aelita were working on her anti-virus.

"Three days." Odd replied as he put a couple of shirts in a suitcase. He was packing slowly even though he had to get to the airport, which was a half hour away, in two hours. The funeral was in the US as that's where his parents lived and where DRT was based. He was packing slowly because he really didn't want to leave Xenon. He hadn't told her he liked her, but wanted to. Xenon was deep in thought; I told myself I'd like him. Xenon sighed to herself. I'm just confused with everything.

Odd finally packed everything he'd need. He looked at Xenon. He sighed. He had to tell her. "Xenon," She looked up. Odd sat next to her on his bed. "I—I," He took a breath. He'd take the risk. If he told her and she didn't feel the same she'd be uncomfortable, but if she felt the same… "Xenon, I li--," Just do it. A voice in his head told him. "I like you." He looked at her to see her reaction. She looked like she had been frozen in time. He took this as a bad thing. "I'm sorry." He turned away. Great job, stupid. The voice said.

"For what?" Xenon asked. Odd turned back to her and she was looking at him.

"For making you uncomfortable, putting you in a position you don't have--"

Xenon put her index finder to his mouth to shush him. "I feel the same way." She put her finger down. Odd stared at her. He was uncomfortable just as he was with every girl. But with Xenon it was different. He felt the normal uncomfortable feeling but there was something else between them. Odd looked at a clock. It read 11:12 AM. His flight was leaving at 1:10.

"I have to get going." Odd said as he got up. Xenon got up and gave him a hug and Odd hugged back. When they broke apart, they stared at each other. Xenon and Odd leaned in at the same time. Their lips connected. They felt electricity flow between them. They broke apart and stared at the other.

Odd grabbed his suitcase. "I really should get going." He didn't want to go and face at whatever would happen at his father's funeral. Also, he didn't want to leave Xenon. Xenon got up. "Bye Kiwi." He said to his dog that had been watching them the whole time. "Make sure he gets fed." Odd said to Xenon.

"Don't worry, I will." Xenon said. Xenon and Odd left his room locking it. Odd gave the key to Xenon.

"Don't go in at weird times." She knew he meant when Ulrich was in there.

"I won't. Besides I'm yours and I'd never come in between Ulrich and Yumi. They just got together and they've liked each other for years." Xenon said reassuringly. Odd smiled and they walked to Jeremie's room. Xenon knocked on the door. The occupants jumped and there was a rush of movement. They heard typing while someone else walked towards the door.

"Who is it?" Aelita asked from the other side of the door.

"You're long-lost sister and a guy in purple." Xenon said with a smile. Aelita opened the door.

"Yes?"

"I'm leaving for my flight." Odd said. Aelita let out an 'oh.' Aelita gave him a quick hug and Jeremie waved. Jeremie's hair was messy, which was highly unusual.

"Bye." Aelita and Jeremie said. Xenon looked at her sister strangely.

"Bye." Odd said. Xenon and Odd walked down the hallway with Aelita following. They walked to the front of the school where a cab was waiting. Xenon and Odd hugged once again before Odd got into the waiting cab. Aelita and Xenon and waved as Odd's cab drove away. Once it was out of sight, they stopped.

"Miss Stones! Miss – uh – I don't know your name." Jim came up behind them. Xenon and Aelita turned to face Jim.

"Miss Smith."

"Miss Smith and Miss Stones back on campus."

"Jim, it's the weekend and we're over fifteen so it's within school rules that we can be off campus." Aelita said. Jim couldn't think of anything to say back so he went back through the gates into Kadic muttering something that sounded like troublemakers.

"So, what were Jeremie and you doing?" Xenon asked. Xenon had an idea what her sister was doing but being a sister, she wanted Aelita to say it.

"Uh…" Aelita said turning red. "We were…uh…" Aelita avoided Xenon piercing gaze. "Kissing." Aelita whispered. Aelita seemed as if she was ashamed.

"Well, I was wondering when you two would do anything. I'm mean after a few hours of searching for an anti-virus, I'd think you two would get bored and do something."

"Well, what about you and Odd?"

"What do you mean?" Xenon asked turning red as fast as Aelita had.

"Well, you two are perfect for each other. You both have basically the same genetics only you're a girl and he's a boy."

"So, that doesn't mean anything. I'm mean we have different personalities--"

"Then, why have you been so close to Odd over the past two days?"

"He needed someone to be there for him because of his father's death."

"We were going to be there for him too, but we noticed you two had a thing. Just like Jeremie, Odd, and myself noticed with Yumi and Ulrich." Xenon walked back onto the school grounds and Aelita followed her. "What have you and Odd been doing for all those hours alone?" It sounded like an accusation.

"We haven't done anything." Xenon said. "We've just been talking and besides Kiwi has been with us."

"Kiwi doesn't count." Xenon could sense annoying little sister coming from Aelita.

"We kissed this morning…" Aelita waited for Xenon to continue. "It was one kiss without tongue. It was short." She sighed. "Man, you're an annoying little sister."

"Wait, how do you know I'm the little sister?"

"I already told you, I can't tell you that. But I'm older by three or four minutes."

They walked onto campus only to be bored. Xenon stayed in her room to think about Odd and work on something on her computer. While, Aelita and Jeremie were busy in his room.

-()-

Odd arrived at the airport at noon; there had been traffic on the freeway. As Odd got out of the cab, he paid the fare. He walked into the airport and went through security, which took forty-five minutes. Odd walked to his gate and waited in a line to board the plane. A lady is her mid-thirties were checking passports and identities.

Odd got onto the plane and sat in his seat, which was 12J. He sat in his window seat and stared out the window. What if Xana took control of my airliner and crashed in into the Atlantic? Odd quickly pushed that thought away and thought of his father.

(Flash back)

Odd was eleven and had a drawing pad out and was drawing a picture of Kiwi who was lying on Odd's bed. Odd's room had a desk that had a dual-monitor computer system and a printer. Odd also had a TV with every game system you can imagine. Odd's father walked in. He was Italian and had black hair and brown eyes. He was about five foot eight. His father saw Odd drawing and his eyes narrowed.

"Why aren't you studying computers?" His father asked angrily.

"Its boring, drawing is a lot more fun." Odd replied not looking up as his didn't want to see his father's angry face again.

"You are the heir to my company. I will not let you destroy it when I die." His father grabbed the drawing pad out from under Odd's pencil and threw it in the trashcan that was in the room. Odd looked up angrily.

"Why don't you like art?" Odd shouted, staring straight at his father. "You're side of the family comes from a long line of artists."

"Study computers." His father said pointing at the computer system, completely ignoring his son's question. He was annoyed that Odd continued to defy him and not study computers. His father walked out the room to pass his wife in the hallway. His wife was Swedish. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. She walked into her son's room to find him taking his drawing pad out of the trash and flipping through the pictures he had previously drawn. Odd looked up.

"Hi mom." Odd said sadly. His mom gave him a hug.

"I can't stand this fighting anymore so I'm sending you to a school."

"Where?"

"I first thought northern Europe as that's where my family lives. But you've been studying French over the years--"

"I've only been learning French because that's what girls like. They called it the, 'language of love.'"

"I'm going to send you to a French school called Kadic." His mother continued. "It's a good school and they accept students from all over the world. Russia, Germany, Japan--"

"How long will I go to that school?"

"As long as you want or at least till you have to take over the company."

"Why do I have to? I'm into art and he doesn't understand that."

"I know." His mother said and she hugged him again.

(End Flash back)

Odd tore his gaze away from outside the window. He hadn't noticed that the plane had taken off and they were already above the Atlantic. He suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep till he reached New York City. People got up stretched and grab their carry-ons and were getting off the plane. As he got off and headed to a gate, which would take him to San Jose International Airport in California, wondered what Xenon was doing.

-()-

Xenon sat at her desk typing in a long series of codes. She used some of her foreign keys on her keyboard. There was a knock on her door. "Who is it?" She asked breaking her concentration.

"Aelita." Xenon walked over to the door and opened it. Sure enough it was Aelita. Aelita walked in. "So, what are you doing?" She asked staring at the computer.

"Nothing." Xenon said as she went over to her computer and pressed ctrl + S and exited out of the program.

"Oh come on."

Well, it's not as bad as how I know everything. I told myself that Aelita would be the one I'd tell about this. Xenon thought. Xenon sighed and said, "I'm working on a new sector for Lyoko."

"Why?"

"Well," Xenon reopened the application which she had been typing a long series of code. "I'm working on creating a sector where it's like a haven. I'm designing weather for this sector like rain. I'm working on where you could have all five senses--"

"But with Xana. I'm mean he's done that before to try to kill us in pain in Lyoko."

"Ah, but I'm working to where there is absolutely no way for Xana to get in."

"That'll be difficult."

"Yeah, a lot of stuff goes into making a sector." Xenon typed in more codes while Aelita watched her.

"What are you going to call the sector? Sector six?" Aelita offered.

"Can't Franz Hopper already made sector six. My sector is the seventh."

"What's the sixth sector?"

"I can't tell you that." Xenon responded and typed on her computer.

"That seems like you're favorite line." Aelita was silent for a couple minutes. "What were the other powers you were talking about that you have on Lyoko?"

"I can control weather."

"What do you mean control weather? Like Storm from X-men?" Aelita asked. Odd had showed her the X-men trilogy.

"Yeah basically."

-()-

Odd arrived in San Jose. He got off the plane and spotted his mom. Odd walked over to his mother and saw she had another relative with her. "Gram!" Odd's grandma was his father's mother. He gave a hug to each of them. "I thought you were in Italy."

"Think I'd miss my only son's funeral?" She said. Things were awkward for a couple minutes. "So, do you still draw?"

"Yeah, all the time." Odd said, noticing his mother's face added, "I still get my work done," his mother's look continued. "At last minute though."

"But it's still good that you draw and your father didn't take that away from you." His grandma said.

They remained quiet for the rest of the journey to their mansion-like house up in the hills. The house was white. It was four stories tall. It had six bedrooms, four bathrooms, a gigantic kitchen, dinning room, library, study, computer room, game room, attic, basement, and two living rooms. Odd stared at the house. It seemed bigger then he remembered it. He grabbed his bag and walked in.

"Mom, is the press going to be at the funeral?" Odd asked.

"Only a couple of reporters but no cameras." Odd's mom responded at she went to the kitchen to start dinner and Gram followed her. Odd walked up to the third floor where his room was and dropped his bag on the ground and laid down on his bed thinking of Xenon and the funeral tomorrow.

-()-

The person, who was reading a eulogy about his father, continued to drone on. In the room were people from his work, family, and people from other computer companies. The people from other companies didn't come to pay their respect but to laugh, as DRT would be demolished. They knew his son didn't know a thing about computers and was an artist. He'd never live up to being the owner.

Odd stared at the ceiling. The person had been going on for forty-five minutes. How he could find something knew to talk about now was beyond him. Odd closed he eyes only to be jabbed in the ribs by his mom. Odd rubbed the side of his black suit.

Twenty minutes later the person saying the eulogy stopped talking. About time. Odd thought. People walked up to the coffin to say their last words to his father. Odd and his mother were the last ones. His mother went a head of him and placed a hand on the coffin and whispered something inaudible. She walked away slightly crying.

Odd walked up to the coffin. He didn't touch it. 'Fuck you' and 'Bye asshole' came to Odd's mind and he tried to think of something nice to say. Odd got close to the coffin and whisper, "Thanks for giving life to me. That was the only nice thing you ever did for me." Odd half thought of spitting on the coffin but thought better of it. "Bye." Odd walked away from the coffin and went to comfort his mother.

-()-

A/N I have no clue what they say at funerals because I've never been to one. So, the funeral was short. I decided to take the ransom off. Didn't feel like waiting a while to get five reviews, but that doesn't mean don't review! Because whenever I get a review it makes my day. It makes me think that somewhere out in the world is reading what I have written.

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