Authors' note: As I promised...my editor did good this time. Sorry all my chapters are so short. Its just the way I wrote it. Oh I thought you might like to know that normally if something is in perentheses ( )'s its me talking to you the reader. Just though you might be confused. That and I LOVE adding comments here and there. Boy that was a mouthful.

Editors' note: umm...no comment...

Warning" OOC-ness

Pairings: Same

Insults

"Where did my parents go?" Yumi asked after she paused on the stairs.

"Your father went to answer a business call and your mom is setting the table," Yuki answered smugly.

"I should go help my mom," Yumi said as she backed up towards the dinning room, Making sure to keep both eyes on Yuki.

"But that would take all the fun out of us being left alone," Yuki said as he stood up and started to walk towards her.

Yumi looked for an escape route but her only option was to get trapped on the stairs. (Not the best plan)

"You even think about touching me and me-I'll scream!" Yumi threatened.

"Oh but soon you won't have that option. No parents, no Ulrich, nobody can stop me," Yuki snickered as he drew ever closer. Yumi was to the point where panic was all she could think about it. After taking a small breath, Yumi slowly reached her hand up to her back pocket. Once she had hold of her phone, she hit the 5 button (Ulrich was on speed dial) and hit send. She heard the line ring for a moment and then a grumpy 'Hello," from Ulrich.

Instead of hanging up, she decided to talk louder so Yuki would suspect that she was intentionally drawing her parent's attention. Little did he know, Ulrich was listening via cell phone.

Yuki, who was standing so close to Yumi that she had to turn her head so she wouldn't smell his overly mint breath, was now stroking Yumi's raven-colored hair. Running the hair through his fingers first then, gently sliding them down her face. The thought of his skin touching hers, sickened her to the point where barfing was a fresh thought.

"A 'pure' man like yourself shouldn't touch an innocent girl like me. What would people think," Yumi said in cold sarcasm.

"If they saw you, they would understand my thoughts completely. Besides a good thing like you, shouldn't be wasted on trash like that punk friend of yours. From now on I want you to stay away from him," Yuki said harshly. The death glare was all over Yumi's eyes by now. (GO DEATH GLARE!!!! tee...hee...sorry I'll stop now)

"How dare you, insult my friends?" Yumi shouted as she slapped him, "How dare you?" She repeated. At first Yuki just sat there looking away from her, in the direction of the ground behind him. (Like when he was slapped someone hit the pause button freezing him like a statue...hope that helps a little...I need to work on that form of my writting) Then the shock passed and rage took its place. Yuki turned around and grabbed Yumi's wrist. She winced at how tight his grip was.

"I said don't hang out with that punk…" Yuki never got to finish. Ulrich had flung the door open and was glaring at Yuki.

"Take your hands off her!" Ulrich shouted as he shoved Yuki out of the way. Despite the fact that Ulrich wasn't all that tall for a sixteen year old boy, he was anything but weak. (especially when he's pissed off)