"Oh man, not now!!" Ulrich cried, throwing his stuff carelessly around the courtyard as three of his friends watched him wreak havoc on his poor backpack. After a while of listening to Ulrich's disbelieving cries and curses, Odd finally managed to ask the question running through all of their minds.

"Dude, what is it?"

"My Language project! It's gone, I swear it was right here but now it's gone!"

"Well, try to think. Where was the last time you saw it?" Aelita said, trying to calm him down. Ulrich shook his head, claiming it could be anywhere.

Jeremy glanced at his watch. "Class starts in two minutes, Ulrich, better find it fast!" Odd had already given up.

"Better think of a good excuse fast!" he said, imitating Jeremy. Jeremy gave him a glare and Odd shrugged and smiled. Ulrich groaned and began to dejectedly repacking his bag, his spirits hanging really low.

"Oh…goddam—, Urgh, I this!!" he exclaimed, kicking the bench. His toes screamed as he kicked solid metal, but he covered up his pain. Before he knew it, the screeching sound of the bell shattered his ear drums. He groaned and mournfully picked up his bag. One hundred points, straight down the drain…he thought sulkily. Damn…and I worked so hard on it too…

Since his head was down, he couldn't see who exactly was in front of him, so it was no surprise when he ran right into someone.

"Hey, watch—Oh, there you are! I've been looking for you! Here, I found this in the park, you must need it. Anyway, I've gotta go to class, see ya!" Yumi ran off before Ulrich could say a single word of astonishing thanks as she dropped a slightly dewed notebook into his arms. Ulrich could hardly believe his luck! With newfound spirit, he sprinted straight into his language room, seating himself right next to Odd and slapping his notebook down onto the table. Odd jumped from his dazed state and stared at the book.

"Wha, oh hey, you found it! Where?"

"Yumi found it in the woods," Ulrich panted, "She gave it to me two seconds ago. Talk about stroke of luck!"

Odd yawned, "That's nice man, now be quiet. It's my naptime."

Ulrich rolled his eyes and sat down, flipping open to his story. To his surprise, there was a yellow post-it note stuck in between the pages. He felt his face slightly get hot as he read what Yumi had wrote in elegant, smooth handwriting.

Touching story, Ulrich.

--Y

P.S. I really liked the two main characters.

Snatching the note before anyone else could see it; he stuffed it into his pocket. Yumi wasn't exactly supposed to read it yet, as Ulrich still hadn't found enough courage to tell her anything, but what the heck.

It's not like it would start an entire war between their two families or anything.

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And what I don't say is that later in the day Yumi and Ulrich have a soft talk blah blah blah who cares. Really. I don't need to go blabbing on that long, I just stuck the first and third chapter on here so it would be more suitable here, even though the second chapter IS fanfiction.

And besides, you're on fanfiction! You people should be creative enough to fantasize about what happens afterwards! Gawsh! (oh, just don't write about it though. Don't write about what happens afterwards, please. If I find you do...well then...let's just say that even Phoenix Wright won't be able to save you from your ultimate doom...)

But that's morbid. Please please PLEASE review, for God's (and Amaterasu's) sake! (ahaha...instead of sake you could read it as sa-kay. HAHAHA. Japanese Rice wine. HAHA.)