Srry I haven't updated in like forever!!! Lets' just say that I have had a busy last few weeks and had no access to a computer so yea but just be happy you have this now…lol
Ulrich stood up from the hard metal bench he was sitting on.
In his mind Ulrich was going over the past few hours, it was like a sad book he had just finished reading, he wouldn't be able to erase the images from his mind for hours.
Flashes of people, officers, and Yumi raced through Ulrich head rapidly, try as he might he couldn't get rid of them.
To take his mind off of Yumi Ulrich decided to look around his small, one inmate cell. The wall was cold concrete and everything else in the cell was either metal or a cold starchy fabric.
Suddenly an image of Yumi crying as he was being dragged out of the church popped into Ulrich head. Before he knew it he punched the wall opposite where he was sitting on the metal bench, he wouldn't have known he had even punched anything hadn't it been the small line of blood streaming from his hand.
A single tear fell from Ulrich's cheek as he made his way towards the small, barred window occupied the back of his cell. Ulrich put his hands around two of the bars and looked up at the sky, "What did I do to deserve this?!?!?!" Ulrich shouted to the night sky as if it knew the answers. From inside the jail men's voice shouted at Ulrich to shut up and be quite. Ulrich turned to face the barred door to his cell, he rolled his eyes and laid on the small metal bed with the starchy faded green sheets. He had no idea what tomorrow would bring but he was ready, he was ready to see Yumi again. After all today was supposed to be their wedding night.
Yumi looked up at the dark winding staircase that led upstairs in her temporary apartment that was unusually large, this was the night that Ulrich and she were supposed to be in their new house, and they were supposed to be married.
Yumi shook her head as she started up the stairs, she couldn't think those thoughts or she would start to cry.
As Yumi reached the tops of the stairs she noticed a trail of rose petals leading to Ulrich's and her bedroom. Yumi bent down and picked up a petal, it was a deep blood red and was still soft which meant that someone had done this the minute that Ulrich and her had left that morning.
Yumi walked a small part of the way up to her bedroom and turned quickly to meet a closet. Yumi opened the closet quickly and grabbed a small red suitcase out. She didn't need anything big, just something to tide her over until Ulrich got out of jail.
Yumi turned back around and slowly followed the thin trail of rose petals. Yumi almost hit her head as she followed the trail of petals right into the bedroom door. Yumi's hands trembled as she slowly turned the knob on the door, she couldn't help but let her eyes watered as she thought of Ulrich and how he probably set all this up.
Yumi could hardly keep herself from practically falling over with shock when she opened the door to the bedroom. Inside someone had changed the sheets on the bed to deep red and light red hues, put up an incense block on the dresser, and had set music out near the stereo. Yumi walked over to the dresser as if in a trance and lightly traced her fingers over the dark mahogany wood of the dresser top.
So she wouldn't have a chance to cry Yumi quickly turned and opened the closet so she could grab some clothes out and quickly get back to Aelita who was still waiting for her outside in the car.
After ten minutes of deciding Yumi finally decided upon packing a couple of t-shirts and two pairs of pants.
Yumi turned and laid her small suitcase on the floor behind her and started to slowly slip off her wedding dress.
Yumi turned around after she had slipped off her dress and rummaged around in the hamper next to the dresser. Before long Yumi had one of Ulrich's shirts from the day before and slipped on a pair of shorts she hadn't seen in quite awhile.
As a last minute thought Yumi grabbed a pair of pajama pants and a large t-shirt of Ulrich's and shoved them into her suitcase.
Yumi slipped on a pair of shoes gave the room one last look over. Suddenly Yumi felt her breath catch in her throat and she quickly sat down on the bed so she wouldn't pass out.
After catching her breath Yumi looked to her right and saw the picture of Ulrich she had token of Ulrich when they were fourteen. Yumi slowly leaned over and stroked the picture with a single finger. Yumi turned back facing forward and slowly laid back on her back.
Suddenly Yumi felt a hard patch hit her head. Yumi reached up under head and pulled out an envelope that had her name written in small black letters, it was obviously Ulrich's handwriting.
Yumi could feel tears gather in her eyes as she slowly opened the envelope with trembling hands. Soon she had the letter inside open and was quickly reading the first sentence.
Yumi,
I know tonight is our wedding night and we are supposed to be on our honeymoon but I've planned something special since you are special. While you're reading this I am probably in the bathroom taking off the horrible stiff tuxedo so when I get back I hope you know to expect something special to come with me. What I've planned is half secret and half of it I can tell you. I have planned for us to go somewhere special for tonight, somewhere you won't expect. So now go over and get a suitcase out of the hallway closet and pack whatever you care to bring, I have already packed so don't worry about me. Just remember Yumi tonight you are officially, Yumi Tashima Stern and no one can take that away from you. I love you with all my heart and if anything ever happens to me just know that I will never stop loving you.
Sincerely,
Ulrich
Yumi closed her eyes and let her pent up tears flow. She knew she would have to stop sooner or later but she decided she would cry now and get it over with.
After another half an hour Yumi was back in the car with Aelita. Aelita seeing that Yumi's eyes were red and puffy again didn't ask anything but simply started the car and drove off. The whole way back to Aelita's apartment Yumi kept rereading the note from Ulrich, holding it close to her heart whenever she took the time to look out the window at the dark gloomy world outside of the quite car.
