By azn DREAMER xD
A/N: Haha yeah I sort of changed the lettering around my pen name. But eh, you barely notice anyway.
Here's the next chapter of TLOTRAF, read, review, enjoy!
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Odd and Jeremie trudged back to the hotel, tired. Ashley had been acting strange, whispering to Deana, Skye, and Aelita like there was no tomorrow. So, they left. Jim was probably on a muttering curse attack right now, standing at the front of the hotel, banging the wall.
And, they were right. Except the curse attack and the banging. But it looked like he was going to.
Jim was waiting outside of the hotel, his arms folded, a huge thundering rain cloud over his head. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!" he thundered.
"Um. Hi Jim." They answered nervously.
"WHERE IS ULRICH, HM?" he roared, looking like he was on the verge of a curse attack. Uh oh.
"Um… Um!" Jeremie and Odd looked at each other in panic. What were they supposed to say? That he was in JAPAN with a ROCKSTAR? Definitely not.
"HE'S IN JAPAN WITH A ROCKSTAR!" Odd blurted out, screaming.
Okay, maybe not.
Silence.
"WHAT THE FUUU-"
"Excuse me, sir, what in the BLAZES is going on here!" an elderly man came out, hollering. "JEEZ LOUISE, YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF, YOU… ADULT MAN!
"HOW DARE YOU ATTEMPT TO CURSE. MY ENTIRE LOBBY CAN HEAR EVERYTHING YOU ARE SAYING! NOT THE WHIPPER SNAPPERS OF COURSE BECAUSE THEY ARE GOOD, PROPER YOUNG MEN."
Odd and Jeremie put on an angelic smile. They considered running for their lives back to their room, but decided to watch the old man humiliate Jim a little while longer…
"I AM MR. MILANOS, THE MANAGER, AND I EXPECT EVERY ONE OF MY VISITORS TO BE COURTEOUS OR I WILL KICK THEM OUT AND-"
Okay, yeah, they were bored.
Jeremie and Odd ran inside the hotel, not stopping until they reached their hotel room, ignoring the yells by Jim.
"Okay, where's the key." The looked at each other nervously when they reached their room.
"You have it!" they both yelled at the same time.
Instantly, they began searching for the key, pockets, shoes…
"Hey, wait!" Jeremie cried. "You put it under the WELCOME mat, remember?"
"... Oh." Odd pulled out the key from the welcome mat and unlocked the door.
Jeremie smiled happily. "MY LAPTOP!" he ran over to his beloved laptop and hugged it. "I HAVEN'T BEEN UNITED WITH YOU FOR SO LONG!"
Odd rolled his eyes and jumped onto his bed, clutching his pillow. "G'night."
"But Odd, it's only five PM-"
Odd was already asleep, probably dreaming about hamburgers.
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Ulrich kicked a rock,
grumbling.
What the heck. Yumi dumped him.
But he deserved it. He HAD been caught flirting with another girl.
But he thought it was HIS girl. She didn't even give him a chance to explain! What kind of justice was that!
Ulrich sighed, pounding his knee hard. "OWWWW..."
A few Japanese passerby stared at him as if he were a psychotic maniac.
He sighed yet again. Might as well trying to call a taxi, and see if they accepted American money...
He went to the curb and whistled loudly. A taxi came almost immediately.
"Hello," Ulrich began, "Can you take me to Yumi Ishiyama's house?" he stuck out all the money he had, praying that the driver would understand.
He didn't. The driver stared at him like all the passerby. He shook his head, and drove away.
"NOOOO! COME BACK! HEY!" Ulrich screamed.
He sank down and sat on a fire hydrant. "... Please?"
A dog sauntered over and stuck his leg out. If Ulrich didn't know any better, he would've thought that the dog was about to-
"WHAT THE HELLLLL!"
Limping away, Ulrich's leg was now wet with pee, he was lost, he had a headache, he only had American money, his girlfriend had dumped him, and he couldn't find his way back.
'So this is how a hobo lives...' Ulrich thought dryly. He had always been somewhat wealthy, and had never thought he would end up like this. In the streets of Japan... not knowing the language... being dumped...
Agh. 'Not again', Ulrich thought, 'Another recapping of events is JUST what I need right now.'
He wondered what Yumi was doing. Probably already getting right at home at her grandmother's home. In her room, taping a gigantic piece of paper with his head on it, then throwing darts at his face. He winced.
He needed to find somebody that spoke English around here. The Japanese Yumi-lookalike at the spa! As much as it pained him to go back there, desperate times call for desperate measures. Either go back there or die on the streets a hobo.
He chose to go back. Didn't take long to get back to the spa. It was barely a block away.
The girl was still there, moaning as a Japanese guy massaged her shoulders. She was whispering to him, and he grinned like an idiot in response.
Ulrich looked at them in disgust. But he shook his head and forced his feet to continue walking toward them.
The Japanese girl raised her head and looked to her side and saw Ulrich. She waved flirtatiously. Ulrich took a few deep breaths as he neared her, and spoke, "Hi."
"Hi. Are you massaging again?" she grinned as she got her arms up in the air as if she was about to throw her massager aside. As looks went, the massager person was not as close as Ulrich in the "hot" scale.
"No, I've come to ask you a question." Ulrich answered, making himself look and act serious.
"YES!"
"… What?"
"I'll marry you!"
Silence.
Ulrich lost it. "WHAT THE FXCK! I NEVER ASKED YOU TO MARRY ME, WHY WOULD I WANT TO MARRY YOU?"
He took a deep breath, inhaling in and out. He felt like he was dying. So many bubbling, aggravated emotions were running haywire.
"Oh. Then what do you want." She huffed.
"I need to get back to Yumi's house."
She made a pfftttt noise. "Babe, I don't know where your superstar girlfriend is. If I did, then things would be going lots differently."
"Okay, look, I really need a ride." Ulrich sighed.
"I have a ride, not the address." She replied, whilst letting out a moan as the massager continued to massage her shoulders, as if she was tempting Ulrich. He didn't notice.
"Look, PLEASE, I have to get back."
She pretended to think about it for awhile. Sissy clone... Ulrich thought bitterly.
"All right, fine." She finally said, picking up her purse and leaving.
The massager gaped, yelling something in Japanese in a heartfelt, tragic voice.
"Are you sure it's okay leaving your boyfriend behind?" Ulrich asked.
"Psh." The girl waved it off.
"Hey, what's your name anyway?"
"My English name is Paulina." She strutted towards her car, twirling her car keys with one finger.
Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks and turned around, looking at Ulrich with an evil twinkle in her bluer-by-contacts eyes. Ulrich couldn't help but thinking how Yumi's eyes were a pure, solid brown and how they weren't masked and made fake by contacts.
Ugh.
She crossed her arms and smiled. "One more thing, darling."
"Yeah?" he asked, crossing his arms too, mocking her position. He resolved to try to be nice to her. She was her only ticket back to Yumi. Back to Yumi's sweet scent, her gorgeous eyes, her kiss, her-
"You'll have to kiss me."
Ulrich died.
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TICK. TOCK. TICK. TOCK.
Seconds passed.
Yumi stared at the ceiling, wondering how the HECK Ulrich was going to get home.
Minutes flew by.
He would end up a hobo forever, she thought in horror. A dying, horrible creature begging for money. She would pass and never notice it was even him. He would cry and-
… Here I go again. She sighed, thoughts running through her mind. So pathetic. Superstar Yumi Ishiyama, crying for a boy. How utterly pathetic.
She reached for her knapsack which had her cell phone and her iPod inside. She groped around for her knapsack on the floor.
Her eyes grew wide as she looked at the floor.
Her knapsack was gone.
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A/N:
Yay! Somewhat cliffie! I barely checked it over, since I had x.
YAYFULNESS do it, so blame mistakes on her. XD (hahaha jkjk...) Please
review! (:
--jenn