Cyber Love

Written by aZn dReAmEeR xD --- the ONE AND ONLYYY.

Chapter 2

Author's Note: Mweh. I wasn't going to update for some while, but this story is much more interesting to write than everything else I've been working on... Expect next chapter sometime in 2-3 weeks.

Read, review, enjoyy!

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YUMI

My head turned to the screen. My mouth dropped open. "Y-you play Lyoko!" I gasped.

Ulrich turned to me. "Mm hmm."

"I love this game!" I cried, getting somewhat excited. I sat down and reached for the solitary game control next to Ulrich. "Can I play?"

"Wait- wha-?" he dropped his control and instinctively pressed PAUSE. He turned fully to me. "Let me get this straight. You like THIS game. This LYOKO game. B-but you're a popular girl that doesn't care about videogames!"

"Yeah, Lyoko is my favorite videogame. Don't be surprised." I paused to roll my eyes. "I'm not popular, and if I am, it sucks ass. I hate hearing 'oh, its the stupid gorgeous girl, she stole my boyfriend.' or 'hey, check her out.'" I growled with fury. "Fuck those retards who know nothing about me."

"Well, I know how it feels too." the brunette countered, crossing his arms. "As if I'm not sick of the principal's daughter following me around like a love-sick puppy. I'm only not killing her because then I'd be suspended."

"Well, guys are worse, believe me." I answered, sighing, and lying on my back, staring at the cieling. "They're a lot more perverted."

"Not true!" Ulrich replied, trying to defend his gender. "I'm not at least!"

"Mm hmm. Sure." I rolled back over to raise an eyebrow at him, "I doubt it." was all I said, as I grabbed ahold of the game control again. "Are you scared to take on a girl or what?"

"I ain't scared of some girl." he was clearly annoyed.

"Mmm hmmm..."

"I will beat you." he glowered at me. "No girl can defeat a man."

"You? A man? What makes you think that?" I stared at the T.V. screen, feigning boredom just so I wouldn't crack a smile. He was kind of manly, I guess... but inside, he was still a child who was as stubborn as ever.

"Hmph. I'll show you I'm a man." he declared childishly. I erupted into a small fit of giggles which I had been swallowing for the last minute or two.

"I wouldn't be laughing, I have a black belt."

"Impressive, I'll challenge you. It'll be interesting."

"Are you sure you want me to give you another fatal concussion?"

"We'll see. So are we playing?"

"Thought you'd never ask."

"Um, I did ask before."

"Oh..." he sweat-dropped, and turned to me again. "Are you sure you don't like the game just because of Rick?"

"No!" I glared at him. I hated this guy a lot more than usual. "Girls don't always think about guys, you know!"

"Oh, yeah, right." He rolled his eyes, and crossed his tanned arms, looking at me defiantly. ... He had a very well-built chest that showed over his tight green shirt, ah, Aelita was right, he really isn't that bad-looking.

... What the freaking freak?

Nuh-uh, Ulrich is a gigantic loser that is clueless about the opposite gender.

"Haven't you heard of the Theo Incident? After that, I haven't dated. It's just a waste of my time. I really don't feel like this guy making out with another girl right in front of my face when he asked ME out. He's a complete fag." I seethed, fists clenching, about to go into a big curse-off.

"Oh…" he eyed me, and reluctantly placed a firm hand on my shoulder. With him doing so, I strangely calmed down. His shark-tooth hung from a thin strap of leather around his neck. The tooth went well with his shirt and skin. His tight forest-green tee clenched to his body as if unwilling to let go. No wonder girls swooned.

"I'm treating you fairly nicely considering how you almost gave me a fatal concussion!"

"It was an accident, and I'm sorry! At least you're okay now!"

Silence.

"You still want to play? I bet I can beat X.A.N.A. first."

"You're on."

He restarted the game, and LYOKO V. 2 was shown in big black print, with a highlight of red underneath. The X.A.N.A. label was shown in the middle of the big T.V. screen, pulsing.

"Version two!" I gaped. "Woah, I've never seen it before."

"Mm, Jeremie gets a lot of the good stuff."

"I can see that." Using the game control, I picked Yoshi as my character.

We pressed the buttons on the control furiously, as we both raced Aelita to the tower. They had very good 3-D graphics, with crabs and blocks coming out of nowhere.

Then we reached Level 7, with popping purple liquid oozing out. Jack's, the person who controlled the characters' vehicles, and could hack into X.A.N.A.'s system within only a few minutes, face popped up on the right side of the screen, and explained he made a mistake. It was only supposed to go after X.A.N.A., but because Alisha had a virus infested by X.A.N.A. in her, the purple goo thought she was also X.A.N.A.

ULRICH

A fierce ring interrupted our concentration as we fought to get through the purple goo without losing life points.

I paused the game and reached for my mobile phone. I flipped it open and said, "Hello?"

"Hey Ulrich!"

"ODD! Why the heck did you lock us in here!" I stood up and flopped onto my bed.

"Uh, um." I could hear him fumbling with something. Probably food.

"Don't you dare hang up. If you're not going to unlock the door, I'm calling the principal."

"Why? Don't you want to spend time with Yumiii?" he teased.

My face reddened just a bit, as I tightened my strong grip on the cell phone. A little more, and it might shatter, and Mother wouldn't be exactly thrilled. Yumi turned towards me, and combed her hair with her fingers, tying it into a small ponytail. I admired her face- she looked like a perfect china doll, excluding the kinomo. She was simply gorgeous, explaining why she was the girl who is called a "tease" most often. When she isn't even one. Yumi's brown eyes were so deep, they looked black- like nothing I've ever seen before. Her beauty was rare in this Junior High..

I growled. "I don't like anyone. Besides, of all people, why would I want to be with her?"

Yumi's head turned as she glanced at me. I couldn't tell if she was hurt or not, but she hated me anyway, so it didn't matter.

"Because you both like Lyoko and I KNOW you like her. Even a little bit, but I know you like her."

"Mm-hmm, sure. I don't like anyone, you loser. Look, we'll talk about this later." I said in a hushed voice. "Just come up and open the door, or I'll call the principal."

"Tattle-tale! Why don't you just climb out the window, huh huh? Or are you too scared?"

"I'll bet you $20 that I will do so, and then tell the principal you're a loser and purposely locked us in to suffocate."

"You wouldn't dare."

"I'm giving you ten seconds. 10… 9…"

I heard rushing of two very slow feet coming upstairs.

"8… 7…"

Yumi stood up and leaned against the wall next to the door. "Losers." She muttered, "Freaking perverts who want to have me dead." She glared at me, but I pretended I didn't notice, although I did feel very uncomfortable under her gaze. However, I had to admit, she was really pretty cute when she was angry and pissed.

"6…5…"

"4, 3, 2… 1 ½…" I tapped my fingers on the cell phone so Odd would hear it loud and clear.

I heard a click.

"1… and… 0. Time's up."

Yumi opened the door, and Odd stumbled in, his face red with exhaustion.

"Hellooo." Yumi bent down and knocked on his head. He groaned and slammed his face onto the floor.

"I'd better get going." She turned and took a few steps. Then she looked at me over her shoulder. And smiled. Hey, that was a first. That beautiful smile that made guys swoon, and practically drop. Believe me, some guy had dropped into his girlfriend's arms once from her smile. His girlfriend slapped him and dumped him the next day. I could have almost sworn she was going to kick him in the balls, saying how he was falling in love with that Ishiyama girl way too often.

"Thanks for the Lyoko game." Her silky voice made her seem like a mysterious figure in the mist… I don't know how to explain it. Her lukewarm voice sent several chilly shivers down my spine, and I shivered.

She raised an eyebrow, and turned the corner. I stared at the space where she had stood.

"You so dig her, duuuude." Odd had now pried his face from the floor. Now, he was still lying on the ground, but with his head lying on his hand, with that "I got you this time…" look.

The look I gave him must have made him frightened because he looked petrified. He stood up abruptly and ran away.

Stupid little retard with the weird hair that can only be seen in freaking cartoons…

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NORMAL

Yumi returned to her room with a sigh. She ran her hand through her shiny black hair, and her beautiful, deep eyes fluttered closed. She allowed her body to shut down and belly-flop onto her cushiony bed.

Her cell phone rang, with a shimmering tone that she enjoyed hearing. She dug her hand into her pockets. She retrieved her high-tech cell phone and pressed it to her ear. The little cute Japanese charm on the end chimed as it clanged onto the cell phone.

"Mama!" she was delighted to hear her mother's voice. "How are you?"

"Fine, Yumi-chan. And you?"

"I'm uh… wonderful!" Yumi answered, clutching her pillow and closing her eyes again.

"That's great to hear."

"So, why'd you call?"

"No particular reason… just wanted to see how you were doing…"

There were murmurs in Japanese that Yumi strained to hear, but failed.

"Yumi-chan?"

"Papa! Konichiwa. What's up?"

"Hiroki… he had an almost fatal car accident."

"WHAT THE FREAK!" Yumi shrieked painfully. She felt a lump in her throat. "Hiroki? HIROKI! Where- how? Is he?"

"He's in the Emergency Room, at the moment, yes…"

"Where are you calling from?"

"Hospital. We'll give you details there, okay?"

"But Papa!" she protested, tears welling up in her eyes. "I… you have to tell Jim, or he'd suspend me for leaving school grounds."

"Tell him it's urgent… we'll call the school tomorrow, please, come over quickly. You may want to bring someone with you… I'm not risking you coming here alone."

"Why not drive me, Papa?"

"We don't want to leave Hiroki's bedside. Besides, the hospital is not very far away from school."

"Who do I bring?"

"It's up to you. We have to go, Yumi-chan. We'll see you there."

"Bye, Papa."

But he had already hung up.

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A/N: I'm kind of bringing my one-shot, Behind These Brown Eyes, into this story. I don't know, I have a sort of forming idea with this… Think Fluff. Hehhh.

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--jENN