After hurrying upstairs, Yumi pushed past Jeremy and Aelita in the hallway – the two were holding hands, but had blushed terribly and separated when she came - and stormed into her room, slamming the door behind her.

They stared at at the door. "What do you think is wrong?" Aelita wondered aloud. "I don't know," Jeremy shook his head. Aelita took Jeremy's hand again, causing him to flush a light pink. She just smiled at him.

Idiot! Ulrich's brain screeched at him. He ignored it and ran upstairs after her. The brunette raised an eyebrow at Jeremy and Aelita's linked hands.

They turned a luminous crimson and retracted their hands to their pockets.

"Did you guys see Yumi?" Ulrich asked.

"Yes. What was wrong with her?" Jeremy asked. "I was being stupid," Ulrich sighed, walking past them to knock on the door.

After closing the door, Yumi had and sat buried her head in her hands, thoughts whizzing around.

"What's up with you?" Peter asked as he walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, going over to retrieve his bag. He walked back in the bathroom and closed the door. "Nothing, Peter," she sighed. A few seconds later he came out, grabbing a shirt from his bag and pulling it over his head. "Come on Yumi, I know you better than that. Now please, tell me what's wrong," Peter said, putting his bag against the wall.

"I really don't want to talk about it Peter," Yumi sighed.

"Maybe I can help," he offered, putting a hand on hers.

The door opened, causing Yumi and Peter's head to shoot up. Ulrich was staring at them with surprise, and Yumi was suddenly hyper-aware of Peter's hand on hers. She yanked it away. "No, Ulrich, it's not what you think!"

His expression morphed into disgust and he whipped around, angrily stomping away. Peter followed Yumi, who jumped up and began following Ulrich. "What's... wrong?" Peter asked breathlessly. "We got in a fight. He thinks I like you," Yumi responded, not slowing her pace. Peter stumbled and almost fell. They went down the stairs.

"But that's... so... weird," Peter panted. Yumi finally caught up with Ulrich and put a hand on his arm.

"Ulrich, I swear, it wasn't anything! I don't like Peter! I already told you that," Yumi said to him. "It seemed like you did to me, back there," he spat, turning around slowly.

"STOP!" Peter yelled. He sighed as the two suddenly stopped yelling at each other and looked at him in surprise.

"Look, I am not going to let you guys fight over me."

He walked over to Ulrich. "I may not be able to get you two back together, but would it help if I told you that I already have a girlfriend, Ulrich?" he asked. Yumi looked surprised while the anger drained from Ulrich's expression.

"You have a girlfriend?" Ulrich and Yumi asked simultaneously. They looked at each other, narrowed their eyes, and looked back to Peter.

"Yeah," he gushed, cheeks turning red.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Yumi demanded. Peter shrugged sheepishly. "Her name is Jade." He took his cell phone from his pocket and showed them a picture. Peter seemed to be laughing, with an arm around a girl. He was also blushing. She was the same height with auburn hair that went to her chin, and had two fingers behind his head.

"See?"

They both peered at the picture. Peter put his phone back in a pocket.

"Now will you believe me?" Yumi asked, tilting her head slightly down to look him in the eye. He met her gaze without flinching, but she saw a hint of remorse there.

"Yes," he sighed. "I'm really sorry for being such as stupid Jerk. I should have known..."

Yumi regarded him intently.

"That's alright," she said softly, bending down slightly to kiss him on the cheek. "I forgive you..."

"You do?" Ulrich asked in surprise, blushing.

"Yeah. It's not like I haven't done it either," she smiled. Yumi took his hand. He smiled and blushed lightly again.

"Hurray! Everyone happy now?" Peter smiled and clapped his hands. "Yeah," Yumi said as they blushed. Jeremy and Aelita came walking down the stairs, Odd following behind them. "We heard some yelling. Is everything okay?" Aelita asked.

"Seems like it to me," Odd smirked, gaze traveling to their linked hands.

They blushed furiously and quickly separated. Aelita jabbed Odd - none too gently, either - with an elbow. "Ouch," he huffed, doubled over. Aelita smiled innocently, as Yumi and Ulrich looked at her gratefully. She made them blush again by winking.

"If you don't like him, then what was... what was that, back there?" Ulrich asked. Yumi noticed his tone was more of curiosity than of accusation. "I was offering to help her with this problem," Peter said. "We have no romantic connection whatsoever," he affirmed.

"Yeah. It would be a little weird. Peter is sort of like my second brother," Yumi said, punching him in the shoulder. Peter smiled. "You still hit as hard as always, Yumi," he chuckled, rubbing his arm.

"Yeah," Jeremy mumbled, rubbing his cheek.

"I told you that was an accident," Yumi said. "I was alone in the forest. I thought someone was sneaking up on me!" she exclaimed indignantly. "I wasn't," Jeremy responded. "Although, if I ever try to go up to you in the forest, I'll make sure to remember to call your name from at least six feet away..."

"Or duck," Peter suggested.

"I don't think that would work. She probably kicks harder than she punches," Jeremy shook her head.

"Can we please stop talking about this? I'm sorry, okay? It was an accident!" Yumi said, cheeks pink. Everyone laughed and she folded her arms, scowling. Silence followed.

"So, um, what should we do next?" Yumi asked, voice cutting through the shroud of silence like a knife.

There was a gurgling noise.

"Jeremy...?" Aelita inquired.

He turned pink. "I uh, didn't have any breakfast," the bespectacled boy mumbled, smiling sheepishly and shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I guess it's lunch then," Yumi laughed along with the others.

"YES!" Odd cheered.

"You still have to wait twenty-two minutes until lunch," Ulrich pointed out, looking at his watch.

"NO!"

Odd dramatically clasped his hands together over his heart, fell to his knees, and started breathing raggedly as Aelita giggled and the others rolled their eyes. "Need... food..." he gasped, falling onto his back.

His tongue lolled, eyes closing.

Peter nudged Odd's limp body with his foot.

"I think he's dead."

Ulrich leaned down and poked him in the stomach. His body convulsed, but went back to its normal state afterward.

"Yep, he's dead," Ulrich confirmed with a nod.

Jeremy held a finger up, closing his eye with a knowing smile that said: wait.

"Odd, you can't eat if you're dead..."

One eye opened. He jumped up with a smile. "I'm okay!"

Everyone burst into fits of laughter. "You still can't eat for another twenty-one minutes," Peter said. Odd glared. "You guys are cruel!"

"Do you guys like ramen noodles?" Yumi suddenly asked. Everyone looked at her strangely. "Uh, I don't know... what do they taste like?" Ulrich asked. Yumi shrugged. "I think they taste good. They taste basically like regular noodles, except in soup," she explained. "Uh, okay," Peter said. "Great," Yumi beamed.

"We're not going to have enough seats... We can sit in the living room...?"

Everyone nodded.

"You guys can go sit. I'll cook the noodles. It'll take about fifteen minutes to cook all six bowls, since we only have two spots on the stove and each bowl takes about five minutes," Yumi reported.

"Okay," Peter responded.

"Would you like some help?" Aelita asked. "That's okay; I'll do it," Yumi said.

"No really, I'd like to help. It's not like I have anything better to do," Aelita insisted. "Thanks for the help," Yumi smiled. The two girls went into the kitchen while the three boys went to the living room.

"What do we do while we're waiting?" Odd asked.

"Try sitting and being quiet for a change, Jeremy suggested, settling cross-legged on the couch.

"You know he can't do that," Ulrich snorted.

"Yes I can!" Odd protested.

"No you can't."

"Yes I can!"

"No you can't."

"Yes I can!"

"Can't."

"Can!"

"Can't."

"YES I CAN!"

"Children, please," Jeremy said loudly. "Who asked you?" Odd growled, returning to his argument.

"I'm feeling left out," Peter complained. Jeremy sighed.

He already had a head ache, and the slumber party wasn't even half way over.

This is going to be a long party, the blond thought to himself, watching the two-now three, boys bicker.

Do you guys like ramen (Did I spell it right...? o.o) noodles? I do! They're good...

~Adventurer411~