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Author's Note: Been awhile, eh? Sorry…OTVOLG will be updated soon, I promise. But, until then, enjoy Ulrich/Yumi one-shots…I've been on a one-shot rage lately! Lol. Here ya go!
Simplicity and Resoluteness
It was a simple question, though one full of riddled rights and wrongs, of unfinished thoughts and ideas, of misinterpreted feelings.
"W-what?" the German boy gaped, russet eyes hidden behind thick, ebony lashes, half-closed in confusion. For a few, long, pain-staking minutes, all was silent, until Ulrich couldn't take it any longer and stiffened under the boy's gaze, looking away from the flaxen-haired youth before him shyly.
"It's not a hard question Ulrich," Jeremie teased, sitting down in a desk near Ulrich's own, disarming orbs glittering with child-like amusing. "So, would you?"
Ulrich Stern felt like a child, despite his current teenage title. He looked down ashamedly, eyes closing and pink lips pierced together toughly. "Jeremie, honestly, where did this come from?" he finally muttered, so quietly the blonde was surprised to hear it.
"Nowhere. I just want to know. Ulrich, this is simple. I already know the answer!"
Ulrich looked up in embarrassed rage, cheeks slightly pink. "Then why ask!?"
"It means more to actually hear it from you," Jeremie replied smoothly, as if it was a question as simple as 'how's the weather?' or something of the sort that was spoken everyday.
"Fine!" Ulrich caved. He saw Jeremie smile. "I would," Ulrich admitted, cheeks changing from slight pink to full blown red. "But don't tell her!"
Jeremie's slight smile transformed into a full blown grin. "There, was that so hard?"
"You have no idea…" Ulrich muttered, his head resting against his fist, the free hand tapping the pencil against the desk rhythmically, covering up his deep embarrassment.
He would do anything for her…
But that didn't mean he had to admit it…
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