All but Gender

Ulrich Stern.

It was 5:00 AM at Kadic Academy, and then Ulrich Stern, the front man of the Lyoko Warriors woke up with a strange voice whispering in his ear.

"Hello? Who's there?"

He looked to his right; Odd Della Robbia, his best friend was asleep with his dog, Kiwi. Surprisingly, he managed not to touch his handheld all night. Last month, after Odd failed another test due to his lack of mental preparation, his score was so bad, Ulrich called Odd a "precipial dropout." Then Ulrich made Odd a bet. The next test would be exactly a month away. If Odd were to study instead of playing Galactic Destructor all night until the day of the test and got anything above a 60 percent, Ulrich would take the blame for all of Odd's idiotic stunts for a week. However, Ulrich denied this bet, stating that he'd get more detentions than all of his days on earth. So Ulrich and Odd settled on desserts. Desserts never harmed anyone. So far, Odd has studied for 16 days straight. He heard the voice again. It was scintillating, yet elegant. The voice was full of money.

Ulrich Stern, where are you?

"That depends, who wants to know?"

You may call me…Sierra.

"Okay, Sierra, but I don't understand. Why would you call this early in the morning?"

I suppose you can call me…a guide. Not a conscience, a guide.

"What's the difference?"

A conscience is someone who tells you what is wrong and right to do and not do. A guide simply helps you along the way.

"Well, by that definition then, aren't they the same?"

Well, um…

"Okay, who is this, really?"

I understand you're a school heartthrob.

Ulrich smiled; at least this person knew something about him other than his name. "I guess, but I don't pay that much attention to girls."

None, pressed Sierra.

"Nope."

Not even one?

Ulrich started to blush. "Well there is one. I…well…it's kinda…hard…"

"Hard…To explain that you two insist on being good friends but you secretly desire to be more?"

Ulrich had a reaction face that one could hang one the wall forever. "Well I…"

And this someone is precious to you?

"Yes, but…"

Precious enough to die for?

It wasn't that Sierra was wrong, but its manner of speaking was pissing Ulrich off.

"Look. I don't know who's speaking, but let me tell you this. I prefer to keep my private information to myself. Find some other sucker to bother. I like my sleep." With that, Ulrich hopped right back into his bed, pulling the covers over himself. Before he went back to sleep, he felt bad about brushing off Sierra and quietly said this.

"If you want to know, Sierra, it's Yumi Ishiyama. I've had strong feelings for her ever since she whooped me in Pencak Silat earlier last year. She's precious to me, and I'd gladly put myself in death's reach for her. I…"

That was all Ulrich said before he slept, and all Sierra needed to hear.


Yumi Ishiyama.

It was 5:00 AM, and then Yumi Ishiyama, the eldest woke up to a small whisper in her ear.

"Hello? Who's there?" She heard the voice again. It was husky, yet elegant. The voice was full of boldness.

Yumi Ishiyama, where are you?

"That depends, who wants to know?"

You may call me…Delta.

"Okay, Delta, but I don't understand. Why would you call this early in the morning?"

I suppose you can call me…a guide. Not a conscience, a guide.

"What's the difference?"

A conscience is someone who tells you what is wrong and right to do and not do. A guide simply helps you along the way.

"Well, by that definition then, aren't they the same?"

Well, um…

"Okay, who is this, really?"

I understand you're a school heartthrob.

"Who, me?" Yumi said, she laughed to herself, how could anyone, well 'he' think she was a heartthrob? "I'm no heartthrob. I can't even attract a single boy."

None, pressed Sierra.

"Nope."

Not even one?

Yumi started to blush. "Well there is one. I…well…it's kinda…hard…"

"Hard…To explain that you two insist on being good friends but you secretly desire to be more?"

Yumi had a reaction face that one could hang one the wall forever. "Well I…"

And this someone is precious to you?

"Yes, but…"

Precious enough to die for?

It wasn't that Sierra was wrong, but its manner of speaking was pissing Yumi off.

"I don't have time to listen to voices that apparently exist in my head. You can leave now." With that, Yumi into her bathroom and began washing her face. She was wide awake now; going back to bed wouldn't help her. However, it seemed she should've at least told Delta about her amber.

"If you're still there, Delta, it's Ulrich Stern. I've had strong feelings for him because of how brave he is, he's always put me before himself, and I get no other passion when I fight with him, whether it's Pencak Silat, or an argument, I just-my heart- it," She sighed pleasantly just thinking about him. "But I told him we can only be friends because if we were anything more, we'd end up hurting ourselves over simple misunderstandings. Sometimes I wonder if…I was wrong…maybe."

Delta heard everything it needed to hear and left Yumi.