Summary: just Jeremie and Aelita fluff. What's more to be said?
Disclaim. I don't own Code Lyoko. Really wish I did…but oh well… Also this has a poem/song based on Sting's 'Don't stand so close to me'. The words are mine, the tune and form isn't. (sorry it's so long…)
That Girl From Lyoko
I don't know who I am. Not really. I used to know. My world…my first one, anyway…it used to be my home. My human friends think it was some sort of heaven, what ever that is. A paradise. My home was just like any one's home in a way. People think I was alone, but no. I did have family. I did have a friend.
Then X.A.N.A. destroyed it all.
"Aelita? What're you writing?"
The pink-haired girl looked up, startled out of her thoughts. "Oh, hello Jeremie." She smiled up at the young blond man before her, and closed her diary. Jeremie smiled back, and Aelita felt the now-familiar flip-flop of her heart. She didn't understand it, but it couldn't be a bad thing, could it?
She loves him
But can't tell
She does not understand…Jeremie sat down next to her, and playfully tapped the dark blue cover of Aelita's journal. "What's this, huh?"
Aelita blushed, looking down at her feet. "It's a diary. Yumi told me about them…I have a lot of thoughts going around in my head, and I think writing them down helps."
"Like what sorta thoughts?"
Aelita shrugged. "My materialization. Lyoko. You."
Jeremie looked surprised and flattered all at the same time. "Me? Why?-if you don't mind me asking." Aelita noticed that his cheeks were going pink. She knew hers were. She had to tell him. She could never lie.
She looked him in the face, smiling slightly and blushing hard. "Don't you know?" For a second, Jeremie's blue eyes warmed. Aelita's breath caught, the look in his eyes hitting some strange instinct she had never known she had. Jeremie reached over, and put a hand on hers.
…Why her heart
Starts to pound
When he gently takes her hand…Someone pounded on the door, and the two parted like scared rabbits. By the time Odd had poked his head into the room, Jeremie was staring out the window, and Aelita sat on her bed, reading.
"Are you two gonna be in here all day! You're missing Yumi kick Ulrich's butt in Ultimate Frisbee. Again." Jeremie and Aelita exchanged 'oh, not again' glances, smiling wryly. Odd noticed, and shrugged. "You don't know what you're missing. See ya." He waved, and left.
Aelita sighed, and opened her diary, acutely aware of a pair of very blue eyes watching her from the window.
No, I take that back. X.A.N.A. destroyed only some things. I still grieve for the losses I suffered on the day of the first X.A.N.A. attack on Lyoko. I must. But…if it hadn't happened, I wouldn't of met my greatest friends. Humans.
Jeremie is more than a friend. To me, anyway. I can't tell what he's thinking. I see glimpse of things…but then it just goes away. Could he possibly feel the same way?
Maybe I'll never know.
It's so strange…what he does to me. Without realizing, I believe. Even now…I know he watches me. Do you think I am concentrating fully on this?
I'm trying too, and not succeeding. My mind…it's hazy. Like I just can't think. And the warmth…I don't understand it. It is like he is around me, when he looks at me. Like…I do not know. Before I met him, I never felt like this, but now…
"Now what, Princess?"
Aelita thought she would faint from embarrassment. Jeremie stood beside her now, reading as she wrote, blushing deeply.
When she didn't answer, Jeremie continued, sitting down next to her. "Do you really feel that way? Stupid question, sorry. Aelita, please look at me."
Instead of doing so, Aelita just started to sing softly a song she found in Odd's notebook of poems. One that sounded so familiar to her own mind.
A princessA stranger
From a different place
He watches
All movement
In her ageless face
A genius
A human
There's courage in his eyes
She wonders
What he thinks
For she can not tell lies
She lives in
A strange world
A world that's far apart
From his world
This strange Earth
But both worlds have no heart
She's different
Inhuman
But he could never care
When magic
Surrounds her
It sparkles in the air
He loves her
Won't tell her
But he must find a way
To bring her
To his world
No matter what he'll pay
She loves him
But can't tell
She does not understand
Why her heart
Starts to pound
When he gently takes her hand
A virus
Inside her
She'll die she's on Earth
She goes back
To her world
What is love truly worth
She's in all
of his dreams
When he's not up all night
He's fading
She's falling
Both fighting for what's right…
Aelita stopped, blushing, too nervous to look up at the young man staring at her with complete awe in his face. The next moment, Jeremie reached over and tilted her head up. He was smiling.
"How true it is…" he whispered, then leaned in, and kissed her.
Aelita responded immediately, all coherent thought erased from her mind as she felt Jeremie put his arms around her. She slipped her arms around his neck, trying to register all she was feeling. She was melting like ice in the sun, and Jeremie was the sun. Warm, wonderful…she sighed, and Jeremie pulled away slowly. When Aelita opened her eyes, she saw his blue eyes smoldering behind his oval glasses.. But not with anger, as she had seen before, though not often. Love. That was only word for it. Love.
Jeremie kissed her forehead. "Now you know how I feel," he said, smiling. "My princess." Aelita blushed, but tightened her hold on him, bring him closer.
"My genius…"she whispered, and Jeremie took her lips again.
Outside the slightly open door, Odd Della-Robbera smiled at the corny-ness of it all, and walked off whistling what sounded like an old Sting song…