Au Revoir, Mon Ami
(Goodbye, my friend)


Au Revoir…

A tear hit the ground, and then another. A yellow haired boy stood in front of the relic of the girl of his dreams, crying over it. He pulled the hat on his head down, so nobody who was coming by would see him cry. The tears kept on falling, and he felt his heart being endlessly ripped into shreds again and again. He sobbed loudly, and tried to bite back more tears, but failed, and finally, he resigned, and let them fall, one by one.

Wiping them away, he kept on sharply in-taking and exhaling air as the waves of emotions swamped him and carried him away. How far was he from the shore of reality? He did not know anymore, he couldn’t see the shore anymore. All he could see was the waves as they pulled him down, threatening to drown him. He was lost in the sea, and he could not swim back to shore. He knew that he would never make it in a long time.

Grateful for the overcast sky overhead that was threatening to pour down the rain it had been holding back, Jeremie Belpois was glad nobody would be able to interrupt his time with his late lover. Pulling out a bouquet of roses from the basket he had brought with him, he took them out, each individually, he arranged the red, white, and pink roses into a heart-shaped design that would have made her proud, if she was living and could see it. Just the thought of her made him start crying uncontrollably again.

“Why!?!” he practically yelled to the sky, as if knowing it could hear him. “Why did she have to die? She didn’t deserve it! She didn’t deserve it!”

Jeremie felt his heart being ripped out as he saw her portrait on the tombstone, flat on the ground, framed by his heart that he had made. He knew he still wasn’t ready, even after all these months. When he was attending her funeral, he couldn’t hold it together, and left in a mess, leaving a trail of tears, and more sorrow in his heart. He didn’t stand 10 minutes of the burial.

He practically flew back into his dorm at Kadic, and he had shut and locked himself in, and had cried himself to sleep on his bed. When he woke up, he managed to convince himself it was a dream, until he saw the memorial the school had held for her while passing by the gym. When he saw it, he just listened behind the closed door, and silently wept to himself. Now, Jeremie couldn’t stand himself anymore now, constantly yelling at himself for not honoring Aelita at her funeral, but he couldn’t say goodbye just yet. Now, here he was, at the foot of her grave, having finally summoned the courage to say his goodbyes.

He knew that each goodbye really wasn’t his last to her, as every end has a new beginning. Jeremie began telling Aelita about what happened after she was gone. He told her that things have gone downhill. Odd refused to make jokes, or even be happy, Ulrich grew more distant from the gang, and Yumi ... he didn’t know what had happened to Yumi, they were unable to contact her, and she (and her family) had moved far away, to get away from both the painful and blissful memories of her. As for him, his grades had took a turn for the worst, he stopped eating, and always secluded himself in the factory, programming like mad to destroy XANA, hardly stopping to rest, and skipped almost every class.

He was frequently put into detention, probably even more times than Odd had, for skipping school, and for his grades. Jeremie didn’t care anymore; it was like he lost all will to live. Sometimes, he would escape from detention and head to the factory, and start the cycle all over again. As he kept talking to her, his mind wandered back to the day she died.

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It began as a normal day, with her getting up early to see the sun peak over the buildings, and send out a radiance and magnificence so majestic, she felt that no artist, no matter how talented, could contain the beauty of sunrise, as nature cannot be fully contained. She was very cheerful that day, cracking a few jokes of her own, and beating Odd at a chugging contest for orange juice. Later that day, they decided to go to one of France’s beautiful parks that were nearby.


It was a day that was to be treasured forever, with Odd being the monkey in the middle in a game of Ultimate with Ulrich and Yumi. Both she and Jeremie watched them from under a linden tree, talking to each other as cherry blossoms lazily drifted in the Spring air. She had made a sketch of the wildlife there, categorizing it for later reference, for their upcoming wildlife projects. She had made about 20 sketches in her pad, helping Jeremie with his attempted sketch. Just as he was about to get the position of the mallard correct, it had flown away to join its’ friends at the other side of the pond.

Jeremie, now shocked, was even more stunned when she went over to him, and planted a long kiss on the side of his cheek, prompting an unending stream of sentence fillers. Yumi, and Ulrich, seeing them, blushed at each other, and traded shy smiles, unnoticing Odd, dancing around like a maniac, partying that he had finally gotten the Frisbee. Jeremie didn’t notice the time go by, and pretty soon, she was tugging at his red shirt and pointing to the sun, which was setting in a grand mixture of reds, oranges, and yellows.

The five friends smiled, and was about to leave, when both Jeremie and Ulrich pulled both Yumi and her under the Linden tree, held their hands, stared deep into their girlfriend’s eyes, and, after a few dramatic seconds, bent over, and kissed them, right on their lips, Ulrich with Yumi, and Jeremie with his “Princess”, cherry blossom petals swirling around them in the slight wind. They slowly pulled back and blushed for their sudden gesture of love, but were shocked when they returned the favor, Jeremie being frozen in his position from her kiss, and Ulrich was babbling stuff after the kiss from Yumi.

Odd watched jealously on, wishing that he was kissing the girl that was meant for him under a Linden tree, in the sunset, with the cherry blossom petals dancing around them, the wind playing with their hair, and kissing oh so clichéd-ly. He decided it was the test of patience, and that there was a girl out there, waiting to be loved by the great Odd. Yes, patience was the key for success.

Jeremie, the last of his blush fading, held her hand and started walking back to Kadic Academy, for a long rest before the start of a school day. Just as they were nearing the campus, a XANAfied driver sped towards them, madly intent on killing them. They scattered, and tried to run to safety, but she, in particular, was panicking inside, the internal alarm setting off when Jeremie retracted his hand quickly, and pointed out the possessed driver.

WHAM! ... BAM! SCREECH! … WHUMP!

With a sickening crack, she was struck full force, hitting another car that was going the other way. The other car screeched to a halt almost instantly. The possessed man came out of the car and was going to finish her off right then and there, hadn’t Yumi and Ulrich pounced on him, and shocked him with the car’s cable wires, forcing XANA to abandon the body and dissipate for the time being. The man in the other car had fallen unconscious due to the impact on his head from the steering wheel.

She was a train wreck, her messy pink hair matted with her blood. Jeremie was still standing there, horrified at what XANA had done. Clenching his fists, he vowed to do what it takes to destroy XANA once and for all. He ran to her just in time to hear her say in her dying gasps “I… l…lov…love… you…. Jeremi….Jeremie Belpois…” Taking her hand and looking into her eyes while there was light and shine in them, he said to her, sobbing madly like all broken men “And… I…I will always love you, Aelita Schaeffer.”

Aelita smiled, and with one final, great gasp, she dropped the drawing pad she had clutched, and the light faded from her adoring eyes, never to return again, the shine growing duller. Still, there was the loving smile on her face, her facial muscles forever gripped in that position, and her brain taking all pain off of her, to show one last display of love to him before she faded away. Sirens pierced the night, but none were louder than the combined force of four old friends wailing their sorrow to the skies.

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The news of her death was, of course, a shock to the school. They had arranged a funeral and a memorial service for her, and let everyone come, who had wished to come. Jeremie came, but was unable to give back the love he had for her, until now. Taking out a picture of her, and him, smiling together, he hugged it tightly to his chest, remembering all the good times he had with her, this time, letting the tears flow freely. He then replaced the picture, and finally took out her sketch book, saved from the police and the environment in a safe place, where the sun and the elements could not harm it.

With trembling hands, he opened it, and was greeted by her sketched pictures of animals. Flipping the pages one by one, and taking the time to enjoy the intricate designs, he came upon the last page. And there, instead of an animal, was his portrait, the paper full of erasure marks in her meticulous attempt to capture all of his details. Jeremie wiped the tears from his eyes, not wanting to ruin her drawings.

He hugged her drawings, and called out her name once, twice, a thousand times to the heavens. He was glad that the administration had left her room the way it was .He could save some more of her poems, drawings, and basically everything that represented her, not wanting her to go away. He reluctantly closed the pad, and placed it in a plastic bag, placing the now protected pad back into the basket as the sky let its tears fall. Jeremie slowly got up, smiled at her, and promised to come back frequently to tell her more of his exploits and adventures. Jeremie gave one last goodbye wave for the day, knowing there would be a chance to visit her again. With one last look at the burial site, he gravely smiled, and walked away, leaving the headstone to falsely proclaim to the world:

Aelita Stones
Born to Franz and Antea Stones

Born: March 25, 1993 Died: May 12, 2007

“And even in Death, we do not part, as it is merely a stepping stone to another part of our lives.”

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Epilogue

Jeremie was the only kid left for the wilderness project later that day. The stern Ms. Abrams walked up to him, glaring down at him because of his tainted record, and asked gruffly “Well, Belpois? Who’s your partner?” Jeremie, looking up with tears in his eyes, proudly stated with hardly a waver in his voice, “Aelita.”


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Author’s Note: Lately, I was feeling sort of down, and I decided to make a Code Lyoko oneshot that is a Jerlita fanfiction, as I usually let emotions run free in fanfiction (I’m actually apathetic in real life).

This is mostly in Jeremie’s point of view, so there is no confusion over who is saying what. I tried putting all my sadness into this, so you will get the feel of the sadness Jeremie is feeling with the death of Aelita. I made up her assumed birth date, and her assumed date of death, as it took place in Season 4, so it is in 2006- November 2007. I actually cried while making this, reading it over and over again. Hmm… I seem to be better at writing scenes of misery, rather than scenes of joy, wouldn’t you agree? However, I did make the ending better than planned. And this was written at 1-3 in the morning today, 1/7/10, because I’m bored. I’m going to post this on FF.net later today, but for now, it’s in the forums.

Oneshots are stories focused on a particular pairing, or pairing, all dealing with the story in one chapter, hence the name, oneshot.

Anyway, spilled ink all over my laptop, now struggling to get it off the keys and the mouse.

I know Mrs. Hertz teaches science, but it is another school year (it is now winter), and so, another science teacher.

The Linden tree has significance. In Dragostea Din Tei (aka Numa Numa), had significance, with young people falling in love under them in Tei. See the link for more info…

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragostea_din_tei

With a farewell until next time, Commando Wolf.

wow..... thats basically all I can say ^_^


I read it 3 times and nearly cried

Great job!

Thank you! I seem to be talented in writing good pieces of fanfiction when I'm emotionally distraught, or when I'm crazy at 3 in the morning.

Since it was placed in Season 4, I placed this around the beginning of it, because season 4 ended in November, 2007. Why I chose May 12 to be her assumed death date, I don't know why.

March 25 is Melissa's birthday... hm... I know a lot of Melissas, but this Melissa was the one who became my friend over a dodge ball game. I was thinking of doing this piece for a long time, when I was having these dreams on this, during the week last month when I was celebrating out 5th friendship anniversary with her.

I had just begun and ended this fanfic in 2 hours, in the morning, because I could not sleep. :P

I was going to add in a part in the end which he compares that he was being drowned in the waters of emotions, but a hand shoots through the water surface and brings him, up, revealing it to be Aelita... and Jeremie is finally reunited with her... (Yes, Jeremie was going to pass away in his sleep, but I decided against it). This story is my third draft, the 2nd ending being that he was excelling in school again, and when he looks through the window, he sees Aelita beaming down upon him, ending the fanfic.

You defiantly need to write more... that on was very good.

I really liked the ending you put on, great choice!

that was amazing... you should definetely write that last part.

I showed it to krem last night.... he kept saying it was "uncharacteristic." he's so mean....

:blink:

its anything but!!!

When I wrote this, I think I was hallucinating and thought I was Jeremie. :P Just kidding! But seriously, thank you for the positive feedback! I also do accept constructive negative criticism, but random flaming, I ignore.

Everyone has their special writing talents. Just like scientists in the Renaissance, I build my work from other people. I read a lot of fanfiction on TT and CL, and I pick the best ones and review over them, thinking and exploring ways how to make my own fanfics (I'm doing a collab with Yayfully Free on a XANA-centric story).

well anyway I think its awesome :)

ps. AelitaBelpois, I love your avatar!!!!!!

Whee! Thankies! I made it myself one day outta boredom. It was supposed to say XANA vs. Aelita, but the pic was made so small, it's kinda hard to see. Anyway, I like doing random stuff! ^_^

very, very neat!

I agree, both on the avatar and the random stuff. that's how it was with mine, I was just drawing all the things I love in heart form, and when I made the lyoko one I decided to make an avatar of it :) but mine is nothing compared to yours... soo cool!!

oooh! I'll post a pic on my signature that I had made one day when I was doodling (Jeremy132 already has seen this).

All of my art is free to anyone to use (with the exception of those deviations I put watermarks on). I figured that everyone should be able to use it. ... I don't really care if people art thieve my un-watermarked art and put it on forums, and such. I'm really lax about that kind of stuff, because I know they enjoy it. Feel free to use it! ^_^

Thats so awesome, thanks!!!!!


YumiRulz, I hope you don't mind, but I liked your drawing of Emi so much, that I made it my desktop backround! Its so cute, exactly what I wanted.

AelitaBelpois, I love the way you made Adam's hair. Looks so neat!!!! I really wish I could draw like u guys :D :D :D

o well :)

I don't mind in the least! my art is free to use as well, so long as no one claims to have drawn it. ^_^

oh, no way could I have drawn something that good! :D

Emi is also my avatar for fanfiction.net ^_^

Yep, all of my art is free for everyone to use. I usually post stuff on both of my active accounts: AelitaBelpois (now only for art requests, and my serious art), and Raelita-Schaeffer, for my adoptables.

An example of an adoptable I made using a create-a-cat maker. Adoptables are all posted on my 2nd channel.Free Adoptable uh... the rules for the adoptable is posted there... uh... so... Yay! Go and enjoy yourselves! I usually make a lot of adoptables, and I usually do not care what you name them, as she/he/they are yours. Further rules/restrictions are posted on my journal, to keep things even...

Um... my copyoaelitaschaeffer one is a dead account, that means I have moved/left DA, and I do not use the account anymore.

hehehehe Emi is also my avatar for fanfiction.net ^_^

I think, in fact, almost everything I make you can use to your own ends. For previews for videos (like the Code Lyoko one I uploaded yesterday, but the sound was disabled b/c of YouTube, so I removed it), I work hard so that the people using programs like YouTube downloader, or RealPlayer would be able to convert the video into .wmv format, and use it to enhance their own videos.

However, I put "CLXA" on the video, or some type of watermark on the video so I can claim ownership, especially if I have worked hard on it, and it is a dedication video.

Does anyone have any ideas for the other alternate ending? I can't think of one right now, and I have spliced two ideas into one alternate ending (the one that Lyokofanforever had reviewed on... the second one). If anyone has any ideas, they would be great!

Plus, I am currently splicing Overkill (story name was donated by someone) and A Shadow on Us All/Apocalypse (Apcalypse is the third in the series) together. Uh... I will post the original parts of Overkill after I have done the chapter of ASoUA.

Ah... the requests... all piling up... (in chronological order)
To Do List:
1. BriteStarRobot's request... it's now very late, and I still can't get their (Team Lyoko) positions right... -_- Ah!
2. Collab with BriteStarRobot on her fanfiction.
3. Collab on XANAcentric story with Yayfully Free
4. Dedication Video to ... er... someone
5. Lyokofanforever's OC Lyoko forms, colored.
6. DragonBreath, (and then the rest of the L.S.)
7. Yet another Dedication video (it's a good thing I only do 1 dedication video per person, unless I feel like giving them another one)
8. Stories that I have not bothered writing in a while.
9. Stories that I must come up with within a month.
10. Gift for 32 (hint hint).
11. Art for Code-Lyoko-Club
12. Helping on the Wikis (Loonatics Unleashed, my wiki, and Code:WIKI)

... so you can see I'm pretty much nailed to the wall... *half smiles*

...yeah... uh... so... anyone have any ideas for my fanfics?

wow sounds like you're busy!!!

I can try to think of some ideas, but I have a major lack of creativity, which is why my stories always turn out bad ^_^

just wanted to let you know that this story is my absolute favorite story on FF.net.... amazing ^_^

Thanks! Uh... I won't be posting for a while... er... I changed my password, and then I forgot it... and then there was the process of trying to get another password via email (After you click "Forgot your password") that was changed, so I have no idea what to do with the verification code (I don't see a box for it).

Anyway, thanks! I wasn't sure weather to post this or not, but you can use it for your story (the elements, the plot, climax, rising and falling action, etc.). I don't have a problem with people using my stories to further their own. I like it when I get a nice review, because that meant I did my job as a writer.

For Aelita Schaeffer,

Mamma loved you baby,
and Daddy loved you too.
And the sea did look warm to you babe,
and the sky did look blue.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh babe.
Ooh ooh ooh baby blue.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh babe.

:( :(

I'm not sure exactly how that tune goes, but I like it! :D I tried singing it, but I hate my voice (I record vocals using Audacity for random CL stuff I never post online), because if I talk normally, I think I sound like a guy, and if I hit high(er) notes, I hurt my ears (I use headphones a lot).

my brother says I sing like a dying pig <_<

I guess it's kind of true

:mellow: :huh: :o :lol:

The song is called "The Thin Ice" by Pink Floyd from the album "The Wall".

ha! I wish...

That's cool that you let people use it.... I know some people who never do...either that, or they steal it. :P

People steal art everytime... sorta annoys me.

Warning! This following chapter is extremely pleasant. If you do not like happy alternate endings, I suggest you ignore this entirely and read the Series of Unfortunate Events.

Long Overdue Easter Special (already on Ff.net)! I sort of edited it here...
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Taking advantage of the Easter Break, I decided to post something for the readers during the spirit of Easter. Yes, I am an Atheist, but technically still a Catholic because I was baptized (but had no idea what was going on. Infancy does that to people). Besides, I kind of owe bunnies… With the Bunny Invasion series incidents.. erm... yeah... I owe all 10,000+ of them
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Au Revoir Mes Ami- Easter Special (Version 2.1)

The pale light crept over the buildings, and then slowly made its way over France as a new day emerged. Morning was just peeking over the structures as it made its way through Europe, a new day dawning, and new hopes were rising like the sun. The light gold light peered through the windows, entering the room, and causing a blond boy to stir as the light hit his eyelids. One eye slowly opened, and then another, before the boy rose from the bed, sitting up, and placing on his black oval glasses, yawning loudly as he did so. He looked out the window, where the pink sky was slowly fading into a golden hue as the planet rotated towards the sun.

'A pale pink sky… blended with yellow and orange… She would have loved to paint such a sky' he thought to himself as he stretched out, looking at the digital clock which read '6:27 AM' in bright green characters.

Sundays were the only days that students in Kadic did not go to school, besides the holidays. Jeremie leisurely lay back on his bed, intending to sleep in for the day for once, instead of programming codes all day. However, as he gazed at an item on his wall-mounted shelf, it struck him as odd that it could be gleaming brightly at such a time of day. It was a small glass heart, one that he had made to symbolize his friendship with Aelita one day when they were in crafts. She in turn, gave him a glass swan, which had a chip on one of its wings due to an interference made by Odd one day as they joked around, apparently trying to sabotage each others' carvings that would eventually be turned into the creature of their choice.

Jeremie smiled at the memories before getting up and reaching for the glass heart that resided on the shelf. Normally, it was cool to the touch, but today it was warm, as if it was responding to his touch. Jeremie looked at it, perplexed, before donning his glasses and putting the glass figure in his blue pajama pocket and leaving his dorm room to go outside, where the cool winds blew during the Easter morning. For some, strange reason that he could not understand, he was guided to the place where Aelita's hallucinations had gotten to her quite frequently.

The Hermitage. For years, it stood, withstanding the test of time as it rushed by the house, abandoned of its occupants. The building itself was still standing as a ghost to some, but the memories still lived on vibrantly, even as the last Schaeffer was gone. As Jeremie made his way through the trees and the thick growth of the forest, the item in his pocket grew slightly warmer as he progressed towards the house.

Finally, the building came into view as the trees lessened, the structure silently peering down at the streets and the forest that lay before it as France was waking up and proceeding with life as cars slowly made their way through the streets. However, there was something that was unusual this time about it. Instead of its usual, decrepit state, it looked as if it was inhabited all this time, the growth cut back to a manageable level, and the house itself appearing well maintained. Jeremie gave the gate a tiny push, surprised when he found that there was new chains binding the door with a padlock securing them.

"What's going on here?" he asked to nobody in particular as he climbed, or attempted to climb, over the gate.

Jeremie grunted as he finally cleared the gate, falling ungracefully onto the ground. Getting up from his sprawled state, he carefully took the glass heart out of his pocket to check for damage, sighing in relief when no apparent damage was done to it. Replacing it in his pocket, he slowly made his way to the door, peering into the home through the glass part of the doorway. Strangely, it was in good condition as the exterior. Jeremie nervously put a hand on the doorknob, surprised when it turned easily in his hand. The door swung open noiselessly, revealing more of the interior of the home.

Piano music filled the air as he entered the home, closing the door after him. Jeremie shook himself, and then pinched his arm, stifling a cry of pain as he realized that this was not a dream. He peeked into the living room where he knew the piano was, and looked on as the piano keys moved in tune as the song kept playing.

"Moonlight Sonata…" he muttered to himself as the song ended, beginning another song immediately afterwards. "Nocturne… no… Canon in D!" he exclaimed as he recognized the song.

The piano kept playing, almost hauntingly, and he kept on seeing people faintly moving about in the house, not noticing him there. Jeremie did not recognize who most of the people were, but did see a few people milling around that he did recognize from Aelita's description of them before the incident nearly a year ago. Looking around him as the phantoms appeared and disappeared, he saw the outline of a person wearing a lab coat before it faded away, a boy with pink hair sulking and plucking at the strands, struggling with a bottle of hair dye, assorted adults and children, and older people moving around, also oblivious to Jeremie.

Guessing that these phantoms were all members of the Schaeffer family, including the extended branches of it, Jeremie tried to look for more familiar people that he knew. Instead, he found an odder sight, finding an older man rowing a small boat made up of the stuff of dreams backwards in the middle of the hall, a foot off the ground. Looking behind him, he jumped backwards to avoid a person with gray hair bike past him on a bicycle, before he remembered that they were mere echoes of once embodied people. He finally found a small group of people sporting bright pink hair, excluding the boy that now sported a dark red colored hair, floating and inch or so off of the floor, talking nonchalantly. On the outside of the circle, there was a young girl, no more than 8 years old, who was utterly bemused on what was going on. Jeremie cautiously approached her, and even though she appeared younger as a phantom, Jeremie could easily tell who it was.

"Aelita?" he asked uncertainly, not knowing if the phantoms could hear him.

"Jeremie!" the young girl exclaimed, turning around to face him. "What are you doing here?" she asked as she made a movement with an arm, the other visible specters instantly fading away into nothingness, but the piano still kept playing music.

"Well… I … er…" he said, motioning with his hands before taking the heart out from his pocket and gesturing to it. "This… uh… your gift… uhm… Actually, I don't have an idea why I am here." Jeremie said, rubbing the back of his head with the other hand.

"Well… you did get my message" Aelita said, shrugging her non-existent shoulders. "It took you long enough to find me."

"Well, yes, and I was sort-of distracted by these people that appear to be your relatives… uhm… they seem… interesting." Jeremie replied, remembering the man rowing in a boat not too long ago.

"Every family is dysfunctional in its own way. Mine's just a little … wackier." Aelita admitted. "To tell you the truth, I don't really remember most of these people, with the Lyoko incident and all that. I am, or was, the last Schaeffer, since my father had died. He's over at the piano, playing music as we speak" Aelita said, gesturing to the piano, where her father appeared, his fingers dancing over the piano keys.

Jeremie looked at the phantom of Waldo Schaeffer, and had half a mind to go over there and start asking questions about XANA, the supercomputer, and Project: CARTHAGE. He strode over there, and tried to speak to the phantom like he had done with Aelita, but found little success, as the phantom did not speak to him, let alone recognize his existence in the room.

"He doesn't really know who you are, in terms of seeing you in person, that's why he can't register who you are, let alone see you or hear you" Aelita explained coming up to them.
"…but he contacted me several times to help us!" Jeremie exclaimed. "So he must know who I am!"
"You are correct in your statement," Aelita said, watching the phantom of her father disappear as the music stopped playing. "Though he does not know you in real life, while he was still alive and in the physical world, instead of Lyoko"

"Fine…" Jeremie said, sulking. "Well then, can you explain why you appear as an 8 year old?" Jeremie asked.

"Well, I can probably do anything that does not involve being physical, and reliving my childhood probably played a factor in it." Aelita said, nonchalantly. "I can 'age' back to when I am a teen, though."
"Yes, please do so." Jeremie begged.

Aelita gave a small chuckle before slowly aging. Jeremie watched as 'Princess' slowly began to morph back into her teenaged form, a bright light flashing as the change stopped. Jeremie rubbed his eyes free from the after-effects of the light, and saw that Aelita had changed into the form where she was 'wearing' her usual attire as a teen. She landed next to him, appearing almost as if she was still alive.

"Can you reverse all this?" Jeremie questioned her as she turned around to face him. "We miss you… I miss you…" Jeremie said, almost whispering it as he held out the glass heart to her.
"Normally I wouldn't be able to do this, but it is Easter Sunday." She said, nodding affirmatively. "I probably could, but only if you wish it with all your heart."

By now, the morning sun was in full view of the sky, illuminating the whole house. The phantom of Aelita began to waver back and forth as the sunlight hit her form; the image of the well-maintained house flickering as well as the illusion was being dissipated. Jeremie sucked up the rest of the breath he had left and shouted out the wish, his voice filling the house and the sound echoing through the building in an eerie way. As her image was fading away into nothingness, Jeremie saw that she had nodded, accepting his wish, and had snapped her fingers together.

"Wait! Don't leave me!" was the last thing he shouted before a white light filled the house, immediately spreading through France, through the world, and then into the starry skies above.

When Jeremie awoke and adjusted his glasses, the first thing he noticed through his glasses was the thick dust covering the floor. Coughing as the dust made its way through his respiratory system, Jeremie got up before sneezing violently several times. Getting up from the cold dusty floor, Jeremie took notice of the strewn papers, yellowed with age, lying about on the floor of the house, now in its normal decrepit state. Jeremie picked up the glass ornament that was lying next to his foot, and placed it once more in his pocket, his hand shaking a little at its cold touch.

Picking himself off of the floor and standing up, he looked around once more at his surroundings and brushed himself off, starting for the broken door, not noticing that in the dust, there was tiny impressions, and fresh ones, by the look of things. It seemed like the whole thing was just a crazy vision, and that he had sleepwalked all the way from Kadic into the Hermitage for some reason. Checking his wristwatch, Jeremie noted that it was early in the morning and that he had better hustle back to the school grounds before the people in the school woke up and noticed him trying to sneak back into his dorm.

Making his way through the door, he gave the house one final glance before going through the gate and disappearing into the woods. Silently sneaking around the forest, he made his way to nearby the school, glancing at the large digital display from a bank building, displaying the time as '3:57 AM' in bold characters, not noticing the date under the time display. Yawning, Jeremie trudged back into the dorm building, evaded a snoring Jim, and entered into his room, covering himself with his blanket. Jeremie tried to get to sleep by staring at the ceiling before looking at the wall-mounted shelves, remembering the glass heart in his pajama pocket.

Slowly getting up with a muffled groan, Jeremie took the glass item out of his pocket, placing it on its usual place on the shelf. Reaching back his hand, Jeremie noted that there was something missing on the shelf… something that was there before that was now missing… the swan! Somebody could have easily taken it from his dorm to cause him further emotional harm, though Jeremie dismissed that even Sissi would not have gone as far as to do that. Maybe XANA had done it just to make him emotionally upset again.

He strode over to the computer and after shaking the mouse to wake the PC from hibernation mode, he checked the super-scan to see if there were any activated towers on Lyoko. After checking twice and getting the results that there were no activated towers, Jeremie reached over to his mobile, believing the super-scan to be giving faulty results. Upon checking his list of contacts for his friends however, he came upon a number that he had thought that he had deleted. Fully waking up, he tossed the phone carelessly upon his bed and dashed upstairs, being careful enough not to disturb others. Finally, he came to his destination.

Heart pounding, Jeremie reached for the knob and turned it, finding a complete surprise when he opened the door. It was if it never happened, the pink-haired occupant breathing softly as she slumbered. Jeremie slowly made his way towards her, finding the glass swan on her desk, the same place he had found it after she had died. But this… was impossible… Tentatively, Jeremie nudged her with his arm, nearly gasping in shock as she gave a small moan and green eyes slowly opened to find him in her room.

"Jeremie… what're you doing here… do you know what time it is? Is XANA attacking?" she asked sleepily, rubbing her eyes,

"But…but… you're dead! I saw you… Odd, Ulrich, and Yumi saw you die!" Jeremie whispered fiercely, still unable to comprehend what was going on.

"Jeremie, I think you've been programming too much. I'm still breathing, and talking to you, and I'm still physically in this world. Somebody's going crazy…"

"But… but… I just… you were a ghost… and I was talking to you in the Hermitage!" Jeremie whispered back.

"Do you know what time is it?" Aelita asked, jabbing a finger to her clock, which read '4:02 AM' in bright red characters.

"Well… I'm sorry about this… and do you know what day it is, and the year, by any chance?" Jeremie inquired, hoping to get the mess out of his head.

Aelita just stared at him, eyes looking incredulously at him as if he had gone completely insane or something along the lines of having a type of amnesia. Jeremie just shrugged his shoulders, and waited for her answer patiently.

"It's May 12, 2007, I believe" Aelita said, suppressing a yawn from the exhaustion from the last XANA attack the day before.

"Then that means…" Jeremie said, before putting the pieces together. "Yippee!" he said, almost forgetting to keep his voice quiet.

"Shush, Jeremie! Jim'll catch us!" Aelita whispered back.

Jeremie ignored her statement, instead randomly hopping about in his 'happy dance' before pulling her up from her by the arms and 'dancing' with her, Aelita in truth, being shaken up and down by a happy Jeremie, not knowing what to do at the moment as she was being shaken. Eventually, Jeremie went off to his room, leaving a very confused Aelita behind. Behind her, the clock silently blared out in its lettering '4:04 AM'.

THE END?

-Epilogue, this ending originally didn't make the cut in the first version-

"You guys! You gotta check it out! I went to the cemetery earlier this morning, and Aelita's grave doesn't exist!" Jeremie happily, nearly bouncing around in his seat as the group took their usual positions at the Lunch table. "Her death didn't even happen! XANA didn't kill her!"

"Jeremie, Aelita's in front of you, she never died, and XANA did not kill her." Ulrich calmly explained to Jeremie for what seemed to be the hundredth time today.

"Yes, Jeremie, I think you should be getting a little more rest" Aelita said, touching him lightly on the shoulder. "The stress of XANA might be getting to you".

"But… it did happen! I'm not crazy!" Jeremie sputtered.

"Jeremie, Jeremie, Jeremie, all I know is that today is Meatloaf day, and that I'm going to bomb today's Chemistry exam." Odd said, stuffing his face with the Swedish Meatballs they provided for Lunch.

"Jeremie, XANA has not attacked yesterday, and besides a few bruises we received from the Polymorphic Specters, we're basically undamaged." Yumi pointed out, adding on to Odd's statement.

"But… but… but… fine…" Jeremie conceded to his friends as they started eating their lunch. 'But I know I still remember what happened, why can't they?' Jeremie thought to himself as he continued to eat. 'She did it… she reversed time!' Jeremie exclaimed inside of his head 'maybe that's why I'm the only one who can remember!'.

Jeremie laughed along as Odd told a lame joke. All he knew was that fighting XANA would not be the same ever again. As they laughed, a new day dawned on them, a day of hope, and promises...

THE END
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It was my sad duty to record this tale as truthfully as possible, and now that I am finished with it, I have been fired. Pink hair dude was random... Just thought of what would happen if the Hopper line had a boy with pink hair... 4:04 had to do with the date Easter occurred this year... Just felt like throwing this out there, because of the season.

awwwww! I love both happy and sad endings........and this was way cute :)

Thanks! I usually write fanfictions during times of really strong emotion, and then go back to revise it when I'm "normal" again. Next, it's vacation time!

Well, you've gotta give Jeremy132 partial credit- we RP'd on this about 1-2 months ago, and yes, I did use the Glass Heart thing... except he broke it somehow (as I can't really remember what he did). Uh... Both Taelia(s) were in it, and I substituted Jeremy132 for Jeremie, and changed a few incidents. However, the result was the same, Jeremie waking up in the Hermitage, feeling like nothing happened, and going back to Kadic before realizing something was awry, and going into Aelita's room to find out that time was reversed and she was alive. Yes, the characters had no idea what Jeremie/Jeremy132 was talking about (when they were saying something about Aelita not being deceased). And yes, Aelita was in her younger age when Jeremy132 summoned her.

Want some ideas for your fanfiction? I'm still being mellow on the ASOUA thing, and trying to piece ideas together to form a chapter. Evil Aelita has so many possibilities...

List of things changed from story to RP:
1. Glass heart was initally broken, but whole after the Hermitage incident
2. Hermitage was the same in its decrepit state at first.
3. It was very cold, but after Jeremy132 summoned Aelita by calling out her name, there was a warm breeze, and then the Hermitage changed (but went back to its normals state after the encounter)
4. There was no mention of a glass swan nor Crafts class.
5. No mention of date until the end- and it was not on Easter for any of the dates.
6. No happy dance either
7. Taelia tells Jeremy132 on how to get Aelita back into the physical world.
8. No relatives (particularly those rowing boats backwards in the house). That means no Waldo Schaeffer playing the piano (but Aelita was the person playing 12 Variations when Jeremy132 first entered) or boy with pink hair.
9. Probably no mention of Waldo either...

THis reminds me of something I wrote a while ago... Only I was feeling really evil that day and killed my character, Feather, instead...thank god she's immortal! lol.

Really? Cool! I'll have to check it out sometime.

I'm probably going to honor the people that liked this story so much (500+ views on ff.net), and it's the story I made with the most views so far. ...people are amazing!

... I think I wrote S'envoler into the back of my hand so much, I practically tattooed it in. ... how to get rid of it before finals... hm...

wow... *scratches head* this was long ago ^_^

I finally read the easter special. that was great. I think now it's safe to say that jeremie believes in miracles. ^_^

and I have to say, in that short little bit you wrote for odd, you nailed him prefectly. :lol:

I've only ever made one sad ending story so far... wasn't originally planned, it just felt incomplete without it. it's fruits basket, not code lyoko. it wasn't quite a sad ending, though. something very tragic happened near the end, but I made sure to end it on a hopeful note. like you did with the first au revoir, mon ami. my story started out all lighthearted and sweet and sentimental, then it got emotional, and after that it just got darker and darker until BAM! I break their hearts and thereafter give them hope, shall we applaud? *applauds herself* okay, I'll stop being weird now... :sweatdrop:

I've read this before! It's really good! :D The first time I read it I cried and I read it at least 5 times.

me toooooooo!!!!!!

by the way,

YOU'RE NEW HERE! WE HAVE A NEW MEMBER! (screams in glee) :lol:

hi, I'm lyokofan. ^_^

YEA, I AM, AND YA DO!!!!! HI :D

*Jumps up and down with glee* Aelita didn't die!!!!!! Hooray!!!!!!!!!! :omg: :panic: :lol: ^_^ :D :) Long live Aelita!

*laughs* Yeah, I restrained myself from doing that this time around.

*looks at the stats for this topic* ...Wow... over 400 views... I never actually expected this type of response.