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characters here..well except for Rodney. That little hunk is my own
creation. But aside from that...I'm not associated with Fox..or
Futurama..or any of that. And now that I'm finished with the legal
junk...enjoy the fan fic!
Love is About Giving Up....Everything
Chapter One - Assumed Infatuation
"My robotic love, my hard drive belongs to you and you alone." Calculon's voice could be heard from the television sitting before Fry and Bender. The two friends sat on the couch, a bag of chips between them. Bender was watching All My Circuits intently, but Fry's mind was noticeably elsewhere. In his eyes, the charming Calculon was but he himself and the beautiful fem bot he held in his arms was the one woman he had loved since he came to the 31st century and would love until the day he died, Toranga Leela.
Bender interrupted his thoughts, "That Calculon. Lucky bastard always gets his girl."
Fry was jolted back into the real world for a moment and the visions of he and Leela were lost. "What? Oh, yeah....he always gets the girl..." his voice trailed off as Leela entered the room. Her deep purple hair hung loose about her fair shoulders and the dark blue dress she wore was cut low and gave a perfect view of her impressive display of cleavage. The slit up the side of the dress showed off her perfectly shaped and well-toned legs. She was obviously off on another date with Rodney, another handsome hunk who always seemed to get his girl. "Lucky bastard," Fry muttered to himself.
"I know, that's what I just told you. Fry, where are you..Fry....Fry...Earth to Fry!....oh forget it." Fry's attention had been turned to Leela and there it stayed, but it did not go unnoticed by Bender, who watched Fry as intently as he was watching Leela. He knew Fry had a thing for Leela; actually, everyone at Planet Express knew, but despite Fry's often desperate attempts to gain Leela's affection, she had yet to show any real interest in her clumsy suitor. Bender personally couldn't understand what Fry saw in her, but it was obviously enough to make him make a fool of himself time and time again doing things in hopes of obtaining feelings that reflected his own. Bender chuckled, reached his hand into Fry's pocket, taking his wallet, and then went back to his show. He would never understand humans or the crazy things their emotions made them do.
Fry continued to watch Leela as she busied herself gathering her belongings and readying herself for her date. She was lost in her own little world and again Fry's presence went unnoticed. The constant chatter and playful banter they had once engaged in as Leela readied herself for her dates had slowly come to a halt once she started seeing Rodney. The perpetual smile that she had seemed to sport for the last few months was a testimony in itself to her feelings for Rodney. Fry knew that it was serious and that he was loosing ground quickly. If he didn't make a move soon, he knew that he would loose all chance at winning her heart. But he also knew that he had never seen her so happy in all the time that he had known her, happier than any time she had been with him. Besides, wasn't that what love was, wanting the other person to be happy?
Leela left the room, completely oblivious to the presence of Fry and Bender. Fry sighed and fell back against the couch. He would never win her love and this knowledge weighed heavy on his heart. He turned his attention back to the show, but couldn't bring himself to concentrate.
"Come on, bone bag, just tell her how you feel," Bender said casually.
Fry was startled, "I...I don't know what you're talking about. Leela and I are just friends.."
Bender took a long swig of his beer, "Just tell her what you feel and if she responds, then you got lucky. If not," he took another long drink, "the you just knock the broad off and move on." Bender stook up off the couch and stretched, "I'm gonna go get some more beer, Romeo, you want anything?"
Fry felt for his wallet and looked disappointed, "No, I'm broke."
"Tsk, Tsk, too much months at the end of the money, huh? Oh well. I'm gonna take off; I'll meet you back at the apartment later," Bender said as he started out the door.
"We're just friends!" Fry continued to protest as Bender left Planet Express.
Bender responded from the other side of the door, "Whatever!"
Fry remained on the couch for the remainder of All My Circuits, but he couldn't focus on the show. Leela had come and gone twice since Bender left and had failed to notice Fry on both occasions. He was hurt that his presence no longer seemed to matter to her. He had once been such a large part of her life, but had since been replaced by Rodney. For a time he had thought that he might actually have a chance at winning her heart, she had even stopped dating for a time and started to spend more time with him. And then she met Rodney and everything changed. Sergeant Rodney Jones was an officer in Zaap Brannigan's galactic army, inadverdently introduced to Leela by Zapp himself. Rodney's youthful charm complimented his striking good looks and piercing blue eyes. He had come into their lives and swept Leela off her feet and right out of Fry's arms.
Fry flippped the television off and reclined on the couch. Sighing, he watched the empty room for any sign of life. Zoidberg had been in his office most of the day as had Hermes and the Professor. Amy was off on a date with Kipf. He was due to leave with Rodney on the galacatic tour, so Fry figured they'd be out pretty much all night. Leela was the only one around and she would be leaving soon. For the first time since he first met her, Fry realized how truly alone he was in the 31st century.
He caught sight of Leela's form out of the corner of his eye. She moved gracefully in her heels and was even more beautiful out of her daily uniform. He smiled as she turned and showed a milky white back from the deep v in the dress. She was perfect in every way and he longed for her, physically and emotionally. He watched her intently as she passed the couch, finally noticing his gaze.
"What?" Leela asked him, a confused look on her face.
Fry smiled, drinking up the beautiful image before him. She's gorgeous, he thought, like a goddess. He shook his head, "You just look really nice Leela, I...uh...." He was at a loss for words, as was usual when it came to her.
She looked at him expectantly for a moment and then smiled, "Thanks, Fry," she said, bending down and kissing him lightly on the cheek. He smiled and sat up to hug her.
"Have fun, Leela," Fry said into her hair. She smiled and Fry watched her walk without a word out the same door that Bender had left through. He relaxed back on the couch and his smiled faded. There had been something friendly in her kiss, but that was all. The spark that had been there before was gone and the sparkle in her eye was meant for Rodney, not him. He laid his head against the armrest and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander into fantasies of he and Leela; fantasies without Rodney or Zapp or any other man that seemed the catch her fancy. In his fantasies, she belonged to him alone and she was intrigued by and attracted to his seemingly clumsy twentieth century charm. And, in his fantasies, he always knew exactly what to say. He let the thoughts lull him to sleep, a slight smile on his face.
Love is About Giving Up....Everything
Chapter One - Assumed Infatuation
"My robotic love, my hard drive belongs to you and you alone." Calculon's voice could be heard from the television sitting before Fry and Bender. The two friends sat on the couch, a bag of chips between them. Bender was watching All My Circuits intently, but Fry's mind was noticeably elsewhere. In his eyes, the charming Calculon was but he himself and the beautiful fem bot he held in his arms was the one woman he had loved since he came to the 31st century and would love until the day he died, Toranga Leela.
Bender interrupted his thoughts, "That Calculon. Lucky bastard always gets his girl."
Fry was jolted back into the real world for a moment and the visions of he and Leela were lost. "What? Oh, yeah....he always gets the girl..." his voice trailed off as Leela entered the room. Her deep purple hair hung loose about her fair shoulders and the dark blue dress she wore was cut low and gave a perfect view of her impressive display of cleavage. The slit up the side of the dress showed off her perfectly shaped and well-toned legs. She was obviously off on another date with Rodney, another handsome hunk who always seemed to get his girl. "Lucky bastard," Fry muttered to himself.
"I know, that's what I just told you. Fry, where are you..Fry....Fry...Earth to Fry!....oh forget it." Fry's attention had been turned to Leela and there it stayed, but it did not go unnoticed by Bender, who watched Fry as intently as he was watching Leela. He knew Fry had a thing for Leela; actually, everyone at Planet Express knew, but despite Fry's often desperate attempts to gain Leela's affection, she had yet to show any real interest in her clumsy suitor. Bender personally couldn't understand what Fry saw in her, but it was obviously enough to make him make a fool of himself time and time again doing things in hopes of obtaining feelings that reflected his own. Bender chuckled, reached his hand into Fry's pocket, taking his wallet, and then went back to his show. He would never understand humans or the crazy things their emotions made them do.
Fry continued to watch Leela as she busied herself gathering her belongings and readying herself for her date. She was lost in her own little world and again Fry's presence went unnoticed. The constant chatter and playful banter they had once engaged in as Leela readied herself for her dates had slowly come to a halt once she started seeing Rodney. The perpetual smile that she had seemed to sport for the last few months was a testimony in itself to her feelings for Rodney. Fry knew that it was serious and that he was loosing ground quickly. If he didn't make a move soon, he knew that he would loose all chance at winning her heart. But he also knew that he had never seen her so happy in all the time that he had known her, happier than any time she had been with him. Besides, wasn't that what love was, wanting the other person to be happy?
Leela left the room, completely oblivious to the presence of Fry and Bender. Fry sighed and fell back against the couch. He would never win her love and this knowledge weighed heavy on his heart. He turned his attention back to the show, but couldn't bring himself to concentrate.
"Come on, bone bag, just tell her how you feel," Bender said casually.
Fry was startled, "I...I don't know what you're talking about. Leela and I are just friends.."
Bender took a long swig of his beer, "Just tell her what you feel and if she responds, then you got lucky. If not," he took another long drink, "the you just knock the broad off and move on." Bender stook up off the couch and stretched, "I'm gonna go get some more beer, Romeo, you want anything?"
Fry felt for his wallet and looked disappointed, "No, I'm broke."
"Tsk, Tsk, too much months at the end of the money, huh? Oh well. I'm gonna take off; I'll meet you back at the apartment later," Bender said as he started out the door.
"We're just friends!" Fry continued to protest as Bender left Planet Express.
Bender responded from the other side of the door, "Whatever!"
Fry remained on the couch for the remainder of All My Circuits, but he couldn't focus on the show. Leela had come and gone twice since Bender left and had failed to notice Fry on both occasions. He was hurt that his presence no longer seemed to matter to her. He had once been such a large part of her life, but had since been replaced by Rodney. For a time he had thought that he might actually have a chance at winning her heart, she had even stopped dating for a time and started to spend more time with him. And then she met Rodney and everything changed. Sergeant Rodney Jones was an officer in Zaap Brannigan's galactic army, inadverdently introduced to Leela by Zapp himself. Rodney's youthful charm complimented his striking good looks and piercing blue eyes. He had come into their lives and swept Leela off her feet and right out of Fry's arms.
Fry flippped the television off and reclined on the couch. Sighing, he watched the empty room for any sign of life. Zoidberg had been in his office most of the day as had Hermes and the Professor. Amy was off on a date with Kipf. He was due to leave with Rodney on the galacatic tour, so Fry figured they'd be out pretty much all night. Leela was the only one around and she would be leaving soon. For the first time since he first met her, Fry realized how truly alone he was in the 31st century.
He caught sight of Leela's form out of the corner of his eye. She moved gracefully in her heels and was even more beautiful out of her daily uniform. He smiled as she turned and showed a milky white back from the deep v in the dress. She was perfect in every way and he longed for her, physically and emotionally. He watched her intently as she passed the couch, finally noticing his gaze.
"What?" Leela asked him, a confused look on her face.
Fry smiled, drinking up the beautiful image before him. She's gorgeous, he thought, like a goddess. He shook his head, "You just look really nice Leela, I...uh...." He was at a loss for words, as was usual when it came to her.
She looked at him expectantly for a moment and then smiled, "Thanks, Fry," she said, bending down and kissing him lightly on the cheek. He smiled and sat up to hug her.
"Have fun, Leela," Fry said into her hair. She smiled and Fry watched her walk without a word out the same door that Bender had left through. He relaxed back on the couch and his smiled faded. There had been something friendly in her kiss, but that was all. The spark that had been there before was gone and the sparkle in her eye was meant for Rodney, not him. He laid his head against the armrest and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander into fantasies of he and Leela; fantasies without Rodney or Zapp or any other man that seemed the catch her fancy. In his fantasies, she belonged to him alone and she was intrigued by and attracted to his seemingly clumsy twentieth century charm. And, in his fantasies, he always knew exactly what to say. He let the thoughts lull him to sleep, a slight smile on his face.