Just had this idea awhile ago when I was listening Kokoro and Kokoro-Kiseki and Kokoro-Thousands After-! I don't know why...

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Chapter 1

The Robot

Logen's POV

It's been awhile since I have worked with my dad in demolishing old buildings. I didn't know why. He kept saying..."You can't come with me today! The men won't like it!" Then he'd shove me into my room. But today he said I could go with him. I'm so excited. Every time I go to help him, he lets me go into the house. You know, to see if there's any hidden treasures in there. I can't wait. Maybe, you could call me a pirate, or a pawn hunter, but I'm feeling lucky with this one. It's a house far up a hill, which hasn't been touched in like a century. Maybe a thousand years! He said it's near a big red maple tree. And used to own to an old man and his family 'til they past away.

When we got there, the place looked like it was about to fall apart any moment. We all got out of the car. I slipped on the ice and landed on my knees. It was at least 30 degrees outside. I was shivering so much, I thought I was gonna freeze into an icicle.

My dad looked at me with a gloom face. "Sorry Logen, but the place is in such bad condition..." He wrapped his hand around my shoulder. "It'll just have to get torn down..." No! He always does this to me! I'm not going to listen.

I looked at him. His face was as bad as I felt. "Yeah...I guess you're right..." I sighed. But then I took off running into the house. I heard him shout my name but I didn't care. I kept running. Then I tripped over something. Something hard. My construction hat fell off and the noise echoed throughout the house when it hit the floor. Afterward, I pulled myself up, by grabbing onto a shelf near the old fireplace.

I grunted. Turns out the shelf fell of of the wall, along with a picture frame. I caught it before it could hit the ground. The picture was of a teen aged boy, with a girl who had a bow in her hair. My hand automatically dropped the photo when I noticed the kid in the photo. I had to dive to catch it this time. The boy in the picture looked exactly like me. Same hair, same eyes, and same smile. I was shocked.

The place had no electric, and no heat. It was definitely crumbling. In a corner there was termites eating away at the wall, and a big crack near an old transmitter device(computer). Although for some reason, I didn't want to look at the thing I tripped on.

I slowly turned around, and then I fell to the floor in astonishment. It was a real live robot. You know the things you see in the movies. I moved slowly toward it, and my blond hair fell into my face. There was something about it...I couldn't put my finger on it.

It's eyes were closed, but she was smiling. I moved some of her hair out of her face. She looked so beautiful. I just laid there, resting my head on my arms, mimicking her smile. I was mesmerized. Then, I noticed her broken headphones/head band. Maybe it's what made her work.

I reached over and looked at them. Hmm...How...Then I remembered something from Tech Ed. Class. I ran over to the old transmitter desk, and got a screwdriver and some titanium and new wires. After about 10 minutes, I heard some footsteps. I rolled my eyes thinking it could be Dad. I ran over, and put the headphones on the robot, and waited.

After five minutes of silently waiting...Nothing happened. Not even a spark. I decided to just go out of the building. Then there was an inhale. A great big inhale. I turned around, and my Dad was standing there. "Out. Now." His voice was stern, and cold. I sighed. Now he comes in after me? After 15 minutes? "Come on Fuyuki wants to start demolishing now let's go!" Fuyuki doesn't have any patience at all!

I looked at the robot..."Okay..." I felt connected to her somehow though... I just don't know how... "Can we...take her though..." He better say yes. I nodded over to the girl laying on the ground.

He looked at me with a concerned face. "Would it make you happy, and not come into this place again?" I was surprised he'd ask that...This was her home. Now I felt ashamed...Although for a robot.

Then we heard some movement. I turned toward the robot, and her eyes were half open. Her legs were in a different position to. It looked like she was crying too. Robots can cry? She looked at me, and then looked happy. I wasn't so sure why. Was it because I helped her? Or...What?...Why? How?...When...

She opened her eyes all the way, and she sat up. Then she screamed. I ran over to her and comforted her. "It's okay! We're not going to hurt you..." I tried to calm her down as much as possible. What robot can scream? Didn't they have like no feelings?

My Dad rolled his eyes and walked out of the building. I could hear him talking to Fuyuki and the rest of the crew.

Then I heard her say something. "Master?" She looked at me. Master? I wasn't her master? Why did she call me 'master'?

I looked over at her, and her face was bright red. Robots have blood? Emotions... "No, not Master...Logen..." I reassured her. Maybe she called me 'Master' because she was scared? No that sounds dumb.

She took my hand then. "Len?" She asked. Was she inferring to her Master's name. But my name is not 'Len'.

As she had my hand, I squeezed it gently. "No, Lo-gen." I broke my name apart for pronunciation. Maybe she didn't hear me right.

She sadly let go. "You're not Len? You're Logen?" She finally said my name right.

I looked into her blue eyes. "Yes..." My ears went hot, and it felt like a heater was in front of my face. Although, I felt like I met her before. Somewhere, somehow. I noticed something then, she looked exactly like me. Her hair, her eyes, her skin...This was definitely impossible.