Author's Note: This story takes place a couple of years after "Leroy & Stitch".
The noise of someone going through the garbage of the surrounding neighborhood was something far too faint for an average human to hear, but loud enough to be heard by Stitch who was just a few houses away from where the burglary was taking place.
Just as he was joining Lilo for some sleep, one of his ears twitched, taking in the sounds of the nearby intrusion. It had been rumored that a creature with similar characteristics to those of Leroy had been spotted roaming around town, not causing major havoc, but stealing things. Stitch, being the model citizen that he now was, decided to try and reason with Leroy, but by the time he got there the creature was already gone. He followed its scent all the way up to the forest he too once used to escape the human world.
Deep within the forest and far from visual contact, a creature was admiring a doll that he'd recently found in the trash; it was torn, missing an eye, and unwanted by its owner, just like him. "Ogo" he called it, "Why must Leroy envy you? Your, inability to think, feel, and-" He heard a distant voice call out his name. He dropped the doll that he'd been holding in his hands. His ears instinctively picked up the voice's location. Unsure as to who it could be and what they wanted, he silently rushed towards it, expecting the worst. He sneaked up behind the owner of the voice and pounced. He growled defensively, but soon realized it was the same creature that had stopped him from doing something that he'd now come to recognize as evil, so he let him go.
"Jaba Ramid Nye Hassin" Leroy remarked.
Stitch looked up at Leroy, a little shaken from the commotion, but quickly gathered his composure and said "Ih, it has been a while." Leroy went back to what he was doing earlier and started moving things around. Stitch watched Leroy, but curiosity took over him, so he spoke up again and asked "Why is yuuga here?" Leroy continued what he was doing. No reply came, so he addressed his reason for being there. "Stitch came to tell Leroy not to steal anymore."
It was as if Leroy hadn't heard a word he said. Stitch then recalled that Leroy might not know english, for he hadn't spent much time on Earth. "Naga understand?" Stitch asked, unsure if that was the reason he was being ignored.
"Ih, Leroy understand."
Stitch stood there, confused as to why he was being ignored. "Wh-" he began but was cut off by Leroy.
"Meega-o-itume." Leroy said as he continued moving things around. There was a tone in Leroy's voice that made Stitch feel sympathy towards him. It was as if Leroy wanted Stitch to get away from him for a non-selfish reason. A confused expression took over Stitch's face. Not hearing the retreating footsteps of the blue alien, he stopped what he was doing and made his point clear by saying "Detaka."
It was plain to see that Leroy didn't feel like talking, so Stitch decided to change the subject. "Do you need help?" Leroy nodded and handed Stitch a piece of what he was holding. As they got closer to finishing it became clearer that Leroy was building a house. It was about the size of one room, a rather small room, one where he'd be comfortable moving around in that could hold a few of his belongings, yet small enough to be hidden from people that happened to pass by.
It wasn't long after they were done that Stitch suggested they go relax at the one place that had helped him understand the ways of the earth, the beach. Leroy was reluctant at first, but Stitch insisted. It was a little past midnight, but the moon was still hovering above them. They sat in the sand, Leroy held the doll he'd dropped when he heard Stitch coming. He stared deeply into it, contemplating, he felt Stitch deserved an explanation as to why he was there.
"What's his name?" asked Stitch.
"Ogo." he replied. He handed the doll over to Stitch and began to tell his story.
He explained how he tried living in many solitary planets, trying to waste his life away, far from others to prevent himself from ruining whatever peaceful existence they had. He had even tried committing suicide, but his programming didn't allow such actions to be made. Coming to earth was his last option, but if he was to live a peaceful life, not having to worry about finding his next meal, it would be there.
"Achi-baba," Stitch began, "Leroy doesn't have to be bad."
Leroy never had anyone consider him a friend, much less address him as one; trying to leave emotions out of it, he argued "Naga! Leroy bad! Meega monster." He recalled how he almost destroyed the peaceful existence of 626's family, an experiment that he didn't know at the time that was now sitting next to him, who hadn't said anything but nice words since his arrival. He couldn't help it, he was just following the orders of Hamsterviel. He didn't know the difference between good and evil. Deep inside, he was scared of himself and what he could do to others. Fearing he would once again become the source of destruction to innocent bystanders, he shed a tear as he whispered "Kaphong."
It was easy to see that Leroy was hurting, but Stitch continued "You know Leroy, Stitch was not always good." Leroy lifted his ears, and stared at Stitch with a mixture of disbelief and surprise. "Oh, yeah, Stitch had moments too." he said reassuringly. "Stitch been in trouble with Galactic Alliance, and even with Stitch's ohana," he helped Leroy up, "but that behind Stitch now." he smiled at Leroy "and if yuug-"
"Leroy different." he insisted. "Leroy worse. . . meega hopeless." Stitch was convinced that wasn't true, but he was running out of things to say to change his mind, so he thought it'd be a good idea to show him how identical they really were.
He took Leroy near the water and insisted he looked at it. Once he stood over the calm water, his eyes fixated on his reflection and immediately fell in love with it, the moon gracefully complementing the scenery. It was the first time he'd seen his reflection. It was narcissus all over again. He stared at it for a long time, admiring his image. Curiosity took over and he decided to touch it, having an instinctive reaction to the touch of water, he backed away in shock. He turned to Stitch, and there was his reflection, blue like the water that beheld it.
Leroy stared at him, admiring the similarity between their bodies. He stopped once he realized that with every passing moment, he was taking a step closer to Stitch. Stitch was taken a little aback by this and took a couple of steps back. He could almost see Stitch giving him a nervous look that was evident in his eyes. What happened next was unprecedented. Leroy's lips now rested on the blue experiment, but it was Stitch who kissed Leroy.
Leroy began to feel a bit creeped out, for he had never experienced any sort of physical affection. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation; he wanted to push Stitch off and rub his love-infected face all over the floor, but the moment his hands made contact with Stitch's body, his motions changed from those of a push to those of a hug. Both could feel a strong aura between them, a bond not yet understood by human logic. His eyes got watery with disbelief. A tear fell from Leroy's eye as they pulled away. Stitch licked the tear off Leroy's face and smiled. Embarrassed, Leroy backed away, grabbed his left arm and looked down nervously at the floor.
"Takka, Stitch."
He turned and ran back to the house Stitch had helped him build earlier. He turned to see Stitch waving goodbye. And deep inside he knew there was no need for a prosthetic heart because Stitch had fixed him up. That was just what he was to Leroy, a stitch. He'd stitched up his solitary and defiled soul.
Author's Note:
This is the first story I've started with no plot in mind, and strangely enough it's by far the one I'm most proud of. Coincidence? Like it? Hate it? Had a love that transcended understanding? Tell me all about it in the review section! ;)
I have more of an idea as to where I wanna take it now that I've gotten this far.
Sorry, my vocabulary is not that great. I just had to get this out there because this is one of the cutest unofficial couples ever.
I feel like this story is too serious, got any ideas on how to make it more lively? How should they spend the next day?