Disclaimer- I don't own Chobits, only the madeups. And I DEFINITELY don't own Japan, or wherever its based.
Then… this city… will have no unhappy people. It's the special city that has… the someone just for me.
"Someone just for me…" came a soft whisper from the girl in the bookstore, she picked up the book and brought it to the counter, intrigued by it.
It seemed like a children's book, with the pictures and large letters- but it didn't feel right. It didn't sound like a children's book, the series. The 'City with no People' title made it sound like something that was either a long novel about the end of the world or a fun story about little children and wolves and in the end is a moral about not obeying your parents or something. But it wasn't so.
Absentmindedly brushing a green lock that looked like it was taken straight from a neon sign out of her shocking blue eyes absentmindedly, the girl paid for the book and placed it in her backpack. She strolled along the streets, waving and greeting people she knew, as well as persocoms.
Not that it made a difference. Persocoms looked identical to humans these days. Even the ears were unnoticeable, they just had rather large earrings- then, so did normal girls. Persocoms even acted like humans. They learned new things, popped up with unexpected ideas and questions, and were terribly precocious when designed to be young children. They even made a persocom that could grow from infancy to adulthood.
It was astonishing how much people distrusted persocoms when they were first invented. And now persocoms were preferred over humans. Strange world…
"Good morning Miss Aiko, how are you?" the persocom who worked at the bakery asked with a smile. She knew Emiko was a persocom because she'd seen her use a cable to hook up to a screen through the window once.
"I'm fine, thank you. I'd like the usual, please," she replied just as kindly, her earrings jangling and hitting her neck with her every movement.
Aiko was never sure what she was. She was born, grew up slowly- like a human, and would one day die. That meant she was human, right? But she was a persocom also. She didn't have an owner. Her parents were persocoms who knew how to raise children and owned a day care. She felt like a normal girl, and everyone thought she was. Her friends at school were so jealous that she got to wear earrings as loud as Aiko's were.
She felt almost as if she was a human, but she'd never really feel emotions. It was like that phrase– 'if you cut me, do I not bleed?' when asking why people were so cruel to humans. Well, she didn't bleed. She sparked and got repaired- so she must not be human. It was a bit sad when she first realized this, but she didn't mind.
Her parents showed love and caring towards her, although it was programmed. Her friends thought she was a normal, rebellious teenager- wearing tight leather and outrageously died hair. She fit in perfectly, and that was all that mattered to her.
"Thank you for shopping here, Ms. Aiko. We hope to see you again!" Emiko said cheerfully, handing Aiko the bag of pastries in exchange for the money. She waved and walked out into the sunshine.
A/N- No, Aiko won't be our only main character. That wouldn't be much fun, would it? I'll add another one- a nice human. Maybe a boy she can fall in love with. (Sorry I can't do slash, romance is beyond me except in the whole 'happily ever after' thing) We'll see!