A/N: How I have dreamt of this moment...
Disclaimer: I want to own the cute little black robot monkey, but nooo...
The Wait
He crawled out of the pool and lay on the ground, gasping. His wet fur made him very cold. Rolling his head forom side to side, he pushed himself up with his elbows, then his palms.
Everything hurt. Every millimetre of his body hurt the size of Shuggazoom and half the rest of the star system. Man oh man did it hurt.
He had only fuzzy memories left, short flashes of what had happened. And a laughing face, with burning red eyes and jagged teeth, haunting him through it all. But whatever did happen, he was certain of one thing.
He had to find the one that was called Chiro.
The only grip he had to what he had to assume was his past, was a few names. He could only just barely connect the names to faces. But they were strong names. Names that comforted him, made him feel warm. They lit a fire of determination in him. He wanted to find the ones that held the names.
Actually, it was more the boy that he needed. That boy held the rest of him. A part of his soul. That boy had a part of him inside.
He wanted it back.
The shivering monkey could hardly remember what had happened recently. But he had felt that... That he had done something significant, involving the child. Primal instinct. Or...was it love? Had he loved the boy?
He could not remember.
It's an awful thing, not being sure of anything. The uncertainty can do horrible things to your mind. It takes over your mind, it controls your life.
He wanted to find the boy. To find his past, and to make himself whole again.
Finally getting around to getting up and moving, the little monkey started to climb the steep wall of dirt that made the pit he was in. That was one deep pit. That was one big beauty of a pit. By the gods he wished it was smaller.
But he was a battler, as he had been almost all his life. Or at least the parts he could remember. He got out of there, rested briefly, and started running. He ran on all fours. Towards the one thing on the horizon that seemed familiar. He knew that whatever he was looking for, it was there. It was a long way, but it would be worth it.
A large city. A beautiful city. Well, it was supposed to be. Rubble was strewn all long the streets, the remains of buildings. But the worst of it had been cleared by the time he had gotten there. That place felt like home.
The little animal had reached the layer of the city with all the small alleys and streets when he felt a wave of air. Slightly warm air, that smelt like fuel. By instinct, he looked up, and saw a humanoid silhouette against the clouds, only almost comically boxy. It was already getting worryingly small. Before long it was completely invisible, off to who knew where. His salvation had just left.
But that was fine.
He could wait.
A small celebration of my six month fanniversary. Post I, Chiro AU-ish one-shot. I'm wondering whether to turn it into a full AU story or not. Review?