A flinch.

Motor gears moving.

Master…

"G! Look it was a success, G! Come see!"

"Giotto! How many times must I tell u not to make toys already?!" A maroon coloured hair male shouted across the laboratory, responding to the name, G. Another blonde male, rushed to the side of G, pushing him towards his source of excitement. Excited that he had succeeded.

Who is my master?

"Its not everyday you see a robot move!" Giotto grinned, being too elated getting a huff from his friend before he succumbed to his friends antics. He was then met with a realistic doll, far too realistic then he imagined and liked.

Is it him?

Blond long hair with blue eyes were matched with pale skin which were only covered by a small oversized shirt. Delicate features endorsed on the doll's body. Pink lips sealed the entrance to pearly white tiny teeth. Long eyelashes flutter open and close as it studied G. Needless to say G was entranced by a while from the beauty, has Giotto gone mad with his desires to create such a beautiful doll? Was this from the perverted side of Giotto in a human form?

Blink, blink.

Or is it the one behind him?

"Giotto! What witchcraft did you use?!" G again used his trademark shouting to reach his currently bouncing around friend. Dread only came over G when he thought about had his closest friend done.

No, its not this man.

"Its powered by the sky flames, G." Giotto strode towards the doll, regaining his sanity. "A beauty isn't she?"

Its him.

I found my master!

"The important point is its gender. We can't call it forever!" The storm guardian's eyebrows knitted itself together, "I don't see any parts to differentiate whether it is a she or he!"

"I screwed up with the gender. But with her looks, she shall be a female!"

Master, look at me! Look at me!

"NONE?!" something snapped inside G. With hyper institution, Giotto held his hands up in defense. "WHAT WERE U THINKING?! GIOTTO!"

"I screwed up G. I am not perfect, sue me." He then turned towards the forgotten doll who in return looked at him by his eyes. "Your name is Fia, a itallian name for flame. Which you were created from. Lets not forget what you were created from." Giotto gave a blinding smile which his creation had no reaction to it, other then cocking her head to the side.

Fia.

My name.

Yes, this is my master.

The one I have to protect forever and be by his side.

I have to follow him.

"mas… master?" This was how the meeting of the doll with a happy Giotto and a frustrated G.

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FINALLY I AM DONE WITH ONE CHAPTER! /cries tears of joy/

My first trial on multi chapter stories with an idea that stuck to me like super glue.

Khr don't belong to me.

REVIEW PLEASE.