I'm not very good at writing. I hope that you would enjoy this!

"So what is your command? Should I get a leash for you to tie onto me? Should I get naked for your own pleasure?" The blue haired boy's eyes lit up. He took a step forward, "Or should we both get naked and have –"

"Don't come near me!" Miku screamed, her arms flinging over her head.

Surprise shot through him. He raised both his eyebrows. "What?"

"Stay away," Miku shuddered, "Just back away you pervert!"

"Pervert?" He frowned. "D-did I somehow displease master?"

"Who are you calling master!?"

He pointed a finger to her. "It's you, Miku Hatsune. You have awakened me which makes you my new master."

Miku staggered back a few steps. "Stop talking gibberish. There is no way that you're a robot and I'm your master or whatever."

He folded his arms across his chest. "I am and you are. I am a robot that cannot feel pain and you are my master. I have unlimited strength and built for entertainment purposes. I'll even prove it to you." He dug into his pockets and pulled out a knife.

Miku's eyes widened. "What are you going to do?"

He stared at her with his deep sea-blue eyes. He chuckled at her frantic expression. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He gripped on it hard, his knuckles turned white. "I can never hurt you master." He raised it and stabbed it into his arm.

There was a disgusting snapping sound.

Miku let out a cry, "What the hell are you doing! Are you trying to kill yourself?!" She rushed to him, forgetting about his insane talks and beliefs. She grabbed his stabbed arm. "Do you know that you can die from serious blood loss? Doesn't your mum teach you this –"

She stopped in the middle of her sentence. Her eyebrows both shot up. She examined his arm – his unharmed arm.

There were no injuries, no wound. There wasn't even a single scar in sight. Miku looked up at him. She started stuttering, "H-how is t-this possible?"

He smiled – a smile that looked like a smirk. He seemed satisfied. "Didn't I tell you? I'm a robot. No human made weapons can kill me." He held the knife in the air. It was broken, snapped in half by the impact of his arm. "This was broken because my arm is made of strong metal. The skin that covers the metal have this fast healing process that closes up wounds immediately after one appears."

"So no matter how much someone tries to stab you, you won't die?" Miku questioned.

He nodded. "So now master, do you believe me?"

She opened her mouth. "I-I…" she halted. What the heck? Why am I even listening to him jibber?! The blade breaking must have been a trick.

She gave out a tight smile. Yes, it must have been some sort of trick. He must have had a metal plate placed on his arm when he stabbed it with the knife and hid it somewhere. I need to get away from him, and quickly! An idea popped up in her head.

"Hey you, you will listen to every single command I give out right?"

He straightened up. His eyes burned with excitement. An amused smile curved onto his lips. "Yes, what is it that you want?"

Miku jabbed a finger to the direction behind his back. "Face that way for 10 minutes."

His face fell. "Oh ok… I thought you would make me do something more interesting and –"

"Just face that way and do not turn around until 10 minutes had passed. " Miku interrupted him.

"Alright," He muttered under his breath and turned around, his back to her. "Is this how you want it master?" He called out.

Miku started backing away. "Yeah, and keep doing that for 10 minutes."

"Fine," His tone sounded annoyed. "I'm going to start counting down the seconds. 1,2,3,4,5–"

"Keep it up." Miku shouted out.

"9, 10, 11, 12, 13…"

Miku gave the blue haired boy with the blue scarf one last glance before she quickly turned her heel and ran off into the distance.

Miku panted heavily while leaning against a window. She had been running non-stop for what felt like hours now. She turned her head. There was no crazy boy chasing her. She sighed, finally calming down. She checked her watch. It was half past 8. Mikuo might be waiting for her in the front of her apartment already.

She picked up her pace, her heart skipping with joy by the thought of him.

Miku loved everything about Mikuo. His laughter, his smile, his eyes, his hair, his scent, it was intoxicating for her. She could not wait to see him.

She searched for a signpost indicating her precise location. There was one across the road.

Miku stepped onto the road. Her mind was completely occupied by Mikuo's reaction when he drinks her leek soup that she didn't see a tram coming straight at her. The tram flashed its light. The driver even beeped at her. But Miku did not respond at all. Her feet were glued to the ground. Her whole body stiffened. She was stationary. Her mind went blank as the tram drove closer and closer to her.

She was going to die. She somehow knew. She closed her eyes, waiting for the pain.

She could hear the constant beeping sound the tram makes. The driver pulled the emergency stop button. The whole tram screeched. Its wheels scraped onto the metal, sending small sparks flying outwards. Everything seemed to have slowed. The watch ticking on her wrist, the gasps of nearby pedestrians, the shout of the tram driver-
And the voice of that blue haired boy.

Wait… that crazy blue haired boy? Miku snapped her eyes open.

He was there, running towards her, his long blue scarf swept backwards as the wind brushed against his face. His beautiful silky blue hair looked even smoother than now. His face was still gorgeous. He rushed between the tram and Miku.

"You IDIOTIC MASTER!" He raised one hand in front of him as the tram screeched closer. "YOU'RE THE MOST TROUBLESOME MASTER I EVER HAD IN MY WHOLE LIFE!" He yelled at her as the vehicle came in contact with his hands and stopped immediately with a huge crushing sound. The front of the tram instantly smashed into pieces. The driver lunged out of the seat before he was injured by the shards of the broken window. Passengers in the tram poked their heads out and tried to see what was going on.

Miku froze. She shivered. He stopped a freckon tram with just one hand!

He grinned, pleased by Miku's expression. "Well now do you believe me that I'm a robot?" He dropped his hands. The tram creaked. Murmurs built up from passing people in the streets.

Miku did not say anything. She did not know how. She only nodded her head quietly and stared as the gorgeous blue haired boy gave her a ghost of a smile.

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