Chapter Four
There is No Place Like Home.
A/N- Well here comes the 'Why, oh why did I have sex with him?' time. Have fun. Starts with Sam's POV people. This is for lookitsaclu, inspiration she is...
Disclaimer- I don't own anything, All is Disney. If I owned Clu, you think I would be doing this?
.Tron Legacy.
"So, what did you come to bug me for this time Alan?" Sam asked at the older man smiled and sat in front on his desk. Alan then dropped a large manila quite loudly on the desk in front of him.
"Sales are up 50% from when you took over the company. Yet there is a large chunk of our profits are going to some program code named 'FLYNN LIVES'; said project is under Misha's department. Care to explain?" He asked, Sam smirked softly. Alan was too smart for anything Sam had ever tried to pull on him. He knew it was only a matter of time before he put two and two together.
"Coincidence?" Sam shrugged.
"I suppose you want me to believe that someone stealing the Tron software is also a coincidence." Alan coldly replied. Sam felt a flush spread across his cheeks. Damn, he forgot about re-installing Tron onto The Grid before giving it to Misha.
Sam then realized that it was a good idea that he had done it, Misha had a protector on the grid now. He was all rebooted and back to his 'I fight for the Users!' state. The younger man begun to laugh before looking at Alan. He wasn't laughing.
"Sam, I've told you how I feel about you tampering with The Grid. It's…it's unsafe." Alan grumbled, Sam put his hands in in mock defense.
"Hey Alan! I only re-installed Tron onto the Grid, anything after that was Misha's fault! By the way, almost all of the money that I'm using on this project is to keep people quiet about it! I think we could make some real money after reprogramming the whole thing and making it safe for users. Damn it Alan, I want to get back into the gaming business instead of the computer software. I want a new generation to fall in love with Encom games, just like when I was a kid!" Sam asserted.
Alan sat stunned for a good few minutes as Sam huffed and his heart pounded in his chest. Suddenly Bradley burst into laughter, Sam joined him as well.
"That's what I wanted to here. You'll do you father proud Sam, I swear. Attitude like that was what got him far." Alan praised him. Sam smiled back.
"Look, I'm going to check in on Misha. You know her, she's never on time." Sam sighed and she stood and gave Alan a pat on the shoulder. He walked out of the office and up to Misha's as quickly as she could.
Sam knew that time in the grid passed much faster than time in our world. Sam only hoped a week had passed.
.Tron Legacy. Misha's POV .Tron Legacy.
I woke up to soft breathing in the room. Confused, my eyes opened slowly and blinked several times.
Clu was laying close to me and my face was snuggled into the crook of his neck. His breath was dusting lightly across my neck and I couldn't help but shiver. Clu's body circuitry's light was low and soft, it pulsed to the sound of his breathing. I couldn't help feel the wave of guilt as I looked at his face.
He looked just like Flynn and that was hard to get over. I was still tired so I flipped my body over, away from Clu and fell back asleep.
"Mr. Flynn, Mr. Flynn!" I cried as I ran from my house down the sidewalk a few door down to Sam and Flynn's house. I saw him coming out the door and I lunged for him, wrapping my small arms around his waist. He laughed and ruffled my long hair and bent down to my level.
"What's wrong Kiddo?" He asked. I whipped the tears from my eyes.
"Sam called my a baby, he said he was thirteen and he was too old to be hanging out with a little kid like me!" I sniffled before bursting out in tears again. Flynn's face softened and he picked me up into a hug. He carried me into his house and set me on the counter, handing me a MCP lollypop in the process. I ripped out the wrapper and shoved it on my mouth.
"Listen Misha. Sam thinks that because he is an official teenager now that he is too cool for things like toys and playing dress up with you. He still loves you very much, in fact he cares for you more than you think!" Flynn smiled, I pulled the candy out of my mouth with a loud pop.
"What do you mean?" I asked, tilting my head to the side like I always did when I was confused. Flynn smiled and ruffled my hair like always.
"You'll understand when your both older. Now, I think I'll have a little talk with Sam." Flynn smiled again before helping me off the counter. He left and I walked out onto the front porch, waiting for Sam so I could give him s piece of my mind.
Suddenly I heard yelling in the house, I tip toed inside silently.
"Sam I've raised you better than that."
"Dad, she is SIX I'm thirteen. I want to be able to hang out at the mall without having a six year old with me all the time."
"Sam Flynn, you know how her family is. They can barely afford the food and heating, let alone clothes for the poor girl. Her father is always drunk and her mother doesn't take care of her. . Please Sam, she loves you very much. I know you care about her too, just protect her. Think of her as a Flynn."
I sat up straight up in bed, Clu was gone. I was gasping for breath, I hadn't dreamed of that day in many years. When I was six, I thought Sam and I were never going to be friends again. Yet after the talk, Sam care for me even more. After his father died, he took it on like it was Flynn's dying wish.
Shaking my head gently, I pushed away the only guild and made room for the new guilt. I had just slept with the program that had trapped Flynn here, tried to kill Sam and Quorra, AND somehow survived a fucking supernova EXPLOSION. Great, guilt come at me bro!
I sat there like a dumbass and waited for more of the horrible feelings I woke up with the swallow me whole…but nothing happened. It dawned on me then, I was a consenting adult. I said it was okay, well to be honest Clu seduced me but I was not going to argue. It wasn't like I had had sex with Flynn himself, I just had sex with the ass who killed him and survived.
I flopped back down on the bed with a loud huff and coved my face with my hands.
"What's wrong, Kiddo?"
My eyes flew open and I sat up.
"Stop fucking calling me that!" I barked at him, then stopped speaking.
Clu was standing in front of me wearing nothing but a towel slung tightly around his hips. He was dripping wet, his hair was plastered to his face, and his body circuitry was glowing brightly.
I blushed, I couldn't help but feel at light burning in my stomach. He smirked before dropping his towel. I was waiting for a full 'after shower' sex time, but Clu's suit just pixilated over his skin. There was a little voice in my head that said I was disappointed that there was clothes underneath.
"Get up." He ordered as he tugged the blanket off me. My suit had tried to repair itself overnight but it ended up looking like a jumbled mess.
My sleeves regenerated to the elbow when it stopped in this odd pixilated way. My skirt had become a few inches to indignant, it stopped just below my hips. My breast wer coved in a pasty story of way. I looked up from my er…lovely suit modifications to glance at Clu. He was fully engrossed in my suit and his gaze kept flicking back and forth between my barely covered D cup and my eyes.
"Clu, My face is here. Not on my boobs." I snipped, blushing as he smirked again.
"I thought I said to get up." He drawled. Clu suddenly grabbed my ankle and dragged me forward on the silk sheet. I cried out in surprise as he flipped me over none to gently and took my disk.
I felt his hand brush softly across my bare back, caressing it and causing Goosebumps. I shuttered and I heard Clu chuckle. Suddenly there was pressure on my back and a tickling sensation all over my body. I sat up and looked down, my whole suit had repaired itself. I smiled at Clu.
"Thank you." I said softly. He smirked and stood, he offered me a hand and helped me off the bed as well.
"As much as I want you to walk around in that outfit all the time, I don't want everything shown for all programs. Come, we have the games to watch." He said as he guided me down the long, yellow lighted hallway to the main bridge.
Clu sat in his throne chair before gesturing for me to follow. I shook my head, I was fine with standing. It was still a little uncomfortable to look him in the eye still, he looked so much like Flynn and having sex did not help it. Clu seemed to pick up on this and he grabbed my wrists and pulled me into his lap. I was uncomfortable for a minute before I just told myself to relax.
"Ladies and Gentleprograms. I would like to welcome you to the Tron City Grid Games. Tonight we have a special event planned. We have a user in our mists, He will face the vicious Disc wars battler know as Reaper." A loud automate voice sounded, the crowd went wild at the sounds of a User. I was a tiny bit worried that the user was me but I just had a feeling Clu was not going to be giving me up that easily. He seemed attached.
Suddenly I knew who the user was that they were dragging out onto the grid. I stood and walked, transfixed, over to the large widow. I pressed my nose against the glass to get a better look. The man was Horace Daly, an Irishmen and the head of the 'Flynn Lives' group over in Europe was being fitted with a Disc Wars gear.
"I know him…" I whispered as I felt Clu's hands rest on my hips. He lent forward, pressing all of his body against mine.
"He got in here with ripped off blueprints of the Resolution Laser that he found when hacking into Flynn's private files. He never knew It was going to go so well…" He whispered into my ear before biting into my neck softly, I felt my knees growing week. I lent on the rail that was along the window.
Clu licked my neck up to my ear and I felt the tingling sensation pick up as he pulled my hips forcefully back against his own. I shuttered and gripped the pole tighter, turning to press my cheek against the cool glass. Suddenly it sounded like the tinkle of glass as Clu derezzed his suit, he lifted the skirt on mine. I knew it was coming, I was tingling with excitement. There was also some shame.
In one swift movement, he forced himself deep inside and held my hips there for a good minute. I whined and tried to grind back against him but he held me perfectly still.
"Clu please…" I begged as one of his large hands drifted from my hip up to my neck. He gripped lightly; not enough to kill me but enough to bring my heartbeat up a few. I heard him chuckle before drawing himself out slowly and pushing in suddenly and swiftly. I moaned quite loudly before trying to gasp in more air. Clu began a slow rhythm, I was begging for fast. He would just chuckle, and indulge me fore a few minutes before switching back. I whined and begged and cried but he would have none of it. Once the light disc battle started to heat up, his pace picked up.
"Watch the battle." Clu growled lowly.
Easy for him to say, he wasn't fucking BEGGING for his orgasm.
When a disc finally killed Horace Daly, Clu gave the little bundle of nerves a tweak and gave me a particular hard pound. I came on the spot, watching as the guts of Horace spilt all over the game grid floor.
.Tron Legacy.
I was such a fucking pervert.
I got off to sex while watching a fellow human being be killed. Clu had carried me into the bedroom when my legs gave out halfway there. I was week for some reason, I had forgotten I hadn't eaten in quite a wile. Clu had left after I told him it was over twenty four hours since I had eaten last.
He got angry and snarled about how Users are far more difficult than programs with all their needs like eating. I couldn't help but snicker.
Laying back on the bed I let a calm feeling of nothing just wash over me. It was really nice, it had been quite a long time since I was able to just relax. I buried myself in my work, never dated, and only went out when Sam dragged me out. I would tell Sam I was going out for dinner with someone, a new boyfriend, but I never really was.
Well I should really take a shower, I'm kinda gross.
I stood and walked in the general direction of what I thought was the bathroom. Opening the door, I stepped inside and looked around. There was a sink, a toilet, something that looked like a bathtub and a shower. My eyebrow knit together as I tried to figure out how to turn on the fancy shower. I gave up on it when the shower begun to ooze an odd green goo. The bath was normal so I dumped some soap like substance into the bath and hoped for the best.
I slipped out of my suit, tossing it on the floor behind me. In one quick movement I sunk into the tub and rested my back on the side of the bath tub. The water was warm and relaxed my tight muscles instantly. I sighed in approval and looked around for some form of shampoo. When all I could find was a bottle filled with yellow stuff, I shrugged and begun to lather my hair.
Hopefully my hair wouldn't change from the long, light blond I had now to some insane color like blue or red. I dunked my head under the water and scrubbed. Once I came up for breath I looked at the door and met eyes with Clu.
"How did you figure out ho to use the bathtub?" He asked. I blushed and tried to cover up as best as I could.
"Its like the bath I have at home. The shower was too complicated." I tried to rinse out of my hair in the bath but it was harder than I thought. I sighed in fustration, Clu smirked and walked over to the shower.
He pressed one button on the wall outside of the shower and the water came flowing out. It was steaming and I scowled at him.
"The button on the outside is the one for the water, its hot so be careful. All the ones on the inside are different soaps and scents. Try not to kill yourself." He scolded before leaving the room.
"Damn programs." I snarled softly.
"I heard that. Hurry up and shower, I have hot food waiting."
My mouth watered at the thought of food. I couldn't help but let my mind drift back to Sam and Quorra. They would be worried by now, I knew it. Sam would be fit to kill once he got the letter.
I should really think about getting back. Being with Clu is too dangerous, he hates users. Come to think of it, I should really be derezzed by now. Why was he keeping me alive? I'm sure there a more than a few female programs that are willing to get a chance to 'Hit that like the angry fist of god' as Sam and I used to say. I cant be around for shear sex, can I? That was it, I needed to get home. Now was NOT the time for emotional turmoil.
I quickly grabbed my disc and stepped into the shower. I faced away from the stream and made sure to not get the disc wet while I when thought the software and tried to find the go home program.
C'mon, c'mon…
I found it and typed in the code.
There is No Place like Home…
The disc floated up and out of my hands, flew over my head and projected a white ray. In a blink I was standing in my office again.
.Tron Legacy.
A/N- Now, now. You knew she couldn't stay with Clu, she knew she had to go back and Misha knew what her code would do. It had to be done, she wont be gone for long though.
I know the killing of the User should have messed her up just a tiny bit more than it did. Her problem is she has no compassion. Her life has taught her that she it just makes one weak, she believes that people are always cruel. The User got what he deserved for hacking Flynn's files anyway.
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