Chapter 2
Ro's POV
Finally we were on dry land; I was getting really claustrophobic in that tiny little pod. The trip was pretty much silent, except when Zee asked me if I was felling well, because of my paleness from being sea sick.
We were walking around on the crowded streets looking for a motel or something. I was trying to figure out what we should do to prove Zee's innocence. I promised him we would find another way, and I won't break a promise, especially a promise to Zee.
"Any Ideas?" I asked him, hoping he did, because he always did. "No" he said simply. In a word, I was baffled.
I guess he had spotted a motel because he started walking across the street. I hadn't noticed at first because I was so deep in thought. We made our way to the motel and entered the door with the "Check In" sign on it. I stood next to him as he got our key.
After that we went outside to find our room. "What number?" I asked. He looked down at the key in his hand, "13" he replied without even looking up at me. "Oh great." I said to myself. He didn't say anything. It was so unlike him. I was at least expecting a "Ro, 13 is not an unlucky number, that is just a human superstition, such as not walking under ladders or throwing salt over your shoulder after you spill it." And usually when he makes comments to things I say to myself or when he answers rhetorical questions, I get a little annoyed. But now I would have welcomed it. Only 2 words came to mind just now.robot depression.
We found our room and entered the motel. He tossed the key down on the little table, and then sighed. Something I've never heard him do. I looked at him standing there in the middle of the motel, shoulders slumped, head down. A tear ran down my cheek and I walked over to him and he looked down sadly at me. With a slight lean forward I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in the cold metallic chest of his, and I cried. Yes, I, Ro Rowen, action hero, cried. "Ro, please don't cry, we'll find a way, we always do." He put his arms around me and we stood in the middle of the motel room hugging each other. I stopped crying. Partially because I knew he didn't like seeing me cry, partially because I knew he couldn't. And now, I'm sure, he wanted to.
"Ro" he said after a while, then paused "You can't come with me anymore." He looked down sadly at me. I let go of him and backed away. "W-What?!?" I said in disbelief. He continued "It's too dangerous; I couldn't stand it if you got hurt, or worse, died."
"Zee! I'm not made of glass!" I said angrily, hot tears running down my cheeks.
"I know-
"NO! We've had this discussion before and I'm not leaving you!" He backed away and sank down into a chair. I sat on the edge of the bed, we were knee to knee. I knew what he was doing, he was waiting till I fell asleep and then he would leave, and I would never see him again.
Zee's POV
She had to fall asleep sometime, it was physically impossible for a human to stay awake forever. She knew she would lose too, but that didn't stop her from trying.
She looked at me, I looked at her. This went on for about 3 hours. I knew she was really tired; she hadn't slept in a long time, not even in the pod. She had been too sea sick. She leaned over and put her head down on the pillow, still keeping her eyes on me. I was sure now that I had to leave her, I couldn't bear to see her hurt again.
"Zee", she whispered "please.please don't leave me." And then she drifted off to sleep. She sounded so sad and pleading. I knew now I could never leave her, because I was in love with her. And I knew now what I had to do.
Ro's POV
I woke up that morning and the memory came flooding back to me. I prayed that Zee was still there. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. He was gone.
(A/N) Dun dun dun! Cliffhangah! Why did zee end up leaving even thought we know he didn't want to? Where is he now? Will he come back? Should I end this crap of a story? Review, review, review.
Disclaimer: Nope still not mine, but if I did own it, I would put it on at a good time and not replace it with that crap of a show "Mucha Lucha" I would rather eat my foot. *narrows eyes a crazy WB people*
Ro's POV
Finally we were on dry land; I was getting really claustrophobic in that tiny little pod. The trip was pretty much silent, except when Zee asked me if I was felling well, because of my paleness from being sea sick.
We were walking around on the crowded streets looking for a motel or something. I was trying to figure out what we should do to prove Zee's innocence. I promised him we would find another way, and I won't break a promise, especially a promise to Zee.
"Any Ideas?" I asked him, hoping he did, because he always did. "No" he said simply. In a word, I was baffled.
I guess he had spotted a motel because he started walking across the street. I hadn't noticed at first because I was so deep in thought. We made our way to the motel and entered the door with the "Check In" sign on it. I stood next to him as he got our key.
After that we went outside to find our room. "What number?" I asked. He looked down at the key in his hand, "13" he replied without even looking up at me. "Oh great." I said to myself. He didn't say anything. It was so unlike him. I was at least expecting a "Ro, 13 is not an unlucky number, that is just a human superstition, such as not walking under ladders or throwing salt over your shoulder after you spill it." And usually when he makes comments to things I say to myself or when he answers rhetorical questions, I get a little annoyed. But now I would have welcomed it. Only 2 words came to mind just now.robot depression.
We found our room and entered the motel. He tossed the key down on the little table, and then sighed. Something I've never heard him do. I looked at him standing there in the middle of the motel, shoulders slumped, head down. A tear ran down my cheek and I walked over to him and he looked down sadly at me. With a slight lean forward I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in the cold metallic chest of his, and I cried. Yes, I, Ro Rowen, action hero, cried. "Ro, please don't cry, we'll find a way, we always do." He put his arms around me and we stood in the middle of the motel room hugging each other. I stopped crying. Partially because I knew he didn't like seeing me cry, partially because I knew he couldn't. And now, I'm sure, he wanted to.
"Ro" he said after a while, then paused "You can't come with me anymore." He looked down sadly at me. I let go of him and backed away. "W-What?!?" I said in disbelief. He continued "It's too dangerous; I couldn't stand it if you got hurt, or worse, died."
"Zee! I'm not made of glass!" I said angrily, hot tears running down my cheeks.
"I know-
"NO! We've had this discussion before and I'm not leaving you!" He backed away and sank down into a chair. I sat on the edge of the bed, we were knee to knee. I knew what he was doing, he was waiting till I fell asleep and then he would leave, and I would never see him again.
Zee's POV
She had to fall asleep sometime, it was physically impossible for a human to stay awake forever. She knew she would lose too, but that didn't stop her from trying.
She looked at me, I looked at her. This went on for about 3 hours. I knew she was really tired; she hadn't slept in a long time, not even in the pod. She had been too sea sick. She leaned over and put her head down on the pillow, still keeping her eyes on me. I was sure now that I had to leave her, I couldn't bear to see her hurt again.
"Zee", she whispered "please.please don't leave me." And then she drifted off to sleep. She sounded so sad and pleading. I knew now I could never leave her, because I was in love with her. And I knew now what I had to do.
Ro's POV
I woke up that morning and the memory came flooding back to me. I prayed that Zee was still there. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. He was gone.
(A/N) Dun dun dun! Cliffhangah! Why did zee end up leaving even thought we know he didn't want to? Where is he now? Will he come back? Should I end this crap of a story? Review, review, review.
Disclaimer: Nope still not mine, but if I did own it, I would put it on at a good time and not replace it with that crap of a show "Mucha Lucha" I would rather eat my foot. *narrows eyes a crazy WB people*