Disclaimer: Chobits is by the wonderful, yet cruel Clamp.
Forever Yours
By Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 1 – …wouldn't she?
Hesitantly, I asked her, "What did you say?"
"I couldn't find my way home," she repeated once again to me with her hands holding one another tightly.
The blow was just as harsh.
I knew I had heard correctly.
I took her hands and held them gently. If I didn't, I feared that she wouldn't know that she was damaging her skin by all the squeezing.
I was in a panic, but I wouldn't show her. That's how it always was.
I just couldn't be anything but calm.
It was scary even to myself.
I took her to the couch and sat her down.
Pushing her hair over her ear, I connected her to the laptop that I had recently purchased.
Bowing her head, she was in standby mode. Then, I looked over her data.
Everything seemed to be intact.
I sighed.
She was custom-made…
If anything happened to her, what would she do? She would have to come to me naturally.
But I had feared the day, as with any human and their persocom, the day that I couldn't repair Yuzuki.
No matter how much I studied or 'fixed' her, I always tried to deny that there would be a day that I couldn't do anything.
That I would just look at her one day and watch her deteriorate before my very eyes.
I shook my head as tears began to come to my eyes. I refused to let them fall though.
I was determined.
Only Yuzuki could make me love her so much that I could react so extremely.
I then squinted my eyes at the screen. "What's this?"
The computer screen was blinking.
"Temporary storage. New information," I read aloud as I clicked on it.
"Password," the familiar message came on.
What question had Yuzuki wanted to ask me before she told me she was late?
"Paradise dream," I said in English.
Confirmed.
Then, it replayed a video…
* Bustle, bustle. *
I must get all that is on the grocery list. The best route would be this way.
* A mental map with a red arrow appears to show Yuzuki's route through the market *
* Picks everything from the list and places it into a basket *
* Bump *
"Excuse-never mind," a housewife says.
I bow my head though I know I shouldn't have.
This is a usual occurrence.
There are women who occasionally do this to comfort themselves. They believe that persocoms are trouble. Especially female ones like myself.
I can't tell Minoru-sama though because he'll get worried.
* Resumes going around and makes purchases *
I must get him his book also.
Will he be mad that I got him something without asking him?
* Looks around *
Why must people always whisper?
"There is that persocom again. She may be cute, but that boy never wants to have friends because of her," one woman with a ponytail whispers to another.
* Picks up book *
The other one, the one with an old lady's perm, answers back, "He'll grow out of it. Don't worry. Most of them do."
What does this mean? 'To grow out of it'?
I must ask this later.
* Takes book and looks at another one *
"There will come a time when a newer model will come out," the pony-tailed one whispers while still looking at me even though she tries not to make it seem obvious. "They're made everyday!"
"Boys are always so fickle," the one with the perm replies. "Besides, persocoms can only do so much."
* Decides to take the first book and proceeds to the register of the bookstore *
* Walks out after politely thanking the cashier *
I repeat in my head, "There will come a time when a newer model will come."
No, Minoru-sama said he loved me.
Even though I don't really understand this concept of love as humans call it, I know the way we are is like the way Chi and her master are.
I had wanted Minoru-sama to look at me the same way…
To help him in any way…
And then, he had looked at me that way.
No. Minoru-sama wouldn't do that at all.
* Vision goes a bit blurry *
It is happening again.
* Goes on automatic mode *
Back up data accessed.
Kaerimichi.
Confirmed.
* Walks towards home *
End of data.
I took a deep breath as I looked at Yuzuki.
I had looked at your 'heart' without your permission…
But it was for your own good.
Still in standby mode, I placed my slightly shaking hands on Yuzuki's shoulders.
Her head still bent, I looked at the hair in front of me.
"Yuzuki…I didn't know."
That's all I could say.
I didn't know how to fix this glitch at the moment.
But to never know that she went through such discriminations…
At this day and age, people are still so cruel.
And that was just today's data…
"What about before? I want to know. Why didn't you tell me, Yuzuki?"
I shook my head knowing the answer too well.
I got up, took out the connections and she was out of standby mode.
Standing up, she blinked at me.
I then grabbed her face and looked at her intensely. Searching into her eyes, I wanted to find an answer to anything.
Even though all was hopeless to ask or find a response to.
After a moment of silence, I finally find my voice.
"I saw," I whispered melancholically.
"You know my question," she said as she folded her hands while looking down
"Look at me please," I pleaded.
She looked at me again.
"I can never grow out of you. That means to be tired of someone or something. But you answered your own question, Yuzuki."
How can I say that there are few in your life that you meet, and when you do, you can't live without them?
Even if you created them into reality.
You are a part of me, Yuzuki…
"Have I, Minoru-sama?"
I nodded.
"I love you," I answered without hesitation.
Closing my eyes, I didn't listen to reason.
I kissed her…
For the first time, in sixteen years that I've been alive, I finally had the courage to let myself be hurt by Yuzuki.
Profusely.
Confused, she looked at me with nothing to say.
I looked at her eyes. And they reflected me back.
With loneliness, my reflection was watching me back. The frown was still there and had never left.
I looked at Yuzuki.
No matter how I would grow older and older…
That height, those eyes, these hands…
Yuzuki would always look like that.
She would always be the same…
…wouldn't she?
Tsuzuku.
--
Author's note: AWWWW….dammit…I love them…
Forever Yours
By Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 1 – …wouldn't she?
Hesitantly, I asked her, "What did you say?"
"I couldn't find my way home," she repeated once again to me with her hands holding one another tightly.
The blow was just as harsh.
I knew I had heard correctly.
I took her hands and held them gently. If I didn't, I feared that she wouldn't know that she was damaging her skin by all the squeezing.
I was in a panic, but I wouldn't show her. That's how it always was.
I just couldn't be anything but calm.
It was scary even to myself.
I took her to the couch and sat her down.
Pushing her hair over her ear, I connected her to the laptop that I had recently purchased.
Bowing her head, she was in standby mode. Then, I looked over her data.
Everything seemed to be intact.
I sighed.
She was custom-made…
If anything happened to her, what would she do? She would have to come to me naturally.
But I had feared the day, as with any human and their persocom, the day that I couldn't repair Yuzuki.
No matter how much I studied or 'fixed' her, I always tried to deny that there would be a day that I couldn't do anything.
That I would just look at her one day and watch her deteriorate before my very eyes.
I shook my head as tears began to come to my eyes. I refused to let them fall though.
I was determined.
Only Yuzuki could make me love her so much that I could react so extremely.
I then squinted my eyes at the screen. "What's this?"
The computer screen was blinking.
"Temporary storage. New information," I read aloud as I clicked on it.
"Password," the familiar message came on.
What question had Yuzuki wanted to ask me before she told me she was late?
"Paradise dream," I said in English.
Confirmed.
Then, it replayed a video…
* Bustle, bustle. *
I must get all that is on the grocery list. The best route would be this way.
* A mental map with a red arrow appears to show Yuzuki's route through the market *
* Picks everything from the list and places it into a basket *
* Bump *
"Excuse-never mind," a housewife says.
I bow my head though I know I shouldn't have.
This is a usual occurrence.
There are women who occasionally do this to comfort themselves. They believe that persocoms are trouble. Especially female ones like myself.
I can't tell Minoru-sama though because he'll get worried.
* Resumes going around and makes purchases *
I must get him his book also.
Will he be mad that I got him something without asking him?
* Looks around *
Why must people always whisper?
"There is that persocom again. She may be cute, but that boy never wants to have friends because of her," one woman with a ponytail whispers to another.
* Picks up book *
The other one, the one with an old lady's perm, answers back, "He'll grow out of it. Don't worry. Most of them do."
What does this mean? 'To grow out of it'?
I must ask this later.
* Takes book and looks at another one *
"There will come a time when a newer model will come out," the pony-tailed one whispers while still looking at me even though she tries not to make it seem obvious. "They're made everyday!"
"Boys are always so fickle," the one with the perm replies. "Besides, persocoms can only do so much."
* Decides to take the first book and proceeds to the register of the bookstore *
* Walks out after politely thanking the cashier *
I repeat in my head, "There will come a time when a newer model will come."
No, Minoru-sama said he loved me.
Even though I don't really understand this concept of love as humans call it, I know the way we are is like the way Chi and her master are.
I had wanted Minoru-sama to look at me the same way…
To help him in any way…
And then, he had looked at me that way.
No. Minoru-sama wouldn't do that at all.
* Vision goes a bit blurry *
It is happening again.
* Goes on automatic mode *
Back up data accessed.
Kaerimichi.
Confirmed.
* Walks towards home *
End of data.
I took a deep breath as I looked at Yuzuki.
I had looked at your 'heart' without your permission…
But it was for your own good.
Still in standby mode, I placed my slightly shaking hands on Yuzuki's shoulders.
Her head still bent, I looked at the hair in front of me.
"Yuzuki…I didn't know."
That's all I could say.
I didn't know how to fix this glitch at the moment.
But to never know that she went through such discriminations…
At this day and age, people are still so cruel.
And that was just today's data…
"What about before? I want to know. Why didn't you tell me, Yuzuki?"
I shook my head knowing the answer too well.
I got up, took out the connections and she was out of standby mode.
Standing up, she blinked at me.
I then grabbed her face and looked at her intensely. Searching into her eyes, I wanted to find an answer to anything.
Even though all was hopeless to ask or find a response to.
After a moment of silence, I finally find my voice.
"I saw," I whispered melancholically.
"You know my question," she said as she folded her hands while looking down
"Look at me please," I pleaded.
She looked at me again.
"I can never grow out of you. That means to be tired of someone or something. But you answered your own question, Yuzuki."
How can I say that there are few in your life that you meet, and when you do, you can't live without them?
Even if you created them into reality.
You are a part of me, Yuzuki…
"Have I, Minoru-sama?"
I nodded.
"I love you," I answered without hesitation.
Closing my eyes, I didn't listen to reason.
I kissed her…
For the first time, in sixteen years that I've been alive, I finally had the courage to let myself be hurt by Yuzuki.
Profusely.
Confused, she looked at me with nothing to say.
I looked at her eyes. And they reflected me back.
With loneliness, my reflection was watching me back. The frown was still there and had never left.
I looked at Yuzuki.
No matter how I would grow older and older…
That height, those eyes, these hands…
Yuzuki would always look like that.
She would always be the same…
…wouldn't she?
Tsuzuku.
--
Author's note: AWWWW….dammit…I love them…