Disclaimer: Yui doesn't own Chobits. I just love this pairing to write about them.
Forever yours
By Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 2 – Wakaru? (Understand?)
"Minoru-sama?" Yuzuki asked as she leaned over to put her hand on my forehead. "Are you all right?"
That same worried expression encompassed her face as she touched her lips with her fingers. Looking from side to side, her programming was failing her now.
She could have never predicted this situation or its response.
For I myself had been surprised by the sudden rush captured by the moment.
But it didn't feel wrong, even when I knew it was.
"I'm fine, Yuzuki," I said as I finally let her go.
Turning around, I looked at the ground. Gulping, I said, "I'm going to bed now."
I wasn't feeling so well anymore. I had lost my appetite all together now.
As I was walking out of the room, I told her, "Please fix my bed, Yuzuki."
With the shifting of her clothing, I heard her nod her head. Curiously, she grabbed my sleeve with her fingers. If she could tremble, I knew she would have at that moment.
"Yuzuki?"
Her fingers held onto my sleeve even tighter. "What did you do to me?"
I answered without turning around, "I kissed you."
"I don't understand…" she shook her head. "No matter what I do. No matter how much I'll research. I'll never understand, Minoru-sama."
"Yuzuki…" I sighed as I faced her once more and held her in my arms. As I pushed her head to my chest and patted her head, I kissed her head. "What are you hiding from me?"
Silence.
Letting her go, I said, "We'll find out everything we can tomorrow."
Hesitantly, she nodded, but I could tell that in her eyes, she both knew the answer and not.
When I was changing for bed, there was a knock at the door. Still putting one sleeve on, I replied, "Come in."
Yuzuki opened the door and held a tray on one hand as she came in. Her eyes widened a bit. "Should I turn around, Minoru-sama?"
I had never let her in while I was dressing…
"No," I replied honestly. "Put the tray down and come here."
Nodding obediently, she came over to me. I pulled her hand as she gave me a look full of child inquisitiveness. Then, I placed her left hand on my bare chest, over my heart.
"Do you feel that, Yuzuki?"
Slowly, she said, "Yes, I do."
If I explain this literally, you'll understand only the surface meanings. What I've been trying all these years is for you to understand what's beyond that, Yuzuki.
"I kissed you because of this."
"How…how is that possible?" She blinked her eyes at me. "These are two different body-"
I shook my head. "You don't have to understand everything about the world or about humans and their idiosyncrasies."
Then, I put my own hand over where a heart should be on her own body. "You have one also, faulty as my programming was."
Yuzuki shook her head. "No, you did all right, Minoru-sama."
"Then why are you losing your memory, Yuzuki? Why won't you tell me?" I looked at straight in the eye calmly even though I was so angry and frustrated at what I knew was happening.
"There is a certain limit to how long a persocom can be of use, Minoru-sama." She then let go of my hand and took a step back. While looking at the ground, she folded her hands and her eyes tried to find something to focus on.
In the near darkness, I looked at her.
Then, slowly, she lifted her head. "My time is almost up."
"And how long do you have?" I asked feeling myself become numb once more.
"Not too long."
Suddenly, my hands shook violently. My voice rose until I shouted in frustration, "But you're custom-made! Do you know how many prototypes it took to perfect you, Yuzuki!"
I didn't know if I was saying this to her, myself, or for both of our sakes. To keep my sanity intact and her with me.
"Twelve," she answered matter-of-factly.
I knew more than anyone what she was saying, but I didn't want to hear it. I didn't think I'd ever see this day. In the back of my mind, however, I knew the truth lingered there.
When you like your life, why would you want to change it, right?
I took her shoulders, and stared straight into her eyes. Those blue plates that always reflected me back.
These eyes of hers always showed me how imperfect of a human I was.
That no matter what I did for her, it couldn't be enough.
In annoyance, I closed my eyes as I took her to the bed. My heart beat so fast I thought that I was going to die at that moment.
Either way wouldn't matter right now, now would it?
A little roughly, I laid her half on the bed with her shoes still touching the ground. She looked up at me as I placed my hands to each side of her shoulders on the bed.
I kept on looking at her as my shirt scarcely touched her apron.
I made you in the image of what I thought was beautiful, Yuzuki…
It was then that I kissed her on the forehead. "You can kiss someone on the forehead and on the cheek as a greeting. It is a form of affection."
I made you from the likeness my sister, but I made you for myself…
Leaning forward, I kissed her again on the lips. "When you kiss someone on the lips, it means that you love them. That they are more precious than anyone else you know in the world."
"Why must it be here?" She touched my lips with a puzzled face.
"Because you want to be closer to that person…as if you can drink them. Their happiness and their sadness together."
Yuzuki gazed at me and we searched for one another with this stare.
"Do you understand?" I asked.
"A little, Minoru-sama."
That's how we'd always be. Looking at one another, wanting to be closer.
Isn't this true, Yuzuki? We'll never be completely together.
No matter how much I want to make you deeper, I see my own shortcomings…
How will I ever sleep tonight? Why am I hoping for tomorrow to never come?
It was the same question as always, do you know that, Yuzuki?
I spent sleepless nights looking at you.
Because I knew our time would be too short…
Leaning my head on her shoulder, I said, "Can we sleep like this?"
"As you wish, Minoru-sama."
She went into standby mode and I looked up to her 'sleeping face.'
If you could feel what was truly happening, you would be mad at the world. You would be very upset with me, most of all.
I'm sorry, Yuzuki…
I knew I was selfish to make you as the tangible form of my loneliness...
Nonetheless, I will fight against this with all that I have to give you.
Closing my eyes, I began to cry on her clothing.
Whenever you say, "I don't understand,"
Those words are always against me, Yuzuki.
You won't ever truly understand…
And I might not ever learn.
For you are my strength
And yet you are my weakness.
Tsuzuku…
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author's note: Oh my, getting a little melodramatic here. --;; I try not to be angsty, but I can't help it. It's a part of my nature.
And wow, I don't know guys. I'm happy to get feedback, but when you know people are actually on standby to read your works…
Well, yeah, so I got a little paranoid. Yea! * does a little happy dance * I'm wanted!
Forever yours
By Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 2 – Wakaru? (Understand?)
"Minoru-sama?" Yuzuki asked as she leaned over to put her hand on my forehead. "Are you all right?"
That same worried expression encompassed her face as she touched her lips with her fingers. Looking from side to side, her programming was failing her now.
She could have never predicted this situation or its response.
For I myself had been surprised by the sudden rush captured by the moment.
But it didn't feel wrong, even when I knew it was.
"I'm fine, Yuzuki," I said as I finally let her go.
Turning around, I looked at the ground. Gulping, I said, "I'm going to bed now."
I wasn't feeling so well anymore. I had lost my appetite all together now.
As I was walking out of the room, I told her, "Please fix my bed, Yuzuki."
With the shifting of her clothing, I heard her nod her head. Curiously, she grabbed my sleeve with her fingers. If she could tremble, I knew she would have at that moment.
"Yuzuki?"
Her fingers held onto my sleeve even tighter. "What did you do to me?"
I answered without turning around, "I kissed you."
"I don't understand…" she shook her head. "No matter what I do. No matter how much I'll research. I'll never understand, Minoru-sama."
"Yuzuki…" I sighed as I faced her once more and held her in my arms. As I pushed her head to my chest and patted her head, I kissed her head. "What are you hiding from me?"
Silence.
Letting her go, I said, "We'll find out everything we can tomorrow."
Hesitantly, she nodded, but I could tell that in her eyes, she both knew the answer and not.
When I was changing for bed, there was a knock at the door. Still putting one sleeve on, I replied, "Come in."
Yuzuki opened the door and held a tray on one hand as she came in. Her eyes widened a bit. "Should I turn around, Minoru-sama?"
I had never let her in while I was dressing…
"No," I replied honestly. "Put the tray down and come here."
Nodding obediently, she came over to me. I pulled her hand as she gave me a look full of child inquisitiveness. Then, I placed her left hand on my bare chest, over my heart.
"Do you feel that, Yuzuki?"
Slowly, she said, "Yes, I do."
If I explain this literally, you'll understand only the surface meanings. What I've been trying all these years is for you to understand what's beyond that, Yuzuki.
"I kissed you because of this."
"How…how is that possible?" She blinked her eyes at me. "These are two different body-"
I shook my head. "You don't have to understand everything about the world or about humans and their idiosyncrasies."
Then, I put my own hand over where a heart should be on her own body. "You have one also, faulty as my programming was."
Yuzuki shook her head. "No, you did all right, Minoru-sama."
"Then why are you losing your memory, Yuzuki? Why won't you tell me?" I looked at straight in the eye calmly even though I was so angry and frustrated at what I knew was happening.
"There is a certain limit to how long a persocom can be of use, Minoru-sama." She then let go of my hand and took a step back. While looking at the ground, she folded her hands and her eyes tried to find something to focus on.
In the near darkness, I looked at her.
Then, slowly, she lifted her head. "My time is almost up."
"And how long do you have?" I asked feeling myself become numb once more.
"Not too long."
Suddenly, my hands shook violently. My voice rose until I shouted in frustration, "But you're custom-made! Do you know how many prototypes it took to perfect you, Yuzuki!"
I didn't know if I was saying this to her, myself, or for both of our sakes. To keep my sanity intact and her with me.
"Twelve," she answered matter-of-factly.
I knew more than anyone what she was saying, but I didn't want to hear it. I didn't think I'd ever see this day. In the back of my mind, however, I knew the truth lingered there.
When you like your life, why would you want to change it, right?
I took her shoulders, and stared straight into her eyes. Those blue plates that always reflected me back.
These eyes of hers always showed me how imperfect of a human I was.
That no matter what I did for her, it couldn't be enough.
In annoyance, I closed my eyes as I took her to the bed. My heart beat so fast I thought that I was going to die at that moment.
Either way wouldn't matter right now, now would it?
A little roughly, I laid her half on the bed with her shoes still touching the ground. She looked up at me as I placed my hands to each side of her shoulders on the bed.
I kept on looking at her as my shirt scarcely touched her apron.
I made you in the image of what I thought was beautiful, Yuzuki…
It was then that I kissed her on the forehead. "You can kiss someone on the forehead and on the cheek as a greeting. It is a form of affection."
I made you from the likeness my sister, but I made you for myself…
Leaning forward, I kissed her again on the lips. "When you kiss someone on the lips, it means that you love them. That they are more precious than anyone else you know in the world."
"Why must it be here?" She touched my lips with a puzzled face.
"Because you want to be closer to that person…as if you can drink them. Their happiness and their sadness together."
Yuzuki gazed at me and we searched for one another with this stare.
"Do you understand?" I asked.
"A little, Minoru-sama."
That's how we'd always be. Looking at one another, wanting to be closer.
Isn't this true, Yuzuki? We'll never be completely together.
No matter how much I want to make you deeper, I see my own shortcomings…
How will I ever sleep tonight? Why am I hoping for tomorrow to never come?
It was the same question as always, do you know that, Yuzuki?
I spent sleepless nights looking at you.
Because I knew our time would be too short…
Leaning my head on her shoulder, I said, "Can we sleep like this?"
"As you wish, Minoru-sama."
She went into standby mode and I looked up to her 'sleeping face.'
If you could feel what was truly happening, you would be mad at the world. You would be very upset with me, most of all.
I'm sorry, Yuzuki…
I knew I was selfish to make you as the tangible form of my loneliness...
Nonetheless, I will fight against this with all that I have to give you.
Closing my eyes, I began to cry on her clothing.
Whenever you say, "I don't understand,"
Those words are always against me, Yuzuki.
You won't ever truly understand…
And I might not ever learn.
For you are my strength
And yet you are my weakness.
Tsuzuku…
--
author's note: Oh my, getting a little melodramatic here. --;; I try not to be angsty, but I can't help it. It's a part of my nature.
And wow, I don't know guys. I'm happy to get feedback, but when you know people are actually on standby to read your works…
Well, yeah, so I got a little paranoid. Yea! * does a little happy dance * I'm wanted!