Android Kikaider the Animation: Spring Troubles
Fanfiction By: Deisy Farias
Disclaimer and Author's Note:
I don't own Kikaider in any way. I also don't own
any songs or stories mentioned here. Any questions or comments
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Chapter Three
My Heart Can't Go On
Since the promise, Dr. Komyoji had hired a teacher for both Masaru and Mitsuko. They each got a different one. Each one with their own skill. Mitsuko hated hers by the way. Masaru got an art teacher which was a very sweet elderly lady named Mrs. Kilamoto and Mitsuko got a choir teacher who was a very strict eldery lady named Mrs. Nadeshico. Later that same day, both Mitsuko and Masaru had lessons. Masaru had changed into what he called his uniform which was basically a cute white and blue sailor's uniform. She just kept the clothes she already had on because she wouldn't have time to change into a fancy garment.
Masaru was very excited as he got his drawing pad, paint, pencils, color pencils, crayons, markers, and anything else he could think of. " Aren't you excited, Mitsuko?" Masaru said. His eyes were wide and you could see a twinkle in his eyes. He looked so adorable.
" Of course," She lied, in a dull voice.
" I don't think you need lessons Mitsuko. You already sing great," Masaru said and she blushed and smiled at her little brother. He can be so sweet sometimes. When he wanted to that is. You saw him acting towards Misaru, so you can tell the boy has changed. He wouldn't hesitate to say a bad word to Misaru. She can't say she wanted to say a bad word to Misaru but she would wish he would leave her alone.
But her father wanted her to forget about Jiro and let her heart go on. But she couldn't. Jiro was the owner of her heart. He was the only one that could keep her heart going. Without his love then she wouldn't be able to stand. Her love for him was like a rose. Roses need water to survive and so those her love. Without Jiro's love, her rose of love wouldn't survive. All she ever wanted was for him to come back to her. She confided in Jiro. She knew he would come back. Promises don't vanish like that. If he truly had once loved her, then he would come back. That's what love is. And not even her father or Misaru or anyone could brake that. She'll be waiting.
There was a knock on the door. Shit, she thought. In dismay, she walked to the door and opened it. There stood her nightmare and Masaru's dream. Mrs. Kilamoto smiled at Mitsuko, " Hello dear. Where's Masaru?" She asked sweetly, " Right here, Mrs. K!" Masaru said happily. Mrs. Kilamoto smiled and Masaru and her both walked to the living room where they would have their lessons. Mitsuko forced a smile, " What are you wearing? Why aren't you wearing your uniform?" Mrs. Nadeshico said, in dissaproval.
" I didn't have time to change," She said, trying to keep her cool. Mrs. Nadeshico frowned and rolled her eyes.
" Only this once, Mrs. Komyoji. This once," Mrs. Nadeshico said.
They walked to the music room where the piano was. Mrs. Nadeshico would play a song on the piano and Mitsuko would sing the lyrics to the song. The music room wasn't a rectangular shape room. It was actually a circle shaped room. You couldn't see the blue wall because it was covered with tall shelves full of books and instruments. In the middle there was a circle shaped stage with a microphone, speakers, a chalkboard, and a black piano on top. That's were the lessons were taught.
"Today I am going to play a song even a gullible girl like you should know. I'm sure your familiar with My Heart Will Go On? Mrs.Nadeshico said, strictly. She felt like her heart stoped. My Heart Will Go On, Mitsuko thought. What a perfect song. She once loved that song before the promise but after, she hated it. It's message didn't touch her anymore. Her teacher had already writen the lyrics in a big and neat handwriting. " Can't I sing another song?" Mitsuko asked, pleadingly.
" No," Her teacher said, angrily.
Mrs. Nadeshico sat on the piano seat and nodded at Mitsuko. Mitsuko turned on the microphone and Mrs. Nadeshico began to play. ( Mind you.She's going to be singing but when you see this * and see the words in italic, she's thinking. When you don't see the italics she's obviously singing)
" Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on
* When I see you in my dreams, did you go on without me? Did I go on? *
Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You come to show you go on
* Even if you didn't show up, does that mean you've go on? *
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
* Can my heart go on without you? Is it possible? *
Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're one
* Love only touched me once. It touched me when I met you. But did it last a lifetime? *
Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on
* If you can go on, why can't I? *
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
* If your in my heart, how can I go on? *
You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on,"
* Are you truly here? Can we stay forever this was? How can my heart go on without you and your love to support me? *
" You know what girl? I have to admit. You do have a sort of talent for singing and this song did show it. I'm kind of proud of you," Her teacher said, in dismay.
She smiled weakly at her teacher. This song had saddened her. It made her think a lot about Jiro.
The last twenty five minutes Mrs. Nadeshico went over her mistakes and what she should impprove.She had to sing the song five times and when she was at the last sentence, she couldn't take it. " I can't Mrs. Nadeshico. I'm sorry," She said and ran out the room crying. God I can't take this. This is to much preasure. Jiro where are you? I need you. I can't go on. My heart can't go on, without you. She ran in her room and locked the door. She fell on her bed and cried.
" Jiro," She sobbed. Masaru who had heard the crying, had interrupted Mrs. Kilamoto's goodbye and ran up stairs to his sister's big room. She heard Masaru's knocking on the door. " Mitsuko? What's wrong? Please open the door, sis," Her brother said, in a worried voice. She tried to ignore him. All that mattered know was Jiro to come back to her. He was the only person who mattered to her.
" Dammit, Mitsuko! Open the damn door!" Masaru said, in a impatiant voice,
" What the hell are you freaking ladies doing here? Go away! Your !@#$%^&* fired!" Masaru said, angrily.
She heard a couple of gasps and she heard the slamming of the front door.
" Mitsuko, open the door," Masaru said, in a slightly calmer voice. She shook her head, tears rapidly flowing down her cheeks.
" No Masaru! I need Jiro! I want him to come. I won't come out, if Jiro doesn't come! I won't! I won't!" Mitsuko sobbed.
Masaru signed. Detective Hattori is back to the Jiro case. It won't be easy yet not so hard. After they find Jiro, then he'll have to do two things. Get Misaru the hell out of his sister's life and get Jiro back into his sister's life.
Mitsuko cried and cried. My heart, she thought, won't go on........*
Chapter Four
Jiro's Case and Beauty
and the Beast
Eventually, Dr. Komyoji made her come out of her room. So far, they've been having an hour long argument. " Mitsuko forget about Jiro! You can't love a machine! Not my daughter!" Dr.Komyoji said. Why can't he understand? Love is love. Love happens to the oddest people. But how can he understand?
" Your wrong! Your wrong," Mitsuko cried, tears flowing rapidly down her cheeks.
" So your saying you can love a machine?!" Dr.Komyoji said, in disbelief. There was a pause. Mitsuko put a hand on her chest. Her heart ached badly.
" Father. You have to understand. I'm in love with Jiro not Misaru. I love Jiro. I don't care what he truly is. I love Jiro. Why can't you understand?" She said. Her father bit his lip.
" I can't believe you, Mitsuko? What the heck are you thinking!" Dr. Komyoji said, shaking in rage.
" STOP IT!" Masaru yelled. Their attention went on the little boy standing at the door of her room. Her little brother was shaking. She didn't know if it was because of the rage or because he was crying. " Masaru. Come here," Mitsuko said and hugged her little brother. Seeing his children cry broke his heart.He sighed.
" Mitsuko. Masaru. I apologize," Dr.Komyoji said and hugged his children. Why can't they understand? I need Jiro. I need him. Life isn't worth living if you don't have something you believe in. She believes that Jiro will come back. He has to.
The next morning:
" Mitsuko? Mitsukooo? Mitsuko get the hell out of bed!" Masaru yelled. She had appearently overslept. She rubbed her eyes.
" Masaru, don't talk like that. What time is it?" She asked, " Time to get the hell out of bed. I mean, it's one o'clock," Masaru said, changing his response as soon as he saw his sister's face. She shook her head.
" I can't believe it. I'm off scheadule," She said, jumping out of bed, " I have to take a shower, water my garden, I got to clean around the house. Dear God, I have to buy groceries to make dinner. Oh dear, I can't believe my day," Mitsuko said, trying to pick her clothes between a tight red jacket ( Which looks exactly like her ususal purple coat) , a tight long sleeve black shirt, and a tight white short skirt or a tight white jacket, a tight white skirt, and a tight baby blue shirt. She choose option number one.
" It's all been done. All you have to worry about is assisting Detective Hattori down stairs," Masaru said.
" Mr. Hattori is here? But I didn't call him," She said, trying to recall if she had called him the other day. Her brother grinned.
" Yes he is. No dear sister, but I did call him," Masaru said.
" But why?" She asked, puzzled. Why would her little brother call Hattori? The only reason they ever call him is to see if he has information on- Oh dear. I know where this is headed, she thought in dismay.
" To get him back on the famous Jiro Case!" Her little brother said, his eyes twinkling.
She felt a big sweat drop forming on the back of his head. Her brother can be so weird sometimes. Where have you ever heard of the Famous Jiro Case? Sounds like an ATM card, she thought. How can Hattori help her? He's already let her down too many times. And anyways you wouldn't believe the sum of money he wanted them to pay after the little adventure they had with Jiro. Of course they hardly gave him half of the money he wanted which he wasn't so happy about but hey, it's better then nothing.
" Masaru," She said simply and went in her bathroom.
" Don't take that long! He's waiting!" Masaru said and she sighed.
All of this fatigue was going to kill her. She felt the cold water run down her face and body. As she washed her hair, she closed her eyes in thought. How are we going to find Jiro now? She didn't really know if she wanted to do all of this. She wanted to see him badly but he might even be.........She shivered. No, Jiro, you made me that promise. Will they even find him? She didn't know but maybe, just maybe, they would find him. As she washed her complete body, without warning, tears started flowing down her cheeks. Why are you making me suffer so much? Why can't I just be happy with you? She turned off the cold water.
And stood there, hugging herself. Before she met Jiro, she had been going to medical school to become a nurse. She had to stop it for a while when she met Jiro. After the promise,she had continued the last few weeks of medical school until she had finally finished it and took a job at a great hospital. Tommorow she had to work, even though she didn't feel like it. Unfortunatly, that was where she met Misaru. He's a very good doctor there, she had to admit. He would try to woo her the whole time. Her father told her she needed to forget about Jiro and the ways he wanted her to forget him was getting a job, a new boyfriend ( Will never happen), and a choir class. But what if she didn't want that?
What would happen then? As she thought, she dryed herself and changed into her clothes. She brushed her hair and put on her usual headband, today's color being red. She walked out her bathroom and put on her tight high heel boots. She buttoned her coat and went down stairs. She could hear Masaru talking to Etsuko and Hattori. She sighed. Why does everyhing happen to her? She opened the door of their living room and all eyes went on her. Hattori and Etsuko smiled, " Overslept Mitsuko? Masaru told us," Etsuko said, grinning and she smiled back weakly. She sat beside her brother who was eating a chocolate bar.
" Look Mitsuko! Look what Etsuko bought me! It's a fairy tale book!" Masaru said, grinning.What a child, she thought. She read the cover of the book he was holding. The Big Book of Fairy Tales, it read. There was a picture of Pinnochio, Sleeping Beauty, Snowhite, The Little Mermaid, and more. It was a very thick book full with fairy tales from many different countries. " Did you say thank you?" Mitsuko said, making sure he was being respectful.
" Yeah!" Masaru said, grinning.
" Oh and this is for you, Mitsuko," Etsuko said giving her a pink book with a white ribbon tied around the middle.
" Spring Love Stories," Mitsuko read the tittle outloud, " Thank you, Etsuko," She added, smiling. Etsuko grinned and nodded.
" Alright, Mitsuko. So Masaru gave me a call yesterday. You want me to search for Jiro again?" Hattori said, looking deep into her eyes. She laid the book on the table. There was a pause and she looked down at the floor
" Of course!" Masaru said, his eyes twinkling but she shook her head. She stood up and turned around, looking down, " What are you saying Mitsuko!" Masaru said in disbelief.
" I said no. There's no point! Jiro's not coming back," She said softly, trying not to cry.
Masaru got up shaking in rage, " How can you say that! Don't you love Jiro?" Masaru said, trying to keep his cool. There was a pause. When her brother put it that way, it kind of made her think.
" I-I don't know," She said, " What do you mean you don't know? So you hate Jiro for not coming back, huh? Well what do you know! I mean, haven't you taken time to look at his point of view? Maybe he doesn't want to come back because he doesn't wanna make ya suffer," Masaru said, looking deep into her eyes.
Her eyes widened in astonishment. Even her brother realized what she didn't. He has a point, she thought. Maybe that's why he doesn't want to come back. She turned around.
" Brother. Maybe you have a point. Detective Hattori, yes, we need you back on the case," She said.
" Alright!" Masaru said, hugging his sister.
" Alright, Mitsuko. I apologize, for putting that doubt in you. What Masaru said, well, it's probably the most obvious answer to all of this. When shall I start?" Detective Hattori said and she smiled and nodded.
" It's okay. You can start today if you like," She said and he nodded.
Masaru clapped his hands, " Yeah! So now your back on the Famous Jiro Case!" Masaru said and everyone felt like they got a big sweat drop on the back of their heads.
" Huh? Eh, kid, what are you talking about?" Hattori said and Etsuko hit his shoulder.
" Boss! Of course, yeah, Masaru. What ever you say!" Etsuko said. Masaru got his coat.
" Lets go then!" Masaru said.
" What's all the commotion?" A familiar voice said. Bloody hell, she thought. Why the heck does he always have to ruin everything? Masaru clenched his fist and frowned.
" Why the heck are you here?" Masaru said, angrily.
Misaru frowned and Mitsuko sighned and shook her head, " What are you doing here?" Mitsuko said and then realized what she said was utterly rude.
" Mitsuko are you busy?" Misaru said, hurt.
" Of course she is!" Masaru said.
" We're all going to look for Mitsuko's boyfr-" Masaru started.
" We're going to look for Jiro," She said, giving Masaru a dirty look. ( AN:Masaru knows the whole deal between Jiro and Mitsuko. And he also knows the thruth about Jiro being a robot and whatever. But he still loves Jiro like an older brother no matter what.)
" Jiro? Who's he?" Misaru asked.
"Mitsuko's boyfriend," Masaru said quickly, so his sister won't stop him.
" What? Mitsuko, I didn't know you had a boyfriend," Misaru said, hurt.
" I don't! Jiro's our older brother," Mitsuko said, nudging her brother's ribs.
"Oh, I never heard you had an older brother," Misaru said.
" Well I do! He's missing and if you don't mind I'm going with my brother, Detective Hatttori, and his assitant, Etsuko, to find him," She said and got up, grabbing her brother's hand. Etsuko and Hattori both got up and followed them.
" I can take you," Misaru suggested.
" No, Misaru, I only need them three. See you tommorow at work," She said, happy to get out of the house. And happy to get him out of her face at last.
They had spend almost all day looking for Jiro with no luck. Some people said they had seen him a few days before walking around hurt. It broke her heart to hear that. It was late and they had invited Hattori and Etsuko for dinner an hour before. She changed into her tight short beige night dress. She didn't feel like reading a story to her brother but she had no choice. She put on her slippers. I got work tommorow, she thought in dismay. At first when she started medical school, she thought everything would be great.
Being a nurse is all she ever dreamed of but now that she's a full fledged nurse, she noticed that that wasn't what she wanted. It deppressed her seeing people come in the hospital hurt, to see people crying of despair because of an injured friend or family member, to see the faces of the family members of a person who just died or was reported D.O.A, and more. She would tend many people and she didn't know if it was because of her merit or the bond she had with Misaru, she had becomed one of the most valued nurse in the hospital. She walked out of her room and into Masaru's room which was next to her's. It was a blue room with many childish toys and such.
He was laying there on his bed, impatiently holding his brand new book. She smiled and sat on the rocking chair next to his bed, " Finally! I thought you would never come!" Masaru said, exasperated. He handed her the book." Um, what story do you want me to read you?" She asked," The first one," He said. She read the index and the first story was Beauty and the Beast. " Alright then. The first story is Beauty and the Beast.
"In a far away country lived a rich merchent with his three lovely daughters Bliss, Blossom, and Beauty. They lived comfortably in a large house with many servants. One day, however, the merchent lost all his ships to storms at sea. The family could no longer afford its fine house or servants, so the merchent and his daughters moved to a small cottage.
At first, Bliss and Blossom were unhappy. They complained about the luxerious they had lost and the work they had to do, but Beauty said," Crying will not make things better. We must learn to be happy here."
She worked every day, cleaning, cooking, and gardening, and she helped her sisters learn to enjoy their new life. Then one day, the merchant heard that a ship he owned had returned safely, he prepared for the long journey to the port. Each daughter wished him a safe journey, and the merchent promised to bring back gifts. Bliss and Blossom wanted ball gowns and fine jewelry.
"What would you like, Beauty?" the merchant asked.
" A rose," said Beauty," just a lovely rose."
When the merchent reached the port, he learned that his cargo of fine silk had been ruined by seawater that had leaked into the ship. He was just as poor as before," She read until the end of the story which was when her brother finally went to sleep.
She layed the book on his bookshelf and walked out the room and shut the door, after turning off the lights and shutting the window's curtains. She walked to her room and shut the door. She sighed as she sat on her window seat. She hugged her knees. The only light that could be seen was the moonlight shining under her.
There was a full moon and she watched the many stars in the sky. Even though each star in the sky looks the same and shines alike, they're all different and each have a different story behind them. One of those stars was her mother who had an unbelievably sad and crucial story behind it. She liked to believe that each star was a person who has died. Jiro are you one of those stars? Even though they had gotten news that Jiro was alive, those people had stated that they had saw him last week not this week.
I'm like Beauty, she thought. A girl who falls in love with a someone who is believed to be a monster. Someone who is supposed to be killed because of the outside. But she could easily see that Jiro is a good boy. With a big heart full of kindness and love. And she loves him no matter what. She would always love him. Can her words, like in the story, change Jiro into a human?
Or is it utterly impossible? Jiro, she thought and fell asleep. She didn't even feel when her father had layed her on her bed. He thought she looked happy and he knew she was having a good dream. But that was an understatement. She was having a horrible dream which was different from Beauty and the Beast and other happy ending stories. This dream started with a happy beginning, a somewhat happy and sad middle, and tragic and sad ending.*
Fanfiction By: Deisy Farias
Disclaimer and Author's Note:
I don't own Kikaider in any way. I also don't own
any songs or stories mentioned here. Any questions or comments
please feel free to E-mail me at moondaisygirl07@aol.com
or you can also contact me at noelsari@aol.com.
You can IM me if you wish and
if you have time, please
review.
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Chapter Three
My Heart Can't Go On
Since the promise, Dr. Komyoji had hired a teacher for both Masaru and Mitsuko. They each got a different one. Each one with their own skill. Mitsuko hated hers by the way. Masaru got an art teacher which was a very sweet elderly lady named Mrs. Kilamoto and Mitsuko got a choir teacher who was a very strict eldery lady named Mrs. Nadeshico. Later that same day, both Mitsuko and Masaru had lessons. Masaru had changed into what he called his uniform which was basically a cute white and blue sailor's uniform. She just kept the clothes she already had on because she wouldn't have time to change into a fancy garment.
Masaru was very excited as he got his drawing pad, paint, pencils, color pencils, crayons, markers, and anything else he could think of. " Aren't you excited, Mitsuko?" Masaru said. His eyes were wide and you could see a twinkle in his eyes. He looked so adorable.
" Of course," She lied, in a dull voice.
" I don't think you need lessons Mitsuko. You already sing great," Masaru said and she blushed and smiled at her little brother. He can be so sweet sometimes. When he wanted to that is. You saw him acting towards Misaru, so you can tell the boy has changed. He wouldn't hesitate to say a bad word to Misaru. She can't say she wanted to say a bad word to Misaru but she would wish he would leave her alone.
But her father wanted her to forget about Jiro and let her heart go on. But she couldn't. Jiro was the owner of her heart. He was the only one that could keep her heart going. Without his love then she wouldn't be able to stand. Her love for him was like a rose. Roses need water to survive and so those her love. Without Jiro's love, her rose of love wouldn't survive. All she ever wanted was for him to come back to her. She confided in Jiro. She knew he would come back. Promises don't vanish like that. If he truly had once loved her, then he would come back. That's what love is. And not even her father or Misaru or anyone could brake that. She'll be waiting.
There was a knock on the door. Shit, she thought. In dismay, she walked to the door and opened it. There stood her nightmare and Masaru's dream. Mrs. Kilamoto smiled at Mitsuko, " Hello dear. Where's Masaru?" She asked sweetly, " Right here, Mrs. K!" Masaru said happily. Mrs. Kilamoto smiled and Masaru and her both walked to the living room where they would have their lessons. Mitsuko forced a smile, " What are you wearing? Why aren't you wearing your uniform?" Mrs. Nadeshico said, in dissaproval.
" I didn't have time to change," She said, trying to keep her cool. Mrs. Nadeshico frowned and rolled her eyes.
" Only this once, Mrs. Komyoji. This once," Mrs. Nadeshico said.
They walked to the music room where the piano was. Mrs. Nadeshico would play a song on the piano and Mitsuko would sing the lyrics to the song. The music room wasn't a rectangular shape room. It was actually a circle shaped room. You couldn't see the blue wall because it was covered with tall shelves full of books and instruments. In the middle there was a circle shaped stage with a microphone, speakers, a chalkboard, and a black piano on top. That's were the lessons were taught.
"Today I am going to play a song even a gullible girl like you should know. I'm sure your familiar with My Heart Will Go On? Mrs.Nadeshico said, strictly. She felt like her heart stoped. My Heart Will Go On, Mitsuko thought. What a perfect song. She once loved that song before the promise but after, she hated it. It's message didn't touch her anymore. Her teacher had already writen the lyrics in a big and neat handwriting. " Can't I sing another song?" Mitsuko asked, pleadingly.
" No," Her teacher said, angrily.
Mrs. Nadeshico sat on the piano seat and nodded at Mitsuko. Mitsuko turned on the microphone and Mrs. Nadeshico began to play. ( Mind you.She's going to be singing but when you see this * and see the words in italic, she's thinking. When you don't see the italics she's obviously singing)
" Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on
* When I see you in my dreams, did you go on without me? Did I go on? *
Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You come to show you go on
* Even if you didn't show up, does that mean you've go on? *
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
* Can my heart go on without you? Is it possible? *
Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're one
* Love only touched me once. It touched me when I met you. But did it last a lifetime? *
Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on
* If you can go on, why can't I? *
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
* If your in my heart, how can I go on? *
You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on,"
* Are you truly here? Can we stay forever this was? How can my heart go on without you and your love to support me? *
" You know what girl? I have to admit. You do have a sort of talent for singing and this song did show it. I'm kind of proud of you," Her teacher said, in dismay.
She smiled weakly at her teacher. This song had saddened her. It made her think a lot about Jiro.
The last twenty five minutes Mrs. Nadeshico went over her mistakes and what she should impprove.She had to sing the song five times and when she was at the last sentence, she couldn't take it. " I can't Mrs. Nadeshico. I'm sorry," She said and ran out the room crying. God I can't take this. This is to much preasure. Jiro where are you? I need you. I can't go on. My heart can't go on, without you. She ran in her room and locked the door. She fell on her bed and cried.
" Jiro," She sobbed. Masaru who had heard the crying, had interrupted Mrs. Kilamoto's goodbye and ran up stairs to his sister's big room. She heard Masaru's knocking on the door. " Mitsuko? What's wrong? Please open the door, sis," Her brother said, in a worried voice. She tried to ignore him. All that mattered know was Jiro to come back to her. He was the only person who mattered to her.
" Dammit, Mitsuko! Open the damn door!" Masaru said, in a impatiant voice,
" What the hell are you freaking ladies doing here? Go away! Your !@#$%^&* fired!" Masaru said, angrily.
She heard a couple of gasps and she heard the slamming of the front door.
" Mitsuko, open the door," Masaru said, in a slightly calmer voice. She shook her head, tears rapidly flowing down her cheeks.
" No Masaru! I need Jiro! I want him to come. I won't come out, if Jiro doesn't come! I won't! I won't!" Mitsuko sobbed.
Masaru signed. Detective Hattori is back to the Jiro case. It won't be easy yet not so hard. After they find Jiro, then he'll have to do two things. Get Misaru the hell out of his sister's life and get Jiro back into his sister's life.
Mitsuko cried and cried. My heart, she thought, won't go on........*
Chapter Four
Jiro's Case and Beauty
and the Beast
Eventually, Dr. Komyoji made her come out of her room. So far, they've been having an hour long argument. " Mitsuko forget about Jiro! You can't love a machine! Not my daughter!" Dr.Komyoji said. Why can't he understand? Love is love. Love happens to the oddest people. But how can he understand?
" Your wrong! Your wrong," Mitsuko cried, tears flowing rapidly down her cheeks.
" So your saying you can love a machine?!" Dr.Komyoji said, in disbelief. There was a pause. Mitsuko put a hand on her chest. Her heart ached badly.
" Father. You have to understand. I'm in love with Jiro not Misaru. I love Jiro. I don't care what he truly is. I love Jiro. Why can't you understand?" She said. Her father bit his lip.
" I can't believe you, Mitsuko? What the heck are you thinking!" Dr. Komyoji said, shaking in rage.
" STOP IT!" Masaru yelled. Their attention went on the little boy standing at the door of her room. Her little brother was shaking. She didn't know if it was because of the rage or because he was crying. " Masaru. Come here," Mitsuko said and hugged her little brother. Seeing his children cry broke his heart.He sighed.
" Mitsuko. Masaru. I apologize," Dr.Komyoji said and hugged his children. Why can't they understand? I need Jiro. I need him. Life isn't worth living if you don't have something you believe in. She believes that Jiro will come back. He has to.
The next morning:
" Mitsuko? Mitsukooo? Mitsuko get the hell out of bed!" Masaru yelled. She had appearently overslept. She rubbed her eyes.
" Masaru, don't talk like that. What time is it?" She asked, " Time to get the hell out of bed. I mean, it's one o'clock," Masaru said, changing his response as soon as he saw his sister's face. She shook her head.
" I can't believe it. I'm off scheadule," She said, jumping out of bed, " I have to take a shower, water my garden, I got to clean around the house. Dear God, I have to buy groceries to make dinner. Oh dear, I can't believe my day," Mitsuko said, trying to pick her clothes between a tight red jacket ( Which looks exactly like her ususal purple coat) , a tight long sleeve black shirt, and a tight white short skirt or a tight white jacket, a tight white skirt, and a tight baby blue shirt. She choose option number one.
" It's all been done. All you have to worry about is assisting Detective Hattori down stairs," Masaru said.
" Mr. Hattori is here? But I didn't call him," She said, trying to recall if she had called him the other day. Her brother grinned.
" Yes he is. No dear sister, but I did call him," Masaru said.
" But why?" She asked, puzzled. Why would her little brother call Hattori? The only reason they ever call him is to see if he has information on- Oh dear. I know where this is headed, she thought in dismay.
" To get him back on the famous Jiro Case!" Her little brother said, his eyes twinkling.
She felt a big sweat drop forming on the back of his head. Her brother can be so weird sometimes. Where have you ever heard of the Famous Jiro Case? Sounds like an ATM card, she thought. How can Hattori help her? He's already let her down too many times. And anyways you wouldn't believe the sum of money he wanted them to pay after the little adventure they had with Jiro. Of course they hardly gave him half of the money he wanted which he wasn't so happy about but hey, it's better then nothing.
" Masaru," She said simply and went in her bathroom.
" Don't take that long! He's waiting!" Masaru said and she sighed.
All of this fatigue was going to kill her. She felt the cold water run down her face and body. As she washed her hair, she closed her eyes in thought. How are we going to find Jiro now? She didn't really know if she wanted to do all of this. She wanted to see him badly but he might even be.........She shivered. No, Jiro, you made me that promise. Will they even find him? She didn't know but maybe, just maybe, they would find him. As she washed her complete body, without warning, tears started flowing down her cheeks. Why are you making me suffer so much? Why can't I just be happy with you? She turned off the cold water.
And stood there, hugging herself. Before she met Jiro, she had been going to medical school to become a nurse. She had to stop it for a while when she met Jiro. After the promise,she had continued the last few weeks of medical school until she had finally finished it and took a job at a great hospital. Tommorow she had to work, even though she didn't feel like it. Unfortunatly, that was where she met Misaru. He's a very good doctor there, she had to admit. He would try to woo her the whole time. Her father told her she needed to forget about Jiro and the ways he wanted her to forget him was getting a job, a new boyfriend ( Will never happen), and a choir class. But what if she didn't want that?
What would happen then? As she thought, she dryed herself and changed into her clothes. She brushed her hair and put on her usual headband, today's color being red. She walked out her bathroom and put on her tight high heel boots. She buttoned her coat and went down stairs. She could hear Masaru talking to Etsuko and Hattori. She sighed. Why does everyhing happen to her? She opened the door of their living room and all eyes went on her. Hattori and Etsuko smiled, " Overslept Mitsuko? Masaru told us," Etsuko said, grinning and she smiled back weakly. She sat beside her brother who was eating a chocolate bar.
" Look Mitsuko! Look what Etsuko bought me! It's a fairy tale book!" Masaru said, grinning.What a child, she thought. She read the cover of the book he was holding. The Big Book of Fairy Tales, it read. There was a picture of Pinnochio, Sleeping Beauty, Snowhite, The Little Mermaid, and more. It was a very thick book full with fairy tales from many different countries. " Did you say thank you?" Mitsuko said, making sure he was being respectful.
" Yeah!" Masaru said, grinning.
" Oh and this is for you, Mitsuko," Etsuko said giving her a pink book with a white ribbon tied around the middle.
" Spring Love Stories," Mitsuko read the tittle outloud, " Thank you, Etsuko," She added, smiling. Etsuko grinned and nodded.
" Alright, Mitsuko. So Masaru gave me a call yesterday. You want me to search for Jiro again?" Hattori said, looking deep into her eyes. She laid the book on the table. There was a pause and she looked down at the floor
" Of course!" Masaru said, his eyes twinkling but she shook her head. She stood up and turned around, looking down, " What are you saying Mitsuko!" Masaru said in disbelief.
" I said no. There's no point! Jiro's not coming back," She said softly, trying not to cry.
Masaru got up shaking in rage, " How can you say that! Don't you love Jiro?" Masaru said, trying to keep his cool. There was a pause. When her brother put it that way, it kind of made her think.
" I-I don't know," She said, " What do you mean you don't know? So you hate Jiro for not coming back, huh? Well what do you know! I mean, haven't you taken time to look at his point of view? Maybe he doesn't want to come back because he doesn't wanna make ya suffer," Masaru said, looking deep into her eyes.
Her eyes widened in astonishment. Even her brother realized what she didn't. He has a point, she thought. Maybe that's why he doesn't want to come back. She turned around.
" Brother. Maybe you have a point. Detective Hattori, yes, we need you back on the case," She said.
" Alright!" Masaru said, hugging his sister.
" Alright, Mitsuko. I apologize, for putting that doubt in you. What Masaru said, well, it's probably the most obvious answer to all of this. When shall I start?" Detective Hattori said and she smiled and nodded.
" It's okay. You can start today if you like," She said and he nodded.
Masaru clapped his hands, " Yeah! So now your back on the Famous Jiro Case!" Masaru said and everyone felt like they got a big sweat drop on the back of their heads.
" Huh? Eh, kid, what are you talking about?" Hattori said and Etsuko hit his shoulder.
" Boss! Of course, yeah, Masaru. What ever you say!" Etsuko said. Masaru got his coat.
" Lets go then!" Masaru said.
" What's all the commotion?" A familiar voice said. Bloody hell, she thought. Why the heck does he always have to ruin everything? Masaru clenched his fist and frowned.
" Why the heck are you here?" Masaru said, angrily.
Misaru frowned and Mitsuko sighned and shook her head, " What are you doing here?" Mitsuko said and then realized what she said was utterly rude.
" Mitsuko are you busy?" Misaru said, hurt.
" Of course she is!" Masaru said.
" We're all going to look for Mitsuko's boyfr-" Masaru started.
" We're going to look for Jiro," She said, giving Masaru a dirty look. ( AN:Masaru knows the whole deal between Jiro and Mitsuko. And he also knows the thruth about Jiro being a robot and whatever. But he still loves Jiro like an older brother no matter what.)
" Jiro? Who's he?" Misaru asked.
"Mitsuko's boyfriend," Masaru said quickly, so his sister won't stop him.
" What? Mitsuko, I didn't know you had a boyfriend," Misaru said, hurt.
" I don't! Jiro's our older brother," Mitsuko said, nudging her brother's ribs.
"Oh, I never heard you had an older brother," Misaru said.
" Well I do! He's missing and if you don't mind I'm going with my brother, Detective Hatttori, and his assitant, Etsuko, to find him," She said and got up, grabbing her brother's hand. Etsuko and Hattori both got up and followed them.
" I can take you," Misaru suggested.
" No, Misaru, I only need them three. See you tommorow at work," She said, happy to get out of the house. And happy to get him out of her face at last.
They had spend almost all day looking for Jiro with no luck. Some people said they had seen him a few days before walking around hurt. It broke her heart to hear that. It was late and they had invited Hattori and Etsuko for dinner an hour before. She changed into her tight short beige night dress. She didn't feel like reading a story to her brother but she had no choice. She put on her slippers. I got work tommorow, she thought in dismay. At first when she started medical school, she thought everything would be great.
Being a nurse is all she ever dreamed of but now that she's a full fledged nurse, she noticed that that wasn't what she wanted. It deppressed her seeing people come in the hospital hurt, to see people crying of despair because of an injured friend or family member, to see the faces of the family members of a person who just died or was reported D.O.A, and more. She would tend many people and she didn't know if it was because of her merit or the bond she had with Misaru, she had becomed one of the most valued nurse in the hospital. She walked out of her room and into Masaru's room which was next to her's. It was a blue room with many childish toys and such.
He was laying there on his bed, impatiently holding his brand new book. She smiled and sat on the rocking chair next to his bed, " Finally! I thought you would never come!" Masaru said, exasperated. He handed her the book." Um, what story do you want me to read you?" She asked," The first one," He said. She read the index and the first story was Beauty and the Beast. " Alright then. The first story is Beauty and the Beast.
"In a far away country lived a rich merchent with his three lovely daughters Bliss, Blossom, and Beauty. They lived comfortably in a large house with many servants. One day, however, the merchent lost all his ships to storms at sea. The family could no longer afford its fine house or servants, so the merchent and his daughters moved to a small cottage.
At first, Bliss and Blossom were unhappy. They complained about the luxerious they had lost and the work they had to do, but Beauty said," Crying will not make things better. We must learn to be happy here."
She worked every day, cleaning, cooking, and gardening, and she helped her sisters learn to enjoy their new life. Then one day, the merchant heard that a ship he owned had returned safely, he prepared for the long journey to the port. Each daughter wished him a safe journey, and the merchent promised to bring back gifts. Bliss and Blossom wanted ball gowns and fine jewelry.
"What would you like, Beauty?" the merchant asked.
" A rose," said Beauty," just a lovely rose."
When the merchent reached the port, he learned that his cargo of fine silk had been ruined by seawater that had leaked into the ship. He was just as poor as before," She read until the end of the story which was when her brother finally went to sleep.
She layed the book on his bookshelf and walked out the room and shut the door, after turning off the lights and shutting the window's curtains. She walked to her room and shut the door. She sighed as she sat on her window seat. She hugged her knees. The only light that could be seen was the moonlight shining under her.
There was a full moon and she watched the many stars in the sky. Even though each star in the sky looks the same and shines alike, they're all different and each have a different story behind them. One of those stars was her mother who had an unbelievably sad and crucial story behind it. She liked to believe that each star was a person who has died. Jiro are you one of those stars? Even though they had gotten news that Jiro was alive, those people had stated that they had saw him last week not this week.
I'm like Beauty, she thought. A girl who falls in love with a someone who is believed to be a monster. Someone who is supposed to be killed because of the outside. But she could easily see that Jiro is a good boy. With a big heart full of kindness and love. And she loves him no matter what. She would always love him. Can her words, like in the story, change Jiro into a human?
Or is it utterly impossible? Jiro, she thought and fell asleep. She didn't even feel when her father had layed her on her bed. He thought she looked happy and he knew she was having a good dream. But that was an understatement. She was having a horrible dream which was different from Beauty and the Beast and other happy ending stories. This dream started with a happy beginning, a somewhat happy and sad middle, and tragic and sad ending.*