In Search of a Dream: RogerxDorothy

By: Sakura

Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I do not own Big-O and I making no money off this fic. No infringement intended.

Note: Hi everyone, I'm sorry it's taken me, literally years to update this story. But I wasn't going to write a story that didn't have my interest, because it wouldn't be very good and that wouldn't be fair to those who've been waiting patiently for a good new chapter. I'm ready to write it again, thank you for waiting and reviewing. So here it is, the continuation of Chapter 4. :)

Rain…or was it tears? Either way Dorothy was soaked. What time was it anyway? She wasn't sure. But what she did know…was that something had to be done about her and Roger.

"Why did that even happen? He's the one who yells at you day in and day out. He doesn't deserve your love…"

Love? Is that really what it was? It must be, she was human right?

In a panic, Dorothy reached into her pocket and pulled out the wire she'd found on the ground after running away. Beck had said she was human…but she had a feeling it had come from her. For the first time since her surgery, Dorothy seriously looked at herself. And when she did she let out a scream. She was the same, the exact same! – except for the patch of human flesh on her arm. In her panic she began to cry. And to add insult to injury, more images flashed in her mind. And as they played like an out of tune symphony, the patch of skin on her arm began to grow. Feeling this, Dorothy turned to it, no longer afraid, but rather with amazement. "So that's how it works…every time I feel an emotion, I'm one step closer to being human."

She was broken out of her reverie by a familiar voice. "Dorothy?"

"Angel. I mean…Eclipse?!"

"Very good little girl. I'm here to talk so listen good. I'm meeting Roger for dinner tonight. We're going to hit it off. So you keep your dirty little hands off you hear? You need to be concentrating on your job anyway. I'm in charge of you now, so if you don't keep away from Roger, I will rob you of your dream."

Dorothy blinked back tears and screamed in agony as the patch on her arm grew again.

"Good. We've reached an understanding. I want you to go to the city under the water and wait for my command."

Roger looked out at the city solemnly as he headed to the restaurant where he was to meet Angel. As he and Norman approached, they saw her. She was leaning up against the wall, smoking and surprisingly not smiling. "Good you're here Mr. Negotiator. We need to talk."

Roger followed Angel quietly to their table. "This won't take long."

"What's this about?"

Angel said nothing for a good 20 seconds. Then a sigh. "The memories."

"What about them?"

"Look. Stop playing dumb, I know you want them."

"Of course I want them…I…need them. Where are they?"

"Oh that all depends. I'm not giving them to you for free. You have to give me something I want."

"What?"

"Just a kiss. No more, no less."

Roger looked taken aback. Kiss Angel? Sure she was beautiful…but was this where his heart was? But the memories…he needed them to save Paradigm City. It was his job. He would do anything. Leaning forward, Roger and Angel's lips met. After a few seconds they parted, with a smiling Angel. "I knew you'd cave."

"The memories?"

Smiling in a way that gave Roger a shiver, Angel answered, "In the underwater city."

Dorothy looked through the glass of her boat. She'd made it. But there was still no word from Angel. Turning off her engine, she waited. While she did, she thought about Roger and Angel.

"Apparently that moment between us meant nothing. He's much rather be with Angel." She thought bitterly.

He really was a louse. Maybe he'd looked at his screen too much…ye not guilty. "Not guilty about anything he does."

She winced as the skin patch grew some more. It was now covering her entire arm. "So many feelings…yet I don't understand even one of them."

All she knew was that she was nothing to Roger and that he was playing her. Angrily, she gripped the controls. She'd kill him…she'd kill him no matter what.

All of a sudden, her boat began to rock violently. Dorothy looked down- and a rush of fear shot up her…well spine if she had one. The Megaduce that protected the memories was pulling her towards it, into a chamber, a…safekeeping chamber? She wasn't sure, but she knew she'd die if she didn't do something. She opened her hatch, and attempted to swim. She could operate without oxygen. Or she thought. "I must have been reprogrammed during surgery…because humans can't breathe without oxygen…and I…am human." Darkness overtook her. The Megaduce was still pulling her…

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How was that? I'm still not quite sure where I'd like to go with this story so if you have some plot pointers, I'm open :) Please review and tell me you want more of this story. Otherwise, I probably won't update again unless you do. Thanks for reading :) - Sakura