Disclaimer: If I owned Medabots I'd be living in the Bahamas with plenty of playboys serving me drinks. As I'm not, I don't.
A/N: Blarg. School, homework, teachers that have it out for their students. The usual.
Of naps and fights
Rokusho's POV
I glanced down at my hands, embarrassed by my current situation. I felt my arms slipping as I struggled to stay up, and Metabee's constant jeering didn't help. The fact he'd lost before me obviously didn't go down well. I moved my foot slightly so I was in a better position, but I could still feel the white plastic sheet beneath me slipping.
I looked over at my 'rival' who was in a similar position. Aia's long black hair was tied up now to play this game, if you could call it that. I believe Ikki told me it was called Twister (nope don't own that either) and so far it had proven rather difficult for many. Ikki was the first to fall, Metabee and Koji a second afterwards from trying to point and laugh at Ikki. After few minutes, fatigue had settled among the remaining players and soon Arika, Karin, and Brass fell and finally Neutranurse and Sumilodon; who were in a rather uncomfortable position on top of one another for most of the game. So now there was only Aia and I left standing, well on our hands and feet at least, many were cheering us on happily, Ikki and Koji the most fierce as they'd bet $10 on the outcome. Metabee had been tied down to stop him from helping Aia. My legs groaned under me, complaining about being in such an awkward position for so long, I felt like groaning with them. But I wouldn't let myself fall, some sort of pride was keeping me upright and refusing to let me lose to Aia, I gazed at Aia again. Her slender frame was bent over to reach the spot in front of her, her right leg stretched out to reach the right corner and her left reaching in front of me; I took in all her features which were etched in my mind already: long black hair, a tall lithe pale body, light blue eyes that were shut in concentration. I couldn't help but go slightly weak with a warm feeling every time I gazed at her.
'But she wouldn't accept me' I mused miserably, 'I'm a machine, a lifeless cold machine, and she is a vibrant warm human.' I sighed, 'well half-human. Thanks to me.' I felt a pang of guilt as I remembered how I'd just left her as a young child in that disastrous fire so many years ago, yet she bared no grudge against me for it. She simply shrugged it off and stated that there was no point her getting angry about something she didn't remember. I felt the guilt add to my fatigue but I still wouldn't let go.
'Maybe Metabee is rubbing off on me' I thought horrified, and the shock shook me so much I slipped and landed in an awkward pile on the plastic mat. I squirmed and turned to face the now shocked audience,
"Yes!!" shouted Ikki, punching the air happily, "pay up Rich Boy!" he turned to Koji, who was aghast, making gimme gestures. Koji grumbled and consented, handing over a pressed $10 note to Ikki.
I watched Aia stand up straight and stretch lavishly, her shirt rising slightly,
'I wish I could see that everyday' I thought dreamily and mentally slapped myself for such a perverted thought.
"Hey? You okay?" I heard the faint voice of Metabee in my audio receiver, "OI! MEDAHOBO!" I jumped at the sudden outburst and positioned for attack.
Realising there was no need; I relaxed and watched Metabee roll on the floor laughing at my actions. I watched him calmly until he had finished and walked away to the sofa.
I jumped onto it, it felt unusually soft yet hard in places then it squirmed. I yelped and jumped for the second time, looking back to see I had sat on Arika.
'Great' I thought, watching Arika fume and start yell at me to watch where I sat and to have more manners and apologize and what was so funny. That last one probably wasn't to me, but I had honestly let my mind drift as she yelled. My limbs felt very heavy and my optics were only half open, I looked around for a comfortable place to sleep, I swayed and felt my energy slowly sapping from me.
Next thing I knew, I was somewhere warm and soft, I could hear a steady beating close to me and I let it lull me to sleep.
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I awoke the next morning to find myself curled up in Aia's arms,
'So that explains what the soft warm beating was' I thought listening to Aia's slow heartbeat. Aia had fallen asleep sitting upright, with my head against her chest and I was sitting in her lap with her arms around me. Her soft breathing tickled my faceplate as I gazed at her face. I reached out a hand cautiously and touched her cheek gently, caressing it affectionately. A deep longing grew within me, a longing to be able to hold her close and caress her. I kissed her forehead and smiled as she snuggled into my embrace.
"What d'you think you're doing, Medahobo?" a voice behind me said quietly, "keep your filthy hands off Aia!" I felt my hand being slapped away and turned to confront Metabee, who was sitting up in his makeshift bed on the sofa, glaring with his arms crossed. He stood up and walked over to me, he pulled my waist trying to pull me off but I held on tight. He looked more grumpy than usual as a large circuit popped out on his temple and he pulled back his fist. I froze for a moment over what to do, I knew I could easily avoid his punch but if I did then he would hit Aia, time slowed down as Metabee lunged his arm forwards and I felt instinct make me pull to the side. I gasped and tried to stop myself but I was too late, I closed my optics and waited for the sound of maybe Aia's nose being broken or for Metabee to come to his senses and stop. I waited for ages then, reluctantly, opened my optics. My optics opened wide as I gaped at the sight before me; Aia had awoken and grabbed Metabee's fist with one hand in a split second before he would have hit her.
Looking slightly dazed by the sudden wake up call, Aia looked around and gazed at Metabee sleepily,
"Metabee...why did you try and hit me?" she asked her voice thick with sleep. I felt a sudden anger well up within me and I suddenly lashed out at Metabee,
"Metabee you stupid fool! You nearly hit Aia! You could have hurt her badly, you idiot!" I instinctively pulled Aia closer like I was protecting her in case Metabee swung out again. I glared fiercely at the yellow medabot who, at first, looked shocked but his expression soon changed to anger as he retorted with a simple phrase which, for some reason, actually riled me,
"S'your fault Medahobo!"
I growled and lunged at Metabee, pinning him to the ground and started pummelling him. I hadn't felt this angry since the incident where I was convinced Dr Aki had killed Prof Hushi. I couldn't control my sudden rage, I kept pummelling Metabee and blocked out any empty threats he made.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong arms pull me off of Metabee and throw me on the sofa. I blinked and looked up at Aia; she was panting and looked slightly confused still but determined to stop this madness,
"I don't know what's going on but it stops. NOW!" she hissed, her voice was still a little thick but that didn't stop her sounding threatening, I winced at the sharp tone she used and looked down at the floor ashamed. Aia straightened her posture and turned her gaze down at Metabee, who was still on the floor,
"Metabee. Go sit in Ikki's bedroom! Don't argue with me!" she pointed at the stairs and Metabee reluctantly obeyed. She watched him go and, once the door had slammed shut, she turned to me, her eyes seemed to soften a little but she tried to hide it under a hard glare as she sat down next to me,
"I don't know what happened and I don't want to know. Just go sit in the kitchen and behave yourself" it sounded strange to both of us for me to be told off but I obeyed, I felt like I owed it to Aia and even Metabee for my actions.
'But why did I react that way?' I questioned, 'was it out of concern for Aia's welfare, or did Metabee's constant insults finally get to me?'
I glanced back before walking into the kitchen, Aia had fallen asleep again with her head against the arm rest, I sneaked over and tugged out a cushion. Gently, I lifted her head and placed the cushion underneath her; I stroked her hair and rested a hand on her cheek before leaving.
So...tired. Well. It's definitely longer! Review please; flames will be used for pillows. U.U zzzzzz
