Zima cringed as a memory went through his head.
His precious Dita, dying in his arms. Her last words Soba ni iruno..zuuto. Zuuto. She'd said, she would be by his side forever. Forever. He didn't want to open his eyes and see she wasn't there.
However, he felt he had to open his eyes. Something was just so…different. He opened his eyes, and light automatically blinded him. Sitting up, he knew something was odd. He went to rub the side of his head and noticed something odd. His data ports were gone…and they had been replaced by ears. He was really surprised then. "Am I?" He started.
"Human." A female voice said. Keiko stepped out of the shadows, a pained look on her face.
"How?" He asked.
"My sister, Kagome. I don't understand why she's doing this.." Keiko began, but whirled around when a door slammed down the hall and the fast approaching click of high heeled boots could be heard. "I'll explain later.." She gasped, disappearing into a secret room with the swish of a panel in the wall. Zima was relatively used to this, he'd been in this building a lot. He smiled "Not really all that unexpected anymore, is it love?" He said, still smiling. There was no reply. He looked around. Dita was no where in site. "Is she still…dead?" He asked himself, his eyes watering up.
Dita was wandering the halls, not sure how she felt about being human. She still felt the need to protect Zima, and she couldn't find him anywhere. She wandered around, and touched a panel in the wall.
"Access granted." Bowed a green haired lap top persocom as the door slid open. She saw Zima, leaning against a pole, his hand over his eyes.
"Zima?" She questioned, walking up behind him slowly. He didn't hear her.
"Dita, my angel. How can it be that you're gone? Why did they bring me into existence without you. My life…it's worthless without you. Empty, like space. It's just a void…without my darling Dita." His voice was quivering with the words he spoke. Dita hid herself, a newfound curiousness taking over her. "I loved her. Dita…even if we were only persocoms. And what saddens me even more is, I'm human. You'd know I'm capable of these feelings. That we both were…I could make you see my love. Oh Dita…." Zima sank to the ground.
"Zima!" Dita exclaimed, rushing up to him.
He looked up at her. This had to be a dream. Some cruel dream. Yet, for some reason, he would let himself believe it. "Dita?" He asked, barely trusting to hope.
"Zima…" Dita said, a tear rolling over her cheek as she stood in front of him. She felt…almost shy. Why couldn't she just fall on him like she used to. She cursed the fact that she was now subject to this whole new range of emotions.
Zima only smiled and looked at her. He grabbed her and pulled her into a tight embrace, and Dita reddened worse than she ever had before. Zima chuckled, before laughing.
"What???' Dita asked, and indignant tone in her voice.
"You have an excuse to blush like that now." He smiled, looking down at her and tilting her chin upwards.
"Zima…" She said quietly. They were caught in each others eyes, his hand stroked her hair absentmindedly as he pondered his options. He didn't know what to do. Then he remembered something.
"You never answered my question, love." Zima smiled cheekily.
"Which one?" Dita asked, not remembering right away.
"Do you love me?" He asked, a very serious look in his eyes.
Dita blushed an almost impossible shade of red. "Yes." Zima only smiled and held her even tighter.
After a while, he let go of her. Smiling, he slipped his hand through hers. They walked to the edge of the roof, and looked down at the people in the streets. A teenaged girl saw Zima, and stared at him quite openly. Dita gave her a look that could kill, and she seemed to quickly lose interest. Zima only laughed. "You're so cute when you're jealous." He smiled and kissed the back of her head, hugging her from behind and playing with her rattail. Dita sighed contently and leaned into him. She knew now, she had been in love with him even when she was a persocom. Before she knew it, she had dozed off. Zima smiled and lye down with her curled up on his chest. He felt strange, he was used to his emotional feelings about her, but not the physical ones. He contented himself by wrapping his arms around her and continuing to play with her hair. He looked up at the moon and the stars, and smiling as the wind played with the fringe of black hair falling in his eyes. He started to close his eyes, and soon he was asleep.
Dita woke up at first light the next morning. She smiled down at Zima, who had a smile on his handsome face. She smiled for a moment before blushing. He had made sure she was comfortable and kept her warm all night. She smiled at him, even if he was asleep. Or so she thought.
"Finally awake, my sweet?" He smiled, pulling his sunglasses off. Dita blushed.
"You didn't leave me…or take me inside.." Dita started.
"Why should things change now?" Zima asked. She smiled happily and leaned down to whisper in his ear.
"Thanks for keeping me warm last night." She whispered with a little smirk on her face.
"Believe me Dita, my dear. It was my pleasure." He said coyly. Dita smiled internally, still the same old Zima. She was unaware of Zima staring at her. He was looking at her, a smile playing at his lips. He sat up, so that her legs were on either side of him, just like old times. However, it was doing strange things to him. Oh well. Dita smiled warmly at him and leaned on his chest. He slipped his sunglasses back over his eyes, and noticed they still worked like a small computer. He clicked them off, he just wanted to not be blinded by the sun. He looked down, and noticed Dita was looking up at him with those cute eyes of hers.
Dita was awaiting something. She smiled slightly as he lifted her chin with his thumb and forefinger. Their lips were inches apart…
(a/n: I just looove a good cliff hanger don't you? Should I continue or not? Review please….)