The Price of Power

Chapter 8: Conflicts

Sparky: 6-0-5 is about a year and seven months old, give or take.

Disclaimer: I don't own Lilo and Stitch. Check my list in my profile to see all of the experiments I own. And 0-0-0 belongs to K9.

6-0-5 POV

It had been about three weeks since the activation of 6-0-7, and 6-0-5 hadn't had his nightmares in about two and a half weeks. For about three days 6-0-7 needed too see his dreams to find out what what was going on with them. She didn't find much of anything that

0-0-0 hadn't already told him. Needless to say, 6-0-5 was spending most of his time with

6-0-7 and not with 5-6-3, so he was a little jealous. Over the past three weeks 6-0-5 has felt a new feeling coming inside of him. For the first time in his whole life he actually found another experiment that he really liked a LOT.

How could I like someone this much? I've met other female experiments and I didn't like them. Why should this be any different?

"Maybe it's because I'm the one of the only experiments that accepted you for who you are." came 6-0-7's voice from his door.

6-0-5 looked up from the floor and smiled at 6-0-7, blushing. 6-0-5 scooted over and made some room for her. His room had actually started to look like a room again and not a war's battlefield.

"So have you found out what's been bothering 5-6-3 yet?" 6-0-5 tried to keep the conversation going without it being too ackward. He had failed miserably. How can you keep a conversation from being ackward when who you're talking to can read your mind?

"Kind of," she replied. "He's been keeping away from me most of the time, but I did find out that he feels left out."

Left out? I've hung out with him plenty of times over the past three weeks?

"You really didn't talk to him too much when you did, though." she said. "I'd rather not hang out with you at all than hang out with you and you not pay any attention to me."

"You have a point, but I've hung out with him a lot over the last year and a half. I'm just hanging out with you now." The conversation just kept on getting more ackward by the second.

"Can we change the subject?" 6-0-7 asked. "I'd rather not talk about my friends while they're not here. It makes me feel like I'm stabbing them in the back."

Both of them heard a noise in the doorway and they looked over. 5-6-3 was standing there. He had heard the whole conversation. He looked at 6-0-5 and gave him the death glare.

"The only one that's stabbing me in the back is 6-0-5." said 5-6-3. "You don't have any need to feel guilty."

5-6-3 stormed down the hall and they heard a huge bang. 5-6-3 had punched the wall as hard as he could. 6-0-5 and 6-0-7 sat there for a few minutes in a very ackward silence.

"Maybe you shoud have talked to him a little bit more." she said to break the silence.

"I know one thing though. I won't be talking to him anymore. I never once stabbed him in the back."

"Well... At least we still have each other." she said a little ackwardly.

6-0-7 knew that 6-0-5 went on about things a little slowly. She didn't want to come on too quick and seem a little too accessable. She had actually hoped that she had said it at the right time.

"You're the best person that I've ever been with."

Maybe.. just maybe what I'm feeling inside is called love. I've never felt it before, so how could I know if it is or not.

6-0-7 turned and smiled sweetly at him. She had been thinking almost the same thing. Both of them leaned foward and kissed each other passionately. They kept on kissing for about a minute and then they quit.

I guess that really do love her. And maybe she does, that is if she enjoyed it as much as I did. I didn't think that a first kiss would mean that much to me. How things can surprise you.

"Would you like to go get something to eat... gushi bu?" 6-0-5 called her gushi bu to see if she actually loved him too.

"Ih... bushi bu." she replied.

Both of them got over the ackwardness and smiled at each other. Then they leaned over for another kiss. This one lasted about two minutes. 5-6-3 came back to apologize, but left with a disgusted. look on his face. 5-6-3 was going to tell the experiments about 6-0-5 and 6-0-7.

Back in the days of Jumba's lab two experiments in an emotional relationship wasn't really that accepted. The other experiments found it as two different species loving each other, and when 6-0-5 is in a relationship with you that doesn't make things any better. Now and then you would come across the occasional perv, but that was fairly accepted. I don't know why. But relationships were very unheard of.

"Let's go, gushi bu." said 6-0-5 after the second kiss had ended.

Both of them walked down the hall, holding hands, towards the kitchen. Many experiments saw them and gave them a disgusting look, but they didn't notice. They were enjoying being in each others' present to really even care. When they got to the kitchen there was a line of experiments lined up vertically outside waiting for them. Both of the experiments just walked on to the kitchen until one of them slapped 6-0-7 on the rear. She turned around and looked at him angrily.

"Aggaba! Meega o-itume!" she half yelled. (Stop. Get away from me.)

"Naga." said the experiment and he did it again.

6-0-5 turned around and started to growl very deeply at the experiment. Veins started to pop out of his body and he seemed to get a little bit bigger.

"Meega gushi bu otake-maro!" yelled 6-0-5 angrily. (Leave my gushi bu alone. I made up otake-maro.)

6-0-5 was about leap onto the experiment and beat the ever loving crap out of him when

6-0-7 fur stood up on end and she leaped on him. She wasn't that strong, and the experiment would have beat the crap out of her if she couldn't have read him mind and saw the next move he was going to make before he made it. It turned out that 6-0-7 beat the ever loving crap out of the other experiment. 6-0-7 got up and walked calmly towards 6-0-5.

"Edgalagoo! That was unexpected!"

"Then you must not know me as well as you thought you did." she replied smiling.

Both of them entered the kitchen and got some food. Surprise.. it's blue mush again! Both of them sat at the table and the other experiments jumped up from the table and darted out of the room. They both sat across from each other and ate, not saying a word, just staring at each other.

"So how do you like Jumba's blue mush? It was okay when I first tried it."

"It was okay. Jumba told me it's supposed to have all of the nutrients that we need in it" She replied.

All of a sudden a loud buzzing noise came over the intercome and then something that sounded like a giant earthquake. Then they heard something being dropped and some cursing, and then it was picked back up.

"6-0-5 and 6-0-7! If you vill be reporting to my lab immediatally please! I will be informing you later." came Jumba's voice over the intercom.

"What could he possibly want now?"

"I have no earthly idea. I can't read his mind from here, he's too far away." she said.

As both of the experiments walked towards Jumba's lab the others started to point and laugh at them and said that they were in 'trouble'. 6-0-5 and 6-0-7 ignored them and kept on walking. When they got to the lab Jumba was jumping for joy and squeeling like a little school girl. 6-0-5 and 6-0-7 looked at each other, confused.

"So vhen can I be expecting a baby?" asked Jumba excitedly.

"We're not having a baby anytime soon as far as we know." 6-0-5 said this slowly and looked over at 6-0-7 to get this confirmed. She nodded.

Good. I don't want to have kids just yet.

Jumba stopped jumping up and down at this news, but he still remained to be happy. He just kept staring at the both of them with a proud little twinkle in his eyes.

"You should still be being very happy. You two are ze first experiment couple zhat I have ever known of!" said Jumba happily.

"How did you know that we were... a couple now?" asked 6-0-7 curiously.

"Zhere are hidden cameras in hallvay. I saw the vay zhat ze both of you were looking at each other. I was too obvious!" he said happily.

"So why did you bring us here in the first place? You haven't told us anything we really didn't know."

"I vanted to study your behavoirs toward each other." replied Jumba."I have never seen how two experiments that loved each other interacted."

This is the dumbest thing that he's ever done. Why couldn't he just leave us alone?

"I wish he would have just left us alone." came 6-0-7's voice in his head.

At least we can still talk to each other like this. That's something.

"True." came her reply.

"I am going to be putting you in a room vith a camera and a microphone." said Jumba, breaking the silence. "And I vant you two to interact like it was being normal."

I guess in Jumba's eyes almost anything is normal. I don't know how we're going to act normal with a camera and a microphone shoved in our face.

"We could just talk like this when we get in there." she said simply.

But this isn't normal for us. We actually talk with each other. There's no way this is going to be normal.

"You vill be going into the little room in there and being in sitting position in chair and doing

vhatever it is that you two do together." said Jumba quickly.

6-0-5 and 6-0-7 picked up enough words of it to understand what he was saying. Both of them went into the room and sat down. The just sat there staring at each other for about ten minutes.

This is so boring! Why couldn't he just leave us alone?

"Don't worry, bushi bu." came her voice inside his head. "He'll give up soon enough. He's thinking to go on until we interact, but I'll only give him a few more minutes."

After a few minutes 6-0-5 started drooling and he fell asleep. His head finally fell and hit the table, making the puddle of drool splash all over the floor. 6-0-7 giggled at this a little bit. Jumba started scribbling notes madly, muttering as he went along.

"Might be first stage of mating ritual." he muttered.

They were there for about six more hours. When Jumba finally let them go it was about twelve o'clock in the morning. He let them out with a lot of dissapointment. The only piece of information that he got was inacurate.

"I vill be testing you again tomorrow." said Jumba sadly.

That should be the bright part of my day.

6-0-5 walked 6-0-7 over to her room and kissed her goodnight.

"Goodnight, gushi bu."

"Goodnight, bushi bu."

6-0-5 gave her one more small peck on the cheek and watched her go inside. Then he walked a whole two doors over and went into his room. 6-0-7 was able to stay up for about three weeks straight, and tonight was her three week limit. 6-0-5 stayed up all night thinking so he wouldn't have to have his nightmare tonight. That was going to be his new schedule for a long time. Sleep for three weeks comfrotably and then stay up for one night.

I've never put any romance in my stories, so tell me what you thought. Please RR. And remember questions will be answered.