A/N: Yeah, I'm probably the only person who likes Dragonfly, he was so essential to the story but everyone hates him. Poor guy. So he will get some pleasure from my story, another girl so similar to Chii, he's still infatuated but maybe I, or this mysterious persocom, can change that right?

Chapter 6: Progress

Zima lie on a rooftop, one arm stretched up above his head, the other curled under his head for support. A thin lens rested upon the bridge of his nose, his mouth a stretched like a thin line of somber concentration. Beneath him lay his black trench coat, stretched out and shielding his frame from the cold concrete roof. Not that he was effected by the sensation anyways. The sky was clear with small wisps of fluffy white cloud strung against the blue canvas, the sun shone down from overhead casting gently rays upon the city. Zima's body jolted abruptly upright as Dita's flying leap landed her on his stomach, red eyes staring intently down at him with suspicion. "What's going on... you're too quiet." Her brown hair flitted about her face with a gentle catch of the calm breeze.

The line of a mouth curved upwards on Zima's stoic face, "Patience love, it's only research. I promise we will play later." He assured, continuing with the 'research'.

"I'm not interested in playing." She pouted, folding her arms and stiffening her posture, "The last time you did your 'research' was when you were monitoring that girl and you almost overloaded your system with the data stream." Unfolding her arms she leaned forward, propping herself up to hover above her reclining partner. "Just... don't lie to me, I don't want to see you break."

Before he could say anything she'd taken off to leave the stern and earnest sentiment ringing vibrantly within his head. Zima sat up and removed the glasses, smiling as he watched her leap to the nearest rooftop, "I really don't mean to worry you love... But in our business, sometimes I'll need to disappoint you."

"You know the person's name?" Minoru asked, breaking his rapt gaze away form the screen and setting down his pen to hear Tokimi's news.

"Yes, I checked the records on who'd bought that persocom the man had mentioned. The owner's name is Tokugawa Hikaru, there was also a phone number but they hadn't listed an address." She explained, taking a seat on the sofa. She ran a strand of long hair through her fingers in anxiety, the stress had been building lately.

Minoru nodded, "I can find our man with that information." He leaned forward and rested his chin upon his clasped hands. 'She is so nervous,' He reflected in a quick gaze, 'But why? I'm sure there is something she is keeping secret... something important. She doesn't trust me yet.' There was disappointment in the realization and curiosity as well, 'What could she feel the need to hide? Does it concern the chobits?' A pang of self resentment hit like a brick, 'Perhaps I'm giving it too much though... she's still mourning over Genji and has every right to be distraught.' "What of the other two, did you retrieve any information on them?"

She shook her head slowly, "No, it doesn't seem as though they've ever passed through."

"That's alright, I'll make some phone calls to local shops and see if I can get any leads. Just keep your eyes open, you already know what one of the two we are still searching for looks like so that gives us an edge." Sitting up her took up the electronic pen, "I'll continue check the message boards also and see what comes up."

Hikaru walked down the street with Kin in tow, he had a few quick errands to run earlier and they were on their way back home. Hikaru smiled to himself, brushing the hair from his eyes and admiring the beautiful day. He glanced at his persocom companion and contented himself in finding that she seemed equally as pleased. Her eyes dashed about and took everything in with the fluid movements, before her she'd clasped her hands and her steps seemed as light and dainty as a feather.

"Kin, we should pick you up some clothes... At least, you should be able to pick out some things on your own."

Her gaze settled at the remark, staring up at Hikaru with happiness, "Really? Thank you Hikaru."

"It's really nothing, you need clothes to wear right?"

"Yes, I suppose that is true." She seemed somewhat disheartened by that but was still happy nevertheless. She watched the brightly colored shop windows pass until one caught her attention. "How about here?" She asked stopping in front of the glass, she stared at the mannequins with their simple yet colorful attire.

Hikaru smiled, "If that's what you like then it's fine."

As Dita hopped from rooftop to rooftop the green-haired persocom caught her eye. Something wasn't right, she looked strange and it was more than just her appearance, although hers wasn't like any model she was familiar with. And the man she was with, he was strikingly familiar. 'But where or when have I seen him before?' She pondered, furrowing her eyebrows with concentration. "I'm going to get Zima." She murmured aloud, beginning the return trek.

"Do you have a name?"

She shook her head with a stoic expression, "I'm designated to acquire the assigned name of whoever activates me."

"You are a custom job then?"

"I cannot find any indications that would support otherwise. It must then be so."

'She's so formal and precise but you wouldn't expect it from her looks.' Yoshiyuki thought as he admired the persocom sitting before him. Long ebony hair in a simple yet uncommon style, smooth pale complexion and soft features with crisp, bright and almost startling eyes. He further recalled that her switch hadn't been in the usual spot, not that he minded finding it any, and considering the location... It was a big indication that his initial hunch had been the right one, she hadn't beencreated by any commercial company. "Must be." He smiled at her, "A name then... and I'm supposed to pick?"

"That would be correct."

He nodded and slowly stroked his chin, "Hmmmm," Sheapparently wasn't going to help in the decision, "How about... Kohaku." In the back of his mind he knew the answer before needing to give it any consideration. Her eyes hadsurprised him the most, a color of pure ambermixed with coffee, contantly swirling in their clear crystalline depths. They had almost seemed human for a short instance. Almost. Just like that girl's had. Kohaku suited her perfectly.

There was a shimmer in her eyeshowever her face remained placid, "Kohaku. It has been stored in my memory Master Yoshiyuki."

"Good, now let's begin some searching... I want to know all that I can about you." He mused, smiling at Kohaku as he knelt down before her.

Kotoko frowned and crossed her small arms, it was happening again, she'd already been forgotten like yesterdays dirty laundry. Annoying.

"He is dead then?"

"We have every reason to believe so."

"Any word from 1567008?"

"There have been a few brief feedbacks."

"Has she found and identified 'them'..?"

"It doesn't seem so."

"Any indication that she has located the woman?"

"None sir."

A sigh. "Very well, continue to relay information, we can't let her slip through our fingers."

A/N: I bit of random annonyminity there at the end. Soon I'll start working more on one thread at a time instead of five each chapter.