Chapter 3! Man, this was a pain to write. Dunno why, it just took longer than I wanted it too. There's a lot of technical stuff, and not a whole lot of story. It had to be done! I promise the next chapter will be mostly techno free!

To my reviewers…

Amethyst Gleam- Yay! I am inspiring! I can't wait to read your fic!

Deano Lindholm- I thank you for your lovely suggestion, but I'm afraid I don't think I could do justice to chaos POV without a bit more practice!

Shartae- Oooh, yeah. Canaan is very jealous. I cranked this chapter out a little slower then the last one, but, here it is! Yay!

Tiger5913- I understand how you feel! I am still a huge cKM fan. Can't help it! I shall remain open minded though. Plus I like writing in Canaan's POV. I recognized your name, and then I was like, "Duh, that's who made all those awesome cKM fics!" So, don't worry. There will be plenty of…action…on both sides, but still predominately Canaan and chaos. Hope you stick around.

ONWARD NOW!

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Uhhh...

What...just happened? My head...

I was lying face down on the metal floor. I felt completely dead. Except I could still hear. That was it. I tried to move, but I found my arms and legs were numb. My eyes were dark, and my mouth felt like cotton.

The long red cord was still sticking out of my neck. It was as cold as ice.

How long have I been lying here?

For a while, I imagined. Since that cord was blazing hot before I blacked out, I must have been here for at least an hour. Hadn't anyone noticed I was gone?

Probably not. Face it Canaan, they forgot all about you. At least be grateful no one heard you scream like a girl.

Wait…

That feeling…

Was that...

No, it couldn't be...

Anger?

Did that mean I was successful? I mean, normally I would have been a little upset if I was left face down on a cold metallic floor for hours on end. Who wouldn't be?

But this was something more then a "little upset." It felt like I had been betrayed. There was a clenching feeling in my gut. I wanted to punch something. But, I still couldn't move.

So this is anger.

I considered calling for help. But I didn't for two reasons.

One: My motor functions were shot, so I couldn't talk.

Two: My newfound pride wouldn't dare let me get any assistance.

It was odd. I could tell the suppressor was gone, but I didn't really feel any different. I expected myself to go through this complete transformation, but I still felt like the same dull bitter Canaan.

Maybe this is really what I am like, emotionless or not. Just a cold sarcastic…

Did I just hear footsteps?

I could now definitely hear the faint pitter patter of footsteps off in the distance.

Who in the world could that be?

"Canaan!"

It sounded like a woman's voice. No, wait, a young girl's voice.

I heard the footsteps stop for a split-second, then quickly pick up in pace.

"Canaan!"

I think I heard her fall on her knees. I felt her hand shaking my shoulder, trying to get me to respond.

Still can't move...

"Canaan! It's MOMO! Can you hear me?"

Loud and clear. No need to get excited.

Your not sleeping…oh, you can't move can you? Your primary functions must have gotten fussed...here, let's see if I can fix it."

I felt the cord being yanked out. Her hands were then fiddling around with the nearly invisible circuits at the back of my neck.

I have to give her credit: she knows what she's doing. I think I can see now.

"This goes, over here, and this, needs to be connected to that one…"

The cotton feeling from my mouth disappeared.

"Just...one...more...there! How do you feel?"

I carefully pulled myself up from the ground and sat up. I could see crystal clear. I could see her amber eyes were filled with worry. The faint hum in my ears was gone, and I think I was able to speak.

"I feel...much...bet..ter."

Okay, voice not quite working.

"Thank...you."

She smiled sweetly.

"Your very welcome, Canaan. I'm just glad I found you when I did. Another hour laying there and you could have gotten some permanent damage. Now, do you feel any pain or discomfort? Any at all?"

"Head...hurting."

"That's to be expected. Can you stand up?"

"Think…so."

She held my arm as I carefully wobbled up.

Hmm, so far so good...whoa...ohhh...

My head was all of sudden spinning with dizziness. I could feel myself sway and I clutched her arm in an attempt to stop myself from falling on my face. Again.

"Oh! Here, sit down, ok?"

I gratefully slumped in the chair she led me over too. She sat next to me and looked at me anxiously.

I feel so helpless. I hate it.

"There. Now, Canaan, what exactly happened?"

I expected her to ask me this. Problem was, what could I say without getting Wilhelm and Jr. both into trouble?

Might as well tell her all I can. She's a Realian too, she'll understand, right?

"I was...making an...attempt t...o remove my emotions...suppressor. Apparently, there was a com...plecation."

Her eyes widened.

"Canaan! That's an extremely delicate process! And you did it by yourself?"

"I had all of the nec…essary materials. I didn't think to ask for assistance."

"Where did you get the code to your data frame?"

"I can't tell you."

Wilhelm would get in trouble and would have me court marshaled.

"Where did you get the hook-up?"

"I really can't tell you."

Jr. would get in trouble and would murder me in my sleep.

She let out a frustrated sigh.

"Listen, Canaan, while I think it was extremely dumb of you to do all that by yourself, and I have no idea where you got all this. Plus it's obvious your not going to tell me…"

She faintly smiled.

"I can understand why you did it."

This surprised me.

"You do?"

"Yes. I know what it's like. You see, when I was first born, my emotions were very unstable. I would be laughing like crazy one minute, and then having a tantrum the next. They couldn't control be without using force, so…Mommy...she put a suppressor in me until they could fix the problem."

I was shocked. Her own mother put a suppressor in her?

She must have seen my look, for she quickly said, "But it was only temporary; I ended up having it for only a few days. The point is, I can understand why you wanted it gone. You can still feel things while you have it, that's why it's called a suppressor, and that makes it extremely frustrating when you can only feel things in such a limited form."

I nodded.

"I understand that. I could feel things like hate and happiness, but they were in such, wisps. I wanted to really experience what it meant to be happy or sad, you know? But..."

"But?"

"Well, I expected all my problems to be solved. I expected to be this completely different person. But, I don't really feel any different."

I heard her make a noise.

"Why are you laughing?"

She looked at me with a glimmer in her eyes.

"Oh Canaan, you just need to experience things, that's all! You can't expect to understand everything when you haven't gone out and experienced it! It will take some time for you to change, but it will happen, just be patient."

Hmm...

That did make sense, I suppose.

My feelings for chaos. Before, I definitely felt, something, for him. But whatever it was, it was in an extremely watered-down form. Now, if I can spend some time with him, I can experience and understand what that feeling was, right? Is that what she's saying?

"So, I'm like a newborn now, right?"

"Hmmm?"

"I'm like a newborn child. I've just officially begun to live, and I need experience in order to learn and understand things, right?"

She beamed at me.

"That's exactly right! See, you're catching on quickly! This is so wonderful Canaan! Now!"

"Now...what?"

"I know you don't want to get into the details of your procedure, but we still need to find out what went wrong, okay?"

"Fair enough. Where should we start?"

"Well, what exactly did you do leading up to it?"

"Not much. I woke up, talked briefly with chaos, got the code, got the hook-up, and went to the engine room and removed the program."

"Are you sure that's all?"

"Well, I didn't sleep in a matenance bed last night. See, I thought of a way too…"

"You mean where you shut down your consciousness and do the repairs yourself? Yes, that's what I do as well."

"Exactly. But I don't see what that…"

"That's it!"

"What?"

"That!"

She glared at me accusingly.

"When you finished your self-repair, you forgot to upload your data from the previous day, didn't you?"

"Umm..."

"You know that data buildup could cause an overload, and it did! Your frame was under so much stress from that and the removal of the suppressor, that it malfunctioned and you shut down!"

Oops.

"Canaan, please try not to be so careless! You should have thought it through before you decided to do something that delicate."

Lovely, now I'm getting careless.

"Now, listen. We'll be at the Kukai Foundation in a few hours, so how about we head on over to the Durandel and download the data before you forget again? We can use one of the matenance beds in the engineer room."

"Fine. I just hope I can make it there without passing out."

"Okay…here, let me help you stand up…"

She held my arm and helped me stumble to my feet.

Hmm…no dizziness yet. I think I can walk.

We slowly began our shuffle toward the elevator. While I was grateful for all the help MOMO was giving me, I would be the laughing stock of the entire crew if Tony or Jr. got wind that the only thing keeping my face from the floor was a little girl.

I still wasn't sure about one thing, though.

"Hey MOMO."

"Yes?"

"There's something that's been on my mind ever since you found me. How did you know I was down there? I mean, you didn't, hear me did you?"

"No. Actually, I was looking for you. I just happened to find you down there when you were knocked out."

"Why were you looking for me?"

"chaos asked me too."

I felt the temperature rise in my face.

"chaos? Why?"

"Well, he said you had been acting a little strange this morning, and he was worried about you. He figured us both being Realians, I might be able to help you out more than he could. I guess he was right."

chaos…was worried about me? That might explain the funny look he gave me while I was on the bridge. So, he does notice me?

"Canaan, are you ok?Your face is turning awfully red."

"I'm..fine. Just, you know, getting a little dizzy again."

Not far from the truth.

"Well, try to hang in there. We're at the engineer room."

She led me over to the bed and I gratefully lay down. I closed my eyes, trying to stop my head from spinning. I heard her typing away on the console.

You know, I have never liked these beds.

There so cold and flat. Like lying on ice. Realians usually spend a lot of time on these; you would think they would try to make them a little more comfortable. But, I guess I'm probably the first Realian to ever complain about it.

"MOMO."

"Yes?"

"How come I've never noticed that this bed is uncomfortable?"

She turned around and looked at me with puzzlement on her face.

"I, I'm not really sure Canaan. Maybe, you just haven't had time to think about before. You've just been through a fairly traumatic experience, so perhaps it's made you open up your eyes a little more."

Just one thing after another. Was this really worth it?

"I'm finished downloading. So why don't you rest for a while? I'm sure you're tired."

"I was just knocked out for who knows how long. I think I've gotten plenty of rest today already."

"Exactly. You were knocked out. I'm talking about getting some real rest."

I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever you say Doctor MOMO. I'll go to bed like a good little patient."

"Humph! You better!"

"At least could you permit me to sleep in a real bed?"

"Granted! There are plenty of bedrooms on the Durandel. Just pick one. Do you need me to be your crutch again, hmm?"

"Thanks, but I'll pass. I think I can walk there without keeling over."

"Be careful."

"Yeah yeah. But, MOMO, really, thanks. A lot."

I saw her smile as the doors behind me closed.

Now, where are bedrooms? She was right, I am rather tired. I slept for nearly the whole day, might as well finished it off with a nap.

I wandered around for a while, looking around the ship. Gaignun and Jr. had certainly gone all out. There's even a park here…

I found the resting area a few sight sees later. I walked into the nearest room that looked to be unoccupied.

Nice…

There were two large single beds in one corner of the room. In the other, a small table with two chairs. There was another door, which I assumed led to the bathroom. A big comfy couch was smack dab in the middle. Various paintings and knick-knacks were strung about on the walls. It looked comfortable to say the least, even if it was a little tacky.

I flopped down on the nearest bed and began taking off my flight suit.

This outfit is really starting to get on my nerves. It's not just the recent removal of the suppressor either. I've been wearing this thing for fourteen years; I think it's time for something different.

I tossed the outfit into the nearest corner. Just wearing my undershirt and shorts, I peeled back the covers and nestled down inside the many quilts and blankets.

Mmm, much better. Now time for a well deserved nap. Geeze, today was just one problem after another. But, all in all, it was worth it.

My thoughts were crowding me, but my consciousness continued shutting down. I quietly drifted off to sleep.

Clunk Clunk Clunk

Clunk Clunk Clunk

Mmmrr…

Clunk Clunk Clunk

Stop stomping so loudly…I'm trying to sleep…

Rustle Clunk Clunk

"Mmmm…"

Clunk Clunk Clunk

…

Was there someone in my room?

I wiggled around, trying to untangle myself from the blankets.

"Good evening Canaan." An exceptionally familiar male voice said. "I hope you're feeling better. You gave us a bit of a scare."

My eyes shot open and I sat up in the bed.

There was chaos.

In my room.

There.

Standing there.

Smiling.

With me in my undergarments.

What the…

"Sorry if I woke you up. I was just bringing a few things inside."

Bringing a few things?

My eyes narrowed, looking at him standing there without a care in the world. Did he think this was normal? I asked him as nicely as I could,"What are you doing in here?"

Okay. So it didn't come out so nice. But what was he doing waltzing into my room like he owned the place?

"Oh, well, of course you couldn't have know We just got to the Kukai Foundation a few minutes ago. Everyone's come aboard the Durandel, and we're all planning on going out in just a bit."

"You didn't really answer my question."

He got this mischievous smile on his face.

"You didn't expect to get this big bedroom all to yourself, did you? There aren't enough rooms to go around, so we're bunking up. You just got stuck with me for a roommate."

WHAT?

ATA-Nehehe. Forgive Canaan for being rather grouchy in that last bit. But, think about it. You just had a day from hell and you were trying to get some sleep. Then someone barged in and woke you up. Even if you were crazy in love with said person, you would be a bit annoyed! There was a lot of Canaan and MOMO stuff in this, but no implication whatsoever! I tried to give them a brother sister relationship. They are both Realians, so they must have something in common. Because I have no life, I'll now be posting progress reports on my chapters in my bio. Check it out if you want. I'll try to have chapter four by next weekend!