Warning: This chapter contains things that some people might not be confortable with.
I look into the lab to find you slumped over your computer again. You really do push yourself too hard. I carefully gather you in my arms and you cuddle against my chest, unconsiously seeking warmth.
Sometimes I worry about you. Even with all thats happened Shinichi still finds some joy in his life. But not you. Your work is your life. I sit down in my chair with you in my lap. You would be angry with me if you knew I do this, you hate so much this tiny body of yours. But, well, you're just too damn cute.
I always meant to get married, to have children. But I just kept putting it off. That's the folly of youth, you think you have forever to do the things you want to do. Before I knew it I was an old man. But at least I have moments like this. Moments when you're asleep and I can hold you in my arms.
I was very happy when you first came to live with me. Finally I had someone to talk to who would understand what I was talking about. Shinichi is a nice boy, but he has almost no understanding of technology.
But soon, my feelings had gone beyond that. I know I shouldn't feel this way. For god's sake even in your real body I'm old enough to be your grandfather. But I can't help how I feel.
I love you. I know it can never be, but I can still imagine.
I swear to you, I'll protect you. From the organization and from yourself.
You shift in my arms, turning so that your sleeping face is looking up at me. Even as a child you're beautiful.
I love you.