Title: A.I. Robot.

(A.I as in 'artificial intelligence, and AI as in love)

Pairing: Naru/Sasu

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: "Naruto', don't own it; not mine. I just borrow Masashi's characters and replace them in naughty positions, and I mean really naughty positions.

Summary: The year is 2259, Kohonagakure Japan. Naruto Uzumaki's life has never had it easy- school, work, friends (or the lack of) are already dragging him down but to fall in love with a robot... fate must hate him.

A/N: I am glad that this weird idea actually is liked.

Chapter Two: He Didn't Come with a Manual

UN-BETA'D


It was nearly dawn when Naruto woke up on the makeshift bed made of old towels and dirty clothes near the futon, where for some reason, he had let the robot- Sasuke- lie. His blue orbs slowly blinked himself into reality and then even as the memory of last night took over his mind, his eyes made four with two dark orbs that were looking unceasingly at him- without one blink.

So. Fucking. Creepy.

Sasuke was awake and staring at him with a particular look, it was as if he was looking at an alien race, something foreign and strange that needed to be examined. Like a bug oozing slime or something equally repugnant. Naruto held the gaze until his eyes started to burn. Huffing, he sat up and winced at the stiffness in his back.

"Well, good morning to you," he snorted, "Are you charged?"

Without a word, Sasuke lifted the sleeve of his left shoulder and there Naruto saw the five thick blue lights that indicated his power level. He was fully charged.

Rolling his eyes, Naruto got up, "You could say good morning too, ya know."

The only think he got for that was the same examining stare.

"Hello, Sasuke?"

"Hn."

Motherfuck. He just had to be the lucky sonofabitch that got the robot with an attitude problem. God must be laughing at him.

"Fine," Naruto snapped, "I'm gonna take a piss, find something for breakfast and after that try to find your owner so I can take you back."

Before Naruto could blink, Sasuke was in front of him and he would not budge. Naruto's blue eyes narrowed. "Excuse me."

"No," Sasuke said.

His bladder was on the verge of bursting, "Move."

"No."

Naruto the did the wrong thing and shoved Sasuke in the shoulder, and before he knew it, his arm was grabbed and he was twisted away with the limb being bent over his back to breakage point. It hurt so bad that Naruto could not even grunt. A cold palm was in the middle of his back and the other hand was holding his forearm so hard that red was clouding Naruto's vision.

"No."

"Okay," Naruto cried, "OKAY! Lemme go damnit!"

Instantly, the hand holding his arm was gone and so was the one in the middle of his back. Naruto managed to blink the pain away from his eyes and looked at the impassive, stone-faced, robot standing three feet away from him. He could not believe the machine had manhandled him that way. If Naruto had not been wincing in pain, he would have admired it.

He sat back on the nearest wall and looked into dark eyes, while a thought came to him, "Is it no to making me pass…. or no to finding your owners?"

Sasuke nodded at the last one and Naruto was more than confused. What had happened to Sasuke to distrust his previous owners so much? Had they abused him, in so much as a machine can be abused? His eyes lit on the digital clock over Sasuke's head and cursed- he had thirteen minutes to get to class.

Lurching from his seat Naruto sighed, "Thanks for making me late, bastard. Do not move, I am going to take a shower and see if I can break the rules of time to get me to class."

The Pl/Exo glass of the 3-foot cube shower was slid out and Naruto yanked his clothes off. Stepping inside he ordered, "Computer, water pressure 85 percent, ice cold."

Even if he had wanted warm water- which he could barely afford- the computer relays in the building were matter-of-fact and had strict permission sequences. He had to order 'ice-cold' to get any water at all.

Hurriedly washing himself, Naruto had to put the issue of Sasuke and not wanting to find his owners on the back-burner. He had to get to school, clean- or relatively clean. Done, Naruto hurriedly dried off and dashed into his room to get some clothes on. He didn't care that he was buck naked, the robot was a dude, there was nothing- anatomically- that was different... Except the metal skin.

With his boxers on, pants on, orange sweatshirt on- inside out but that did not matter – Naruto forsook eating anything to dash to his class. His morning lecture in software engineering came from a man named Danzo, who Naruto was sure would prefer to see his grave than to see him 'dirty' the walls of such a prestigious university with his common self.

Grabbing his bag, Naruto belatedly saw that Sasuke had not moved an inch from when he had ordered to stay put. It was strangely…charming- and creepy.

"Come on," Naruto said, "we've got to get a move on and I ain't leaving you here, no matter how obedient you are."

With his bike on his shoulder Naruto commanded the door close and ran down the stairs. He was halfway down when he realized that Sasuke was not behind him but had to get to the ground. He would call and cuss him out then. Hitting the ground floor, Naruto screeched to a stop to see Sasuke already there, with his hands in his pockets and looking bored out of his mind.

Naruto gawped. He the looked at Sasuke, looked up at the third-floor balcony and nearly lost his shit. "You… you jumped?!"

Sasuke's head titled to side with the same 'what the fuck are you?' mixed with an, 'are you blind, moron, of course I jumped' look'.

"Never mind," Naruto huffed, got on the bike and sped off. Sasuke was running in place with him with no sign of effort. The fucking robot looked like it was a walk in the park for him.

Arriving at the university was done in quick time and though Naruto's claves were burning like hell, he ran to his lecture room and made it to the seat just in time before Danzo entered. The man looked old and frail and walked with a cane. But Naruto knew that the sonofabitch could move fast if he had to. With a head of dark hair, an x-shaped scar on his chin and clad in a white shirt, with a dark grey robe over the top covering his right arm and fell to his feet he was a spectacle that bred rumors. Privately, Naruto had come up with many theories as to why the old coot never let his arm be shown.

First and foremost was that there wasn't an arm at all, it was just a loaf of bread stuck in there to resemble an arm. Second, the arm was scarred or withered to the point that it looked like an old emaciated tree root and third, it was some kind of bait, to make him look like he was defenseless when he really wasn't.

"Ah, your all here…even you Mr. Uzumaki," Danzo drawled conceitedly.

Ignoring him Naruto looked around for Sasuke but could not find him. His teeth ground, that robot had better not run off or gotten himself into trouble or- god forbid smashed something, because he couldn't pay for it. It was too late to excuse himself anyway.

"You better be in on piece when I find you," Naruto huffed under his breath.

"Well, let us get started," Danzo said, "POP- 103 and the ALGOL 98…Mr, Uzumaki, what is the first procedure call of POP- 103?"

Motherfucker…


Naruto left the two-hour lecture with a growing migraine and urge to break something in half. He hoped that Sasuke- with his superhuman strength- had not gone to shatter something he couldn't buy back. He had barely stepped out of the room to see the robot, leaning, nonchalantly on the adjacent wall.

He heaved out a sigh of relief and approached him, "Hey, listen, this place is like... a forbidden city, if I break something here, or if you break something here, I am literally dead, get it?"

Again, with the stare.

"Do you understand me?" Naruto huffed.

A curt nod. Snorting to himself, Naruto reasoned that was the best he could get and shouldered his ratty bag, "I'm off to my mathematics class, after that it's lunch…which you don't eat as you're a machine."

Laughing to himself, Naruto tuned on his heel and walked down the sterile corridors to this math class wishing he had brushed up on the algorithms that Miss Anko was going to torture him with. Walking to his class, Naruto met eyes that quickly darted away from his and he wondered why. He was the campus scholarship freak, and many had no qualms to sneer at him but this day was strange.

He shot a look to Sasuke who was still walking beside him and wondered if he had anything to do with the strange behaviors he was seeing. He was nearly to his class when a ruff voice jabbed at his back. "Hey homo, who's that your boyfriend?"

Gritting his teeth, Naruto turned, "No, dogbreath, he isn't, so go hump your fucking dog, puppy and leave me alone."

"What the fuck did just call me, ass- motherfuckkkkk!" Kiba's arm was in Sasuke's death grip and his fingers were quickly turning purple.

"No," Sasuke said as his hand tightened.

"Ouch! Ouch! Let go man!" Kiba whined, "This fucking hurts!"

Sasuke turned to look at Naruto without caring that the whole hallway was looking at them and the cringing Kiba. Naruto wanted to see what would have happened if Sasuke held on but then again, he did not have the money to send Kiba to the hospital. "Let him go."

Instantly, the other teen's arm was dropped and he fell to the ground, curling in on himself. Naruto only turned and went his way to the class. At the door he twisted his head to Sasuke, "Nice, but get scarce for a while okay, I'll find you at the lunch hall."

The robot nodded and turned away. Watching him go felt…weird, it was as if he was seeing someone he cared about walking away. Blinking the thought away, Naruto went and took his seat.


"I am praying for a bit bowl of ramen to take this pain away," Naruto sighed. The headache from Danzo's class was only enhanced by the one from Anko's. Despite his head for numbers, he did not run on electricity or hydrofeul. When he was hungry his attention span shortened…and shortened and shortened to the point where all he could think of was food.

The cafeteria was one of the only places on campus where there was color- and it did not come from the food. The walls were seafoam blue-green and the tables had all the colors of the rainbow. Naruto walked up the automated machined, laid his thumb on the scanner and then punched in the code for teriyaki chicken and rice with a side of vegetables. It was the same meal he ate every day just to have a balance of nutrients in his system; carbs, proteins and whatever the fuck vegetables were.

When the machine beeped, Naruto took the tray, spun around and bumped right into a big hulking mammoth of a man named Sasori and his tray went flying. The man- a senior- looked like he ate villages for breakfast and their herd of oxen for lunch with how muscled he was.

"Watch where you're going, loser," the man spat.

Naruto was more mourning his lost food then paying attention to the Japanese version of the hulk. Great, fucking great, he had just lost his lunch which would have doubled as his dinner until he got to Teuchi.

Sasori moved off and- holy hallelujah- behind him was Sasuke with the tray, without a thing out of place, perfectly balanced on his left hand. If Naruto could have kissed him, he would but his reputation of being poor and being bisexual could not take another hit.

Taking the tray from him, Naruto walked to his customary seat- across the hall, in a corner and up against a wall. He was nearly there when a body, thin and topped with pink hair- Haruno Sakura, the girl he had a crush on from literally the moment he saw her. The fellow student, had not even given him the time of day so why was she there?

"Hey Naruto?"

Turning to her Naruto brows furrowed, "Hi…Sakura?"

She giggled, and then turned to Sasuke. "Who's this?"

In the next second Naruto wanted to laugh so hard that he would hack up a lung. She had a...something, dare he say crush?... on his robot. Oh, how she was going to be so disappointed. "That's Sasuke."

"Hi Sasuke," Sakura simpered and twirled a tendril of her hair around her finger. "I'm Sakura. Where are you from? I've never seen you before."

Sitting, Naruto peeled away the biodegradable plastic from his chopsticks and settled in for the show. Or lack of it, rather. Sasuke had the same, I'm-looking-at-an-alien-form look from before and without saying a word turned away from her and sat across from Naruto.

"Naruto….?" her look was so lost it was comical.

"He isn't having the best of days, Sakura," Naruto said amused, "just leave him be."

He smiled when she huffed and walked away. Picking up a piece of chicken Naruto smile changed to self-depreciating. "So that's what it takes huh, a pretty boy like you to get me some attention around here."

The blank look on Sasuke's face made Naruto wonder if a word he said was understood by the robot but scoffed at himself. He was halfway though his meal when Sasuke's head snapped up. Then Naruto heard it- the monotone sound of an Amaterasu Drone. The robot was as stiff as a rod of steel and he did not move. Then, something…shimmery ran over Sasuke's skin and then, seconds later, it was gone.

Naruto wondered if his eyes had been playing a trick on him but no…something had shimmered over Sasuke's skin. What the hell?

Curious, Naruto watched Sasuke and notices the tiny changes in his face. His lips had thinned and his eyes had narrowed but he had not moved. It was like he was preparing for a fight…but none came. After the sound of the drone moved off, only then did Sasuke's tense posture go a bit free.

Weird.

"It only a drone, Sasuke," Naruto said, "You know, big, hunk of metal looking like an E…turned sideways and hovering. It there to keep an eye on crime yaknow, it just pure surveillance."

Sasuke did not look to him but turned his face upwards and there Naruto saw his eyes flash purple. What the fuck? It was there for a movement and then it was gone, when it did fade, only did Sasuke's shoulders lose the stiffness.

"Care to tell me what the hell that was about?" Naruto asked while pushing his tray away from him.

As usual, he got no answer and Naruto sighed, "Just my luck… there's no answer and you didn't come with a manual."

Standing up, Naruto dumped his tray into the recycle bin and clapped his hand on Sasuke's shoulder, "I have two more classes, can you hold out for them and like not get into any fights?"

The robot nodded. "Good, I'll see you in four hours."


Amaterasu Inc

Orochimaru was in a frenzy- he needed to find Sasuke. Unit 003 was the crème-de-la-crème of all robots. The programming in that unit was so advanced and magical that is was like a soul. In the last two hundred years of robotics, no machine had come close to making a ghost in the shell like Sasuke.

The robot learned. His senses were so attuned that he assimilated to what was around him and made use of what was there. The robot was the last specimen of the creative madness of Madara Uchiha, the pioneer of the predecessor of Amaterasu Inc- the Sharingan Corp - over fifty years ago. The old man had created robots that defied the name machine. Which meant soulless.

When the machines had gotten the attention of the army, the upper head had given Madara an ultimatum, give over the program and the robots he had or destroy them. The man had refused them and one night the army had made a blitz attack on the compound. Rumor had it that they taken three of the robots before Madara had pressed the self-destruct program. When they had ordered Madara to hand over the programming the man had laughed in their faces, wiped his hard drive irrevocably and stabbed himself. Two of the robots had broken away and ran and left only one- Sasuke.

No one had been able to recover the programming and though the were whispers that Madara had a second factory or base somewhere, no one had ever found it. It was believed that the directions to the factory rested in the memory of the last robot- Sasuke.

The army scientists had placed Sasuke in a lab and had tried to crack the robot's memory for over four decades but every time they had tried the robot's firewalls had shifted and deflected their effort. Sasuke was magnificent. He needed that robot. He needed that programming!

It had taken him years to cajole the army to lend the robot to him so he could get his crack at cracking Sasuke but then, fuck, the robot had broken away and was now missing. He needed the robot! He needed the information he had! If he could get to Madara's left factory and retrieve his soul-in-the-machine program he would be king. He would rule the world with an iron fist.

He had to find Sasuke!

He stared at the constant feed coming from the drones hovering over the peons on Kohona. He had hoped the robots would find a trace of Sasuke but it seemed that his programming was again blocking him and his machines from finding him. His hope was pinned on the last drone that was scanning…scanning…scanning…scanning… NOT FOUND. The tablet was flung so hard that the case cracked, the screen shattered and the inner workings were sparking.

He had to find Sasuke!


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