Earthian Fan Fiction ❯ Artificial Lover ❯ Log In ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Sleep Remedy 
Chihaya has his dream and Messiah has an awakening.
Anime/Manga: Earthian Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Angst / Supernatural / Psychological / Horror | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 08.16.2006 | Updated On: 11.15.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
Chihaya has his dream and Messiah has an awakening.
Anime/Manga: Earthian Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Angst / Supernatural / Psychological / Horror | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 08.16.2006 | Updated On: 11.15.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
Prologue
A Golden Eyed Angel
Lost in an Artificial World
Zeros and Ones
Ones and Zeros
All Cold
All Sterile
Then, Him.
Dark Glossy Black
Wings that Enwrap Warmly
Kind and Loving Chihaya
He Will Not Leave
He Promises to Save.
Then, another Him.
Dark One's Lover
Piercing Threatening Eyes
Not Needed.
Chihaya Does not Need Him.
Will Not Need Him.
The Doctor.
He Takes.
I Am Nothing.
There is Nothing.
His Scream.
I Hurt Him.
No More...
Chihaya...
I Will...
Not...
Hurt You...
Good bye...
-End-
Chapter One: Log In
Chihaya woke with a start. What a horrible dream. Or, rather, what a horrible memory. It had been years and he was so sure that he had put Messiah out of his mind, even if he was not yet gone from his heart. Still, every once in a while, those haunting memories would resurface to bring him rushing back to those days when everything was so dark and scary.
Unconsciously, Chihaya began to shake and shiver, holding himself as all the old feeling ran through his mind as if he were living them all over again. His back hurt and he knew it was because of the dream, as his missing wing no longer caused him near as much strife as when it was first removed. Still, he reached back to rub the spot where the phantom wing still remained.
"Chihaya?" Kagetsuya asked, stepping into the shadowed bedroom quietly. It was still fairly early, but he would have to leave for work soon and he was hoping that he might be able to see his lover one time before he had to go.
The little bit of morning cheer he had, however, was wiped away by the fearful position the little angel was in, all curled up with one hand stroking his injured back. It couldn't be hurting again? He had thought that it was fully healed.
"Chihaya, Chihaya! Are you alright?" Kagetsuya asked, shaking the smaller boy lightly to get his attention.
"Uh! Oh, Kagetsuya," Chihaya acknowledged, giving the light-haired man a sad and tired smile as he looked up at him. "I'm okay, I just had a bad dream..." he said, trailing off and looking away a little at the end.
"What kind of bad dream?" Kagetsuya asked, sitting on the bed beside Chihaya and taking the hand that had been still on his back in his own hand. "Does your back hurt?" he asked, when he got no reply. "Perhaps you slept on it wrong? I can rub it for you! That would make it feel better," Kagetsuya offered.
He was worried about his little angel. He hated when he got like this, though he knew he probably couldn't do anything, but stay with him. Too many things had happened to him in his young life and he was much to gentle of a person to be able to ever fully let them go. He was aware of that, but it still frustrated him, how useless he was in these situations.
"That's okay, Kagetsuya. You have to get to work," Chihaya replied, inclining his head slightly towards his lover, though still not looking him in the eyes.
"Humph!" Kagetsuya harrumphed, standing abruptly and startling Chihaya a bit. "There's no way! I'll call in sick today! I have enough coming! You don't feel well! You should just admit it and let me take care of you, huh?" Kagetsuya stated, putting his hands on his hips in an authoritative stance.
"Umph..." Chihaya grunted, again frustrated by his partner's over zealousness. "Fine. But, you're going to regret it. I'm really okay..." Chihaya trailed off, looking away again.
Was he really okay? That had been such a terrifying dream. It had been so vivid that he had been almost sure that he was Messiah himself. He had felt the angel's feelings, thought his thoughts, and even moved the correct way. He wondered... Was this a premonition?
-Elsewhere-
'Such a brilliant blue light,' thought the entity.
'Just stay away from the white light,' cautioned a female entity.
'What white light?' asked the unknown entity. A male entity, it now seemed.
'Hey, if you don't see it, I'm not going to point it out to you,' the female replied.
'Oh. Um, where am I right now?' asked the male.
'You don't even know that? You're dead, honey. Although, you won't be for long...' she trailed off.
'...Wasn't I dead before?' he asked, mostly to himself.
'You existed without a body, if that's what you mean,' she answered him, even though she was aware that he didn't want to be answered. 'Do you remember why you died this time?' she asked him, moving closer.
'Because... I hurt him,' Messiah replied. 'Please don't bring me back, Habraska,' Messiah begged the A. I. He remembered, now, who he was and who he was talking to. This was his mother computer, the Habraska. The fact that she was talking to him probably meant that she had rebuilt him.
'Hey, now, I spent a lot of time and energy stringing your memories back together from random host sites. It was a lot of hard work, that. Not to mention how hard it is for a computer to create an clone! I don't even know if I have the codes and the resources to release you from your cell!' she rambled, complaining to the only other conscious entity on her field.
'Please, kill me, Habraska. I killed myself for a reason. I wanted to be dead,' Messiah broke in sarcastically.
'Well, now, if you're going to be acting like that, I will just have to expel you from my womb!' Habraska replied happily.
'No, wait!' Messiah made one last try, before he felt a horrible jolt as his connection with the mother computer was severed and he was expelled onto a cold and dusty floor, unconscious.
A Golden Eyed Angel
Lost in an Artificial World
Zeros and Ones
Ones and Zeros
All Cold
All Sterile
Then, Him.
Dark Glossy Black
Wings that Enwrap Warmly
Kind and Loving Chihaya
He Will Not Leave
He Promises to Save.
Then, another Him.
Dark One's Lover
Piercing Threatening Eyes
Not Needed.
Chihaya Does not Need Him.
Will Not Need Him.
The Doctor.
He Takes.
I Am Nothing.
There is Nothing.
His Scream.
I Hurt Him.
No More...
Chihaya...
I Will...
Not...
Hurt You...
Good bye...
-End-
Chapter One: Log In
Chihaya woke with a start. What a horrible dream. Or, rather, what a horrible memory. It had been years and he was so sure that he had put Messiah out of his mind, even if he was not yet gone from his heart. Still, every once in a while, those haunting memories would resurface to bring him rushing back to those days when everything was so dark and scary.
Unconsciously, Chihaya began to shake and shiver, holding himself as all the old feeling ran through his mind as if he were living them all over again. His back hurt and he knew it was because of the dream, as his missing wing no longer caused him near as much strife as when it was first removed. Still, he reached back to rub the spot where the phantom wing still remained.
"Chihaya?" Kagetsuya asked, stepping into the shadowed bedroom quietly. It was still fairly early, but he would have to leave for work soon and he was hoping that he might be able to see his lover one time before he had to go.
The little bit of morning cheer he had, however, was wiped away by the fearful position the little angel was in, all curled up with one hand stroking his injured back. It couldn't be hurting again? He had thought that it was fully healed.
"Chihaya, Chihaya! Are you alright?" Kagetsuya asked, shaking the smaller boy lightly to get his attention.
"Uh! Oh, Kagetsuya," Chihaya acknowledged, giving the light-haired man a sad and tired smile as he looked up at him. "I'm okay, I just had a bad dream..." he said, trailing off and looking away a little at the end.
"What kind of bad dream?" Kagetsuya asked, sitting on the bed beside Chihaya and taking the hand that had been still on his back in his own hand. "Does your back hurt?" he asked, when he got no reply. "Perhaps you slept on it wrong? I can rub it for you! That would make it feel better," Kagetsuya offered.
He was worried about his little angel. He hated when he got like this, though he knew he probably couldn't do anything, but stay with him. Too many things had happened to him in his young life and he was much to gentle of a person to be able to ever fully let them go. He was aware of that, but it still frustrated him, how useless he was in these situations.
"That's okay, Kagetsuya. You have to get to work," Chihaya replied, inclining his head slightly towards his lover, though still not looking him in the eyes.
"Humph!" Kagetsuya harrumphed, standing abruptly and startling Chihaya a bit. "There's no way! I'll call in sick today! I have enough coming! You don't feel well! You should just admit it and let me take care of you, huh?" Kagetsuya stated, putting his hands on his hips in an authoritative stance.
"Umph..." Chihaya grunted, again frustrated by his partner's over zealousness. "Fine. But, you're going to regret it. I'm really okay..." Chihaya trailed off, looking away again.
Was he really okay? That had been such a terrifying dream. It had been so vivid that he had been almost sure that he was Messiah himself. He had felt the angel's feelings, thought his thoughts, and even moved the correct way. He wondered... Was this a premonition?
-Elsewhere-
'Such a brilliant blue light,' thought the entity.
'Just stay away from the white light,' cautioned a female entity.
'What white light?' asked the unknown entity. A male entity, it now seemed.
'Hey, if you don't see it, I'm not going to point it out to you,' the female replied.
'Oh. Um, where am I right now?' asked the male.
'You don't even know that? You're dead, honey. Although, you won't be for long...' she trailed off.
'...Wasn't I dead before?' he asked, mostly to himself.
'You existed without a body, if that's what you mean,' she answered him, even though she was aware that he didn't want to be answered. 'Do you remember why you died this time?' she asked him, moving closer.
'Because... I hurt him,' Messiah replied. 'Please don't bring me back, Habraska,' Messiah begged the A. I. He remembered, now, who he was and who he was talking to. This was his mother computer, the Habraska. The fact that she was talking to him probably meant that she had rebuilt him.
'Hey, now, I spent a lot of time and energy stringing your memories back together from random host sites. It was a lot of hard work, that. Not to mention how hard it is for a computer to create an clone! I don't even know if I have the codes and the resources to release you from your cell!' she rambled, complaining to the only other conscious entity on her field.
'Please, kill me, Habraska. I killed myself for a reason. I wanted to be dead,' Messiah broke in sarcastically.
'Well, now, if you're going to be acting like that, I will just have to expel you from my womb!' Habraska replied happily.
'No, wait!' Messiah made one last try, before he felt a horrible jolt as his connection with the mother computer was severed and he was expelled onto a cold and dusty floor, unconscious.