Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ The Perfect Computer ❯ Chapter Two: The Awakening ( Chapter 2 )
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By: PixieDust291 
Chapter Two
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Fantasy / Romance / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.11.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 387 | Status: Completed
Chapter Two
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Fantasy / Romance / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.11.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 387 | Status: Completed
Perfect Computer
Chapter Two: The Awakening
“Geez!” Sora yelled as he dropped the blond persocom onto his bed. “This thing weighs a ton. Well, I suppose they have to weigh a little more than a human because they have all that electronic stuff in them.”
He sighed and picked up one the many magazines covering his floor. “Okay, let’s see…I think that ad on the new persocoms is on page…seventy-six, was it?”
He flipped from ad to ad and stopped on a page with a picture of a package on it. “Here it is…they’re called Twilight models.”
The new model of persocom this year is the Twilight Lover model from the Diamond Wing Corporation. Rated highest in efficiency, this model of persocom has received the Genova Software Company’s First-Rate Computer award. This persocom comes highly customizable with hi-def and data back-up options, your choice of fully expandable or space-saving programs, and exterior outlook, as well as personality options made to your request. This model acts as an office notebook and home computing system the whole family can enjoy.
Sora gazed at the magazine. He was pretty sure it was the same model. The diamond wing tattoo on the persocom’s wrist was unmistakable, and this model was the only one currently available from that company that didn’t come with metal ears.
Sora closed the magazine and looked at the blond again. Why, if the persocom was such a new model, would anyone throw it in the trash? Was it stolen? He ran a hand through the boy’s hair and down his cheek. The hair felt so real, and despite its spiky appearance, it was rather soft. His skin, though cold, had a soft glow to it…
Sora shook his head. What was he doing? He calmed himself and started looking up and down the persocom’s body. He remembered the old models had to be turned on with a switch. But…he didn’t see anything anywhere on this one.
After many failed attempts, Sora gave up and flopped down on the floor. He wrung his hands through his chocolate-brown locks. He couldn’t find the switch anywhere. Was the damn thing inside or something?
It was then he heard a knock. He leaned up and walked to the door, opening it the littlest bit.
“Who is it?” he asked.
“Oh, that’s nice,” came a sarcastic reply. “It’s only your best friend.”
Sora smiled and opened the door, grinning at his visitor. “Riku-kun! I didn’t know you were coming.” Sora then noticed the little mobile persocom unit on his friend’s shoulder. “Riku…did you–”
“Yeah, like her? I just got her today. My dad just got a whole shipment of these units for his company and decided to give me one. I’ve decided to call her Rikku.” Riku chuckled.
The little persocom had long blond hair tied up in braids and strung with beads, piercing green eyes, and was dressed in what looked to be a yellow bikini with a mini skirt and blue shoes. “Hello, please pardon the intrusion.” Rikku smiled politely.
Sora beamed. “Oh wow! She’s so cute! But Riku, don’t you think you could give her a better name then that? You have no imagination.” A fist then bonked the brunet lightly on the head.
“Hey, it’s my persocom. I’ll call her what I want.”
“All right.” Sora laughed and invited them inside. “To tell you the truth, I’m glad you’re here, Riku.”
“Why? You need to do an all-night cram study again?”
“No. Truth is…come with me.” Sora blushed and led his friend to his room.
Riku looked surprised when he saw what was on Sora’s bed.
“See?” Sora said simply.
Riku’s eyes darted back and forth between the blond and his friend then back. Then the silver-haired teen turned to Sora and grinned. “So, you do swing that way?”
Sora’s face grew to the color of crimson. “What are you talking about?! It’s not what you’re thinking!” he protested. “Besides, you’re the one who’s bi here!”
Riku held up his hands. “Chill, I was kidding.” Sora glared at him. “So, how did you come into possession of one of the most expensive models on the market?”
Sora sighed and leaned up against the wall. “I just found him in the trash. I think he’s defective because I can’t find the ‘on’ switch.”
Riku leaned over the blond and lifted the sheets. He then looked over his shoulder to Sora. “Why is he wearing your briefs?’
Sora looked shocked and looked away. “He…he…he wasn’t wearing any clothes when I f…f…found him so…well, I couldn’t just have a naked guy in my bed, you know? I had to give him something!”
Riku rolled his eyes. “You’re so innocent, it’s pathetic.”
“Shut up!”
“Anyway, you’re not going to find any ‘on’ switch on this model.” The silver-haired teen pushed a lock of hair out of his face.
“I knew it. It is defective,” Sora groaned, and let his head bang the wall.
“No, the models nowadays aren’t turned on with a switch…but a kiss.” Riku rose to his full height once more.
The brunet gazed at his longtime friend in confusion. “What?”
“A kiss. You know, K.I.S.S…smooch smooch,” Riku teased with a smirk.
Sora then looked flabbergasted. “W-why a…a…a kiss?!”
Riku shrugged. “I don’t know. Persocoms can do as many functions as their programming allows. One of the usual programs installed is–”
“I know, you don’t have to say it!” Sora covered Riku’s mouth.
“Geez, you’re uptight about all this. You’re in college, man, get your mind in the gutter once in a while.”
Sora shot another glare at his friend before looking at the boy on his bed again. Did he really have to kiss him? His heart was pounding. Well…it was just a persocom…and if the kiss didn’t work, then there was no harm done, right?
Rikku suddenly began jumping up and down singing ‘Kiss the Girl,’ except every time it came to the word ‘girl’ she changed it to ‘boy’.
Sora blushed and turned to Riku. “I…I’ll do it.”
“Okay, so–”
“But I wanna do it without you in the room.” Sora told him.
Riku raised an eyebrow. “Bashful?” But upon Sora’s third glare the teen exited and closed the door.
Sora sighed in relief and walked over to the bed. He gazed down at the blond boy and gulped. His head was still pounding with nervousness and his face was pink. He took a deep breath, got a picture in his mind of how movie actors kissed, and leaned down.
The persocom’s lips were soft and supple. Sora’s body seemed to shiver at contact with them. He kept his eyes closed until his ears started ringing with what sounded like computing noises. Sora’s blue eyes flashed open in time to see the blond boy rise to his knees, the sheet swirling around him, his spikes frizzed a bit as his body seemed to come alive.
The computing noises died and Sora sat there, gazing at the blond. The persocom, now on his hands and knees, raised his head and his eyes fluttered open. He looked around the room before seeing Sora. Their eyes met.
Sora had not seen such eyes in his life. They were like his own but lighter, like ocean sapphires. Long dark lashes accented those eyes perfectly. The boy’s hair fell down just slightly in an adorable manner and his face was the picture of boyishness.
“H-hello.” Sora smiled as best he could.
The blond did not answer; he merely stared at him. Sora scratched the back of his head. Why did he feel awkward, as if he wanted to run out of the room and hide?
Sora was taken out of his thoughts before he could answer that question. The blond had crawled toward him on all fours, and now he was nearly in Sora’s lap. The blond leaned in and looked at Sora curiously, as if he were a scientist looking at a test tube. Sora could feel his cheeks heating up, but he couldn’t take his eyes from those sea foam spheres. He wanted to speak, but his mouth wouldn’t obey any command. Then, all of the sudden, the blond smiled and touched his lips to his.
Sora was…surprised to say the least. This kiss was deep and romantic. The blond’s lips…he was reminded once again of their softness.
~This Chapter was beta corrected by Airen
Chapter Two: The Awakening
“Geez!” Sora yelled as he dropped the blond persocom onto his bed. “This thing weighs a ton. Well, I suppose they have to weigh a little more than a human because they have all that electronic stuff in them.”
He sighed and picked up one the many magazines covering his floor. “Okay, let’s see…I think that ad on the new persocoms is on page…seventy-six, was it?”
He flipped from ad to ad and stopped on a page with a picture of a package on it. “Here it is…they’re called Twilight models.”
The new model of persocom this year is the Twilight Lover model from the Diamond Wing Corporation. Rated highest in efficiency, this model of persocom has received the Genova Software Company’s First-Rate Computer award. This persocom comes highly customizable with hi-def and data back-up options, your choice of fully expandable or space-saving programs, and exterior outlook, as well as personality options made to your request. This model acts as an office notebook and home computing system the whole family can enjoy.
Sora gazed at the magazine. He was pretty sure it was the same model. The diamond wing tattoo on the persocom’s wrist was unmistakable, and this model was the only one currently available from that company that didn’t come with metal ears.
Sora closed the magazine and looked at the blond again. Why, if the persocom was such a new model, would anyone throw it in the trash? Was it stolen? He ran a hand through the boy’s hair and down his cheek. The hair felt so real, and despite its spiky appearance, it was rather soft. His skin, though cold, had a soft glow to it…
Sora shook his head. What was he doing? He calmed himself and started looking up and down the persocom’s body. He remembered the old models had to be turned on with a switch. But…he didn’t see anything anywhere on this one.
After many failed attempts, Sora gave up and flopped down on the floor. He wrung his hands through his chocolate-brown locks. He couldn’t find the switch anywhere. Was the damn thing inside or something?
It was then he heard a knock. He leaned up and walked to the door, opening it the littlest bit.
“Who is it?” he asked.
“Oh, that’s nice,” came a sarcastic reply. “It’s only your best friend.”
Sora smiled and opened the door, grinning at his visitor. “Riku-kun! I didn’t know you were coming.” Sora then noticed the little mobile persocom unit on his friend’s shoulder. “Riku…did you–”
“Yeah, like her? I just got her today. My dad just got a whole shipment of these units for his company and decided to give me one. I’ve decided to call her Rikku.” Riku chuckled.
The little persocom had long blond hair tied up in braids and strung with beads, piercing green eyes, and was dressed in what looked to be a yellow bikini with a mini skirt and blue shoes. “Hello, please pardon the intrusion.” Rikku smiled politely.
Sora beamed. “Oh wow! She’s so cute! But Riku, don’t you think you could give her a better name then that? You have no imagination.” A fist then bonked the brunet lightly on the head.
“Hey, it’s my persocom. I’ll call her what I want.”
“All right.” Sora laughed and invited them inside. “To tell you the truth, I’m glad you’re here, Riku.”
“Why? You need to do an all-night cram study again?”
“No. Truth is…come with me.” Sora blushed and led his friend to his room.
Riku looked surprised when he saw what was on Sora’s bed.
“See?” Sora said simply.
Riku’s eyes darted back and forth between the blond and his friend then back. Then the silver-haired teen turned to Sora and grinned. “So, you do swing that way?”
Sora’s face grew to the color of crimson. “What are you talking about?! It’s not what you’re thinking!” he protested. “Besides, you’re the one who’s bi here!”
Riku held up his hands. “Chill, I was kidding.” Sora glared at him. “So, how did you come into possession of one of the most expensive models on the market?”
Sora sighed and leaned up against the wall. “I just found him in the trash. I think he’s defective because I can’t find the ‘on’ switch.”
Riku leaned over the blond and lifted the sheets. He then looked over his shoulder to Sora. “Why is he wearing your briefs?’
Sora looked shocked and looked away. “He…he…he wasn’t wearing any clothes when I f…f…found him so…well, I couldn’t just have a naked guy in my bed, you know? I had to give him something!”
Riku rolled his eyes. “You’re so innocent, it’s pathetic.”
“Shut up!”
“Anyway, you’re not going to find any ‘on’ switch on this model.” The silver-haired teen pushed a lock of hair out of his face.
“I knew it. It is defective,” Sora groaned, and let his head bang the wall.
“No, the models nowadays aren’t turned on with a switch…but a kiss.” Riku rose to his full height once more.
The brunet gazed at his longtime friend in confusion. “What?”
“A kiss. You know, K.I.S.S…smooch smooch,” Riku teased with a smirk.
Sora then looked flabbergasted. “W-why a…a…a kiss?!”
Riku shrugged. “I don’t know. Persocoms can do as many functions as their programming allows. One of the usual programs installed is–”
“I know, you don’t have to say it!” Sora covered Riku’s mouth.
“Geez, you’re uptight about all this. You’re in college, man, get your mind in the gutter once in a while.”
Sora shot another glare at his friend before looking at the boy on his bed again. Did he really have to kiss him? His heart was pounding. Well…it was just a persocom…and if the kiss didn’t work, then there was no harm done, right?
Rikku suddenly began jumping up and down singing ‘Kiss the Girl,’ except every time it came to the word ‘girl’ she changed it to ‘boy’.
Sora blushed and turned to Riku. “I…I’ll do it.”
“Okay, so–”
“But I wanna do it without you in the room.” Sora told him.
Riku raised an eyebrow. “Bashful?” But upon Sora’s third glare the teen exited and closed the door.
Sora sighed in relief and walked over to the bed. He gazed down at the blond boy and gulped. His head was still pounding with nervousness and his face was pink. He took a deep breath, got a picture in his mind of how movie actors kissed, and leaned down.
The persocom’s lips were soft and supple. Sora’s body seemed to shiver at contact with them. He kept his eyes closed until his ears started ringing with what sounded like computing noises. Sora’s blue eyes flashed open in time to see the blond boy rise to his knees, the sheet swirling around him, his spikes frizzed a bit as his body seemed to come alive.
The computing noises died and Sora sat there, gazing at the blond. The persocom, now on his hands and knees, raised his head and his eyes fluttered open. He looked around the room before seeing Sora. Their eyes met.
Sora had not seen such eyes in his life. They were like his own but lighter, like ocean sapphires. Long dark lashes accented those eyes perfectly. The boy’s hair fell down just slightly in an adorable manner and his face was the picture of boyishness.
“H-hello.” Sora smiled as best he could.
The blond did not answer; he merely stared at him. Sora scratched the back of his head. Why did he feel awkward, as if he wanted to run out of the room and hide?
Sora was taken out of his thoughts before he could answer that question. The blond had crawled toward him on all fours, and now he was nearly in Sora’s lap. The blond leaned in and looked at Sora curiously, as if he were a scientist looking at a test tube. Sora could feel his cheeks heating up, but he couldn’t take his eyes from those sea foam spheres. He wanted to speak, but his mouth wouldn’t obey any command. Then, all of the sudden, the blond smiled and touched his lips to his.
Sora was…surprised to say the least. This kiss was deep and romantic. The blond’s lips…he was reminded once again of their softness.
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A/N: To be continued in Chapter Three, please comment!~This Chapter was beta corrected by Airen