Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ The Perfect Computer ❯ Chapter Ten: Reveled ( Chapter 10 )
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By: PixieDust291 
Chapter Ten
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Chapter Ten
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Fantasy / Romance / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.12.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 314 | Status: Completed
Perfect Computer
Chapter Ten: Reveled
After kicking Riku out of his house on the basis that his taste in computer games was insane, Sora decided to calm himself down by watching a movie with Roxas. However, Roxas had other plans on his mind.
“Do you not like the movie?” Sora asked.
“Why do you say that?” Roxas purred.
“Because you seem more interested in giving me hickeys than watching the movie.”
Roxas lifted his head, where he had indeed been giving Sora red bruises to his soft flesh. “You said when we got back to the real world we were going to…” the blond cut off his sentence and wiggled his eyebrows.
Sora blushed and nodded. “Yes, I did.” He turned off the TV. “Besides, I’ve seen this movie tons of times.”
He invited Roxas into his arms and positioned the blond on his lap so they were in a comfortable “suck face” position. Roxas’ face lit up in delight, his cheeks slightly pink as he wrapped his slender arms around Sora’s waist. Sora submerged himself in Roxas’ scent. He let his lips trail over the velvety skin–his forehead, the bridge of his nose, his cheek–before he stopped and pressed his own lips to Roxas’ pink ones. Their mouths molded to one another, so hot and soft. Sora reveled in how Roxas’ body felt against his, so downy and cuddly. Everything about Roxas was so cute.
They kissed for what seemed like forever, each enjoying the passion the other was giving. Roxas’ hand traveled up Sora’s shirt and began to caress a nipple. Sora moaned into the blond’s mouth as he felt the pink nub becoming hard. Roxas lifted Sora’s shirt over his head and giggled. The feather-light touches were making both their bodies tingle.
Unfortunately for Sora, his mind chose that moment to remind him that he still had not told Roxas the truth about what he was. The brunet cursed himself and contemplated telling the blond later, but his stupid morals won in the end. He broke the kiss. “Roxas, there’s something you should know.”
Roxas, upon Sora breaking the kiss, decided that if he couldn’t have the succulent lips, then he would continue his ministrations on the brunet’s cheeks and neck. “Hmmm?”
“It’s about you…or what you are, rather. So…can you stop just for a minute?”
Roxas halted and looked at Sora, exasperated. “You know, this whole ‘let’s do it, no I’m not ready yet’ thing is getting really old.”
Sora smiled comfortingly. “I’m not saying no. I just feel you should know something first.”
The blond shrugged. “Okay, but please make it short. I’m burning,” he nearly whined. For emphasis he placed Sora’s palm on the strained fabric at his groin.
Sora blushed and tried to clear his mind. “Y-you remember that day we went to talk to Leon, and I flipped because Cloud kissed you?”
“Yeah?”
“Well, I did find out some information form Leon that day. It seems you’re not really a persocom at all…but more like a human android-type thing.”
Roxas stared at Sora. “I’m a what?”
“Um…a human with machine capabilities, I suppose is a better way to say it. I’m told by Leon you are called a Steel Angel.”
Roxas tilted his head to one side. “So, I’m not a computer, I’m a human with computer abilities.”
“Yes. That’s why you’re able to have emotions and yet you still have the flippy-computer-ear thingy.”
Roxas looked puzzled by this information rather than comforted or happy.
“What’s wrong?”
“If I’m a computer that is also human, then how do you explain that thing with Riku?”
“What thing?”
“Riku was able to access files from me, yet Leon couldn’t. When Riku hooked Rikku up to me, it was like searing pain was shooting through my entire body. But when Leon hooked me up to his laptop, I didn’t feel a thing. And Leon’s laptop showed that I had no memory data. So if that’s true, what were those pictures that Riku found? Don’t you see, Sora? If I am part computer and part human, then what is my memory? For if I have a computer memory, Leon should have been able to find files, and he didn’t. If I have a human memory, then Riku should not have been able to find files–but he did.”
Sora blinked, Roxas’ meaning slowly sinking into his brain. Roxas had to be a computer, because Riku was able to access files. He also had a USB connector inside his ear, and Roxas had started working the moment Sora kissed him–not to mention the blond had immediately fallen in love with him. Human beings didn’t do those things. Yet Roxas had emotions, seemed to have no computer-like memory data, and was able to eat food. So that showed that Roxas was human.
Sora clutched his head. It was like where one thing proved one thing, another would prove something else. He wished he had asked Leon many more questions so that way he and Roxas would have some answers.
“How are Steel Angels made?”
Roxas’ question brought Sora out of his thoughts. “What?”
“How are Steel Angels made?” Roxas reiterated with a determined look.
“I…I don’t know. But Leon said…you know what, I’ll just call Leon. I believe I have his number on that address paper,” Sora said, getting up and walking over t the phone.
Just as he reached for the phone, a loud explosion blew the front door off its hinges and into the living room. The small apartment filled with a thick gray smoke and Sora found himself coughing and his eyes gushing tears. His body felt sapped of strength and he could barely see his own hand in front of his face. He managed to crawl back to the couch and was relieved when he felt Roxas’ arms twine around his shoulders.
Through watery eyes, Sora saw a team of men in black suits with masks on enter the room. They held what looked to be guns with metal spikes on the end. Before Sora could even speak, a man grabbed Roxas by the arm and thrashed him away from Sora.
“Roxas!” Sora yelled and reached out for the blond–only to be restrained by two other men in black. Roxas, who was struggling against his captor’s grip, sharply turned his torso, laying his fist into one of the men’s face. The blond spun, kicked, and attacked like he was some sort of Jackie Chan duplicate, making some of the men in black back off.
Sora looked on in dismay as his cries and struggles grew more frantic. Roxas turned and looked at Sora, blue eyes wide with terror…and what looked like determination. One man walked up to the blond. Roxas shifted his stance and looked like he was ready to leap when the member spoke–
“283!70*hgcat643.”
Roxas stopped, convulsed in sharp spasms, and collapsed to the floor, unconscious.
Sora turned his body roughly to the side and sank his teeth into his captor’s arm. The man yelled and released him. Sora hit the ground and immediately tried to stand, only to receive several searing jolts to his side. He collapsed to the floor, jerking. Every nerve of his body felt raped with intense pain.
He moved his head to one side and blinked. He saw the men putting Roxas in a black body bag. “N-no,” Sora gasped.
“Well, at least we have #13 back,” came a voice that Sora’s foggy mind vaguely remembered. His mind fought the pain as it tried to recall. Suddenly it came to him. Demyx, the guy from Tifa’s restaurant!
“Yeah, and at a good time too. The company’s starting to get really impatient about our new model, and so far #13’s been the only model to survive.”
“Yes, he’s the only model we have that we can collect data from and duplicate.”
“What should we do with the kid?”
“Leave him, but wipe his memory. We don’t need some lovestruck punk following #13 everywhere. And clean this mess up, too.”
“But he has been around #13 for some time. He’s probably contributed to #13’s data collection. Superior, perhaps we should–”
“What would you have me do, Demyx? Give the boy a fucking trophy? I couldn’t care less what information he has given #13 that will help us in our completion of our project. Just do your job.”
“Yes, Superior.”
Demyx knelt down in front of Sora’s vision and pressed a black device with a purple ball to his head. “Sorry, Sora, but this is for your own good. I really am sorry.” Demyx pushed the button and Sora’s eyes bulged before closing soundly.
He set Sora’s sleeping head down and gave a hand motion for the men around him to get to work. He turned to leave, but halted when he saw Riku at he door.
“What are you doing here?” Riku said venomously.
“I should be the one asking questions. Why didn’t you inform the company of #13’s whereabouts?” Demyx asked.
“I was going to, but when Sora started asking questions, I too grew curious about what exactly you were doing. And now that I know, I don’t agree with what you murderers are doing at all.”
Demyx sighed. “Neither do I, but I myself have no choice in the matter. They track my every move just to make sure I don’t tell. If I ever do…then I’ll die, and my body will be used.”
“I’m going to inform my father. I’m sure what the company is doing violates many persocom manufacturing laws.”
Demyx’s eyes narrowed and two men came up behind Riku. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can let you do that.”
A/N: Woo! More will be revealed in the next chapter! Until then, please review!
Chapter Ten: Reveled
After kicking Riku out of his house on the basis that his taste in computer games was insane, Sora decided to calm himself down by watching a movie with Roxas. However, Roxas had other plans on his mind.
“Do you not like the movie?” Sora asked.
“Why do you say that?” Roxas purred.
“Because you seem more interested in giving me hickeys than watching the movie.”
Roxas lifted his head, where he had indeed been giving Sora red bruises to his soft flesh. “You said when we got back to the real world we were going to…” the blond cut off his sentence and wiggled his eyebrows.
Sora blushed and nodded. “Yes, I did.” He turned off the TV. “Besides, I’ve seen this movie tons of times.”
He invited Roxas into his arms and positioned the blond on his lap so they were in a comfortable “suck face” position. Roxas’ face lit up in delight, his cheeks slightly pink as he wrapped his slender arms around Sora’s waist. Sora submerged himself in Roxas’ scent. He let his lips trail over the velvety skin–his forehead, the bridge of his nose, his cheek–before he stopped and pressed his own lips to Roxas’ pink ones. Their mouths molded to one another, so hot and soft. Sora reveled in how Roxas’ body felt against his, so downy and cuddly. Everything about Roxas was so cute.
They kissed for what seemed like forever, each enjoying the passion the other was giving. Roxas’ hand traveled up Sora’s shirt and began to caress a nipple. Sora moaned into the blond’s mouth as he felt the pink nub becoming hard. Roxas lifted Sora’s shirt over his head and giggled. The feather-light touches were making both their bodies tingle.
Unfortunately for Sora, his mind chose that moment to remind him that he still had not told Roxas the truth about what he was. The brunet cursed himself and contemplated telling the blond later, but his stupid morals won in the end. He broke the kiss. “Roxas, there’s something you should know.”
Roxas, upon Sora breaking the kiss, decided that if he couldn’t have the succulent lips, then he would continue his ministrations on the brunet’s cheeks and neck. “Hmmm?”
“It’s about you…or what you are, rather. So…can you stop just for a minute?”
Roxas halted and looked at Sora, exasperated. “You know, this whole ‘let’s do it, no I’m not ready yet’ thing is getting really old.”
Sora smiled comfortingly. “I’m not saying no. I just feel you should know something first.”
The blond shrugged. “Okay, but please make it short. I’m burning,” he nearly whined. For emphasis he placed Sora’s palm on the strained fabric at his groin.
Sora blushed and tried to clear his mind. “Y-you remember that day we went to talk to Leon, and I flipped because Cloud kissed you?”
“Yeah?”
“Well, I did find out some information form Leon that day. It seems you’re not really a persocom at all…but more like a human android-type thing.”
Roxas stared at Sora. “I’m a what?”
“Um…a human with machine capabilities, I suppose is a better way to say it. I’m told by Leon you are called a Steel Angel.”
Roxas tilted his head to one side. “So, I’m not a computer, I’m a human with computer abilities.”
“Yes. That’s why you’re able to have emotions and yet you still have the flippy-computer-ear thingy.”
Roxas looked puzzled by this information rather than comforted or happy.
“What’s wrong?”
“If I’m a computer that is also human, then how do you explain that thing with Riku?”
“What thing?”
“Riku was able to access files from me, yet Leon couldn’t. When Riku hooked Rikku up to me, it was like searing pain was shooting through my entire body. But when Leon hooked me up to his laptop, I didn’t feel a thing. And Leon’s laptop showed that I had no memory data. So if that’s true, what were those pictures that Riku found? Don’t you see, Sora? If I am part computer and part human, then what is my memory? For if I have a computer memory, Leon should have been able to find files, and he didn’t. If I have a human memory, then Riku should not have been able to find files–but he did.”
Sora blinked, Roxas’ meaning slowly sinking into his brain. Roxas had to be a computer, because Riku was able to access files. He also had a USB connector inside his ear, and Roxas had started working the moment Sora kissed him–not to mention the blond had immediately fallen in love with him. Human beings didn’t do those things. Yet Roxas had emotions, seemed to have no computer-like memory data, and was able to eat food. So that showed that Roxas was human.
Sora clutched his head. It was like where one thing proved one thing, another would prove something else. He wished he had asked Leon many more questions so that way he and Roxas would have some answers.
“How are Steel Angels made?”
Roxas’ question brought Sora out of his thoughts. “What?”
“How are Steel Angels made?” Roxas reiterated with a determined look.
“I…I don’t know. But Leon said…you know what, I’ll just call Leon. I believe I have his number on that address paper,” Sora said, getting up and walking over t the phone.
Just as he reached for the phone, a loud explosion blew the front door off its hinges and into the living room. The small apartment filled with a thick gray smoke and Sora found himself coughing and his eyes gushing tears. His body felt sapped of strength and he could barely see his own hand in front of his face. He managed to crawl back to the couch and was relieved when he felt Roxas’ arms twine around his shoulders.
Through watery eyes, Sora saw a team of men in black suits with masks on enter the room. They held what looked to be guns with metal spikes on the end. Before Sora could even speak, a man grabbed Roxas by the arm and thrashed him away from Sora.
“Roxas!” Sora yelled and reached out for the blond–only to be restrained by two other men in black. Roxas, who was struggling against his captor’s grip, sharply turned his torso, laying his fist into one of the men’s face. The blond spun, kicked, and attacked like he was some sort of Jackie Chan duplicate, making some of the men in black back off.
Sora looked on in dismay as his cries and struggles grew more frantic. Roxas turned and looked at Sora, blue eyes wide with terror…and what looked like determination. One man walked up to the blond. Roxas shifted his stance and looked like he was ready to leap when the member spoke–
“283!70*hgcat643.”
Roxas stopped, convulsed in sharp spasms, and collapsed to the floor, unconscious.
Sora turned his body roughly to the side and sank his teeth into his captor’s arm. The man yelled and released him. Sora hit the ground and immediately tried to stand, only to receive several searing jolts to his side. He collapsed to the floor, jerking. Every nerve of his body felt raped with intense pain.
He moved his head to one side and blinked. He saw the men putting Roxas in a black body bag. “N-no,” Sora gasped.
“Well, at least we have #13 back,” came a voice that Sora’s foggy mind vaguely remembered. His mind fought the pain as it tried to recall. Suddenly it came to him. Demyx, the guy from Tifa’s restaurant!
“Yeah, and at a good time too. The company’s starting to get really impatient about our new model, and so far #13’s been the only model to survive.”
“Yes, he’s the only model we have that we can collect data from and duplicate.”
“What should we do with the kid?”
“Leave him, but wipe his memory. We don’t need some lovestruck punk following #13 everywhere. And clean this mess up, too.”
“But he has been around #13 for some time. He’s probably contributed to #13’s data collection. Superior, perhaps we should–”
“What would you have me do, Demyx? Give the boy a fucking trophy? I couldn’t care less what information he has given #13 that will help us in our completion of our project. Just do your job.”
“Yes, Superior.”
Demyx knelt down in front of Sora’s vision and pressed a black device with a purple ball to his head. “Sorry, Sora, but this is for your own good. I really am sorry.” Demyx pushed the button and Sora’s eyes bulged before closing soundly.
He set Sora’s sleeping head down and gave a hand motion for the men around him to get to work. He turned to leave, but halted when he saw Riku at he door.
“What are you doing here?” Riku said venomously.
“I should be the one asking questions. Why didn’t you inform the company of #13’s whereabouts?” Demyx asked.
“I was going to, but when Sora started asking questions, I too grew curious about what exactly you were doing. And now that I know, I don’t agree with what you murderers are doing at all.”
Demyx sighed. “Neither do I, but I myself have no choice in the matter. They track my every move just to make sure I don’t tell. If I ever do…then I’ll die, and my body will be used.”
“I’m going to inform my father. I’m sure what the company is doing violates many persocom manufacturing laws.”
Demyx’s eyes narrowed and two men came up behind Riku. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can let you do that.”
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~T his Chapter was beta corrected by AirenA/N: Woo! More will be revealed in the next chapter! Until then, please review!