------ I glaced at the bathroom door and saw Noah enter, before I screamed and hit him with one of the towels. "PERVERT!" Noah stood, looking at me blank, his mind finding a definition for this unknown word of his. "... I am not peeping at your naked body which has curves and a nice looking butt on it..." I gasped and hit him with another towel, clutching mine even tighter. "DELETE DEFINITION!" Noah looked at me blankly again before chuckling. "This isn't a definition. I am only stating a fact." I flinched before pushing him out of the door, slamming it in his face. "PERVERT!" I grabbed my nightgown and sped out the door, plopping on the bed an attacking him with one of my pillows. "PER- VERT- NOAH- YOU- BETTER- ERASE- MEMORY!!!" I screamed and attacked him more, Noah easily using his arm to block the hits like it was nothing. "I don't want to." Strangely, he wasn't obeying. I ignored the fact and screamed more, attacking him until he did. "Fine... Fine... I'll put it in the memory drive." He sighed and shut his eyes, mumbling something incoherent soon after. "Hn." I sat away from him on my bed as I punched his arm, causing it to form a small dent. "You could've crushed my circuits, woman!" "YOU DESERVED IT!" Noah acted extremely strange. I flushed when he called me that, and I sat further away from him, my cheeks flushed and huffed. "Hn!" ---- Pervert. >:3
>.> ----- We laid in silence. I couldn't sleep. I wirmed and squiggled for an hour, before Noah's arm fell onto my torso and held me still. He turned to me and huffed, before straddling me and pinning me down on my bed. "... sheesh. You just kicked me where it hurts." This information really made my eyebrow did a wiggle dance. "You can feel it?" "My developer thought it would be 'fun' if robots felt pain. So... He kinda added touch sensors..." "EHWOAH THERE HORSEY! YOU-" He nodded before I pushed even harder. "GET AWAY FROM ME-" "Sheesh. Now it really hurts. Stop kicking me. You can't move anyways." I looke above my head and saw his hand, before I groaned. "Let me go." "No." "Why?" "I don't want to." This was strange. Robots didn't have want in their minds. "My developer made me feel more human." "That's just cruel." "For you, that is." I struggled again before he leant down, our cheeks touching as he felt my heart beat. I felt something similar, yet I couldn't put my finger on it. "Let me go..." I groaned and huffed, before he turned to me. "Give me something." "What." He leaned in closer, our noses brushing. "... A kiss would be nice." But before I could retort, my lips were mushed against his. This startled me, and I expected to feel a metallic taste on my mouth. What I felt was, warmth. His arm pulled me closer, and I was practically a part of him. His developer, Noah, really must've worked hard on him... ----- I fell on the bed with a thud, as I panted for breath. He didn't even let me breathe... "So this was what Noah and Amy meant." I stared at him. He was touching his lips and eyeing me. "A kiss from a close one. They said it was a static... Only humans could experience. They made me more human... So I could experience this... This..." "Feeling." I butt in, and he nodded. "This feeling called..." "Infatuation?" He shook his head, before turning to me, cupping me cheeks and giving me a peck on the cheeks. I felt electricity surge through my veins, before I hit the bed again. "Love. Did you feel it Liberty? Did you?" I shook my head no. "Oh... Amy did say this would happen..." The name Amy rang inside my head. 'Amy... Amy... Amy...' That's it. Mother's closest friend, Amy Shion. She was one of those Japanese refugees who left before a nuclear bomb hit, causing it to experience another huge radiation... There were only a few thousand refugees left. Their technology made it a success, though. There used to be a million, but to prevent disease, the Government slaughtered the infected. I had some of their blood in me, Great great grandmother's. Mother always complimented on how Asian I looked, how healthy and beautiful I was. Elegance... Something that people lacked these days. They were so stiff in movement, it made them robots. "... Goodnight, Liberty." He turned away, and I stared at him. He was looking at the ceiling, and I fell onto my back as well. "... Noah-" "Save it." He wasn't happy, I could tell. So to cheer him up, distract him from my rejection, I snuggled up to him. I felt cold, and his previous body warmth died out. He was as cold as a statue. "... Goodnight... Noah." ---- :0