[Multi-Chapter]: Chobits 23/?
Title:Chobits
Chapter:23/?
Pairings:OhnoxNino, ShoxAiba
Extra Characters:Yamada Ryosuke (as Kotoko), Hosoda Yoshihiko (as Yoshiyuki Kojima)
Genre/Rating:AU, Humor, Fluff, Romance, Sci-fi/PG-13
Disclaimer:Idea taken from original manga Chobits by Clamp. Almost all the quotes are from the manga as well.
Word Count:2138
Summary:Ohno Satoshi, the computer illiterate young man who lives in the 22nd century full of androids everywhere?! What will happen when this young man meets one android that was meant to be thrown away?
A/N:The plot will go exactly like the manga, but there will be some changes cause this is my story. I don't plan on making chobits seem weird. Just decided to share because it was my first manga that I came to love. If you don't wanna read this, then don't.
Fanfic Masterpost
Ohno walked home, slumped over from exhaustion and the fact that they were unable to pinpoint exactly where Nino was and what had happened to him. He hoped that at least, Nino would be in the apartment somehow by the time he got back and would be seen reading his favorite book by the window. Sighing, he walked on what seemed like a long road towards the apartment complex.
Along the way, Chinen declared that he had to sleep because his battery was close to zero percent. By then, Ohno had made it back to the apartment complex. Unaware by his surroundings, he passed by the mailboxes and failed to notice a tiny camera hidden in the first box.
“I’m sorry, Satoshi…but this could be for the best… for both you and Nino,” Kato said sympathetically as she watched a brooding Satoshi on her big screen walk past the entrance. She could do nothing but watch the poor student suffer by himself, wishing she could somehow offer help but she couldn’t. Not when she kept a promise to him of not interfering at all…
Ohno swung his apartment door open, hoping that maybe, just maybe Nino was in his apartment. But to his luck, Nino wasn’t there. Both his shoes and Nino himself wasn’t around to greet him back home. Sighing heavily, he discarded his own shoes by the entrance, sat by the window, and placed the sleeping note-persocom on his lap.
It was entirely his fault. He should have taken Okamoto’s warning seriously about Nino and should have walked him to the bakery that afternoon instead of letting him walk alone. If only he had some notion of this ever happening, it could have been prevented and Nino would be here, with him, reading a book or playing with Chinen.
Ohno looked up and saw the lamp hanging on the ceiling. He remembered back when he thought that someone had taken Nino, but Nino was hanging from above prepared to surprise him. Then there was that time when Nino went missing before, back when Nino was looking for a job after finding out that Ohno was broke.
Persocoms just do as they’re programmed, he reminded himself when as image of Nino smiling wide like an innocent boy flashed in his mind. He figured that Nino must be the same way, taking note how Nino always tries to make him happy. In the back of his mind, he wondered if that was how Nino’s former owner had programmed him to be that way. Even so… why had the owner given up Nino in the first place? Of course, he couldn’t deny anymore that Nino was absolutely adorable in every way. What could have happened to make his owner give up on him when he’s so adorable? His mind flashed back to the time when he first saw Nino, lying so peacefully among the garbage. If his former owner had died, maybe that’s why Nino was left in the trash.
“Nino… I just hope something awful hasn’t happened.”
All of a sudden, Chinen’s eyes opened and he stood erect. “Telephone! Telephone! Ring-ring, ring-ring!” Chinen blared as he waved his tambourine around.
It took Ohno a moment to recover from the sudden sound before he told the note-persocom to connect him through. Once Chinen was settled on his lap, he sat down and connected Ohno through the call.
“Hey. You alive, Ohno?”
For a second, he couldn’t recognize the voice, but he knew no one else other than Okamoto, Jun, and Sho who would call him. And it was more likely for Sho to call him at this hour and all since they used to chat sometimes at night about school work.
“Sakurai?!” Ohno gasped, startled that his friend had called him after a long while.
“Yeah,” Sho chuckled. “I just got back.” Sho glanced to his right and saw a flushed Aiba sitting on the edge of the bed. They were already currently unpacking a few things in his apartment, but he got distracted when he remembered about his friend.
“So… are you and Aiba-sensei OK now?” Ohno asked curiously. He wondered what they were up to, now that they were back from their escape.
“That’s right! Masaki finally caved in to my terms,” he confirmed and smiled when he saw that Aiba was blushing red.
Since his friend called at such an opportune time, he was curious about something. “Hey, Sho… do persocoms feel pain?”
“...Eh?”
“If something awful happens do they feel pain… or suffering?” Ohno clarified so his friend could understand what he was trying to ask. He hoped that his friend could provide considerable information about persocoms, however, Sho decided to tease him.
“Hey, hey! I don’t mean to pry into your personal life, but, dude, I never pegged you for the S&M type. Whatever floats your--”
“No!” Ohno interrupted him, his nose flaring in irritation. “It’s just that… sometimes Nino would always look pained as if she really is physically and mentally hurt… How’s that possible?”
“Oh, do that’s that this is about… No, they won’t feel pain unless they’re programmed to,” Sho explained.
“But he said before that his heart hurt. Doesn’t that mean his body could hurt, too?”
“Well, yeah. It’s possible. If he’s programmed for that. But you still don’t know how he’s wired, do you?”
“No.”
“Then you’ll have to ask your persocom directly.”
“But… Nino’s not here!” He exclaimed, blaming himself yet again for Nino’s disappearance.
“Yeah, uh, Ohno… You’re really worried. I won’t know what’s been going on, but you’re totally freaking out here. So let me be blunt,” Sho paused and sighed before he continued. “Even if your persocom is programmed to feel pain… you can wipe the memory of that pain from its hard drive, and it’s as if the pain never happened. Now, are you still worried?”
Of course he was worried, even if Sho gave him an informational advice. But if he were to take off that programming, would Nino still be the same?
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Nino decided to stay on the bed, having nothing better to do than sit there unoccupied. However, when he moved slightly, he felt something hard underneath him. He reached for it and realized that he had the book from the bookstore. Frowning, Nino took it and hugged it close to his chest. “Satoshi…”
”But… someone will come to stop it,” the darker bunny said.
“Someone will come to prevent me from finding the someone just for me?” The lighter bunny repeated and tilted its head to the side.
“And… that person will take care of me, but it’s not because I’m me. That person is kind,” the darker bunny pointed out as a person approached the lighter bunny with a smile on the person’s face.
“To all people and all of them, he is kind,” the lighter bunny added in. “Right. That person is kind, and probably no just towards me.”
“But even if that person is kind to all, his kindness should be a little different each time… because that person is a person.
“That’s right. A person’s heart can’t stay the same forever. A person’s heart changes a little bit every day… because that is their nature.
“It can be different. It doesn’t always have to be the same.”
The lighter bunny lowered its head after listening to the darker bunny explain a true person’s nature. “If he finds in me the things that make me special. If he likes me because I am me…”
“Little by little,” Nino read aloud, “things that are different…”
Beside him, Yamada clicked his tongue and shook his head disapprovingly as he watched the persocom read to himself. At least, for a clueless persocom, he could read. “How can you be reading a picture book at a time like this? You really are clueless.”
“Does Yamada have one?” Nino asked the note-persocom curiously as he closed the book shut.
“Huh?”
“Someone who finds the things in Yamada that are different from everyone else. Someone who likes Yamada because you are Yamada,” he explained, wondering if Yamada thought the same way he did. He had asked Chinen before, too, but Chinen said that there is no one as long as he makes his master happy.
“My master is an expert at finding things about me that are different, but whether or not he likes me…” the note-persocom crossed his arms over his chest. “That’s a different story.”
“Nino?”
“He may have liked me before, but it seems that, at least for the moment, his interest have drifted… elsewhere.”
“Interests? Does that mean to like?”
“You could say that.”
“To have an interest means to be drawn to someone, so it’s probably okay to think of it as liking.”
“Yoshihiko used to like Yamada and now he likes someone else?”
“It seems that way.”
“Who?”
The note-persocom approached Nino and placed a small finger on his nose. “You.”
“Nino? Why?” Why would Yoshihiko want him when Satoshi already had him? He was confused, and wondered if Satoshi was okay with it. Then he remembered how the darker bunny in the book said that people’s heart changed and thought about Yoshihiko. Perhaps, was Satoshi the same?
“Because you may be a “Chobit.” “
He’s heard that word before from Okamoto-san, but no one has clarified or defined it. Maybe Yamada can tell him about it. “What is a “Chobit?” “
“No human or persocom can answer that accurately… But the “Chobits” series of persocoms are so special, no one even knows for sure that they exist.”
“Special? What does special mean?”
Yamada shook his head disapprovingly at Nino. “With all the empty space in your head, your owner could have at least installed dictionary software… fine, I’ll use mine.”
The note-persocom held out his hand and showed three fingers.
1.Surpassing what is common or usual; exceptional.
2. Distinct among others of a kind.
3.Peculiar to a specific person or thing; particular.
“It can also be use as a noun,” Yamada added in and shrugged, “not that you care.”
“Does that mean it’s different from others?” Nino asked simply after taking in what Yamada had taught him.
Yamada nodded his head.
“So, Yoshihiko wants to find out what makes Nino different from the others?”
“Duh. That’s why he brought you here.”
“But… Nino and Satoshi…” He wondered if Satoshi was really okay with this, but then again he hasn’t seen Satoshi since that morning and he hasn’t heard a word from him since. Where was Satoshi? Nino would like to see him soon, though.
“Satoshi is the person who found you?”
“Yes!” Nino piped up at the mention of Satoshi’s name. Although he hasn’t seen him since that morning, thinking about Satoshi and when someone mentioned Satoshi, it made him happy.
“This Satoshi is a good person, right?”
Nino gasped. “How does Yamada know?”
“Please. The way you act whenever you talk about him, it’s obvious you’re crazy about the guy.”
Nino nodded his head and smiled. Satoshi was always kind and he was never rough towards him since day one. Even if Nino barely knew a thing, even when Nino was sometimes confused and it took Satoshi a million tries and explanation for him to get something right, Satoshi was always kind to him. He liked it when Satoshi smiled, when Satoshi laughed, and especially when Satoshi patted his head or hugged him unexpectedly. “Satoshi is very kind to me,” Nino confirmed. “Nino smiles when Satoshi is happy.”
“Yamada is Yoshihiko’s persocom?”
“Yep. He made me himself.”
“Yamada is about the sane size as Chinen,” Nino pointed out and put a hand on Yamada’s head.
“Get yer hands off of me!” Yamada yelled and held out a clenched fist in front of Nino. “Who is Chinen?!”
“Chinen is Satoshi’s friend’s notebook persocom. I think he is Satoshi’s now.”
Yamada lifted his chin and crossed his arms over his chest. “I may be notebook size, but I’m desktop powerful, got that?!”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“Good things come in small packages. That’s what my master used to say,” Yamada explained. “But he’s only human. It’s difficult to keep a person interested without new features and stimuli. You can upgrade a persocom, but in the end, it’s just easy to get a new one. Just like how my master took interest in you. I’m sure in time,” Yamada pointed at Nino, “the same thing will happen with your Satoshi.”
Nino frowned. It was just like how the dark bunny explained it in the book. Somehow, the thought of it made Nino sad and his heart felt painful. Is that how Satoshi feels right now?
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A/N: Comments are <3! Decided not to post Home Sweet Home because I'm busy catching up with my sis-in-law. I'll probably post tomorrow.
Chapter:23/?
Pairings:OhnoxNino, ShoxAiba
Extra Characters:Yamada Ryosuke (as Kotoko), Hosoda Yoshihiko (as Yoshiyuki Kojima)
Genre/Rating:AU, Humor, Fluff, Romance, Sci-fi/PG-13
Disclaimer:Idea taken from original manga Chobits by Clamp. Almost all the quotes are from the manga as well.
Word Count:2138
Summary:Ohno Satoshi, the computer illiterate young man who lives in the 22nd century full of androids everywhere?! What will happen when this young man meets one android that was meant to be thrown away?
A/N:The plot will go exactly like the manga, but there will be some changes cause this is my story. I don't plan on making chobits seem weird. Just decided to share because it was my first manga that I came to love. If you don't wanna read this, then don't.
Fanfic Masterpost
Ohno walked home, slumped over from exhaustion and the fact that they were unable to pinpoint exactly where Nino was and what had happened to him. He hoped that at least, Nino would be in the apartment somehow by the time he got back and would be seen reading his favorite book by the window. Sighing, he walked on what seemed like a long road towards the apartment complex.
Along the way, Chinen declared that he had to sleep because his battery was close to zero percent. By then, Ohno had made it back to the apartment complex. Unaware by his surroundings, he passed by the mailboxes and failed to notice a tiny camera hidden in the first box.
“I’m sorry, Satoshi…but this could be for the best… for both you and Nino,” Kato said sympathetically as she watched a brooding Satoshi on her big screen walk past the entrance. She could do nothing but watch the poor student suffer by himself, wishing she could somehow offer help but she couldn’t. Not when she kept a promise to him of not interfering at all…
Ohno swung his apartment door open, hoping that maybe, just maybe Nino was in his apartment. But to his luck, Nino wasn’t there. Both his shoes and Nino himself wasn’t around to greet him back home. Sighing heavily, he discarded his own shoes by the entrance, sat by the window, and placed the sleeping note-persocom on his lap.
It was entirely his fault. He should have taken Okamoto’s warning seriously about Nino and should have walked him to the bakery that afternoon instead of letting him walk alone. If only he had some notion of this ever happening, it could have been prevented and Nino would be here, with him, reading a book or playing with Chinen.
Ohno looked up and saw the lamp hanging on the ceiling. He remembered back when he thought that someone had taken Nino, but Nino was hanging from above prepared to surprise him. Then there was that time when Nino went missing before, back when Nino was looking for a job after finding out that Ohno was broke.
Persocoms just do as they’re programmed, he reminded himself when as image of Nino smiling wide like an innocent boy flashed in his mind. He figured that Nino must be the same way, taking note how Nino always tries to make him happy. In the back of his mind, he wondered if that was how Nino’s former owner had programmed him to be that way. Even so… why had the owner given up Nino in the first place? Of course, he couldn’t deny anymore that Nino was absolutely adorable in every way. What could have happened to make his owner give up on him when he’s so adorable? His mind flashed back to the time when he first saw Nino, lying so peacefully among the garbage. If his former owner had died, maybe that’s why Nino was left in the trash.
“Nino… I just hope something awful hasn’t happened.”
All of a sudden, Chinen’s eyes opened and he stood erect. “Telephone! Telephone! Ring-ring, ring-ring!” Chinen blared as he waved his tambourine around.
It took Ohno a moment to recover from the sudden sound before he told the note-persocom to connect him through. Once Chinen was settled on his lap, he sat down and connected Ohno through the call.
“Hey. You alive, Ohno?”
For a second, he couldn’t recognize the voice, but he knew no one else other than Okamoto, Jun, and Sho who would call him. And it was more likely for Sho to call him at this hour and all since they used to chat sometimes at night about school work.
“Sakurai?!” Ohno gasped, startled that his friend had called him after a long while.
“Yeah,” Sho chuckled. “I just got back.” Sho glanced to his right and saw a flushed Aiba sitting on the edge of the bed. They were already currently unpacking a few things in his apartment, but he got distracted when he remembered about his friend.
“So… are you and Aiba-sensei OK now?” Ohno asked curiously. He wondered what they were up to, now that they were back from their escape.
“That’s right! Masaki finally caved in to my terms,” he confirmed and smiled when he saw that Aiba was blushing red.
Since his friend called at such an opportune time, he was curious about something. “Hey, Sho… do persocoms feel pain?”
“...Eh?”
“If something awful happens do they feel pain… or suffering?” Ohno clarified so his friend could understand what he was trying to ask. He hoped that his friend could provide considerable information about persocoms, however, Sho decided to tease him.
“Hey, hey! I don’t mean to pry into your personal life, but, dude, I never pegged you for the S&M type. Whatever floats your--”
“No!” Ohno interrupted him, his nose flaring in irritation. “It’s just that… sometimes Nino would always look pained as if she really is physically and mentally hurt… How’s that possible?”
“Oh, do that’s that this is about… No, they won’t feel pain unless they’re programmed to,” Sho explained.
“But he said before that his heart hurt. Doesn’t that mean his body could hurt, too?”
“Well, yeah. It’s possible. If he’s programmed for that. But you still don’t know how he’s wired, do you?”
“No.”
“Then you’ll have to ask your persocom directly.”
“But… Nino’s not here!” He exclaimed, blaming himself yet again for Nino’s disappearance.
“Yeah, uh, Ohno… You’re really worried. I won’t know what’s been going on, but you’re totally freaking out here. So let me be blunt,” Sho paused and sighed before he continued. “Even if your persocom is programmed to feel pain… you can wipe the memory of that pain from its hard drive, and it’s as if the pain never happened. Now, are you still worried?”
Of course he was worried, even if Sho gave him an informational advice. But if he were to take off that programming, would Nino still be the same?
\\\♥///
Nino decided to stay on the bed, having nothing better to do than sit there unoccupied. However, when he moved slightly, he felt something hard underneath him. He reached for it and realized that he had the book from the bookstore. Frowning, Nino took it and hugged it close to his chest. “Satoshi…”
”But… someone will come to stop it,” the darker bunny said.
“Someone will come to prevent me from finding the someone just for me?” The lighter bunny repeated and tilted its head to the side.
“And… that person will take care of me, but it’s not because I’m me. That person is kind,” the darker bunny pointed out as a person approached the lighter bunny with a smile on the person’s face.
“To all people and all of them, he is kind,” the lighter bunny added in. “Right. That person is kind, and probably no just towards me.”
“But even if that person is kind to all, his kindness should be a little different each time… because that person is a person.
“That’s right. A person’s heart can’t stay the same forever. A person’s heart changes a little bit every day… because that is their nature.
“It can be different. It doesn’t always have to be the same.”
The lighter bunny lowered its head after listening to the darker bunny explain a true person’s nature. “If he finds in me the things that make me special. If he likes me because I am me…”
“Little by little,” Nino read aloud, “things that are different…”
Beside him, Yamada clicked his tongue and shook his head disapprovingly as he watched the persocom read to himself. At least, for a clueless persocom, he could read. “How can you be reading a picture book at a time like this? You really are clueless.”
“Does Yamada have one?” Nino asked the note-persocom curiously as he closed the book shut.
“Huh?”
“Someone who finds the things in Yamada that are different from everyone else. Someone who likes Yamada because you are Yamada,” he explained, wondering if Yamada thought the same way he did. He had asked Chinen before, too, but Chinen said that there is no one as long as he makes his master happy.
“My master is an expert at finding things about me that are different, but whether or not he likes me…” the note-persocom crossed his arms over his chest. “That’s a different story.”
“Nino?”
“He may have liked me before, but it seems that, at least for the moment, his interest have drifted… elsewhere.”
“Interests? Does that mean to like?”
“You could say that.”
“To have an interest means to be drawn to someone, so it’s probably okay to think of it as liking.”
“Yoshihiko used to like Yamada and now he likes someone else?”
“It seems that way.”
“Who?”
The note-persocom approached Nino and placed a small finger on his nose. “You.”
“Nino? Why?” Why would Yoshihiko want him when Satoshi already had him? He was confused, and wondered if Satoshi was okay with it. Then he remembered how the darker bunny in the book said that people’s heart changed and thought about Yoshihiko. Perhaps, was Satoshi the same?
“Because you may be a “Chobit.” “
He’s heard that word before from Okamoto-san, but no one has clarified or defined it. Maybe Yamada can tell him about it. “What is a “Chobit?” “
“No human or persocom can answer that accurately… But the “Chobits” series of persocoms are so special, no one even knows for sure that they exist.”
“Special? What does special mean?”
Yamada shook his head disapprovingly at Nino. “With all the empty space in your head, your owner could have at least installed dictionary software… fine, I’ll use mine.”
The note-persocom held out his hand and showed three fingers.
1.Surpassing what is common or usual; exceptional.
2. Distinct among others of a kind.
3.Peculiar to a specific person or thing; particular.
“It can also be use as a noun,” Yamada added in and shrugged, “not that you care.”
“Does that mean it’s different from others?” Nino asked simply after taking in what Yamada had taught him.
Yamada nodded his head.
“So, Yoshihiko wants to find out what makes Nino different from the others?”
“Duh. That’s why he brought you here.”
“But… Nino and Satoshi…” He wondered if Satoshi was really okay with this, but then again he hasn’t seen Satoshi since that morning and he hasn’t heard a word from him since. Where was Satoshi? Nino would like to see him soon, though.
“Satoshi is the person who found you?”
“Yes!” Nino piped up at the mention of Satoshi’s name. Although he hasn’t seen him since that morning, thinking about Satoshi and when someone mentioned Satoshi, it made him happy.
“This Satoshi is a good person, right?”
Nino gasped. “How does Yamada know?”
“Please. The way you act whenever you talk about him, it’s obvious you’re crazy about the guy.”
Nino nodded his head and smiled. Satoshi was always kind and he was never rough towards him since day one. Even if Nino barely knew a thing, even when Nino was sometimes confused and it took Satoshi a million tries and explanation for him to get something right, Satoshi was always kind to him. He liked it when Satoshi smiled, when Satoshi laughed, and especially when Satoshi patted his head or hugged him unexpectedly. “Satoshi is very kind to me,” Nino confirmed. “Nino smiles when Satoshi is happy.”
“Yamada is Yoshihiko’s persocom?”
“Yep. He made me himself.”
“Yamada is about the sane size as Chinen,” Nino pointed out and put a hand on Yamada’s head.
“Get yer hands off of me!” Yamada yelled and held out a clenched fist in front of Nino. “Who is Chinen?!”
“Chinen is Satoshi’s friend’s notebook persocom. I think he is Satoshi’s now.”
Yamada lifted his chin and crossed his arms over his chest. “I may be notebook size, but I’m desktop powerful, got that?!”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“Good things come in small packages. That’s what my master used to say,” Yamada explained. “But he’s only human. It’s difficult to keep a person interested without new features and stimuli. You can upgrade a persocom, but in the end, it’s just easy to get a new one. Just like how my master took interest in you. I’m sure in time,” Yamada pointed at Nino, “the same thing will happen with your Satoshi.”
Nino frowned. It was just like how the dark bunny explained it in the book. Somehow, the thought of it made Nino sad and his heart felt painful. Is that how Satoshi feels right now?
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A/N: Comments are <3! Decided not to post Home Sweet Home because I'm busy catching up with my sis-in-law. I'll probably post tomorrow.