http://derptacular.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] derptacular.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] adddictions2010-07-03 10:00 am

THE RETURN OF THE SONGFIC MEME.

~the songficbit meme~

→ post with a list of your characters.
→ people will choose one character or a pairing of their choice.
→ after choosing, write:
→ (5) snippets per character
→ to (5) songs of your (the writer's) choice.

[identity profile] hopeandapromise.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF YES. I AM SO IN ON THIS I actually got a fuckton done last time. O3o

Dante
Tidus
Rukia
Yosuke
Izanami
Atom
Sora
Tres
Hope

And for shits and giggles/srs bsns:

Shuyin
Ada
France
Edited 2010-07-03 16:12 (UTC)

01 :: Kyoto - Ferry Corsten

[identity profile] theman-inred.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
The horizon stretched as far as she could see, the sun slowly rising and lighting the nearby plateaus. Sheva could only watch in silence, eyes ever changing as the sunrise colored everything in a warm glow. It was breathtaking, ever changing, and yet, still there.

It was one of the reasons she was still here, fighting for her home, even after Wesker was gone.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself there." The sound of a familiar voice made her turn, coming face to face with Dante. The man in red had a habit of showing up when she'd least expected it, but sometimes, she didn't mind it. "Some things don't need to be touched to be beautiful."

"Yes." She didn't say much- she didn't need to, really. He understood. He always did. They somehow knew what to say and to leave in the silence, and still understand.

Dante turned a bit, letting the sun hit his face as time passed. He wore his usual grin, and she couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Good a reason as any to keep fighting. As long as you've got one, that's all it takes." She nodded at this, smiling, and decided to get moving.

Sometimes that was all she needed to keep her believing. The hope for a better tomorrow, one that was free from any pain or suffering.

02 :: Sirens of the Sea (Sonorous Remix) - OceanLab

[identity profile] theman-inred.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Take my hand, take my hand yeah take my hand
Follow me, follow me yeah let's go
To the sand, to the sand the purest sand
Into the sea, into the sea yeah let's go

Out beyond the water's edge, far out past the coral ledge
Underneath the diamond dancing lights
Chase the world from far below, silent sleeping indigo
Drifting down into the endless night

I cannot resist your call, I cannot resist your call

Take my hand, take my hand yeah take my hand
Follow me, follow me yeah let's go
To the sand, to the sand the purest sand
Into the sea, into the sea yeah let's go

Leaving reason far behind, nothing here is cruel or kind
Only your desire to set me free
Let us lie here all alone, worn away like river stone
Let us be the Sirens of the Sea

I cannot resist your call, I cannot resist your call


When he moved, she followed. When he touched, she shuddered. When he spoke, she answered. It was something of a relationship, if you could even call it that. A strange attraction, one that they felt attached to the other, yet couldn't follow through.

They both knew they were from different worlds. They both knew that they had to defend humanity, one way or another. And they both knew that trying to be anything more than just friends would only make things worse then they already were.

That didn't make it hurt any less.

Sheva was a beautiful woman, one who knew how to keep her calm in tense situations and face off bravely against her foes. Dante was a handsome man, talented and a bit of a jackass at the wrong times, but he had a good heart and stood for what was right.

The attraction had never really been planned, it just happened. Ever since meeting on the community, being married, switching outfits- it was as if another force was telling them something.

But they both knew better. Despite being able to take care of themselves, trying to take care of the other would prove more dangerous on top of everything else. For Dante, this was no exception. Sheva might have been able to take care of herself, but she was no match for demons or torture by them if she were to be taken. That's just how it was.

So they stay friends in the silence. They keep their feelings to themselves and hide it with smiles and laughter. And they wait for the day that the hardships are over, though both are sure it will never come.

03 :: smooooch・∀・ - kors k

[identity profile] theman-inred.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Move your body!
Look up in the sky, it makes you feel so high!


"So, where to?"

"Just north of here. The scouts for the BSAA spotted several hosts that seem to have remnants of what looks like the virus parasite Wesker used."

"Well, just means it's time to do cleanup, right?"

"I suppose."

"You suppose? All right, let's make this interesting, then- person who gets the least amount of kills has to kiss the other one."

"Dante! This isn't a game!"

"I know, might as well have fun with it though, right?"

04 :: Over That Hill -arrange- [FFIX] - Mitsuo Suzuki

[identity profile] theman-inred.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes, the silence was all they ever needed to communicate.

The hills overlooking the place were worn, the grass unkempt and messy in some areas. He didn't visit amazingly often, but when he did, it was always worth it. He'd come to terms with everything in his life- having a demon for a father, being a half-demon himself, his mother and brother dead- at times he wondered why he kept going.

The answer was simple. Everyone would have wanted him to.

He walked through the landscape, past several trees and small dunes with decorations, until he finally came to rest in front of one spot in particular.

The voice that spoke was soft. Hard to hear against the wind at times, but it was still there. The gravestone that marked the location he was at was a morbid reminder of outliving those he cared for.

"Hey, Sheva. Not one to visit these places, you know. But I promised, didn't I?"

The wind merely blew as an answer. In the silence he heard her, though nothing was ever said. He smiled, closed his eyes, spent a few minutes letting the quiet encompass him, and then turned, leaving.

He would never set foot in that cemetery again. She was in his heart, like so many others, and that was all he needed to know.

05 :: The Kinslayer - Nightwish

[identity profile] theman-inred.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
For whom the gun tolls
For whom the prey weeps
Bow before a war
Call it religion

Some wounds never heal
Some tears never will
Dry for the unkind
Cry for mankind

Even the dead cry
- Their only comfort
Kill your friend, I don`t care
Orchid kids, blinded stare

Need to understand
No need to forgive
No truth no sense left to be followed

"Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend"
"Time to die, poor mates, You made me what I am!"

"In this world of a million religions everyone prays the same way"
"Your praying is in vain It`ll all be over soon"
"Father help me, save me a place by your side!"
"There is no god Our creed is but for ourselves"

"Not a hero unless you die Our species eat the wounded ones"

"Drunk with the blood of your victims
I do feel your pity-wanting pain,
Lust for fame, a deadly game"

"Run away with your impeccable kin!"

"- Good wombs hath borne bad sons..."
Cursing, God, why?
Falling for every lie
Survivors` guilt
In us forevermore

15 candles
Redeemers of this world
Dwell in hypocrisy:
"How were we supposed to know?"

4 pink ones
9 blue ones
2 black ones


Gunshots rang out amongst the chaos that was coming. Six or seven Majini were making their way towards the two, along with several Lickers and who knew what else. But they weren't worried.

These were souls gone and wishing to be freed from whatever this virus was. So it was their duty to put an end to it. Like so many others, this was getting out of hand, but it was something they could handle, despite it all. They were a team, and planned to fix things come hell or highwater.

Kinslayers they may be, though not by choice, but if it was for the sake of saving so many others? They wouldn't hesitate.

01 :: A Praise Of Evil - Masato Kouda, Tetsuya Shibata, Satoshi Ise

[identity profile] zanarkandsboy.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
The worlds they knew, the times they shared, the memories they made, the chaos they had endured-

All of it was falling apart, falling to pieces, all at once, right in front of their very eyes.

Ichigo was at war in his world, Tidus was facing off against Sin for the final time and going to disappear forever, and Rock was trying to let go of the nightmares of Geese still plaguing his body. All of it was happening within the same point, never ceasing, relentless.

Yet they had made a promise, to stay and be there for each other in times of struggle, in times of trouble. And even though they were off doing their own things, their spirits were still present with each one.

It was how thing were with them. It was how things had to be. But they never gave up, and cherished each moment they had with it, because they never knew when it would be their last.

02 :: You Think You're Nickel Slick (But I Got Your Penny Change) - Emery

[identity profile] zanarkandsboy.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd take it back to have the chance to see her laugh,
no see her dance
You never told me it would be so hard.
And now I wait for everyday to go away, just go away

Goodnight, goodnight.
I would tuck you in so tight, but I'm just
a tired man with those tired hands of mine.
Wake up, baby. It's time for us to leave.
You're just a little girl in your lonely world with me

So let's go all the way. Let's go all the way.
This dark road will lead right where you want to be.
You're driving, so take the wheel.

Your conscience is pleading as you start believing
that what you're doing is not for you.
But there's no mistaking the life that you're taking,
so kill the inconvenient truth.

So let's go all the way. Let's go all the way.
This dark road will lead right where you want to be.
You're driving, so take the wheel.


He had never wanted to leave his home. Taken by surprised, forced into a new world, with no one who knew him or believed where he was from.

He had never wanted to have that voice, that thing within him. it tore at his conscious, screamed and mocked him in any waking moment, made him hate his very self to the core.

He had never wanted to be reminded of that bastard. The fact that he was even taken over by him, used and humiliated, was something he vowed would never happen again.

The three of theme were so different in their worlds and yet- they were as close as brothers were, had they been in the same family. For some reason, they all understood each other, they all realized how important it was to stick together.

They faced the unknown, but as long as it was with each other, they'd be okay. They knew that much, at least, and it was enough to keep them going.

03 :: August Is Over - We the Kings

[identity profile] zanarkandsboy.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Say a prayer
The summer nights are dead
The fall is coming
We were careless hearts
Who got caught up in this

You were shy
To the night you drove me wild
And you crashed into me
And I won't lie
I wish it lasted a lifetime

Please stay-ay-ay
Won't you stay-ay-ay
Tonight

Breathe in deep
And say goodbye
The saddest song
I'll ever write
For anyone, anytime

Breathe in deep
Before I say
I can feel us slip away
You're almost gone
You're good as gone
August is over

No wait
Cause August had to end
All our bags are packed
Just two broken hearts
That got caught up in this

I deny
That tomorrow you'll be gone
And so far from me
It's something strange
Never love the same way

Please stay-ay-ay
Won't you stay-ay-ay
Tonight

Breathe in deep
And say goodbye
The saddest song
I'll ever write
For anyone, anytime

Breathe in deep
Before I say
I can feel us slip away
You're almost gone
You're good as gone

We can try to drown it out
But it never stops breathing
We can take it all in
But it never slows down
We've come down from that cloud

Well say-ay-ay
What you gotta say-ay-ay
Please say-ay-ay
What you gotta say
Whoa-a-oh-oh
Whoa-a-oh-oh

Breathe in deep
And say goodbye
The saddest song
I'll ever write
For anyone, anytime

Breathe in deep
Before I say
I can feel us slip away
You're almost gone
You're good as gone
August is over
We're not the reason
August is over


The silence which Tidus would usually fill with laughter and cheer was empty and cold, the once uplifting shouts and jokes thrown their way by him were now nothing more than distant memories.

It was hard to believe he was gone. A dream, kept alive by the Fayth, told to help save Spira or watch it all die in front of him. In a sense, he wasn't left with much of a choice. But by then, they both knew he had made his choice. It was either him, or all of Spira. Any selfless person knew what one to choose, and he made it without regret.

It still didn't change how empty or lonely the two felt without him. And try as they might, things weren't the same, without him there. Sure, there was Yuna and the gang, and even his old man survived somehow. Terra was there too, and she enjoyed telling stories about him too. It still didn't change the fact that it hurt to know one of your family was gone, forever. They knew he made that choice, and left out of his own will, but they also knew he had wanted to stay, too. And it still didn't change the fact that time had gone on, and yet one fact still remained-

That sometimes, despite all the promises about not mourning or saying goodbye- they missed him.

04 :: Oh Holy Night - APOCALYPTICA

[identity profile] zanarkandsboy.livejournal.com 2010-07-04 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Ichigo?"

"Yeah?"

"What's this?"

"What's what?"

"This! The stuff falling."

"Oh come on, Tidus. Everyone knows what that is! It happens every Christmas time!"

"But this is his first Christmas, Ichigo."

"...Oh, right. Heh, sorry."

"Rock, what is this stuff? I've never seen it before. Zanarkand doesn't have it either."

"It's snow, Tidus."

"...Snow?"

"Yeah! It's like. White cold fluffy stuff. That can melt and be wet and decorates trees."

"...what?"

"Way to try and explain it, Ichigo."

"Oi, I'd like to see you try and do better, Rock!"

"Hey, don't get me involved- he asked you."

"Yeah well, I know a better way of showing what it is."

"Huh? Hey, Ichigo, what're you- WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

"See? Told you I knew a better way."

"Asdpdiosdjh ICHIGO! THIS STUFF IS COLD! GET ME OUT GET ME OUT GET ME OUUUUUT!"

"You said you wanted to know what it was, Tidus! I just thought a literal shove would hel- asfghasvhgjfasiuyo WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"

"Congrats, Tidus- you've successfully thrown what we call a snowball."

"Oh it is so on, now! Come here, you!"

05 :: My Sweet One (Cover) - Sons of Pitches

[identity profile] zanarkandsboy.livejournal.com 2010-07-04 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one
You're my only true sweet one
With my all, I'll call you my sweet one
From far away, I'll say your name

Oh with you, I'd travel thick
And with you, I'd also travel thin
And all the spaces in between
I'd travel with you
You're my sweet one

But for now I must sit jail here and ponder the yonder
Herbivores ate well cause their food didn't never run

Oh, if you're ever unsatisfied with the way life's treating you
You know you can count on me to take good care of You
I love you honey oh yes I do you know that's true of course
and if your dog or cat ever dies, I'll buy you a Ewe-

My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one
You're my only true sweet one
With my all, I'll call you my sweet one
From far away, I'll say your name


"Hey, Rock, have you asked out Bella yet?"

"Wh-what?! Tidus, knock it off! You know how I am with girls!"

"Oh I dunno, Tidus, look at him- he's blushing!"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too! You do like her!"

"Oh come on you two, she has a boyfriend!"

"Yeah? That doesn't mean you still can't like her."

"And besides, I think you two would make a good couple."

"Oh like you're one to talk, Tidus. You can't even tell Yuna you like her!"

"Wha- I can't tell her because of the pilgrimage! You know that!"

"Then what would you call that kiss you gave her?"

"Th-that was- oh shut up, what was I supposed to do, leave her crying there?!"

"I think someone's getting a little overprotective-"

"Shut up, Ichigo!"

01 :: POWDER SNOW (James Merrifield Remix) - Ayumi Hamasaki

[identity profile] likesicecream.livejournal.com 2010-07-09 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
I want to be left alone.
I want to escape to a place where no one knows me.
That I'm wrong about that, that it's my fault,
is all my heart has. I don't need tomorrow.

Can I cry as much as I want to? Until my tears wither away.
The white snow flows and muffles my tears.
Please help me.

I don't have even one regret.
I've always been living in the present
So that I don't leave even a single trace or footprint,
The candle melts down, this light is extinguished.

Can I scream at the top of my lungs? Until my voice withers away.
The white snow will forgive me for everything.
Please.

I spread my arms wide. I just want to gather the shining snow.
But why? It's so fleeting...

Can I cry as much as I want to? Until my tears wither away.
The white snow flows and muffles my tears.

Can I scream at the top of my lungs? Until my voice withers away.
The white snow will forgive me for everything.

Can I cry as much as I want to? Until my tears wither away.
Can I shout loudly? Until my voice withers away.

Can I cry as much as I want to?
Can I scream at the top of my lungs?
Until the snow stops.


He didn't know why he was crying.

Atom never understood human emotion. Even though he was built as a replacement for a son, he could never process as to why people felt the way they did. Maybe it was an error in his systems, or maybe it was just something all robots could never figure out. Sahad himself didn't know why he was crying in their fight, as Pluto- and yet, he had been human, once...

Was this emotion, this feeling, just as elusive to people as it was to robots? The tears and the sense of overwhelming loneliness and sorrow that accompanied it always was a mystery to him. He was created to mimic a human in every way, and yet he still couldn't understand something so simple, that was also amazingly complex at the same time.

There was nothing sad about today in particular. Professor Ochanomizu and Uran were outside, taking care of a flower garden Uran had insisted on planting, since Sahad had given his life to stop the explosion of Bora. The sun was shinging, and they were happy. Yet the boy inside the house was anything but.

In his head were old memories replaying. His own, and Gesicht's. Sometimes he got lost in them, looking over the life of his friend, and seeing the happiness amongst the troubles of work. Other times, he shut them out of his mind, as they were too horrifying to look at, including the one of his own death.

The memory playing right now was happy, though. Gesicht and Helena were smiling and happy, and cradled in their arms was a robot child. Robita. They were listening to music in the living room, laughing, and taking the child around and around, swinging them in a circle, dancing to it. Atom could practically feel the pride in his own body, and as this spread to every fingertip in his frame, his heart broke and ached all the more. Tears came to his eyes again and he struggled to figure out why he was upset.

The boy wanted to be there. He wanted to be a part of that moment, that happiness, that family. He wanted to share in that enjoyment, that never-ending feeling, because he didn't know what it was like. But he was a spectator, and this wasn't real- at last, not anymore.

He settled down and placed his head on his arms, leaning forward and looking out the window. After a moment of silence and thinking, he sighed. The feeling wouldn't go away. Atom didn't know why... and he probably never would. And that in itself hurt, more than anything else in the world.

02 :: L490 - 30 Seconds to Mars

[identity profile] likesicecream.livejournal.com 2010-07-09 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
The silence after the explosion was almost deafening. The pillar of ice sprouting from the earth was beautiful, and horrifying at the same time.

Atop the snow covered hills that were newly made there, Atom's hand rested on the remainder of a horn- Sahad's. Why had so many died, so many people destroyed, due to hate? It would never solve anything.

Nothing is born from hatred.

Gesicht's words echoed in his head, eyes looking upward into a blackened sky. He wondered just how many more lives would end this way. How many people would keep insisting on war and pain, to make others suffer and bleed? Epsilon and the others had their fair share of battles, and they had all stopped fighting for a reason. They were tired of it, tired of the hate and the anger that plagued the human mind like a bad virus.

But still, there were many who wanted to end this conflict just as much as the rest of the robots. And those were the people to look for, to trust in and work with, if they ever wanted to make sure things would be right again.

"Professor... do you think, maybe someday the world will be without hatred?" Even if it took longer then he would last, he wanted to see it. Wanted to imagine a brighter world, a happier future, and a field full of unending flowers.

Sahad's dream would come true, someday. Atom was sure of it.

03 :: METHOD_METAFALICA./ - Akiko Shikata

[identity profile] likesicecream.livejournal.com 2010-07-09 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
I'm being healed by the kind gaze
you have when you show kindness to me
Even if it's impossible, I wish that this whisper would reach you, my beloved person
When I see you causing harm and battling
I feel like if I was causing harm myself
Even if it's impossible, I wish that this pure wish would connect us, my beloved person
When we met, I created a song in my heart
And its excited and warm melody began to flow inside my body
Ah, I don't regret having met you
I shall joyfully embrace the pure wishes you gave me, and for the sake of this world, and you, I shall sing the Metafalica!
That's the song of the ancient legends
The warm story of Rhaplanca and the great tree of God, Implanta
In that land, where the blessing of rain never fell
That thirsty world and that grieving land
Where the people were living in thirst and despair
Secluded in a deep abyss
Listen to the deep breath that comes out
Come, it's the time to be free
Throwing away everything, I shall turn myself into a song
The song floods my heart
Filling the valleys, the lakes, and the land
Soon, the tree that grows from the depths of
the ground, shall embrace the land with its roots
I will sing for your sake, and gladly turn into a song for my companions.
Together, with this beloved land, I will take a soft step
In a unshaken step, I will advance, with only my feet
I stepped firmly to connect our footprints
I will note down each and every locus of our walking
From the top reaches of this cracked land, Rhaplanca scatters the seeds
These seeds mature into great trees
and set their sights in spreading their branches to the skies
I will embrace this precious world with my arms
Looking up to the sky, I make a pledge in my heart
Rhaplanca gives water to the seeds of hope that were planted
The seeds mature into fruits that save the people
And Rhaplanca makes true her wish of growing a tree to help the people
My wishes will engrave the dazzling future
Oh, miracle of feelings, resound as far as you can!
When Maoh met her, he also learned of her pure wishes
Maoh wished to be able to fulfill her pure wishes
Their wishes revived the hope in the hearts of the people





"Atom, are you okay?"

"Mmm? Oh, yes. I'm fine, Uran."

"What are you doing? The professor's been looking all over for you."

"Has he? I'm sorry to have worried you and him, then."

"...are those flowers, Atom?"

"Yes."

"What're they doing in the middle of the city, though? The park isn't anywhere near here-"

"I don't know, but... I think, seeing them, I saw his garden. Just for a moment."

"His?"

"Sahad's."

"Mmm. ...I think I see it too."

"Ah- Uran, I- ...It's pretty, isn't it?"

"...Yes. And Sahad's there, and he's smiling. I think he's finally happy, Atom."

"I think so, too. And I'm glad. He should be happy in his field of flowers."

"He's not alone, either! There's people playing it it too, and he's laughing!"

"Oh! Gesicht-san and Epsilon-san are there, and playing with the children he adopted. All of them look so happy."

"Hey, Atom?"

"What is it, Uran?"

"We should join them. Let's go play in Sahad's field of flowers."

"...Yes. Let's."

04 :: Game Over - Masato Kouda, Tetsuya Shibata, Satoshi Ise

[identity profile] likesicecream.livejournal.com 2010-07-09 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't need much to tell him the Professor was in trouble. There were times where he could just feel that something was wrong.

Which was why, now, he was flying towards his cousin's house, making sure everything was okay. Since things had calmed down back home, there was a growing feeling of dread settling into the pit of his stomach.

Outside the home, as he arrived, was a tornado sitting on the water, and not moving. Atom shoved the family and everyone downstairs, and just as he was about to go after the phenomena, Uran came flying in to check on him.

As he told her to go hide, the disaster closed in on them, threatening to take out whoever was in its path. Racing towards it, the boy was determined to stop the thing with everything he had. Uran still followed, watching him go and shouting as the tornado came closer and closer, until it was almost upon him.

The last thing he saw before the monster's jaws closed on him was the utter look of terror on Uran's face, and her screaming his name. He never forgot those for as long as he lived. Then, it went dark, and everything he had ever known was gone.

05 :: My Name is Megu - Zwei

[identity profile] likesicecream.livejournal.com 2010-07-09 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
Walking home
In the middle of the night
Rain is falling down
And I feel somebody is watching me

I turned around and there she is
She looks me straight in the eye
And I say to her
"What is your name?"

My name is Megu

She told me her name was Megu
"Who else could it be," she said
She looked me straight in the eye
And I started to shake
Cause when she looks at you
You know it's got to be Megu

When you see her
You will also know her name


It wasn't much to that many people, outside of the box he was placed in. The circus was lively every day, and those who came by always wanted to see him. They would poke at him, throw things at him, laugh and stare in wonder, all curious to see how he would react. Some sympathized, calling him "a poor thing," while others jeered, saying "he's just a robot, who cares what happens to him?"

The sign by his exhibit called him "the world's first human robot," meaning he was the closest thing to a human as they had ever seen. There were pictures of him crying, laughing, and truly showing emotion, of which the people 'oohed' and 'ahhhed' over. Atom would mainly stay in a corner of the cage, never fully making eye contact with anyone, and avoiding talking as much as possible. He hated it here.

That all changed when an older man arrived at the circus one day. He was with his nephew, taking him around and showing him the sights. But when he came upon Atom's cage, the look in his eyes changed completely. There was no look of sympathy, or jeering- but rather one of determination and anger. He couldn't believe they had locked up someone like this- robot or not.

The next thing they boy knew- he was being taken out of his box, and handed over to this man. The nephew was a bit nervous, but also excited, and smiled when he saw him. Atom flinched, receding away from the both of them, unsure of what to think. Why had this man gotten him out of the box? Was he being taken somewhere to show off again?

"You're not going to be paraded around, if that's what you're scared of." Came the answer, the older gentleman smiling a little. He was gentle and kind, though at this point the boy wasn't sure what to think. "There's no reason in making a robot hate humanity. We've already got a war on that."

He was silent for a long time, eyes on the ground, fists balled by his side and biting his lip in nervousness. He didn't know what to think, or to say- conversation with humans had been difficult ever since he'd been sold by his master. It was quiet, almost too quiet, but finally after a long period of silence, he spoke.

"I... don't want to be hurt."

"And you never will again, boy. Not as long as I'm around." There was a hand being lent out towards him, like a guide of light in a dark tunnel. "What's your name? You'd rather be called by that, wouldn't you?"

His mouth opened and he went to say the name he was always used to being called by- Tobio. But his creator had said his son was dead, gone. From that moment, Tobio no longer existed. So he chose the name the circus men had decided to give him, but never used afterwards.

"Atom. My name is Atom."

"Well, Atom. It's good to meet you. I'm Professor Ochanomizu." And for the first time in a long while, Atom smiled, placed his hand in the professor's, and walked home with him.

[identity profile] elspeth-vimes.livejournal.com 2010-07-14 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh my god Kyah. I believe the word I am looking for is "BAWWW"

Which, of course, means you're doing it exactly right. ♥

[identity profile] ironysoul.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Tidus + Jecht

[identity profile] vinodejerez.livejournal.com 2010-07-03 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Hope in general.

[identity profile] likeastraydog.livejournal.com 2010-07-04 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Rukia in general? Any other characters you want to throw in would be lovely ♥

[identity profile] hislostlover.livejournal.com 2010-07-04 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Caterina and Tres back at you~.

[identity profile] fearthehuszarok.livejournal.com 2010-07-05 11:57 am (UTC)(link)
Tidus + Kite