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It was just another day at the Oowada household. The sun was shining through blinds in the smallish bedroom, birds chirping their usual song outside. It was an amazing day outside and anyone would be happy just looking out there. Everyone except one person.
It was the one year anniversary of Daiya’s death. The gang leader had died from a terrible accident. He’d been driving one day when a car, a self driving car, had hit him going 60 miles per hour. Even thinking about it made Mondo want to break down sobbing. Even all this time later. But especially that day.
The man tried to go back to sleep from a nightmare, even though it was nearly noon. Mondo heard the door to his room open, even more light flooding into his room. He grumbled something under his breath and remained under his comforter. A moment later, a hand gently gripped his shoulder, shaking him a bit.
“It is currently 11:49 am. It is time to get ready for today Oowada-kun.” a familiar voice said. Mondo sighed and sat up, rubbing his temples. He already just wanted to go back to sleep.
“Yeah, whatever tin man. Can you at least leave so I can change?” the biker said in a groggy, aggravated voice. He looked over at his android, Ishimaru.
“Yes, of course.” the android said with a small bow, leaving the room. He closed the door behind him and headed for the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Ishimaru had been Mondo’s android for a while. Daiya had brought him home one day and said he could help out around the house and such. That was Taka’s main purpose of course. Mondo seemed a bit skeptical, but he trusted his brother. The android had actually been a big help. Their apartment didn’t look like a pigsty anymore at least.
Ishimaru stayed and did his job, even after Daiya was gone. Things were definitely different though. He noticed how Mondo would come back even later than before, usually either hurt or drunk. Everytime Ishimaru offered to help Mondo though, the biker would just yell at him and say he was fine. Taka’s coding prevented him from doing anything more though, so he just had to watch all this happen.
There were some times though, usually when Mondo was drunk, when he would talk to the android about his pain. About how much not having Daiya hurt. And each time, Ishimaru couldn’t do much but comfort Mondo to the best of his ability. It usually didn’t go well though. ‘How can a piece of plastic help me?! You can’t even feel anything! You don’t know what it’s like!’ Mondo would say. Still, Ishimaru was always there.
After getting dressed, Mondo walked out of his room, seeing Ishimaru cooking in the kitchen. He didn’t pay much attention to the android though. The biker made his way into the living room, sitting down on the old sofa. When anyone sat down, you could hear the springs being pressed down with a “squeak!”
Mondo turned the TV on, watching the first thing that came on. The news reporter, seemingly a middle aged man with some grey hairs, started talking about the latest new story.
“More and more androids have been wreaking havoc in our cities. Many homicides and other shocking cases have been caused by cyberlife’s technology.” the man said in a serious voice. The screen cut to an interview with one of the cyberlife engineers, a reporter asking the employee a ton of questions. Ishimaru watched the television from the kitchen. His LED light flashed yellow for a moment before he focused on the food again. He put the pancakes, eggs and fruit he prepared on a plate, walking over to the living room.
“Your food is ready Oowada.” the android announced, setting the plate on the table. “I will bring your coffee over in a moment.” Ishimaru added, walking back over to the kitchen. Mondo didn’t say a word to the android, continuing to focus on the TV.
Ishimaru took the pot out of the coffee maker and poured it into a plain white mug. He also grabbed a fork and knife from the silverware drawer. The android grabbed a few napkins on his way back to the living room and carefully placed everything by the plate of food. Mondo gave him a quick “thanks.”
“Is there any other way I can assist you Oowada?” Ishimaru asked, his gaze set on the biker.
“No, that’s all. Now fuckin’ leave me alone.” Mondo said grumpily, glaring up at the android. Ishimaru simply nodded and started to clean up around the apartment.
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Ishimaru had just got done washing the dishes from dinner. The sun was nearly gone, but it was just as loud outside, cars honking at each other and such. It was almost 10pm and Mondo was still sitting on the couch, looking at the TV. He seemed so much more empty and angry than usual. That was understandable though.
To Taka’s surprise, Mondo got up from the couch and stretched with a sigh. “Are you going out again tonight?” Ishimaru asked the tall man as he walked out of the living area.
“Yeah. I am.” Mondo responded bluntly. He stopped at the kitchen area, looking back at the android. Mondo thought for a moment and then sighed, crossing his arms.
“Wanna come with me or somethin’?” Mondo asked the android. Oowada thought it would be best to bring Ishimaru with him. Just in case he got too drunk to call a taxi for himself. Plus he didn’t quite want to be alone, even if Ishimaru wasn’t a “real person”.
“I am not programmed to make my own choices. I only follow and obey orders.” Ishimaru replied. Mondo rolled his eyes and started walking away. “Come with me then.” he muttered, disappearing into his room. The android stood for a moment, then went back to finishing up the dishes.
A little bit later, Mondo walked back into the kitchen area, his hair made up in a pompadour. Ishimaru stood still, waiting for Mondo to speak, but he just grabbed his keys and walked over to the door. Oowada opened it and stood in the doorway, looking back at Ishimaru.
“Well, are you coming?” Mondo asked in an irritated tone, his voice a bit louder than normal. The android then quickly made his way over to the biker, following him out of the apartment.
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They arrived at a parking garage not too far from their destination, parking the vehicle in a free space. It was surprisingly busy that day. Mondo and Ishimaru got out of the vehicle and started walking. Ishimaru looked straight in front of him, not saying a word. Mondo thought the lack of conversation was getting a little awkward.
“Isn’t there anything you want to talk about? Or do you only ever follow orders?” Oowada asked, looking down at the android.
“That is correct. Androids don’t typically have much to talk about. We are not programmed to have interests.” Ishimaru responded, not looking at the larger man. Mondo nodded, and looked down at the sidewalk, crossing his arms. “That sounds pretty shitty.” the biker mumbled.
Ishimaru looked at Mondo curiously, his red eyes focused on him. “What do you mean?” he asked.
Mondo shrugged and looked back at Ishimaru. “Cyberlife or whatever brags about how human-like their androids are but they really only look like humans. You don’t act or sound like people. You’re just cool looking robots.” he explained. Taka’s LED light flashed yellow once again, looking back in front of him.
“My model at least is only made to serve people. There is no reason to include things like emotions. It’s considered a virus if an android like myself feels things.” Ishimaru tells Mondo.
For a moment, Oowada felt bad for Ishimaru. Of course he knew that machines feeling things could end up badly, but something about it still felt wrong. He shouldn’t feel bad for an android though. There was no point in doing so, right?
Soon enough, the two found themselves at the bar, the bright sign glowing on them. Ishimaru could see a sign on the door that read “NO ANDROIDS,” and stood outside the building as Mondo walked in.
The android didn’t really know what to do. For whatever reason, Mondo hadn’t taken him to an android station, and the man wasn’t giving him any orders. And so Ishimaru just stood there, looking around at his surroundings. Some people found him just sitting there a bit creepy.
After a half hour of sitting outside, Ishimaru saw Mondo walk out of the building with another man. They walked to the back of the building where they couldn’t be seen, raising Ishimaru’s curiosity.
Ishimaru walked around to the side of the building, looking at the two from the corner of the brick wall. He heard them both yelling profanities at each other, both their words slurred. Taka’s light turned yellow, continuing to watch the two men.
It was mostly just pointless insults and empty threats until they both started fighting. Ishimaru immediately came and walked over to the area in the back. “Gentleman, please calm down.” the android said in a serious voice. “Awe yer wittle android is here ta save ya huh?” the stranger snickered. Mondo looked over at Ishimaru and furrowed his brows. “Don’t fuckin’ move dumbass!” He yelled. The other man punched Mondo in the face, a sick grin present on his features. Oowada growled and fought back, punches being exchanged between the two. Taka wanted to do something, but he had to listen to Mondo, right?
Not even five minutes later, the stranger pulled out a handgun, pointing it at Mondo. “Don’t you dare fucking move or i’ll shoot’cha!” The man stated, looking Oowada dead in the eyes. “Does it look like I’m scared a ya?!” the biker said, glaring at the stranger.
‘What is he doing?!’ Ishimaru thought. Thought?
The android gulped and took a step closer. This made the man point his weapon at Ishimaru, making Taka stop. “Ya better not move either!” he yelled. Ishimaru looked over at Mondo, trying to seem calm.
“Mondo! Go! Run!” Ishimaru shouted over at Oowada. “No! I’m gonna give this guy the beatin’ he deserves dammit!” He replied angrily. “And you better not do shit!” he added.
Ishimaru had to obey his owner’s commands. It was in his code. So why did he feel the need to save him? Why did he feel the need to defy his orders? This wasn’t right, Ishimaru knew it. But he needed to keep Oowada safe.
The stranger had pointed his weapon over at Mondo, not wanting him to do anything. Ishimaru took this opportunity to act. He kicked the unknown man in the shins as hard as he could, making the stranger fall to the ground and drop his weapon. Taka quickly ran over to Mondo and put his arm around him, dragging him out of the area. “Come on, we have to go!” Ishimaru exclaimed as Mondo protested.
“I told ya not ta do anythin’, asshole! I could’ve handled myself ya know!” Mondo shouted at Taka, trying to shake out of his grasp.
“You were going to get yourself hurt. You already are hurt from fighting.” Ishimaru retorted, furrowing his brows.
“Still! Aren’t ya supposed to follow orders or whatever anyways?!” Oowada continued, looking at Ishimaru. Taka tried to ignore him, knowing this was not normal nor permitted.
Ishimaru heard the stranger start yelling at them again and quickened his pace, still holding onto Mondo. There was a bus stop just a bit away and he could see the bus approaching. Taka tried to go into a sprint with Mondo pushing and yelling at him at the same time. Right as soon as the stranger from before started getting close, Ishimaru got Mondo and himself on the bus. The doors closed and Taka turned to put Mondo in a seat.
“Ya shoulda let me at em’!” Oowada kept saying, still pretty drunk. Ishimaru sighed and sat in the seat next to Mondo, folding his hands on his lap. “No, I shouldn’t have. You would have gotten even more injured.” Taka repeated, looking over at Mondo. Oowada just grumbled and continued to complain.
Not even five minutes later, Mondo was passed out, his head leaning on Ishimaru’s shoulder. For some odd reason, it gave Taka a warm feeling. He smiled softly and looked out the window. He’d always enjoyed Mondo’s company, even if he was difficult at times, but this was...different. Ishimaru figured that he shouldn’t worry about it too much. His main priority at the moment was making sure Mondo would be okay.
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After having to deal with Mondo’s complaining and such again, Ishimaru got him back to the apartment. Taka unlocked the door and opened it, guiding Oowada to the bathroom. Once he got to set the biker in the bathtub, he went back and closed the door, locking it. He made his way back to the washroom and found Mondo starting to fall asleep again, mumbling incoherently. Ishimaru turned the shower on, cold water soaking Mondo’s clothes and ruining his hair. Oowada stuttered, processing everything.
“What the- why’d ya do that?!” Mondo stammered, looking at Ishimaru. “I figured it was a quick way to sober you up.” Ishimaru replied bluntly.
Oowada sat up a bit more and sighed, turning off the water. “Well you were definitely right,” Mondo mumbled, crossing his arms.
A moment passed, neither of them making a sound. Taka took it upon himself to fill the silence. “Do you remember anything that happened?” Ishimaru asked Mondo, sitting on the side of the tub. Oowada thought for a minute, looking down.
“Not really. I remember have a few more drinks than usual, getting in a fight and-” Mondo paused, his eyes going wide. He quickly skittered out of the bathtub. “You-you...I told you to…” the biker tried to continue, but nothing came out. Ishimaru knew what he was thinking about though.
“...Yes. I went against your orders. But I...I’m very sorry.” Ishimaru responded quietly, looking down. “I needed to protect you. You have fought so, so hard and I wasn’t going to let you die there because of some stranger!” Taka continued, his voice getting louder. “I care about you probably more than I should, and I needed you to be safe! I-” he cut himself off, tightly grabbing the cloth of his white pants.
“I know what happens after this. I know what happens to...to deviants.” Ishimaru stated, trying to remain strong. He felt scared though. About what his inevitable fate was. About feeling anything. “Before you return me, I want to say something though. It’s been-” Mondo cut the deviant off, grabbing the collar of his shirt. Tears were in the bikers eyes, rolling down his cheeks.
“I’m not just going to throw you away! You-you saved me dammit!” Oowada shouted shakily, sniffiling. Ishimaru looked at Mondo, shocked by his words. “Wh...what?” Taka stuttered, looking back at Mondo. His ruby red eyes were wide in surprise.
“But...I went against your orders. I went against my code. I'm defective. Why would you want a defective android?” Ishimaru asked, frowning a bit. Mondo growled, pulling Ishimaru closer.
“Because! You’ve been the only-only thing here for me! The only thing who seems to care about me anymore! You risked your life to save me from getting fucking shot!” Oowada replied, tears continuing to fall from his cheeks. Ishimaru was still silent, dumbfounded by the man in front of him.
“Are you still intoxicated?” Taka asked, not knowing what else to say. Mondo was quiet for a moment before laughing a bit. It had been the first time Ishimaru saw Oowada smile in a year. It made the same warm feeling as before return.
“No, I’m not drunk. Well, at least not as drunk as before.” the biker responded, letting go of Ishimaru. Taka’s feet connected with the ground once again, his gaze still focused on Mondo.
“So...you aren’t going to get rid of me?” Ishimaru asked, making sure he was hearing things right. There had to be something wrong with his audio processor. Oowada shook his head, slightly smiling at Taka.
“Nah, I couldn’t trash ya now. I’m too attached or whatever,” Mondo said with a small laugh. Ishimaru couldn’t help but smile a bit as well, starting to tear up. The deviant laughed lightly, wiping his eyes. He didn’t know what these new feelings were. It was all very confusing.
Mondo noticed Ishimaru’s teary eyes and panicked a little, giving Ishimaru a bit of a concerned look.
“Are you alright? Oh god did I say something fucked up?” Oowada asked worriedly. Ishimaru shook his head, a smile still on his face. “No, it is actually the opposite!” Taka said, looking up at Mondo. They stood in comfortable silence for a few moments, just lost in the moment.
“I do hope you don’t think of me in a negative light now. I promise I do not have bad intentions.” Ishimaru said, looking to the side. “I know recently other deviants have been doing quite awful things.” he added with a small frown. Mondo shook his head, his gaze still on Ishimaru.
“It’s fine. I thought the old emotionless machine you was kind fuckin’ creepy anyways,” Oowada said with a small laugh, crossing his arms once again. Ishimaru opened his mouth to respond, but sighed. “I suppose you are right to a degree.” Taka admitted. Mondo chuckled a little bit.
“What do you think about emotions and shit?” Oowada asked Ishimaru curiously. Taka hummed and thought for a moment, looking back at Mondo. “It’s...confusing,” he started. “But I am sure I can figure it all out with you!” Ishimaru said enthusiastucally. For whatever reason, Oowada blushed ever so slightly and smiled.
“I still don’t know to handle me emotions if i’m being honest. I’ve had them for my whole life and it’s still confusing as hell,” Mondo responded with a chuckle. Ishimaru put a hand on Mondo’s shoulder and grinned up at him. Oowada didn’t think he’d ever see such a bright smile from an android. Before Mondo would think any further, Taka spoke up.
“Well, then we could figure it out together!” Ishimaru said cheerfully. Mondo felt his cheeks heat up a little more, looking into Taka’s rose colored eyes.
For the first time in a year, Mondo felt as if he wasn’t as alone. It was a bit weird to him, being this close to an android, but it didn’t really matter. He finally had someone to talk to. And Ishimaru had someone to figure out his newfound emotions with.
Oowada nodded, smiling even wider. “Yeah, I guess we could.”
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