Time: 7:40 PM
Hey everyone! I decided to take a shot at writing an Astro Boy fanfic. But, sadly, it just ain't fighting material. I'm not that great at writing, much less coming up with action scenes and fighting and all that. There might be some of that in this story, but I just gotta think it up first. Strain my brain a little, ya know? I'm much better at writing romance and fluffiness! xD
Anyways, if you happen to stumble upon this, please review, and let me know what you think. :) I love it when people let me know what they are thinking deep down about what I have written. Thanks.
Disclaimer: Astro Boy has been around for a loooooooonnnnggg time. I don't think I am old enough to own it if I tried. Just letting you know. :)
He watched as she was looking at the magician ahead of them. She smiled, her eyes bright and cheerful, her grin making his chest feel tight and ready to burst from some sort of feeling he couldn't explain. He wiped his hands his jeans, and then caught himself and brought them up to his face, studying them.
His palms were sweating.
That's weird, he thought, and absentmindedly wiped them on his jeans again. That's really weird.
His eyes glanced over in her direction again. It had been six years since he met her. Six long amazing years. Now seventeen, he just couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Literally.
Astro forced himself to look away and study the magician that was playing at their local coffee shop. Feelings had been churning up inside of him for so long now, and it wasn't until recently that he had realized that he was in love. He was in love with Cora.
Subconsciously, he had always known that he was, but he wasn't ready to face it. He was afraid that she would laugh at his face and brush him off.
Astro closed his eyes for a moment, thinking to himself. It's so hard; telling your best friend that you have feelings for them that are more than friendship. Do I even dare? I am pretty sure she doesn't feel the same way.
He reached up and rubbed his temple, resting his elbow on the armrest between their chairs. He felt his elbow brush against something and opened his eyes, glancing down to see what it was his arm had hit.
To his surprise, he found Cora's elbow occupying the same armrest. She had stopped smiling, and was looking down at where their elbows were touching, her eyes wide, her face on fire.
Astro's mouth felt dry. They were touching! He pulled away suddenly, as if her arm were on fire.
"Oh! Um…..s-sorry about t-that! Didn't…know you were um… there."
He was blushing furiously, his hand now on the back of his neck, rubbing nervously.
"No. No," she said, waving her hand in his direction, "It was my fault, I was j-just too excited from the show, I didn't pay attention to what was going on."
Her eyes cast downwards, and then back up to the show in front of them. Astro watched her watching the magician.
Her long, dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail, half loose, half in braids. She wasn't wearing very much makeup, and Astro didn't care, for he was afraid if she used more than she wanted too, it would take away her beauty.
Astro blinked, his chest feeling tight once again. What is wrong with my body? He frowned, furrowing his eyebrows, and looked down at his chest. It was moving up and down, like normal, from his breathing. But why did it feel as if….as if he had a heart?
Astro bit his lower lip. Back when he thought he was still a human, before he discovered he was a robot, he remembered how it felt to have a heart. To have the blood pumping through his veins, to feel his pulse.
He shook his head, trying to get the memory of those time out of his mind. When he tried to remember the past and what it felt like to be human, he ended up hallucinating and actually believing that could feel his body functioning like a human. It always felt…..so real.
Oh. Why couldn't he be human? For his father? For Cora?
Before he knew it, Cora was shaking his shoulder, and he blinked his eyes absentmindedly, and looked at her, and her beautiful atmosphere that always hung around her.
Bad idea Astro. The back of his neck flared up and he was quite thankful for the darkness in the café, so she couldn't see his flustered colored face. He averted his eyes and looked at her shoes.
"Come on Astro," she said happily, "Let's go walk in the park."
Calm down Astro, it's just a walk. Nothing more. Don't make it more than it is.
He mentally kicked himself in the head.
"S-sure," he stammered, and pulled himself out of the chair, following her out the coffee shop door.
Entering the park a few blocks down, he listened to her talk nothing but praise about the magician they had just seen. She was infatuated with the thing he called "magic," even though Astro had seen though the man in the beginning, his vision allowing him to see through the man's sleeves and see all of his tricks and how they worked. Astro didn't say anything and just smiled to himself, thinking how beautiful she was when she was happy.
She gasped in delight at seeing the swings on the play ground. No kids were around at this time of night, as they should be. It was well past ten o' clock.
Cora leaped onto one of the swings and pushed herself off, laughing her head off. It was moments like these that she would let her true side out and become a kid again, and laugh and giggle until there was no more left in her.
Astro leaned against a tree near the swing set, crossing one leg over the other. He smiled softly to himself, studying her intently. Her long black pony tail swished behind her, hitting her back as she swung back and forth.
Oh, what he would do to be human and ask her out.
She stopped her laughing and just swung back and forth, her head tilted up towards the night sky, looking at the stars shining down on them.
"You know," Astro piped up, "It isn't safe for a young lady, such as yourself, to be out here this late at night."
Her head didn't move. She continued to study the stars.
"It's okay," she whispered, knowing that Astro could hear her, "You're here to protect me."
Astro's eyes widened. His chest felt tight again, and it suddenly felt hard to breathe.
What in the world is wrong with me!
"What do you mean?" he asked cheekily.
It was then that she turned her head to him, still swinging high, her long beautiful legs dangling from the seat, moving back and forth.
She paused for a moment, just looking at him. Then, her face coloring a little, she looked down at the ground and continued swinging.
"You're Astro Boy."
He furrowed his eyebrows.
She paused again, shifting her eyes upwards again. "I mean, I'm safe. You wouldn't let anything happen to me. That's why I'm not worried. Nobody in their right mind would do anything with you near."
She glanced at him, as he moved slowly towards her. Her eyes quickly looked over his tall form, and she looked down again. "Unless of course, you didn't plan on protecting me."
He sat down on the swing next to her.
His voice was low, having changed over the years, something that surprised both him, and his father that he would actually grow and change. He was a robot after all.
"I will always protect you," he said more to himself than to her.
She felt her heart pound wildly. She was hoping dearly that he couldn't pick it up with his hearing.
She looked at him, locking his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes. She blinked, tearing them away from his, and smiled mischievously at him.
"Then I have nothing to worry about," she said slowly, her eyes studying the stars.