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āI am the one who ruined me; I did it myself.ā
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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
The past few weeks had been busy for Callisto. She released her first single, then an entire album, and spent most of the time doing interviews and appearing on talk shows, doing live performances and even hosting an awards show. It was all so busy and Callisto had quickly become one of the top rising artists, her album selling out quickly. No one knew what had happened to Minnie Reiss, who had disappeared in all but name. Callisto made certain she wasn't forgotten though, on her online streaming channel, she often made tributes to the white haired girl, even asking people to ask themselves, "What would Minnie do?" The general public was impressed by this new model, believing Callisto's knowledge and empathy to be a result of good programming. They didn't know, no, they couldn't know, who the android truly was and how she came to be.
"Callisto," Jace chided, picking up a holo pad from the floor. "I told you not to leave this around." Callisto lay on the carpet, watching the snow fall, her writing materials scattered about the room. "Sorry," Callisto murmured, sitting upright. Black Jack was sitting in the living room, never far. He was always watching, but what, Callisto didn't know. Sometimes he disappeared for days at a time and it was all Callisto could do to guess what he was up to. Jace knelt down, sitting on the floor beside her, expression softening. "You're thinking about them, aren't you?" She asked quietly, "your family I mean." Callisto nodded, it was true, they sat heavily in her mind, never too far from thought.
"Carme, that's what the new baby is called." She looked down at her hand, her parents had always been fans of astrology. "So? Forget about her? They're happy, or something like that." Callisto nodded, it was probably true. Without their dying and burdensome daughters, no doubt they were thriving. They received money from the government for Metis's service, which they could use to pay for the house, the food, the car. Jace leaned over, leaving a kiss on Callisto's cheek. She smiled and turned to face the combat unit. "What's on your mind?" Jace leaned over, tucking blue hair behind Callisto's ear. "The usual, guarding patterns, the set up for security at your first concert, what you look like without clothes on."
Synthetic blush rose to her cheeks and Callisto closed her eyes. "You say that so casually!" She squealed, clearly embarrassed. Jace grinned and leaned over, her hands traveling underneath the knit sweater Callisto was wearing. It was rare that she had down time these days, but today was a rare treat. Jace grabbed onto her, lifting her onto the bed and clambering up alongside her. "Jace!" Callisto squealed as the older android trailed kisses down her neck, stopping when she reached her naval.
A knock on the door had interrupted them.
"Hate to break up the party, but someone's here to see you."
"Tell them to go away!" Jace growled as Callisto tugged her sweater back down.
"Can't, it's the boss."