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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
Delivered back home once more, Callisto strode into the apartment, happy that Fina had accepted her proposition. Even if Io had pretended that she had things tying her here, surely a break from the city life would do them both some good. Callisto couldn't wait, she was finally fulfilling the promise she had made to Io when they were children. With that in mind, Callisto kicked off her snow boots on the mat and looked around, finding Jace and Black Jack casually playing a video game on the holo screen. "Welcome back," Jace waved in passing, preoccupied as the two were racing. Callisto hung up her purse, happy that they had listened to her and stayed here after all. "I'm home," she settled down on the couch beside her combat unit, who kissed her on the cheek and went on with her game. Black Jack grit his teeth, his car going up in flames.
Jace snickered, pushing forward until she crossed the finish line. "Winner," she placed the remote down, her arm draping over Callisto's show. In the corner of her eye, Callisto spotted a message from Fina, or maybe Io, and smiled. "They can come," she giggled gleefully. "Dane will be tagging along," Black Jack nodded. "I figured as much," he rose, heading into the kitchen. "It's around dinner time, I guess I'll cook?" He slunk away, clearly sore about losing to the combat unit. "Black Jack is acting strange," Jace murmured, her presence warm beside her. "Oh? He seems fine," Callisto tilted her head in question.
"He's been hanging around here, slacking off." She scowled, "he isn't worried about security," Callisto rolled her eyes. "I'm sure he's just eager for a change of pace." Jace shook her head in response, "No, he's been clingy. Not in a good way though," Black Jack called them for dinner and Jace rose to set the table for them. They sat down to eat, spaghetti and meatballs, crispy, but still good. Once the table was cleared and the dishes were washed, Callisto retired to the bedroom while the two went at the game again, sliding out of her winter clothes in order to take a bath. Alone at last, she shot a message back to Fina. "I'm so happy you two can come!" With a smile, Callisto sunk into the warm water, her internal cooling system whirring at full blast in order to prevent her from overheating.
There was a knock on the door, startling Callisto out of her quiet reverie. "Come in!" She called, Jace entering and pulling off her clothes. She slid into the bath, pulling Callisto into her arms. "Something on your mind? Besides Black Jack I mean," Jace leaned her chin against Callisto's shoulder, her hands wrapping around her waist and slowly sliding down. "I was thinking, about this whole human mess. If I went back there, would I recognize myself? Why does everyone want to be a human again? I'm fine as an android." She had a point, Jace seemed to have no desire to return to her human body. "Smarter, faster, better, stronger, why would I trade this?"
"I don't know, some people are... sentimental."
"You wanted to go back."
"That was... before."
"Before you realized your body was... incapacitated?"
Callisto nodded, Jace's presence warm. "I thought I wanted to return home, but now, I'm not so sure. I like it here, where there's no pressure, I can do what I want, Mom and Dad aren't here to constantly praise or beat on me. Sometimes I feel like I'm a mistake, that G-d, or whatever higher power, has been trying to get rid of me so that Io can live a good life."
"Don't say that!" Jace snapped, her grip on Callisto tightening. "You were meant to live," she murmured into Callisto's blue hair, the bubbles swishing around them. [color=#F54D70]"Jace?"
"Promise me. Promise me Callisto, you won't go."
"I promise, I'm not going anywhere."