Healing

Summary:

Theres is more than one way to heal

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2B kept trying to keep 9S in her arms, while a conflict was storming within him.

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She knew something was happening to him, when he raised his hands to held his head between them, a gesture the white haired boy always seemed to do, when something particularly hard and painful was going through his mind. This is something 2B already learned about 9S, and it is one of the things that make him so unique.

When 2B looked into 9S' eyes, she could see the persistent red color still possessing them. But, while he was looking back to her, harmless, she also could notice some other things, like the tears still trying to escape from his eyes, despite his effort to contain them. And, while the red color accusing corruption was still there, something was not there anymore. The furious force of bloodlust.

But one important, decisive thing was not there yet: recognition. 9S looked at 2B but did not see her. He did not recognize her as 2B, the real one. This was not his fault, how was he supposed to could do that? 9S had witnessed 2B's death. Without the Bunker, death seemed to be far more definitive to them. Neither of them knew what the Pods were capable of doing, not even 2B knew. To make matters worse, 9S had fought counterfeit versions of her before. It would not be a surprise for him to face another one. That would be the most logical thought, since her death seemed irreversible.

The white haired girl could understand why the android boy had looked to her, but did not recognized her, just moving away from her enough to make that gesture so typical of him, saying nothing. But 2B knew that, somehow, 9S could feel that she was right there with him. The combat android could feel this when she noticed the scanner boy crying. When she saw that he no longer had the furious force of bloodlust in his eyes.

She knew he could not understand how that could possibly be true. To him, that was her, but it just could not be her. He was sensing her, but could not understand this. This was one of the things that were causing the stormy conflict within him. And were allowing the corruption within him to continue happening, still being accused by the red color in his eyes.

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9S had saw 2B dying, so it could not be possible for him to doubt what he had seen with his own eyes. He did not know that a chance of her to be brought back from death even existed. For him, there was only one truth: 2B was dead, and she would remain dead forever. Because of this, the real 2B could not possibly be there with him. That female model could only be one of her copies, something he knew could happen, because he had already faced other copies of her before.

Still... that female model was not just another one like the other copies. She had done something to him. He could no longer feel the burning force of the rage inside him, and because of that, he had lost the will to fight. She could have tried to kill him at any time, and had the best chance to do it earlier, when he was trapped, defenseless, beneath her body. Until now, she did not do that, even while he seemed obviously harmless.

That was confusing him. That was one of the things he was struggling to understand as he held his head between his hands… but not just that.

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…What had just happened…?

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…What did I just do…?

… How could he have just lost control like that…? What was happening to him…? What was she trying to do to him…?

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That female model looked too much like 2B, but that was impossible. He saw her death with his own eyes; his Pod confirmed that her black box's signal went offline. That could not be 2B, why did his body betray him like that? If that were 2B, he could not have done this to her. He always wanted to be closer to 2B, but he would not do this to her. He would not hurt her like that...would he?

He was feeling so confused... so lost… so guilty... How could he have done that…? If only that were her... He wanted it so badly that it was her… but... that was impossible... 2B is gone. Forever.

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That thought was so painful that he could no longer struggle to hold back the tears anymore. He buried his fingertips into his white hair, as if his thoughts were actually hurting him... and maybe they were... and just let the tears flow. 9S did not care about anything, anymore.

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When 2B realized that 9S had given up holding back his tears, a sharp pain trespassed her chest. It was so painful to see him hurt like that... He was just there in her arms, holding his head between his hands, trying to fight the pain of his own thoughts. A fight that was consuming him, and that he seemed to be losing.

She knew it was no use trying to explain to him how she could be there. He was in too much pain. His mind was being corrupted by the pain for too much time, he would not understand. He would not believe it, because he did not know. How could he believe it, when it was something against what he knew, and against what he had seen with his own eyes?

2B knew what she had to do. She helped 9S to feel that she was really there. Now, she had to help him to believe this.

So that he could do this, she had to help him to remember.

She would not let anything else make him cry like that anymore. Nevermore.

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Once again, 2B cupped 9S' cheek, gently turning his face to hers again, making him release his hands from his head to look at her. Once again, he did not resist or say anything. Her thumb softly wiped away a tear that had escaped from him while he was looking at her, harmless, his eyes seeming so lost.

2B slowly approached her face from 9S's, trying to show that she would not hurt him. He did not react, not seeming to care. So the white haired girl did something she already wanted to do for a long time. She kissed him.

2B could felt the light wave of surprise that ran through 9S, still, he did not react. She could saw, behind her semi-closed eyes, a soft shade of pink trying to emerge bashfully on his cheeks. She could saw the tears still escaping from him while he instinctively closed his eyes to her kiss.

She tried, gently, to gain access into his mouth with her tongue, without being imposed on him. He instinctively reacted to her and allowed it, but not much, hesitant. But she still could feel the warm sweetness of his kiss. It was stained by the salty sadness of his tears. Traces of blood on his lips, almost totally gone now, were also there. They added a copper flavor to his kiss, which had a soft taste that was a mix of musk and silver.

She wanted to continue kissing him forever, but not like this, not while he was in so much pain. She kindly pulled away her lips from his, breaking their kiss, leaving his delicate lips slightly moistened. She kept holding him in her arms as she gently laid him on his back. He kept looking at her confused, but he continued unreacted.

With gentle movements so as not to risk startling him, she straightened her body and straddled his hips again. She took his hands with hers, and led them toward her body. She opened his hands and placed his palms in front of her without touching her. She was trying to put his arms in his typical hacking position. She was trying to show him that she wanted him to hack her.

Then she placed his hands above the sides of her thick thighs, over the curve between them and her buttocks, still without touching her. She looked into his eyes to see if he had understood her. And waited.

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When 9S decided to continue searching for revenge, he had auto hacked, to convert his basic settings to combat mode. Like operator 210 had done when she tried to join the last YoRHa battle.

But it was one thing to do this in an emergency, or to fulfill a particular mission. Another was to keep the conversion active all the time, non-stop. The twisting darkness, the furious hatred, were continually forcing his systems to be what they had not been built to be. There was a limit to how far he could go against the typical nature of his model. Moving beyond that limit could lead to system corruption. This could compromise the ability of his basic functions, such as hacking.

He did not stop being a scanner, nor did he lose the capabilities of its model, but they were compromised. The burning rage did not allow him to achieve the necessary concentration to focus and hack. But the furious hatred was not within him anymore. Without it, his internal systems could go back to the basic settings of the scanner model, recovering and repairing his primary skills.

9S still did not understand what the female model was trying to do. But he could understand what she wanted him to do. He knew it could be a trap. But he did not care anymore.

He agreed to do it

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When she realized he had understood her, she pressed his hands on her thighs, as a signal for him to go forward.

His eyes seemed to lose focus as he hacked.

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- "What a pain!"

- "Stop complaining, 9S"

- "Yeah, yeah…"

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9s found an avatar of himself into her personal network. That did not look like the usual intricate maze, nor had the barriers he was used to face. That was easy to navigate. He saw himself in a path to a memory file. He was curious. Was he supposed to access that? 9S reached the memory file, and accessed one of the data.

He saw an image of himself and 2B at the city ruins. They were in one of the searching missions that seemed to be so common to them. That day it was raining softly, and both were soaked, like the rest of the world. That is what he was complaining about.

They were climbing a ladder outside a building, which was part of the route to their mission. 2B was climbing up in front of him as usual, and he had waited a bit before starting to climb behind her. They had already climbed a little when she stepped on a step particularly rusty.

They both hesitated when they heard a suspicious sound of something snapping.

That step was too rusty to withstand her weight. So it broke. 2B tried to hold onto one side of the ladder, but everything was very slippery because of the rain. She fell.

9S's eyes widened in surprise behind his black visor, when he saw 2B falling toward him. He felt her weight drag him down, falling too. Then... he could only feel something heavy on top of him. It was all dark. He was feeling dizzy, and could not breathe. He held up his hands to try to get that weight off him, pushing it.

When that weight left him, he could breathe again. And he understood what it was. 2B had fallen on him, almost upon his neck. She was heavier than him, he was lucky she had not broken it. But that's why he could not breathe or see anything. When she managed to get up, he saw where his hands were while he tried to push her off him. His hands were on the sides of her thick thighs, on the curve between them and her buttocks. Where his real hands were now.

When 9S realized were his hands had been, he gasped, blushing.

But he did not have time to apologize about it. 2B pulled him into her arms, making him fell dizzy again.

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- "9S! Are you alright?" - She propped his body up with one arm, searching for possible damages to his chest and neck with her free hand, looking worried. She did not seem to care at all about where his hands had been.

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- "Huh…I…Yes…yes, I am fine…"

- "Are you sure? Are you not hurt?"

- "Yeah, yeah…I am fine…don't worry, ok?" - He held her free hand on his chest to calm her. – "But what about you, 2B? Are you okay?"

- "I am fine, thanks to you"

- "Oh, you know, I am here to provide support"

- "Hum… Right… Do you think you can continue? Don't you want to get some rest?"

- "Yeah, yeah… I guess we, scanner units, can be tougher than we look" – He wanted to show her that he could be strong too, even if not as much as a combat unit. He wanted to help her, wanted to protect her. For her, he would go on.

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She helped him up, gently.

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- "I do not doubt it. But if at any time you want to stop and get some rest, just say it, ok?"

- "Yeah, yeah…" - She placed a fingertip on his lips, cutting him off.

- "A single affirmative is sufficient, Nines" - she smiled softly, playfully messing with him.

- "Huh... F...Fine…" – He blushed. - Was she messing with him?

Did she just call him Nines?

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9S awoke from those images, his mind being brought back by something that was happening to his body.

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9S's eyes regained focus as the android boy felt a slight shiver running through him.

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He saw that the white haired girl had leaned over his chest. She was placing soft kisses on the cuts on his pale skin, even the ones still a little stained with his blood, every kiss sending shivers through his body. The lost burning rage took with it any will to fight, keeping him unreacted against her.

Her kisses rose through his skin, from his chest to his neck... where every shiver they caused seemed to have increased in intensity. They began to go through his body to his male part, making him start to feel aroused again. He felt guilty for his body reacting that way again, but he could not prevent this. A light shade of pink softly took over the skin of his cheeks as he blushed, this time without trying to compete with the red color in his eyes.

When the white haired girl's kisses reached the android boy's face, she interrupted them with a light sigh. Then she slowly straightened up and took his hands with hers again. She repeated the gesture she had made earlier, when she tried to indicate that she wanted him to hack her. She looked into his eyes again, waiting to see understanding in them.

9S nodded slightly, not even noticing it.

She cupped her cheeks with his hands and leaned over him again, placing a soft kiss near one corner of his lips.

He hacked.

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- "Are you alright?"

- "Yes, ma'a… hum… I mean, yes, 2B, I am fine"

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They partnered recently, and were in another searching mission, crossing through the city ruins. But this time they came across a group of threaten machines, including some Goliath-class units among them. 2B had took care of them with her skillful combat style, its agility giving her a graceful aspect, even in the midst of all that violence.

The scanner android provided support to the combat unit with his hacking abilities the best he could. Despite he is not defenseless against melee attacks, also being able to wield a sword, his combat skills do not even come close to hers. Besides, the scanner android was always instructed to avoid combat situations, since he had not been built specifically for them. Provide support to a combat unit led to a fights routine that he was still getting used to.

That was a tough fight, at least for the scanner unit. He was sitting resting a little, resting his back against a building, as he tried to catch his breath. The white haired boy had some scratches on his exposed skin, but he knew it could have been worse, if 2B had not been there.

2B was standing near him, patiently waiting him to recover. He was thinking about how amazing she was. She did not have a single scratch at all, and did not look even a bit tired. She looked like a dark angel (if such thing even existed as humans used to believe), placed somewhere between sweetness and intimidation, giving to both the perfect balance. One of the things that made her unique among the combat androids. No. Among all the androids.

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- "I think you should rest a little more. Maybe you should get maintenance"

- "Don't worry, 2B. I am fine"

- "I am not worried. I do not want your ability to provide support to be compromised. This could put the mission at risk"

- "Huh… Okay, but… I don't need maintenance, I am fine. We can go now, if you want to"

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2B was so serious… even cold. Somewhat hard to understand. She did not want him to call her ma'am, allowing him to call her by her name, but that was the closest she'd allowed him to be. During the fight, she did her best to protect him, as if trying to protect him from any risk of getting hurt. Now she was being cold. Sometimes, she seemed undecided about the way she treated him. That bothered him, and made him feel a little sad. They had not known each other for a long time, but he already liked her. He wanted her to like him too, even if only a little.

2B seemed to realize it. She knelt next to him and gently cupped his cheek, as if searching for any damage on his face. He had some scratches, but nothing serious. Then… she placed a soft kiss near a corner of his lips. Where she just did it.

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Where she just did it…?

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9S's eyes widened in surprise behind his black visor. He gasped, feeling the skin of his cheeks getting warmer while he blushed. No way in hell he was expecting this.

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- "2…B...? What…what are you doing…?"

- "I am trying to help you to get better" - She smiled slightly, still holding his cheek.

- "What…what do you mean?"

- "You once told me that humans had this ritual. You know, give a kiss to whom they cared, when they were hurt, to help them to get better"

- "Huh… I did that…? I… I don't remember…"

- "I mean, Operator 6O told me that, and I thought I'd tell you. You seem to enjoy knowing these things. I thought I had already told that to you" – 2B almost clenched her fists as she stood up.

- "Anyway, I hope this has helped you to get better, Nines. Just... try to be more careful"

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That was odd... but, still... yes, that did help him to get better. Wait…

Did she mean she cared for him?

Did… she just call him Nines?

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9S' mind has been brought back when he felt the white haired girl kissing his lips once more

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Her cheeks were still cupped by his hands, which seemed to have been forgotten there. Her tongue was caressing his half-parted lips, trying to gain access into his mouth softly. He instinctively reacted to her and parted his lips a little more, easing her access. He felt her tongue slowly exploring his mouth, feeling the warm, moist smoothness of its motions. He reacted to her again, his tongue starting to interact hesitantly with hers, responding to the softly pleasing sensations she was causing.

His hands were still forgotten on her face, but he felt the soft touch of her hands on his own face. He felt her fingertips began to slide through his skin, from his face to his neck, caressing it in an especially kind way. Her hands continued their way to his chest, exploring it. Her fingertips slid through the male details of his softly defined chest, her touch sending mildly pleasuring shivers through all his body.

He felt when she cupped his cheek with one hand, the other continuing to explore his body. He felt her fingertips softly sliding down to his firm belly, where their touch became a little more intense on their way down through it, sending a more intense sensation through his body too. Her fingertips continued their journey, increasing the intensity of the sensations they caused as they descended... slowly descending more and more... Until her hand reached the male part of his body between his thighs, her touch there sending an electric shiver through his body.

9S startled and gasped, pushing her away by her shoulders, breaking the trap of her kiss.

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No…

…He would not allow her to mess with him like that again, make him lose control again. He would not allow his body to betray him like that again.

9S tried to push her away from him, but 2B could feel a difference in his effort. He was not trying to push her away with the force of rage, but with the force of guilt. His love is so pure… even now, even after all... he was trying to fight against something he could not believe or understand, but his body already sensed, just because he loved her and did not want to betray this. He was feeling guilty for his body being reacting, not knowing he did not need to.

But his body was reacting to her… he was almost remembering… but he still need to believe.

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2B leaned over 9S again, resisting his effort to push her away from him, and trapped him in another kiss. That way he could not stop her from continuing exploring his male member. He kept trying to push her away, even while his arousal had starting to increase. She wrapped her hand around his member, caressing up and down gently at the beginning, but increasing the intensity of her touch when she felt his member growing rigid. Still, he kept trying to push her away, but she could feel that now his hands were shivering.

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…No… not again…

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She felt his member filling the gap of her hand as it was stiffening. It was so soft and warm… and still impressively sturdy to a unit built with soft features… he could not imagine how much he could affect her. But she could feel that he was starting to gasp against her mouth, making her stimuli on his male member become even more lusty. His body reacted to her, and now she could feel him trying to prevent himself from moaning against the trap of her kiss, now not only his hands against her shuddering, but all his body.

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…Not...that again…

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She kept holding him in her hand, her grip around his member becoming more intense, her motions up and down through its length becoming faster... more and more… She could feel his male member fully hard now, even pulsing a little in need... starting to warmer while she was still trapping him in her kiss… Then, his entire body becoming softly warmer, feeling it even in his mouth while he struggled to control his panting breath and his contained moans... She could feel his hips arching against her now, as if he was trying to add its motions to the effort of his trembling hands in trying to push her away from him.

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…I c-can't… I…wouldn't…

…please, stop it…St…

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His male member was becoming even warmer, the motions and reactions of his body becoming more urgent… she knew that she was about to feel certain lusty pulses coming from his member…Then… she felt that he was trying to say something, for the first time since he had advanced on her to tight her neck. He was trying, but her tongue into his mouth was not allowing him to do it. She knew what it was when he did one last, desperate effort to push her away from him, which managed to finally break the trap of her kiss. Not just trying to say something then, but even shout. She knew that what he was trying to say - no, to shout – against her mouth was…

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… STOP!

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She understood it when she saw the expression in his face. Fear. Something about him that she knew too well.

He was afraid of her. Of what she was doing to him. Of what this was making happen to him, to his body. He was afraid of losing control again, of betraying his feelings for her that way again. She could see it in his red eyes, which were looking at her with fear, while some tears escaped from them. He was panting deeply, his body was shaking, even the skin of his cheeks has assumed a shade of red again, as if trying to make it match the color in his eyes… but all of these reactions were happening as a result of his effort in not allowing her to made him lose control again.

But she had to bring him back to her.

Carefully, gently, she straightened up and softly took his trembling hands with hers once more. He allowed it hesitantly. She placed his hands on her waist, beneath her belly. Now she was the one slightly shaking, with a panting nervous breath.

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Please, Nines, remember this… please, understand this…

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9S hacked into his way to escape from what was happening to him

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They were at the Forest Zone, in a mission directly requested by Commander. They were supposed to cross through that area again, where they already had been, to reinforce the security of that area, eliminating any remaining machine they find.

9S did not think this was necessary, but he was grateful for the opportunity to have a break from the fight and seek missions. And he needed that break. There was something very hard going through his mind, which he was trying to understand. One thing he had just discovered about mankind.

He was at the waterfall, feeling the soft running water relaxing his body. He liked how that could make him feel good. But this time he had hoped that the falling water could also help calm the thoughts in his mind. He just did not know what to do with what he had discovered.

2B allowed him to get some rest, and was waiting patiently for him. He did not quite understand why, but her patience seemed almost…suspicious. It was almost as if she was guessing what was going through his mind.

He noticed a secret cave hidden behind the running water of the waterfall. He crossed the waterfall to examine the cave, curious. It was so well hidden by the running water that it could not be perceived from the outside. The cave was not too big or too deep, but could still be used as a hideout. That place was even comfortable; the running water did not go in there, falling only outside. The Lunar Tears growing there were giving to it an even more peaceful aspect.

2B crossed the water and joined him, which seemed even more suspicious. Usually she would be hurrying him to continue on their mission, not joining his curiosity like that. Without a word, she removed her black visor, letting it fall to the ground; and placed her hands on his shoulders, close to his neck, her eyes looking directly at him. His suspicions spiked up, turning into fear. He almost took a step back to put some distance between them, just in case of something happen. Then he realized that there was not much he could do. He had nowhere to go, and she was blocking the way out of the cave. He was trapped there with her.

No way was he expecting for what she did. 2B cupped his cheeks and just... kissed him.

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- "2…B? What are you doin…" – he tried to ask her against her mouth, but she cut him off with a deeper kiss, removing his black visor too, messing up to his logic system. That made his suspicions and fear vanish.

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That was a delightful surprise, but that was not the only she did. What she did to him there, what they did together, almost made him forget what he had discovered. Almost.

He was uncertain about what to do and felt insecure, but his body seemed to react to hers as if it already knew. And her body reacted to his as if she knew him better than he did. Now his body was trying to recover from the effects of the information he had just learned. The pleasing shivers were softening; his panting breath was recovering, returning to his normal rhythm. She also seemed to be recovering, but in an oddly different way. Her body was still shaking a little too, but... it was different... it seemed more like... like she was crying.

She had sat up and turned away from him, trying to hide it from him, but he perceived it. As he always do. What was happening? Did he do something wrong? Did he hurt her?

I really screwed up, didn't I?

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- "2B…? Are you alr…" – he tried to ask, but was suddenly cut off while trying to reach her shoulder.

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The light of life just turned off from his eyes instantly, making them lose focus even before his lifeless body fall down on the ground. He didn't even see what had hit him: 2B's sword, that she had trespassed through his chest, so fast and hard that it managed to cross his entire chest, destroying his black box and his memories. The mark of her sword's betrayal was still somewhere there.

The betrayal. It was already hard to know that the purpose of his life, of the life of all androids, was a lie. Finding out that the only thing left to give hope and meaning to his life, to satisfy his longing for something that not even existed anymore, betrayed him that way… he loved her but… because of those betrayals… he had to admit he also hated her, for stealing his memories from him. Sometimes he wanted to hurt her. Even…more than this.

9S saw the image of 2B leaned over his lifeless body, crying hopelessly for him. He could understand why she had to betray him like that. The destiny of all androids was laid on her hands, it depended on her that they too were not be destroyed by the truth. That's why she had to sacrifice him like that. However, to understand that did not prevent the hatred from pouring into him, hatred for everything that kept them trapped in that curse. But her feelings for him made her feel as if she also was sacrificed with him.

She didn't even need to feel like that. He would forget about her anyway, she could simply let another E-type take care of his natural curiosity and its consequences. But among the few choices she had, she decided not to do that. She did it because she loved him. That way she could keep him alive in her memories, the way he always was, not allowing him to get lost for good. But the choice she had made caused her too much pain. They both were sacrificial lambs, but her pain had the weight of the world.

Her memories allowed him to remain alive, even at the cost of so much pain, for her love to him. That made the love he already feel for her to increase even more, overcoming hatred, until 2B became everything to him. Until he loved her so hard, that his own black box reacts to hers, so he just could not kill her, even if he tried. It would be the same as dying. She reacted the same way to him, the only reason why she did not die, after killing him, was that she was especially built to survive to this.

Then everything he knew and love was taken away from him, so harshly, that all he could think about was revenge, all that he could feel were the blood-thirsty rage, and burning hatred. And the only one who could save him was the one whom was taken away from him.

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- "It always…end like this…" – he heard 2B whispering. He would give his life for her, if that could help her to escape from their curse…

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2B was always feeling guilty for what she had to do to 9S, and because of that, she helped him to satisfy his curiosity once in a while. The current subject of his curiosity was emotions. If they are not allowed to feel them, why they were built with the capacity of have feelings, in the first place?

That was not all. 9S not only had feelings for her, as they also seemed to increase more and more. 9S always cared for 2B, wanted to be closer to her, but the more his feelings for her grew, the closer from her he wanted to be, and he just could not understand what that meant, or knew what to do about it. Would that have something to do about being built at the image of their humans creators? What they do about it?

9S learned, from the answers to those questions, that they were built at the image of their creators in more details than they could think or know. With 2B's help, he learned how his feelings could affect the reactions of his body. He learned even more about his own body, also about 2B's, and the chain-reactions that they could cause to each other.

Seeing her female body's details would arouse some reaction in his body, because he learned that those details could affect it with pleasurable effects. Pleasurable effects that he began to need. Her body would be affected by his body's reactions, also with pleasurable effects. That chain-reaction would keep going; the need learned by their bodies increasing the intensity of their effects and reactions, until that was fully satisfied. All those information were installed in their bodies, making them react and respond one to another.

That's why she was somewhat dominant toward 9S. She knew what he was capable of doing to her, even if he was unaware of it. She knew what they were capable of doing together. She knew this, because he had taught her. But not just that.

9S was 2B's first and only one. They learned together about their bodies' chain-reaction, but if it were not for him, she would never have learned these things. It was he who taught her what her body was capable of doing, and that she could not even imagine. It could help her to make him remember.

She would affect even a replaced of his body. Even though his replaced versions seemed as untouched as before learning about it, unaware of it, the information they learned together remained in her data. His scanner system would detect that information from her data sooner or later, his feelings for her making it inevitable. That information would be installed in his body again, as it had been in hers, and his new body would start to react to hers, even if his mind was unaware or could not remember and understand the reason for it. But this could also help him remember about them.

Her mission as an E-type was fulfilled. She did her best she could to reinforce the information installed in their data, via physical connection, before accomplished that. She had to help him to remember her, so she could help him to remember who he was.

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Seeing 2B's pain while she was crying over his lifeless body also caused pain to 9S. Their curse was perversely unfair…and when they finally had the chance to get free from it, 2B was harshly taken away from him. That was even worse. Deadly worse. 9S would do anything to bring her back to him. No machine would use his feelings for 2B against him anymore. What do they know? They don't know anything at all about them.

He did not understand why that female model was showing all those memories to him. What was she trying to do? He knew they could have been hacked from him; the machines already did it when they tried to destroy his memories of 2B. So what?

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Wait.

That was not one of his memories.

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He was watching 2B crying over him… but that was not possible, because he didn't see it. He was already dead even before his body has reached the ground. The machines could not hack and use against him a memory he did not have. That memory belongs just to someone.

That memory belongs just to 2B.

That was not possible, but… how…?

…Did it really matter?

Maybe there was a god, after all

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9S' red eyes regained focus with his realization.

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"2…Aa…ah...!"

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9S straightened up his body, sitting quickly, and hugged tightly 2B by her waist, pulling her closer to him. His male member was still rigid from her previous stimulations on it, and the reactions of his body had affected hers, moistening within her warmly. The closer contact between them made their bodies to connect one to each other.

Their physical connection, which they had learned together, and the chain-reaction that this allowed to happen between them; were one more thing they learned to use to express their feelings to each other, also belonging to their memories of pure light.

9S almost let out 2B's name with his unexpected moan.

2B wrapped her legs around 9S's back, bringing him closer to her, to embrace him tightly too. That allowed their bodies to deeper the physical connection between them, increasing the effects of their chain-reaction. They both gasped, moaning.

9S placed his hands on the ground behind him, to provide support to their bodies. She embraced him with one arm behind his neck, helping him. Her free hand cupped his cheek, allowing her to turn his face to hers, and kissed him. Without the salty tears of sadness to stain it, his kiss became fresh and pure again, sweet with his musk and silver's taste.

He tried to call her name with his breath's panting against her mouth, with overjoyed recognition, but their passionate moans and heavy breaths did not allow it. But 2B felt it; his body was already recognizing her. So 9S just joined to the wet smooth interaction of their warm tongues, enjoying the fresh taste of her sweet golden kiss.

2B started to swing her hips flush to his lap, in the sweet rhythm of love, and not just of raw lust. She tightened the embrace of her legs around him, giving support to his body. It allowed 9S to grip 2B by her waist to help her, adding the motions of his arms pulling her toward him, to the moves of her body encountering his. Before long, both their bodies were dancing at the same rhythm.

The pink tone that has emerged on the skin of their cheeks was becoming more intense, almost as if they were trying to compete to make it match the color that was in his eyes. The heat-pleasing wave growing within them also was increasing the intensity of their bodies' other reactions; their panting breaths becoming deeper, their moans' tone more urgent, the pleasuring shivers running through their bodies, stronger.

The moves and reactions they were receiving from one to another, hungry for each other, were bringing them to the point of no return, as they become faster… stronger... deeper.

When their panting' breaths became too deep to allow them to continue kissing, they break their kiss to struggle for air, their lips rosy and moistened from the taste of each other's kiss. 2B could feel 9S' heavy breath on the sensitive skin of her breasts, as they pressed his softly defined male chest. She slid her now free hand into the white hair of his head's back, grabbing them a little without even noticing it.

2B felt that the pleasuring hot wave growing within him was breaking off, as she feel it rushly overrunning inside her in hot and lusty impulses, feeling his warmer male member twitching within her, moistening her. He hugged her even harder, trying to hold his shaking body at hers' as his loses control. She moans helpless as her own body responds to his, allowing him to feel the swift impulses within her tightening around him, her insides even hotter and wetter. She pulls the white hair she'd grabbed, helping him to throw his head back to howl once more, this time without being afraid of losing control.

She kept holding him into her arms, providing support to his shaking body, as he was running out of energy.

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"2B… It is really you..."

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9S let some unaware tears escape from his eyes again, but this time, they were of relief and joy.

...

While they were trying to catch their breaths, 2B could sense 9S' body running out of energy, as the embrace of his trembling arms started to loosen a little. He struggled to keep hugging her tightly, but she knew that he must be exhausted after everything that had happened. Then, she gently undid the connection of their bodies, feeling a small hesitancy in both of them, and shifted their positions. She moved to a comfortable sitting position, holding him in her arms; helping him to rest against her body, one side of his face resting on her chest. Still, he tried to keep hugging her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

For some time they did nothing but try to catch their breaths, listening to the peaceful sound of the waterfall. When 2B's breath had softened enough, she cupped 9S' cheek, turning his face to hers, to look into his eyes. They were full of sure recognition. But the red color was also still there. Even so, she knew that he was her Nines again, the sweet, good, caring one. She helped him to remember who he was. She caressed his cheek, smiling at him. His panting' breath was taking a little longer to recover, due to his exhaustion, so he remained silently. But not for too long.

9S took his hand to her hand caressing his cheek, as he tried to catch his breath. When their hands met, he noticed something. Many things.

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Traces of blood on the skin of her wrist

A small wound done by a tip of a sword

A purple mark

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He startled, his eyes widening in shame and guilt, with a blushing tone on his face, almost as red as the color in his eyes.

What did I…? How could I…?

He took his hand to the purple mark to analyze the damage, but stopped before touch it, afraid of hurting her; didn't wanting to risk to cause even the slightest pain.

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"2B! I-I am sorry! What the hell was I thinking? Sorry, 2B… I… I'm so sorry…"

2B cut him off, placing a petal kiss on his lips, as soft and light as a petal from a Lunar Tear. A kiss that he had needed for too long.

"Don't worry, Nines. It is finally over. Everything is fine now"

2B did not give him a chance to keep apologizing. She placed another petal kiss on his lips, calming him; making him to feel forgiven. No more dark emotions. No more fear, no more hatred, not even guilt. They are free now.

"Fine…" – He smiled at her. His voice was still a little husky, but she noticed that it was already returning to the sweet, calming tone she loves.

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9S could not imagine whether it would be possible to love her even more. For their love, she allowed him to had his chance to H*U*R*T* her, releasing H*A*T*E. He even had his chance to K*I*L*L* her, to get his revenge. Only to remember something he already knew: for her, he would rather die than kill. She helped him to release all overflowing desires trapped inside him. She helped him to break free from all those dark forces. Now he was free to just L*O*V*E* her. They both were free to love each other now.

...

Initiating system check…

System check loading…

Corrupted operational processors detected

Initiating basic repair and maintenance procedures…

Initiating security rest mode…

...

"No… not now…"

He was exhausted, running out of energy. His internal system was trying to activate the rest mode, to let him recover energy and to initiate the repair and maintenance procedures he needed. But he did not want it to happen now. He did not want to let go of her now, or ever.

2B knew that his internal system would activate the rest mode as soon as possible, to let him recover energy and to do what it needed to do. She noticed him struggling to stay awake, did not wanting to let go of her. She cuddled him in her arms with a tighter embrace and took his hand to let it rest on her chest, next to his face; keeping her hand holding his.

"Don't worry, Nines… I'm not going anywhere, I promise. Believe me"

"Fine…" - He sighed, smiling slightly, thinking that he would always believe her, would always sense her, even… even if she were in a spaceship escaping to space!

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His sweet smile was vanishing slowly as he let himself go into rest mode, his eyes closing softly... somehow managing to keep hugging her slightly while she caressed his face again, helping him to fall asleep...

His eyes were still red. But 2B noticed that now the color was just a little, red sparkly light, hidden behind a certain blue tone. He was healing. They both were.

Their future have a hope to heal, too.

The feelings that kept them longing for humans, also allowed a different future for all of them. The ability to have emotions also made them care about who they knew, wish to have them nearby, be happy with them. If or when the truth was discovered, they would have a choice: to suffer for something lost... or to take advantage of the chance that they had nothing more to defend, to stop fighting and be free to enjoy what they feel for each other. The emotions that kept them longing for humans; now could be used to help them to break free from humans.

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2B guarded 9S while he was asleep in rest mode, looking like the dark angel he once thought she looked like. And that was how she would always guard him now, not letting anyone else hurt him, ever again. No, not exactly like that, because the dark part was finally gone. It would never end like that anymore. Never more.

She would wait for him forever, if she needed to. But it didn't take too long.

When the restart mode finished loading, after the basic healing procedures had finished, 9S opened his eyes, smiling to her. 2B could see the lovely, light blue color she loves.

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Notes:

Sigh* Oh, well...it took some time, but I guess this is it. I hope I have done some justice for these two beloved androids, even if only in the crazy imagination of my weird mind ;)

It's a shame I do not know how to draw, I think it could look cute ^_^

Many thanks to everyone who read the entire story to the end. Please, let me know what you think about it at the really helped me to keep going, and every new comment I read makes my day :):)

Just one more thing: *places hand on chest* 0_

Glory...to Mankind ;)