"A real persocom," I said with a dreamy smile. "God they're so beautiful."
The window of "Hai Persocoms and Computers" was slowly getting steamed up as I pressed my face again the glass. They were beautiful – girls, boys, both young and old – but all artificial. Created perfection. Their eyes were closed, their faces set in a calm expression. Waiting for a mistress/master.
I had been desperate for one for such a long time; they were amazing. Not only could I do research and talk to my friends, I'd be able to just turn it on and off whenever I wanted to. It was portable, handy, and just plain brilliant.
After about fifteen minutes, someone walked out, and surveyed me for a moment. A small, sheepish smile spread across my face as I saw Yamamoto – a close friend of mine that I had dated a few times, but never really stayed with. There had been too many arguments, too little love.
"Hai!" I said cheerfully, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly to me. He laughed, twirling me around. As he placed me to the ground, he blushed.
"Hello Katai," he said with a fond smile. "I saw you in your desperate state and thought I'd come and watch you salivate a bit longer."
I laughed – I knew that I had been looking stupid, just standing there and watching the Persocoms – but anyone who had ever seen one would know exactly how I felt. I punched him lightly on the shoulder before whining,
"But I want one! I really want one. So desperately, passionately..."
I stared at them again, my green eyes wide with longing. I felt Yamamoto twitch beside me as he said in a low voice,
"Now if you'd looked at ME like that, we might have worked out."
I shifted uncomfortably; I had never been much of a girl to enjoy the physical part of a relationship, and that had been the cause of a lot of tears, sulks, and guilt. I touched his arm gently,
"Yama," I began, looking earnestly at him – but he placed a finger on my lips and said with a grin,
"Shut it, Kat. I came out here to tell you that there's a massive sale going on – even on some of the new ones. I figured that you might wanna check it out...?" My mouth dropped open, my heart jumping around – I grasped his hand and squealed repeatedly. He waited for me to calm down, before sniggering.
"Are you done?"
I bit my lip.
"Right. Well, I'd hurry up, because there are LOADS of people in here waiting. I just got one," he said with a proud smile. "Beautiful girl. Can't wait for it to be delivered tonight!"
I nodded, before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek. Leaving him to go bright red underneath all of his dark blue hair, I slipped into the store, my heart hammering against my chest. I looked towards the crowd of people and slowly made my way over. I soon realised that I wasn't going to be in for an easy time – there were at least fifty other people in a small space, trying to get the Persocom they wanted. I sighed – I knew I'd be left with the crappy one, the one that no-one wanted.
The window of "Hai Persocoms and Computers" was slowly getting steamed up as I pressed my face again the glass. They were beautiful – girls, boys, both young and old – but all artificial. Created perfection. Their eyes were closed, their faces set in a calm expression. Waiting for a mistress/master.
I had been desperate for one for such a long time; they were amazing. Not only could I do research and talk to my friends, I'd be able to just turn it on and off whenever I wanted to. It was portable, handy, and just plain brilliant.
After about fifteen minutes, someone walked out, and surveyed me for a moment. A small, sheepish smile spread across my face as I saw Yamamoto – a close friend of mine that I had dated a few times, but never really stayed with. There had been too many arguments, too little love.
"Hai!" I said cheerfully, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly to me. He laughed, twirling me around. As he placed me to the ground, he blushed.
"Hello Katai," he said with a fond smile. "I saw you in your desperate state and thought I'd come and watch you salivate a bit longer."
I laughed – I knew that I had been looking stupid, just standing there and watching the Persocoms – but anyone who had ever seen one would know exactly how I felt. I punched him lightly on the shoulder before whining,
"But I want one! I really want one. So desperately, passionately..."
I stared at them again, my green eyes wide with longing. I felt Yamamoto twitch beside me as he said in a low voice,
"Now if you'd looked at ME like that, we might have worked out."
I shifted uncomfortably; I had never been much of a girl to enjoy the physical part of a relationship, and that had been the cause of a lot of tears, sulks, and guilt. I touched his arm gently,
"Yama," I began, looking earnestly at him – but he placed a finger on my lips and said with a grin,
"Shut it, Kat. I came out here to tell you that there's a massive sale going on – even on some of the new ones. I figured that you might wanna check it out...?" My mouth dropped open, my heart jumping around – I grasped his hand and squealed repeatedly. He waited for me to calm down, before sniggering.
"Are you done?"
I bit my lip.
"Right. Well, I'd hurry up, because there are LOADS of people in here waiting. I just got one," he said with a proud smile. "Beautiful girl. Can't wait for it to be delivered tonight!"
I nodded, before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek. Leaving him to go bright red underneath all of his dark blue hair, I slipped into the store, my heart hammering against my chest. I looked towards the crowd of people and slowly made my way over. I soon realised that I wasn't going to be in for an easy time – there were at least fifty other people in a small space, trying to get the Persocom they wanted. I sighed – I knew I'd be left with the crappy one, the one that no-one wanted.