Law OF Robotics

Refrences:

No.1-Joey

No.2-Yugi

No.3-Malik

No.4-Ryou

Warning: Refrences to other anime's and Manga's will be made, non of them belong to me, just the Plot. I don't own Yugioh, or Chobits..nor do I own any other anime, or mangas mentioned. All the credit belongs to there respected owners…once again only the idea(plot) belongs to me…

Contains Parings: SetoxJoey, YamixYugi, BakuraxRyou, MarikXMalik

Other: Hi! This story will be long and crazy so get ready for a rollercoaster ride. If you have any questions feel free to Email or Comment. Hmmm …I guess I wanted to make something new and trust me when I say this is like a soap opera with everything that goes on….And yes this is a story that has transcended through time, I have been working on this for about two years, I never had the courage to publish it until now. I still don't know where it is that I want to go with this but 50% of this has been written. On another note, I apologize for any grammar and spelling error's….So a Beta is more than welcomed. This story also contains side stories lol…..which will involve an episode of the actual chobits manga or other, if you guys suggest them.

..I have a question…how many of you feel embarrassed about buying Yaoi at your local stores lol…I know I do!

Ps: There's going to be a-lot of side stories…..

[Chapter 1]- Marik and Bakura

The year is 20XX it's a new world, relations with other humans have nearly become obsolete. What's taken it's place, Personal "Human" Computers. Androids if you want to call them. They never grow old, never talk back and you build them to fit your own personal taste. The term android comes from there sensitive touch capabilities that would rival any humans nervous system.

Why not simply call them robots?

A lot of it was simply derived from the human laws, of Robotics. They cry, feel pain, and feel happy. But these feeling do not go outside of there programming, or else these androids would be considered human. Many found this idea to be an outstanding creation of humanity.

They(androids) were not made from the lust of man nor were they made from their greed they were made from… pure love. Ichiro was his name, an inventor who married a lovely scientist and they were truly happy. The scientist was unable to bear children, so the inventor made for her two "beautiful" children using the latest technology. And that's how they were born.

But many years have passed since then, and a new legend arose. One that was thought to be a myth.

The legend of Chobits…..

Kaiba, Yami, Bakura and Marik walked along the streets of Domino one sunny afternoon. Their friendship had grown very slowly but it no doubly progressed, they trusted each other and had saved the world together countless times, they would never admit this to each other but their connections to the past had become unbreakable. Yami always knew that destiny would play out this way since his time in Egypt -when he took charge of the Millennium Necklace- but Bakura, Marik and (especially) Kaiba had learned this lesson the hard way. While time went by… the pharaoh had managed to slowly seep into their hearts creating a very unique kind of friendship that bore from hate. A friendship that they would never admit. And now fate had played out like this, yes he had seen his future with the necklace but many things could of changed this outcome. The simplest of choices could alter such an outcome. Especially with the multiple universes out there.

And so he worked hard to make it possible and through his hard work and dedication it became possible.

And now here they were walking through the streets of Domino like the bestest of friends.

Bakura on hand didn't think the same as the pharaoh. And so he walked and glared at the small figure before him… what right did he have to order him around? It's not like their past had been peachy, infact it had been everything but peachy…."sigh" it was complicated. But I guess that wasn't the real question. The real question was buried deep within his mind. He was a thief the king of thiefs, and he stole many things. His highlight, the day he stole Yami's fathers sarcophagus and took it to the palace rebelling against the pharaoh. "Good Times!"

A hatred had been born, from the moment he was a child struggling to get by

A child born from criminals is a criminal.

Then this so called king arose form the lands of Egypt and spoke of the unification and peace within the lands but those words weren't meant for his people. NO. Those promises weren't for him. It pained him, because the children that ran around him with pure bliss would grow up to judged and hated by the people of his pharaoh. They had the audacity to call them uncivilized. Why? Because they didn't have up to date technology, because their buildings were torn and decaying, or was it because their clothes weren't so glamorous. What made them less human than the rest. They never killed out of boredom unless provoked…so what made them different? They were human weren't they? His people suffered, his people were noble, his people felt pain, they were his family…. and yet they were shunned from the Utopia that Atem was trying to create. What made his people better than his? Sure they committed mistakes but to be shunned from happiness, that was low even for a king. That was the reason, he stole and dishonored the king.

Yami didn't take this lightly. He was beyond pissed…he stood with the Millennium puzzle around his neck and Bakura stood there with the Millenium Ring around his, not about to back down…..then there was that damn priest who stood there as well, watching with his Millennium Rod, calculating…"Sneaky bastard….

and the last thing I remember was standing there before the three Gods of Ra…trying to save my people…"

….Bakura's thought's were interrupted when he noticed that his heart had sped up, and his body started feeling funny, and his breath was short… something caught his eyes…luscious long white hair and porcelain skin laying there in a pile of trash. It reminded him of someone, someone important. But his mind wouldn't register the person almost like…they were erased…. He was tiered of living in a past that died 5,000 years ago.

Bakura stood in that place staring at the figure in the trash for about five minutes. During those five minutes the others stared at him intently…. To them(Marik, Yami and Kaiba) It almost seemed like a lion stalking it's prey -only that in this scenario Bakura was the lion and the being his gaze was currently focused on…the gazelle…-Bakura broke out of the trance and slowly started to approach the beauty that laid their emotionless in a heap of trash and finally, when he was in a close enough range he noticed that "it" had a No.4 imprinted on it's thigh. He wondered if this person or thing was alive, but being the kind of person to act and then think, he decided to carry "it" and ask questions later. The possibility of "it" being a dead body did cross his mind but since this was Bakura we were talking about, dead bodies were nothing new to him. Nothing was going to ruin this night-or else he was never going to hear the end if it, from a certain Pharaoh-. Yes people did stare, for in his hands laid a women(to the people he looked like a she) who was rapped in a very long ribbon, that so happened to coil itself perfectly around the figure's body but fear impaired their speech.

Bakura's peripheral vision allowed him to see the tattoo implanted on it's thigh… something about it's location and ink quality turned him on. What made this situation weird wasn't the fact that in his hands laid a beautiful stranger, the strangeness of this situation was that the minute he picked up the body the void that plagued his heart was filled. Almost as their meeting was predetermined.

Kaiba on the other hand rubbed his temples…."sigh"… Bakura was crazy, but now he was simply insane carrying that THING around. However, Kaiba continued to walk trying to end this 'friendship' walk that the pharaoh had forced them all to attend, as soon as possible. All of them followed Kaiba but once again they stopped…

Marik walked listening to the pharaoh speak. This was one funny situation, so why not get his seven chuckles in…ha,ha,ha…ha,ha….ha,ha…..there. Never in a million years did he think that him and the sun of Ra would be friends in this world, I mean he was pretty evil in the past if he did say so himself. Despite the fact that the past was something insignificant to him, he killed…so what….he hurt….natural, tried to change the world…not really. But his hatred grew and the darkness spread, why should he waste his life for a king he didn't even consider royalty, because the king was a man that demanded respect but hadn't gained it and he and his family suffered greatly for that. Locked up to never see the sunlight of day to live in a world that would never know he existed, the life of a tomb keeper. That was his thorn. And yet his family simply bowed to the king and gratefully took the job. Proud to stand before Atem. "Blah" He didn't' feel honor, he didn't feel the pride that his parents spoke about. He simply felt trapped. The day they moved to their new home.

"I remember extending my arms like a bird and let the wind pass through my body, I had Goosebumps all over my body. And it made me sad because for the first time in my life I had noticed the true beauty of this world. I opened my eyes and saw flocks of birds flying past me. Oh, how I wished I was a bird. How I wished to fly away, that way these chains wouldn't be able to bind me anymore"

A true honor was all they spoke about. "Until my tenth birthday." A ceremony proving to the king how much they loved and worshipped him.

Never once asking me for my opinion.

And so they tied me up to a table and tattooed my back, which spoke of a legend. Something his sister foresaw with her Millennium Necklace. Oh how he loathed the king of kings, oh how he wanted to squeeze that neck between his fingers.

And then all I remember is standing alongside the king of thieves and the kings of kings ready to face something powerful. Something that took away, and left a void"

Marik stopped. Almost instantly something told him to stop and the most delicious smell infiltrated his nose. He whiffed the smell and the bulge in his pants grew, only to be stopped by the constricting cloth of his pants. Almost as if his animal side had completely taken over. Slowly he turned following the enticing smell and noticed a hand containing the No.3 (a couple of miles away from the one Bakura found). His pores released sweat as if he were nervous, his blood pumped faster almost as if it were tying to tear through the skin and his heart was pumping it, spreading it down south. Marik grinned his member throbbing with pleasure. It was weird nothing had ever turned him on this much.

This was indeed an interesting night.

Kaiba's temples thumped harder, today of all days…this had to happen…the one day in the year that they were forced to hang out with Yami and it had turned out like this…..Kaiba's thought's were interrupted with questions about these beings, they were being found fairly easy and no one else seemed to notice them. Why were people just walking by without picking up these things? Did people even noticed them? It was pretty hard not too.

Marik inspected further. The trash that surrounded the tanned beauty seemed to be there for weeks, Marik like Bakura decided to ask questions later. Placing one arm by the knees and the other by the neck, ready to take home his prized collection. Marik thought about carrying the doll over his shoulders but to much would have been revealed so he decided with the standard bridal position. Just like Bakura's, his doll was only wearing a ribbon like material around it's body covering the most important parts, leaving a lot to the imagination. Poor, Poor Marik, this was going to be a long walk….

Bakura and Marik were now partners in crime… because to the untrained eye they looked like serial killers carrying their victims to their impending doom.

…People did stare but were to afraid to end up like the victims they carried so they just watched from afar…Hooray for ignoring people who might possibly need help…

"Great going guys, now our night will not be normal" said Yami

"Like anything about them is normal" retorted Kaiba

'Hmph" was the only thing heard from the other two. Yami suddenly stopped.

Kaiba's eyes widened this had to be a sick joke, Seto knew that his cousin was smarter than the other two, in where he wouldn't let his penis do all the talking. But when Kaiba turned around expecting his cousin to simply walk away…Seto was shocked to see that it had happened, Yami was thinking with his DICK.

He was truly surrounded by fools.