I AM ALIVE

a good old friend

A soft, yet annoying buzz sounded from the small button beside the door. "Why, may I ask," Izuku questioned, "are you holding in the doorbell?"

Ochako still hadn't let up, the noise continued. "B'cuz", was her only response.

Finelly the door opened, a tall man, long, lavender hair. "I don't want any cook-" he paused, "ochako?"

'So ochako knew the purple haired guy'

"Hi shinso", Ochako greeted.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"A simple 'hello' would suffice, but ok," she said "I brought a friend. "

Izuku waved coincidendentely shareing the reason she was here. Hitoshi paused, "you-?" "Yep", she said, ending her "p" with a pop. Hitoshi whistled, "wow, miss ochako appliance hater Uraraka" he teased.

"Yeah, yeah, shut up." Hitoshi chuckled.
"Not like I chose to get him" She said referring to the supposedly horrid robot. "So ya' giving him away?" She snorted at that, "wish I could", Ochako answered, walking inside.

On the walls, where old photos of Shinso in the cyberlife factory, working on androids, laughing with coligues, and even some held a picture of a bright, bubblegum pink girl.
Izuku scanned the photo.

[Scaning subject: • • •]

[Scan complete]
|name:Mina Ashido|
|age: 22 |
|quirk: acid|

"So," Hitoshi started, "your new friends name?" Izuku looked his way "I'm Izuku ", he answered himself. "Know what model he is?" Shinso asked, Ochako looked at the android "uhh", she didn't know, "wanna find out?" Ochako shrugged, "I just need his hand fixed," she explained "had it wrapped but he wouldn't leave it alone".

Shinso inspected the short male android, "well," he said "depending on the model and programming that may explain why" he explained to her. "Why's that?" Ochako asked, Shinso looked closely at the injury on his hand, "certain androids get repurposed if returned, or found abandoned with minimal damage" he explained, "most are optimized to fit their repurpose, but are left with most if not all old functions."

Izuku stood, still and obedient. "If you let me, I can see what sort of android he was before?"

She shrugged, "sure, why not".

"Alright then," shinso smiled, "follow me."

He led to a clean, white, room. A spacious room full of tools, computers, and other things used to work with these robots.
Izuku, of courses, followed behind obediently.

Hitoshi had the android laid out on what looked like a metal operation table, "So, you wanna explain any of this?" Ochako asked, looking to the seemingly powered off android.  "Well, to start," he began to explain "some models and types can be identified solely by anatomy and sensors or sensor placement."

'Yeah,' Ochako thought to herself 'if you've spent your whole life dedicated to these things '. 

She glanced back at the nearly bare android,  "so, what's the diagnosis doctor 'toshi?" She joked. "I'm thinking ", shinso began "your friend used to be in the category of companion androids." The tired male informed,  "and why's that?" She questioned.

"For a start," Hitoshi eyed the android, "he seems to have full anatomy" he told Ochako, "if you understand what I mean."

She looked at him confused, then it hit.

'Oh'...

"Oh." She says finelly, with a faint blush.

"And thats-" She clears her throat, "that's all?" Hitoshi looked back to one of the many different computer monitors. "Not completely, " ochako tilts her head in question, "he seams to have a large amount of stimulation sensors, which seem to be deactivated" he further explained to her, "as well as minor leftover damage, even after modifications and rebuild."  He continued, "I'm guessing misused child android,  which would explain his discomfort to the hand bandaging, child androids tend to have high sensitivity levels."

Ochako looked at her plastic annoyance, he didn't look like a child.  "How is that possible?" She asked, now very confused. 

"It's a sad thing, realy," hitoshi began to explain, "but many child androids are often abused and left to their own if broken beyond repair or malfunctioned, that's is, if they arnt turned in." Ochako ran her hand through her short hair, "I didn't ask about that part," she told him, "I mean, how is that supposed to be a child?" She asked in still confusion. "I did say that minorly damaged androids are often repurposed, right?" Ochako nodded, still confused,  "when an android is repurposed, " he told her "they are remodofied, then reprogramed." Ochako began messing with the androids hand once more, thinking back to how he reacted when she had been poking through the luminescent blue circuitry inside his hand.

"Does it hurt when you, like," hitoshi looked back to her intrigued "touch their wires and stuff?" She asked awkwardly.

"Don't worry," Hitoshi told her, "Izuku shouldn't be able to feel pain".

"Although, " he began once more, "it isn't unheard of for deviance" he explained.
"Why do you ask?" Ochako thought back to earlier,  the glowing blue, the odd behavior. 
She shook her head, "nope, no reason." She laughed awkwardly, rubbing her arm with her hand.

Shinso raised a brow to the brunettes response, but he shrugged. "The hand issue can easily be repaired," Shinso informed her, "it shouldn't take to long".

As he worked, Ochako sat on the other side of the room. She watched as he worked, "can.." Hitoshi looked at her with a hum, as if asking 'what', "uh- nevermind. "

Why did it matter so much? Why, why is she drawn to this.. thing. She thought to herself, looking around the clean, bright room. He used to be a support course student back at u.a, ochako knew him through Mina. They used to be close.

"Done", Shinso said, pulling her from her thoughts. "Some of the wiring and the hand itself was a little worse than I thought, " he informed, powering the android on once more. "But it was still an easy fix."

She eyed the fake male, he just seemed so life-like. "Say," Shinso started "how'd it happen, anyway?"
She averted her gaze, looking at her shoes. The floor now the most interesting thing. Shinso didn't completely agree with her choices of dropping out of the hero course just to do hero work illegally.  "Well.." She began "long story short, he met shoto."  Shinso scoffed, "should have guessed that."
Izuku sat up, still for the most part unclothed, "Ochako?" The android called out, confused.  She gave her attention to the android, "what.." Izuku began to question. 
"Fixed your hand." Ochako answered to him, "oh".  Hitoshi returned the androids clothing.

"Thanks for the help, shin" Ochako told the tired man, "no problem." He smiled.

She knew he wouldn't mind, Hitoshi loved these things. He used to work for cyberlife.
He loved his job, his coworkers,  but the company...

It wasn't the best, and in the end, he was out a job.

Ochako waved her goodbye, "thanks for the, well, everything" she said, "anytime!" He told her with a soft smile, "I enjoy these things." Shinso said, "I hope to see you and Izuku again." The brunette smiled, "say hi to Mina for me?"  A grin spread across his face, "I will," he assured "see you later."