-3 Months Later-
After the fight I never got to talk to Ouma again. He was just never online on any of the platforms and no matter how often I messaged him he never responded.
I don't understand...and at the same time I do. Because I did the exact same thing to him. For me it was just a night, but the very thought of him discovering about my hands...it scared me half to death.
Is it ridiculous? I've been terrified all my life and paranoid because of how much I've been bullied for it and treated.
Now I found someone who is know holding a secret of at least that level. I'm scared to know what it is. I'm scared I won't ever get to know and I'll never hear from him again.
I wonder if he is doing ok? None of his friends are even online so it must have been something big.
I was just about to go to school when I heard a little ding of a notification and immediately checked my phone.
LuminaryOfTheStars: Hey Kiibo, remember me?
My eyes widened, Momota?
KiiboTheRobot: Of course! What happened? I lost all touch with you and everyone else
LuminaryOfTheStars: It's to personal to share over messages and I need your help
KiiboTheRobot: With what?
LuminaryOfTheStars: With Ouma, he's been suffering a lot and no matter how much we reach out he won't let us in
KiiboTheRobot: Not even Saihara?
LuminaryOfTheStars: Saihara can't help. I'm organizing a Skype call can you be available at around midnight for your time?
KiiboTheRobot: Yes of course if it will help Ouma! I've been really worried.
LuminaryOfTheStars: Thank you, I will talk to you later
I felt fear in my chest as I couldn't help worrying about him even more. He has completely shut down and no one apparently could help him...
I don't know if I know how but I'm sure if I try maybe I can. He couldn't have given completely into despair...right?
-Midnight-
I awaited the call anxiously, I could hear my Father in the distance working. He works way too late...he probably doesn't even care if I'm up this late huh?
I put the thought out of my mind as Momota requested a call and I accepted to hear an argument.
"I am not going to f*cking tell Kiibo! Turn the call off!" I heard Ouma scream.
"No! You're going to sort out your feeling and you're going to like it!" Momota argued as I heard furnicture and fighting.
"Ok Kiibo we managed to make peace" Momota cheered, "he tied me up to a chair" Ouma complained.
"Hey I listened to you not wanting to show your face didn't I?" Momota scolded and it was true.
It was only a voice call. I cleared my throat trying to bury my concern, "hi Ouma!" I greeted.
"Hey Kiiboy, do me a solid and the call? Thanks" Ouma asked and I sighed, "OUMA!" Momota yelled.
"I've missed you" I told him and I didn't receive a response for a bit, "I'm sorry" I apologized.
"What?" He asked, "I'm sorry for blowing up on you...and not even explaining why...if I tell you why I did will you tell me what happened to you?" I bargained.
He didn't respond.
"You're telling no matter what" Momota reminded and I heard a loud groan, "fine...tell me" Ouma agreed.
I turned on the video for my side as I looked at my shaking hands and removed the gloves revealing my prosthetic hands.
"No I don't have any strings...because they burned with my hands" I admitted and Ouma didn't respond for a while.
"So you really are a robot? Cool! I've always wanted a robot friend" Ouma cheered and I felt my eyes widened.
"R-really?" I asked, "you don't think I am a freak?" I stated again.
"Of course not! Momota is the freak" Ouma promised me, "OUMA!" Momota scolded again and Ouma laughed.
"Now it's your turn" I told him. Ouma paused, "I don't want to" he admitted.
"You promised Kiibo!" Momota reminded, "he showed you his secrets! Now admit yours Ouma! Please!" He begged.
"You don't get it Momota" Ouma hissed, "what do you mean Ouma? What do I not know? Please not matter how bad it is I will help you! I promise-" I tried to reason but Ouma interrupted me.
"SHUT UP! SAIHARA DIED OK?! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED ME TO SAY? THAT I LOST THE ONLY PERSON WHO ACTUALLY COULD POSSIBLY LOVE ME? MY SOULMATE?! THERE ARE YOU GUYS HAPPY NOW?" Ouma screamed.
I didn't know how to respond..."Ouma I'm so sorry" I offered my condolences, "no your not...no one actually cares about me...its thanks to Saihara these guys still stand me...still bother cause they think they owe it to him...heh...funny isn't it?" He asked.
"Weren't we talking about soulmates? Guess you're not the only one who will never be loved Kiibo! I won't ever be loved either"
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FanfictionIn a world where everyone has a soul mate we have Kiibo, alone and scared that because he has prostetic hands he won't ever get to have the red string like all of his other classmates he turns to the internet for a source of belonging knowing everyo...