My Robot Boy (Hiro x OC)

One; Hiro Shishigami

I was walking the streets at night, like I normally did when it was a nice moonlit night. My hands were tucked in my pockets as I walked, kicking my feet ahead of me carelessly with every step.

I slowed down when I saw a boy standing straight in the path I was walking down. I stopped completely when I saw he wasn't going to move out of my way.

"What the hell do you want?!" I shouted at him.

When he didn't answer I walked closer to him, not stopping even as he pointed a finger at me like his hand were a gun.

"Bang," he said, and I felt a bullet shoot past my face.

I turned around, watching a crack in the wall form where a bullet would've landed, then I turned back around with a smirk, continuing towards him. I blew a bubble with my gum, letting it pop as he spoke.

"I'll shoot"

"Sure"

Now I was right in front of him. I grabbed his hand, aiming his gun hand at my chest. I giggled and lowered my sunglasses down to the top of my nose so I was looking at him over the rim of them.

"You're that killer that's been going around and killing families at a time?" I whispered, tilting my head. "Have I been chosen as your next victim?"

"You're not afraid?" He asked curiously.

"Am I the only one who hasn't begged for my life?"

"Yes"

"Good," I chuckled and winked. "You'll see me again, Hiro Shishigami"

"What's your name?"

"Amaterasu Ito. But that's too long. So, call me this instead. A-ma," I told him slowly and seriously, then I smiled a childlike smile, my eyes closed. "Don't forget it. K?"

I turned and continued walking the way I had been going. When I turned the corner a car was waiting for me. I opened the door, sliding into the back seat.

"Take me to my place," I told the driver.

He nodded, not saying anything, and drove off.

***

The next day I walked into the school, smirking as I noticed all the high school students - especially the boys - staring at me as they moved to the side, making a path for me. I walked up the stairs, not caring as I saw boys trying to peek up my skirt.

I went into the classroom with the teacher, standing at the front as he got the rest of the students to settle down into their seats. I could already hear some of them whispering about me, the new student.

"Introduce yourself," he told me.

"My name is Amaterasu Ito. I'm originally from Niigata, but after the death of my parents I moved to Tokyo"

A girl raised her hand. "Why did you leave your other school?"

"My grandmother moved so I moved with her," I answer with a shrug.

"You can take your seat," the teacher told me.

I found my empty seat and listened to the lesson until the bell ran for lunch. Multiple boys and girls came over to my desk, crowding around me. After I answered all the questions they asked me I found a spot to sneak out and go find Hiro.

I peeked my head into a certain classroom, knowing Hiro would be in there at this time. He was standing in front of a boy sitting at a desk. Behind that boy was a group of five other boys.

"Ando, you wanna come play on the roof with us again?" The boy with glasses asked, slamming his hand down on Ando's desk.

"Come on, Ando!"

"The hell, man, stop ignoring us," four eyes grabbed his arm and pulled him out of his seat. "Hurry up and come with us"

"You guys can play with yourselves," Hiro said, slapping four eyes' arm away.

I couldn't hear much else, because the others were all talking over what was going on between four eyes and Hiro. Four eyes put his hand on Hiro's head but Hiro took hold of his wrist, squeezing tight enough to make him fall to his knees in pain.

Four eyes left with the others, crying in pain, and I finally walked in. I went over to them and threw an arm around Hiro's shoulders.

"Ando, can I steal Hiro away from you for a bit?"

Ando looked over at Hiro with wide eyes and he whispered. "What have you gotten yourself mixed up in?"

I put a finger over my mouth. "Sh. It's nothing to worry about"

I pulled Hiro out of the classroom and up to the roof. When we stepped out I let go of him, going straight over to the bench, sitting down and crossing my legs underneath of me. He came over and sat beside me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me.

"I'm going to school here now!" I told him happily.

"You are?"

"Yup!"

"How old are you?"

"18. I was homeschooled before. You're shocked to see me?"

He nodded. "Mhmm"

"I told you you'd be seeing me again," the bell rang and I stood. "Class is starting again, let's go"