"W... what do you mean? How do you know there were always small problems... you didn't have me pull up his log or any other information..." Kiseki asked confusedly... now she was a bit worried... what was going to happen? What was wrong? How did he know that there was something like that that may have been the issue without the log?

'there where many problems to start. too many to count infact, some fine tuning and little tweeks here... It got working... At least to a certain extent.' he kicked the wall lightly again thinking. 'There was a problem... a bug... That stopped it working. That was the problem...' his arms fell to his sides and he looked at the cold grey sky, 'something even he couldent get rid of. something that dident want it to work.' His voice wasent quite steady, and his eyes where not quite focust but he was still in there, He was the one talking...

"What do you mean? I... I don't understand... how... how do you know all this?" Kiseki asked her voice getting more and more worried. She didn't understand... infact it was starting to get harder for her to anyway.... what was going on? This had never happened before... had it?

graven looked at her, tilting his head slightly, 'there is a bug' he said simply to her, his eyes returning to normal, he turned back and blinked a few times 'There is a bug..' he mutterd again 'Not even he could fix it. Not even him.' he tunred back to face her, His eyes tired 'i hope we can fix this...' he turned back to the window and looked at the now darker sky...

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(wow, Lots of tunrning xDD)

(lol XD )

Kiseki blinked seeing his eyes... they were a bit... odd. "No... no you didn't answer my question... how do you know all this? How do you know he couldn't fix it?" she almost moaned wishing that he would answer her this time. Suddently she felt a almost spart in her mind and help her head pushing off her headphones though just down on her shoulders. "What the heck is going on?!" she whimpered dropping to her knees as, for no real reason, tears started streaming down her cheaks.

'...' he dident say anything for a moment, Then he turned and crouched dow, only his feet touching the floor, he put one hand on her shoulder, '...' he still dident say antyhing for a moment, Then he took his hand off her shoulder, and rested his arms on his knees, looking at her quite blankly. 'im not sure.' he said, then he looked down slightly and looked at her again, he took of his lab-coat, Still in the same possition, he pulled up the right side of his shirt and got unballanced and fell to his knees, it made it easyer anyway. he pulled it up a little higher, There where some electronics on his side, robot electronics, 'see...' he mutterd and looked back to her 'i... im his son.' he said standing up slowly 'although i whould not say that anymore, after what i am now. mostly human but half robot. Unfortunaly, i had a habit of messing with the robots.' he chuccled nervosly 'accidents happen. and unfortunatly that was a bad accident.' he looked down at her 'and this is the result.'

"B-b-but I don't remember you?... ow make the ringing stop..." Kiseki said the first part confusedly then cried the last part a bit. She didn't understand and truthfully she couldn't concentrate anymore and only could hear a loud ringing though could still hear things around her... just not so much.

Graven couldent help it. he slowly fell to his knees and hugged her. even if it was only a simple gesture he hoped it helped 'Thats because i wasent there' he smiled slightly 'i... I was never around the robots he made. I lived somewhere else entirely'

"Then... then how did you tinker with the program.... ow please help me... please make it stop." Kiseki cried unable to stop herself from putting her face in his chest. She was hurting so bad right now... she was aching and she didn't know why... she had never felt this way... she had never had this wringing before... what was going on?

graven dident know how to help much. he dident know how to fix it, he dident know...
'i dident. he did' he said calmly, pressing the button on the back of her neck and shutting her down. He lay her down on the floor and pluggd the little lap top into her. he clicked a few buttons and reems upon reems of information flew up on the screan. he read through them, one of the file names was 'Kokoro', He clicked it. all of the codes where in place but one, he shited it into place, and retyped a few more as some had becomre corrupt. this whould help at least a little. Kokoro seemed to have a mind of its own. he turned her back on quickly and waited

Kiseki's eyes became wide for a second before shutting and her body becoming limp. A few minutes passed after Graven tried turning her back on though slowly her eyes reopened and were rather blank for a few then were normal again. Slowly she sat back up and rubbed the back of her neck and head though didn't toutch or even come close to toutching the botton. "I don't like that..." she muttered some that looked at Graven and blinked a bit. "What... what did you do?" she asked calmly.

'I just reajusted the codes' he said thinking... 'Its not fixed yet.' he slumped down slightly, glad it was at least, Mostly over. he looked at her, for a moment then an the floor. he dident realy know what to say... he put one hand on her shoulder 'I hope i can fix it soon....' he looked at the floor again, his arm droping to his side and brushing the floor slightly. 'I dont want to see you in pain like that.'

Kiseki blinked some though slowly smiled a bit. "Why were you never at the lab? Did you ever see K1?" she couldn't help but ask... she thought her profecor had no one... but here this boy was... Graven... the profecor's son... her profecor's son...

'nope. i onyl went to the lab once. and never again. It took at least 20 years to get me back to normal again, even with the proffesor, fixing a human, even with robotics is hard work...' he pushed his hair out of his eyes, wondering how he had rememberd in the first place. there where so many clues, like that room. what had ne NEVER seen that room? Two years of living in that house, he dident even see it.

"Okay... So... do you know why you're part robot? Do you know why you weren't really ever there?" Kiseki really wanted to know what she could... though part of it was just the robot side of her... the craving for knolege... thought here mostly was her normal humanish curiosity.

'i told you! when the robot attacked... well. i say attacked... something like that...' he thought some more 'anyway, when the robot attacked me, i lost quite a lot of stuff. blood, muscles and so on. it was a mess, or so i was told. a few of my organs where crushed too.' he looked oddly happy while telling the story
'and professor fixed me with robotics. and the reason i was never over there was because the first robot he made, i ruins because i programmed it with different codes. just stupid codes and it broke it, and went a bit weird at the same time, violent guess.' he was still holding his arm around his side, but when he knowticed he was, he took it away and left it on his knee.

"You never told me that..." Kiseki whimpered some as she looked at him inocently. She wasn't sure right now... but she just knew that there was something wrong... something inside of her wasn't right... was it just kokoro? Or was it also something more?

he stood up and walked to the window 'I told you about the accident, Just not what happened.' he leaned on the windowsill with both hands 'I don't know hot to fix this yet... But i hope i can soon. i don't even know what it is, It is most likely kokoro but it could be anything, there is so much programming and wires and... everything.' he was still looking out of the window but he was now resting on his elbows. 'and besides, you are very complicated and it would take a lot of work... but ill fix it soon....' He was saying that allot, but it was all he could think of. he didn't know what was going wrong with kokoro or otherwise. Professor didn't know how to fix this bug, so how would he? He was not half as good as the professor was. he was only... He was only his son, and he never even saw the robots.

Kiseki thought for a moment then looked down just staring some at the floor. "Why... why would you put so much effert into fixing something that you don't really know about? Something that the creator couldn't fix?... I thought you said.... I thought you said robots with all emotions... were stupid... that it was a stupid idea..." she said quietly lowering her head some as she spoke... she truly didn't understand...

'well...' he sighed and slumped down some more 'I guess i see you as a person now. Not just a thing.'
his chin was not resing on his folded arms, he was still looking out of the window but at nothing now, he dident know what to look at, It all seemed so boring, Hs stood up and turned around, sitting on the floor and folding his legs like a kid. he rested his elbow on his knee and rested his chin on his hand, looking to the other side of the room.

Kiseki couldn't help but feel a little pang of inner pain and a bit of sadness as she saw this and link the two together... he did look and awful lot like her profecor... his dad. She just sighed some after thinking for a few minutes and looked down at her shorts fiddling with a strand of fabric that was coming off... though right now she didn't care.

graven stood up quite quickly, walking out of the room, and going up the stairs. he enterd his bedroom and sat on the bed, with his head in one hand he stood up again quickly and walked over to his desk, all of the drawings he had done as a child scatterd over it, he picked one up and looked at it for a moment, suddenly, he falt agry, angry at what or who? he scrunched up that picture and picked another one up, ripping it, he ripped up all of the pictured and stamped on the ones on the floor. he then sunk to the foor and sat there cross legged, in the middle of the ripped up pictures.

Kiseki just sat there... staring off unsure of what to do for a long time. Finally she stood and walked close to where Graven had went off to... though when she got to the stairs she didn't go up. Instead she sat on the bottom stair in a rather pulled in possition... like when she first came to Graven's lab and she was sitting on the floor. She just sat there with her legs pulled up and her arms around her legs resting her head face down on her legs and closing her eyes... though she didn't go into sleep mode... she was rather scared to.

Graven sat there for a moment, then stood up suddenly, he walked out of the room, stepping quite hardly and making a lot of noise, he walked down the staris and stepped over kiseki, She was quite low to the groud so it dident take much to step over her, He walked into the living room and picked up the photo of him and his father, It was pointless, keeping utch stupid things, stupid thats that dident matter anymore, things long gone, long past. He stood there for a moment, then turned to face the wall, a threw the picture as hard as he could it it, The glass shaterd and the wooden frame cracked into 4 peices and landed on the ground, some of the glass shards had gone into the picture, Cuting it into a few pieces, he kneeled down and picked up the picture, Cutting his hand as he did, he then screwed it up and threw it again, the glass had cut his hand more and the picture had blood all over it, he walked back out of the room, ignoreing the pain in his hand, he stood in the doorway, with an angry look on his face looking at the ground.

Kiseki's head shot up as she heard the sound and she stood going to where she thought it came from. When Graven had left that part of the room Kiseki picked up the picture... what was left of it anyway, and whiped off the blood to see it. She then walked to see where Graven was and found him. "What's wrong? Why would you destroy the picture?... he was still a real guy ya know... he was still your dad... He abviously still cared or he wouldn't have fixed you up... hey... um... let me help you with your hand... that could be a problem if you don't clean it up and get the glass out of it..." she murmured softly though had left the picture setting in the room instead of bringing it with her.