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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark smiled at the noise Kiora made, figuring that she was really enjoying herself. He resumed the action for a while longer, before stopping and standing up off of the couch.
 
Stretching out a bit with a yawn, Mark went over to the fridge in the kitchen and got himself a can of Sprite, looking inside the fridge for a moment. "Man, it seems like we're running out of soda," he spoke to himself under his breath before turning to Kiora. "Do you want a drink, too?"
 
Mark nodded and took another can from the fridge, closing it before walking back over to Kiora. "You know, sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to get drunk off of alcohol," he said as he handed her the can of Sprite. "Although, I usually just avoid drinking too much of it and just go with a soda."
 
Kiora let out a laugh. "You do not want to see me drunk." She said with a small little laugh. She laughed for a bit, before sitting up on the couch. It had been a long time since she had been on alcohol.
 
Mark raised an eyebrow at her, grinning as he sat down beside her and opened the tab on his can. "Maybe I do," he suggested before taking a sip of his Sprite. "It might be amusing for me, if I'm sober enough to pay attention to what you're doing."
 
Kiora raised an eyebrow. "Are you suggesting we take a few drinks tonight." She said to him. Taking a drink of her soda as she looked at him from the place she was.
 
"As much as I'd like to do that with you, I don't think that's a good idea for tonight," Mark answered before taking another sip of his drink. "I'd rather you not end up hurting yourself more than you already have because you'll have been drunk off your ass."
 
Kiora nodded. "Good. Because I think it would be a bad idea to put me on any alcohol right now." She said to him, leaning into him gently.
 
"Why do you think I said what I just said?" Mark laughed, drinking his soda again and placing an arm around her.
 
"So, Kiora..." Mark began, "I've actually been meaning to ask you something. When you were attacked at the arena three days ago, a doctor there asked me a question about you, and it made me wonder... Do you know why that guy assaulted you?"
 
Kiora felt silent, looking at him. "No I don't." She said after a while, looking at him. She glared at the floor, her grip on the can tightening.
 
Noticing how Kiora was now holding her can, he narrowed his eyebrows before giving her a gentle look and placing a hand on the shoulder closest to him. "Hey. Is there something wrong? You can tell me if there is."
 
Kiora shook her head lightly, looking at him. "No, nothing is wrong." she said, trying to sound light hearted.
 
Mark now gave Kiora a hard look, his gaze unmoving. "I remember that you told me I was warm after we slept here. But I also remember you telling me that you were okay up on the balcony that night, and it turned out that you weren't." He continued to stare into her eyes as he spoke. "So if there's something bothering you, you should tell me."
 
Kiora sighed, leaning into him. "That happens every once and a while. People come up and threaten me or try to hurt me. It hasn't gotten that bad in a few years."
 
"But why?" Mark asked while looking down at her. "Is it just because you're good at this whole mech thing?"
 
Kiora nodded. "Because I am the only female in the big leagues. They think it is favoritism because of my fathers position at the top of the company that sponsors me." She said.
 
Mark sighed, shaking his head. He just didn't have any words to be able to respond to that. It just seemed unbelievable that people would do that just because one girl happened to be better than most of the guys who played this game. That was when he remembered that one opponent he'd went up against in the practice ring, the one who ended up coming to Kiora's rescue. It was unexpected, but he was thankful that the mech user went to defend Kiora before anything worse could happen to her. "I'm just glad that the other mech user protected you, whoever it was. I never thought that you'd be in danger..." Come to think of it, Mark didn't even know who that person was. Was it possible that it was not a guy, but another girl?
 
Kiora looked at him. "It happens a lot. I try to ignore anything that others say about me, but it's hard sometimes." She whispered, a few tears dotting her eyes as she looked away from him.
 
"Hey..." Setting his drink down, Mark placed a hand against Kiora's cheek to turn her head towards him before pulling her close with an arm around her waist, lowering his hand and wrapping that arm around her lower back. "It's okay. I'm here. I won't let them hurt you anymore."
 

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