Hetaloid!Japan X Reader: A robot can't love right?

Hetaloid! Japan X Smart! Reader: A robot can’t love…right?

Summary: After searching the internet and hearing the hullabaloo around your town about this thing called ‘Hetaloid’ that  people having been buying from left to right, you weren't exactly sure what it was about…but it had something to do with robots or A.I. as they call it. After looking through the site you find a robot named K-I-K-U 001, you had little money to waste on a robot…but there was something about him and that’s when you pressed ‘click’…buying him not thinking about your decision again.

(Y/n)- Your name

(F/c)- Favorite color

(E/c)- Eye color

Author: I was going to do England…but I love Japan very much, so I decided to go with him. In addition, I think Japan is way cuter than England, but that’s just my opinion. Lastly, I did not use there Hetaloid names…because it sounds a little weird to me…so I decided to treat them like robots…if you don’t like that, I’m very sorry.
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                                              ~Prologue~

“Have you heard about ‘Hetaloid’, dudes and dudettes? I just bought one…there really cool, his name is A-R-T-H-U-R 007, the sites name is Hetaloid.com, check it out, bros!” The annoying guy named Alfred who was so rich that he could pay for the entire school and even more, no wonder people liked him…just to steal his money probably…he seemed like a nice guy, happy-go-lucky, but when he brags about how rich he is…you feel like shooting yourself in the head.

You usually what came out of Alfred’s mouth sparked no interest in your heart…but it was curious…you wanted to know more about this ‘Hetaloid’…you had an interest in robots, A.I. to be exact, so…maybe this would give you a chance to learn more about robots even though you didn’t trust Alfred’s judgment…you didn’t know why anybody did.

Once the bell to release the exasperated and tired students you jumped, your mind in a haze thinking about this Hetaloid more and more…you were an honors student…your mind didn’t need to be in the fog, well…that’s what you think anyways…and more importantly…how did Alfred get in honors? That’s a mystery to be solved…

You grabbed your backpack and slung it over your shoulder elegantly, as you walked out of the doorway of your classroom you kept hearing people speak about this ‘Hetaloid’ gloating how they bought there’s and how it’s soo cool, you hated when those rich people gloat…you weren't rich at all…you were accepted to a rich school on a scholarship since you were so smart…some people usually think that you’re a  robot, because you’re so smart…but in fact you are human.

You also hated the fact that the rich kids can just ask there mommy or daddy to buy them something and they will do it, while you have to buy things all by yourself…since your mother and father are gone…leaving you to rot in a hole all alone.

After walking for a while listing the things in your life that you hated the most…you noticed that you were in front of the almost broken down gate that did no help in guarding the broken down apartment that you lived in where the neighbors weren't very nice at all…always screaming and yelling and asking you for things for absolutely no reason…at least you didn’t have to live with anybody which was a plus.

“Why can’t I live somewhere where my brain can be used usefully…?” You always think…hating living here more than anything…you wanted to move up in the world…be somebody…

After opening the gates almost ripping it off of it hinges you walked up the stairs towards your apartment which was in one of the worst conditions, but down stairs in Mr.__ apartment it is even worst…littered with bugs…sometimes you think you’re lucky to get what you go…at least you didn’t have to live in his apartment….sometimes you felt really bad for him, he was really nice, but really old and in bad health.

Once you reached your apartment with the number ‘11’ in colors that were in spectrum of dull you pushed your hands into your pocket and pulled out a silver key putting it into the key hole…after turning for a while and your key jamming once and awhile your door finally opened and you rushed inside…smelling the musty and disgusting smelling air that you have tried too many times to spray with that Cherry Blossom  air freshener, it didn’t really help much, but you could smell the faint smell of a place you've wanted to go to more than anything, Japan...but that was just a silly dream.

After locking the door for a few seconds, since you had too many locks for your own good, but you were overprotective and didn’t trust anybody in this ‘type’ of neighborhood.

Your bedroom was small with a tiny bathroom that was claustrophobic to the left and a small kitchen to the right that had all the essential things that you needed to get by; you barely had to go to the store since you ate very little. Your room had a small bed that was rickety and uncomfortable…you feeling a few bugs underneath you when you fell asleep…you weren't scared of bugs…they were just annoying varmints to you.  Your room also had a small window with white curtains so it didn’t show; it was cracked most likely from the last owner who showed no respect to his or her room. You’re brown carpet had many stains on it; you've tried to vacuum it to clean it, but no such luck. You also had a black desk with your computer that you bought for your (age) birthday…with your own money of course, you didn’t have any friends…you didn’t need them; you could get things for yourself to be happy. And lastly you had a small bookshelf next to your bed with many books in it and a piggy-bank resting at the top where you keep all your money for college and to keep your apartment.

You walked towards your (F/c) laptop and sat down in your wooden chair that was about as comfortable as sitting on a cactus, you were still curious about the hullabaloo from everybody about this ‘Hetaloid’ was even about…

Once your laptop was open and it was on, you clicked the internet button and typed in once the page was up called ‘Hetaloid.com’, once you reached the site you saw many different colors that almost blinded your (E/c) orbs…you also saw in big bold letters ‘Buy your own Hetaloid right now! Click here!’

A sigh came out of your lips as your hands moved to the mouse to click it, you didn’t know if you should and that’s when you did involuntarily.

After clicking the link a page popped up with many robots on the site with X’s over them and by their name it said ‘Already bought’, and when you looked at the price of them…your eyes became wide…they were so much! After scrolling down and down you finally came to one who didn’t have an X over them or anything…but they did have an X over there price…saying that you had to pay 3,502 thousand dollars for him…you had the money…but it was almost all of your money that you had saved over the years since you were little…you didn’t even know if it was worth it, or even why he was so cheap…was something wrong with him?
His face was adorable…you thought as you looked at him...it looked as if his eyes were staring into your soul to buy him…you couldn't help yourself as you clicked on his name, coming to a page where you filled out a lot of paperwork…and once you were finally done you clicked the glittering button that said ‘Buy’ on it…without thinking twice.

After you bought him you saw a screen pop up while you almost hit yourself for doing this…all for a robot…you thought, thinking that your chance at college was ruined as you read the screen: ‘Congratulations,  (Y/n)! You have just bought K-I-K-U 001, a Hetaloid. He will be here in thirty days or more…thank you.’

“A robot…what are you thinking (Y/n)…? This K-I-K-U 001, better be worth it or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life!” You thought sighing as you bowed you head looking downcast.