Disclaimer: Vocaloid is not mine. It's Yamaha's. (Or so I think) Anyway, I don't win any money with it, it's only for entertainment.

Chapter 1

The clock said that it was twelve o' clock. The cuckoo bird started to 'sing'. I couldn't understand how people could stand that sound. For me, it had always been, and it would always be, annoying noise. I covered my ears, trying to endure those 12 noisy seconds. After that, everything went better. It was clear that I wasn't in a very good mood. I was tired, but I couldn't sleep, even thought it wasn't that late. Eventually, I had to 'wake up' after some hours, at 8 o' clock in the morning. So, I had 8 hours of boredom, with nothing to do.

I couldn't stand those days where this stuff happened. Thanks god, with the years, the days where I couldn't sleep where always less. Now, it was only sometimes, but those times weren't the best. Usually, for the rest of the day, I would only complain, and be moody. I hated it. Those times, nobody was at my side, I have always said it was better for them to stay away from me. Those times, I would be alone. It was actually better, because, that way, I was able to think without disturb.

"It looks like it will be another of 'those' days." I told myself.

But, that day it was Saturday. That meant, that I could 'wake up' later. And also, that day was the first day of the summer holidays. I had completely forgotten that. Also, my family wasn't there. They were in another country for the whole summer, because of family business. I was old enough to take care of myself, they had said, before leaving. I smiled. It was the perfect moment to go to our personal library.

Although it was summer, still, at midnight it was always cold, so I grabbed a warm jacket and put it over my body. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and tried to recognize myself in the dark. My usually in two pigtails, turquoise-light blue hair was straight down. It also looked messy, but I didn't care about that. It wasn't like I was going to go out. I forgot about the mirror and went down the stairs, into the big room.

I felt a bit scared, since it was just like a maze of big bookcases full of books and papers. The scent of old books was very strong. It just remembered me to the libraries in stories. I was going to spend eight hours there, to read a bit.

I went trough all the corridors as fast as I could, just to look for a good book. I stopped at one random corridor and tried to explore the titles of the books.

I glanced at each one of those books, but none of them actually seemed interesting. Until I found one I read when I was small. I remembered it because of its spine. It had some letters I had never understood. I just grabbed it without thinking and went to the nearest table to sit there and read it.

I opened the first page. There I saw some names.

Kaito was written in a very tidy handwriting. I had never known any Kaito. It was really strange, but that name still sounded familiar. I liked how it sounded. I even said it out loud a few times. After realizing what I was doing, I blushed.

Mikuo it said under Kaito's name. It was my older brother; whose name was really similar to mine. His then 7-year old handwriting was untidy, so similar to his personality. I missed him. He had left some time earlier. He was in the outer city, in college. Sometimes he would write letters.

Miku it read under my brother's name. I had written that when I was about 4 years old, without knowing what I was doing. I had never read that book, but since my brother gave it to me, I have always thought of it as my property.

"Maybe, it's time to read this book for once." I told myself.

I opened the first page. There was a beautiful drawing of a figure on a horse.

Once upon a time, there was a princess, in a castle…

"So it's that kind of book." I said, clearly disappointed. "And here I thought it was an original book. But well, what can you expect from a children's book."

I would have read more, but I heard the telephone ring. I left the book on the table and ran upstairs as fast as I could. I managed to take the phone, but the other person just hung up.

"That was rude!" I shouted to the telephone, even I knew that there was nobody on the other side.

I was moody again. It wasn't nice so I couldn't return to my book. I decided to go to my room and text my friends.

I turned the computer on, and opened my email list, but then I remembered that all my friends were on vacation, so I was left alone in my house.

"Great! It's going to be a very nice holiday!" I said to myself.

It was hard to admit, but my holiday hadn't started very good. I tried to calm myself, so I went to my closet and looked in one of the drawers for the box with the letters from my friends, for the end of the year. We always wrote good and nice things to each other, so we could read it back at home.

I opened the box.

"Miku-Star, My best friend forever. The moments of this school year were too funny. I won't forget them. It is really nice to count with such a good friend like you! PS. Ignore my brother. XO! Rin K.

Miku, you are really caring and everything. I just can't understand how you can be best friends with a person just like my sister. You're such a fool sometimes! (Just Joking!) Len K.

Miku, just don't change. Never ever. You're so funny, and you understand every one of my problems, even if I'm older than you. Luka"

I woke up, feeling a bit better. I probably had fallen asleep reading the letters. It had already dawned, so I took a shower to finally awake and had breakfast. It was already 10 o'clock. I had a great idea, which I wanted to try out.

I brushed my hair, and put it in its usually hairstyle: two high ponytails. I put my favourite summer dress and went out, to the college where my brother was.

I loved walking on the streets of my city. They were busy, since it was a very big city. There were many cars, and the streets were full of people, even if it was in the morning. I ran across the streets to the outer city part. It was a quieter zone, making it better to study.
It was a tall brownish building. Across the street there where also some shops, and a swimming pool. It was really beautiful, and I also wanted to study there.

I went in. The receptionist didn't even look at me, and told me to pass. It usually wasn't that way, but anyway, it was easy.

I knew where Mikuo's room was, so I walked as fast as I could through the corridors of the building. I took the lift to the second floor. Then I walked to the room 329 A. I stood in front of a closed door, so I knocked.

I waited for some minutes, and then I ringed the bell and waited for some more minutes. Seeing that nobody answered I started to slam at the door. I hit it several times and screamed my brother's name.

"Damn! Why don't you answer, for once! Mikuo! Damn it, I needed to talk to you! Where are you, at 10 o'clock in the morning!" I screamed through the halls.

A door opened, but I didn't care, I just left, and went out of the building, in a very bad mood. I hear someone screaming at me, but I ignored it. Until…

"YOU! Girl with blue hair; stop!" A voice said.

I stopped at the moment, turning around. I saw a man running towards me, and since I was in the middle of a pedestrian, I couldn't stay there, so I returned to the other side of the street. It was a young man, coming from the college, with something in his hands.

He was wearing a blue scarf, and a white jacket with brown jeans. He was very handsome. He had blue eyes and deep blue hair.

"You left this back at the corridor, while you were screaming and waking us all up." He said.

I was embarrassed.

"Was I really that loud?" I asked.

"You bet, I think the whole building knows that you were looking for mister Mikuo. And I also think they know that he wasn't there, and you were angry at him because it was 10 o'clock in the morning." He answered, while handing me a wallet.

"Oh, I'm really thankful" I said, while bowing. "I don't know what I would do if I just lost this. Anyway, do you know Mikuo?"

"Yes, he's in my course in college. He's quite popular, so of course I know him." He answered.

"Okay, can you please tell him then, that I was looking for him, and that he shall call me when he gets home. I forgot my book at home, so for this time, it was okay that he wasn't at home." I told the stranger.

"I'll tell him." He said.

I thanked him, and ran across the street, and he just turned around and went inside the building again. That was when it hit me. I had forgotten to tell him my name! Now, it was up to me to call Mikuo, but, I didn't know his number, so…maybe I should come later again.

I went home, and called Rin, to talk to her. She was going to be back in two weeks, so, then we would be together as always.

I waited, but nobody called. I was starting to get overwhelmed, but, again, it was not such a big deal. Maybe, he would call later. I watched TV for some hours, and then fell asleep on the couch.

"Mikuo?" Someone called me, just as I was trying to open the door to my dorm.

"Yes?" I said, turning around. In front of me, was a student who was in my class. He was popular, but, I didn't know his name.

"A girl, who looked quite like you came this morning. She was exactly like you, just with longer hair and not so tall. You even have the same expression on the face. She told me to tell you, that you should call her." He said.

"Okay, I'll do. Thanks for telling me." I said, entering my room.

My sister could always be so strong willed for everything. But it was already late at night, I had been with my family, but I couldn't tell her. They were having big problems. It was better for her to remain oblivious to everything.

"What would she want?" I thought.

Anyway, she would be sleeping at that moment, so I decided that I would call her later.