It's my first fanfic for Vocaloid! *jumps happily like a maniac*
Anyway, this fic is based on the songs of Utopia, A faint wish and New Millenium by Shuujin-P. Probably I'm the sixth or fifth author to write this after I see and know the PVs. By the way, this is a present from me before school starts. I almost forgot about it. Thank you very much, Chiio-sama, for being my beta.
Anyway, here goes! xD
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Title: Going Up
Main Pairings/Characters: Rin & Len Kagamine
Warning: Nothing much–unsuitable words, random mild/wild swearing, later character deaths, etc., and whatever else you expect at rating T.
Summary: Thirteenth of June, Year 2041–In the blink of an eye, humanity is reduced to near extinction. What in the world have they done…? "What am 'I'?" Is there any hope left for 'us'?
An unnoticeable blur of teal lands gracefully on the iron handrails of a building. Watching the people below, it is no other than a young lady with blue-green hair tied up to two ponytails at each side of her head, with matching emerald eyes of hers that gazes throughout the city.
Smoothly, she jumps from the architecture a hundred or so meters from the sky. If she were any common, she will likely throw up from such height from the beginning and smash herself to pieces the second she hits the cold, hard ground.
The young lady alights neatly on a gray electricity post, dropping first with her black-booted right foot, followed by her left.
Any normal person that still has their sanity wouldn't have the guts to go at the medium for transferring energized matter to their homes, offices and urban places, let alone a girl climb on the top of it or rather, fall randomly onto it from the air safely.
Then again, this girl has no sense for that matter, because she is not normal to start with.
Who or what she is not of importance, for she only exists as a mere observer; nothing more, nothing else. Her duty is something no one knows like, what it is or what it is for. The only thing she can only say is only for that purpose she will continue to subsist.
The maiden of green glances at everything she sees around her. It is year 2041, as she is updated, the time to have before the supposed end of the world as mankind is led to believe or so, a belief of nothing but of rubbish and lies made ignorantly and what-not.
She can't believe that even to this age, it is also even seek by today's intellectual beings and for what? For scaring themselves to death and going as far as even giving an exact date for when the last day of their lives will stop, as if welcoming it and accepting their doom.
She knows that it is something not to be surprised of, for she is used to seeing how men changes through the centuries. But, from the looks of things, the end is starting to begin even without the guesses of various theories.
The world she knew several dates ago are nothing compared to what she keeps in view. Tall buildings and newly built skyscrapers are high in stature. Her eyes scan through the new world she had recognized, finding a single natural thing that could be still possibly untouched.
The once grassy lands and meadows are turned into residential areas and subdivisions. Even the forests are already bald and if not, they are still going to be. Some of the creatures are extinct, dying because of the impact of this too much change.
Mankind progress steadily through time with technology and modern thinking, but did earth do?
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Crypton laboratory. 11:58 am.
A raven-haired woman in a white lab coat dashes with her life through the endless white hallway. She runs quickly, almost tripping when she finally reaches her destination. The female tried to catch her breath as soon as she enters a dim room through its automatic doors.
"Doctor!" she yells, panting.
A chair turns to reveal a man who replies calmly, even sipping a mug of coffee, "Yes, what is it?
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Besides from the new things she saw in this era, her mouth opens to an 'o' as she even saw people inside a centipede with windows, moving underground and over. Suddenly, the girl in azure frowns, closing her eyes and touches a device placed on her ears, as if she can hear sounds from afar.
"Doctor…!"
In an instant, the young lady's innocent face drops into seriousness. She eyed the urban place with frost. It is indeed fascinating about how humans can think and create things just by starting imagining what it is and what it does.
"Yes, what is it?"
However–
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"Stop it, NOW!"
"We already did, doctor! We can't–"
"Where the hell is it heading…? DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN!"
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"…Damn!"
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The wave of crowds stopped what they are doing.
Cars paused to move on the roads. Busybodies halted doing their work. Young people started to wake up in trains. The girl even saw another blonde stopping texting with her phone. They look at the clear sky with different reactions on their faces. How the girl standing with poise on the electric pillar loves to mock and play with the expressions of these humans she always watch perfectly.
She has only one mask she can never remove or transmute. Unfortunately, her real face shows right now–an emotionless face with icy features. Having feelings is such a bother when, a nobody like her, one who knows everything in this universe no being knows, are appointed to only understand and be neutral, to be just, to everything that lives.
So that's why it is really better to just practice imitating an expression that can never be moved.
"Humans are stupid, aren't they?" the teal lady speaks in a monotonous tone while her frigid eyes gaze at the bright heaven before her. Her eyes come down below briefly, only to see a young lad staring for a second at her, as if she is visible to the eyes of a human.
Knowing that any ordinary thing except nature and animals can't see her, she sent the boy, who can oddly see her if possible that he does, a smile of farewell; even tilting her head to the side. With her finger, she points to the radiant atmosphere above everyone and even looks at it herself with 'delight.'
"Those things you invent, those you made to serve and pamper you, to fight for your will and to protect you from yourselves… shall be the ones to kill you all. You created your own death."
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*** Going Up ***
Episode 1 – Utopia
Project 01: Beginning of the End
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At a residence. June 10, Year 2041. 7:15 am.
…KRING! Just one minute… please?
KRING!
"Len-nii…!"
Too bad I'm already awake.
"Len-nii…!"
I turned off my manual alarm clock (yes, the one that has a stick at the back as well as the older than old model no one seems to have these days) and put it on my side table. After fixing my bed and make some yawning, I didn't try to bother to make myself more presentable when there's someone calling you again and again like, forever.
"Coming," I yelled, walking briskly through the automatic sliding doors of my room and stopping by the handrails of the second floor, watching the children below me with a grin on my face.
"Len-ni–"
"For the last time, Rui, stop shouting, he's here," Rei said sarcastically and even so, I can sense his tone is with relief while Rui looked at me with excitement on her face. Just as Rei pointed his finger at me and corrected his sentence, "Well, over there exactly," Rui rushed and leave him behind in the kitchen. By the time I went downstairs, Rui hugged me with all of her might.
"Good morning, Onii-chan!"
"To you, too, Rui-chan," I broke into a small simper and patted Rui's shiny, charcoal-colored hair, messing it. Even our maid robot–Momo, originally as M-100–paused serving breakfast, gave me a greeting and I replied with a nod. I can swear I saw Rei on the table, glaring at me sharply with his yellow eyes, but that didn't stop me from messing up with his sister although everybody in the house and almost everywhere knows Rei has this big sister-complex.
A volcano will be bursting in 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1.
"DON'T TOUCH RUI ANYMORE, YOU PEDOPHILE! I swear if you do that tomorrow and every day after, I'll kill you with no mercy!"
Rui and I laughed our heads off. I paused for a bit and smiled, greeting the hot-headed boss, "A morning to you, too, Rei-kun."
Rui and Rei are twins, and let me clear things for you, they are not mine. They were once orphans lost in this large city I'm living in and I just happen to adopt them since I saw them all by themselves and that I'm all alone living by myself. For four years, we're a family.
Unlike Rui who had a child-like and girlish behavior if we don't taunt her 'other' side, the boy can be gruff and hard-headed all the time and we figured out something to knock him out of his 'shy' shell. We usually start our day teasing our Rei-chan. You see, Rei is very easy to tease. It always been and will be a success. Except for Rei's labeling part which really didn't made me happy.
"Yesterday, you told me that I'm a lolicon and now, a pedophile. Ouch, Rei-kun, ouch," I told Rei as I sat down on my place in the dining room, gazing at him and his notebook near his breakfast. "I just want to get your attention. You're always studying yourself to death. It's not a good thing. Don't push yourself too much."
"For your information, I mean those words and I won't take it back, unless you stop messing up with my Rui. And the notes I got here," Rei declared and held the notes for me to see as he purposely made his tone go high, continuing his rant, "…are actually Rui's who slept soundly, and by soundly, did I mention even snoring loudly, all night, not doing any homework, while I made mine diligently non-stop 'til midnight, even before the pedo came home."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rui flinch and choke, grabbing her glass of water while Momo patted her back. With that, Rei finishes his speech as he still glares at me, "I have to let you know one thing, Len-san… Don't. Touch. Rui."
Sighing, I started eating as I mumbled, "Rei-kun, I told you before, call me Len-nii-chan or something besides from the annoying '–san' honorific like you don't know me. We've been past here before, okay? No need to feel different, all right."
"Whatever," Rei said as he shrugged and closed Rui's notebook, while I can see him bow his head and eat fast. After a few minutes, out of a sudden, Rui stood up from the chair and made a thankful gesture as she got her bag and dashed away to the front door. Rei did the same, too, only swifter than his twin. In a blink of an eye, Momo is there, waving her 'young masters' goodbye. What's with the rush?
"Got to go, Len-nii…! See you at dinner!" I heard Rui's voice fade away while Rei turned back to me with an unbelievable look on his face, as he shook his head and gave our maid a 'look.' Afterwards, he went out of the chrome, sliding door, going away with his sibling.
"Pedophile–"
"It's Len, Momo… Program: M–100 activate," I corrected Momo who walked towards me, waking her command through audio with the use of my voice. Only through my voice will my private system I built inside her will go. It blinked a few times and noticed its mistake. Rei definitely played with her programming again.
Momo bowed low and went back to her standing position, monotonously saying, "Forgive me, Len-sama. I just discovered Rei-sama's traces of tweaking with my system through your 'operation' and–"
"Never mind, it's fine, Momo." That's why I made a private system command in her just in case. The robot ceased her explanation and seemed to get the point as her lips move and speak, "One message found… Shall I open it?"
I gave Momo a nod to 'fire away' and Rei's voice fired away through me in a second, all right.
"It's MONDAY today and I suggest that if you don't want to be late right now, go prepare yourself, onii-san. …Later."
And I almost thought yesterday was Monday, due to the extra burden that my work required me to.
"That is all I found hidden from scanning my system and databanks, master."
"I forgot it again, didn't I?"
"You did, Len-sama."
With a bright smile escaping from my lips, I face palmed and immediately god speed from the dining room to my room.
"Is this all?"
"Y-yes, sir," the random guy in front of me said nervously, holding his posture like the one they do in militaries as he tried his best holding his chin high.
"…Come back later."
My name is Len Kagamine.
"Y-yes…! Um, I will be going now, Director!"
I am a CEO of one of the top leading companies of technology, researches and manufacture in Japan, namely, the C. Media Corporation, for almost 6 years. That's what explains my futuristic-themed house like everyone else owns, although I would like to prefer it to be simple and tech-free zone. But, when things come from the President himself, how can I refuse? He even gave me Momo-chan for free.
Did I mention that I was one of the youngest ever? Not to brag but, I really am, even though I'm 34 years old already and no matter how I look, people still mistake me for 21 and that's something. I assure you that I didn't use anything artificial to make myself go younger through the ageless years. It's natural.
"Director, it seems that you scared someone again, eh?" the redhead man in his 30's who have been with me by my side made his presence, giving me a friendly grin with a glint in his crimson eyes. It's not much of a surprise to me whenever he pops out of his nest even though he's always beside me, after all, that's because Akaito Shion is my self-proclaimed best friend (probably) and as my secretary, it's a part of his employment but, because it's Akaito, he can do whatever he want to, well, that, after spending a day without him watching over me or rather, me watching over him.
"Poor Piko, just a random person who just came to deliver some reports and that… Why does he have to be eaten by a grumpy demon who always takes the pleasure of seeing someone scared from his throne?" Akaito murmured, even shaking his head dramatically, "Poor, poor guy."
"Shut up," I declared while checking the papers Piko submitted to me. I know it deeply that nothing makes Akaito happier than teasing/bugging the conscience of everyone to death. I won't fall for that. As reports fill my mind, opening strategies for this year's theme of business, I yelped, stopping the hands that squish and stretch my face in different expressions, "OW!"
"Y'know, besides from the reasons that you're the devil's spawn when it comes to work and snapping sharply back to anyone ten times more, mostly to a certain Mr. ol' butt-face, your face is probably the main reason why everyone is afraid of you," Akaito said, still stretching my face wide. I slapped his hands off me and went back to my work, minding my own business.
"Well, you look like Mr. butt-face at all."
"Die, Akaito." Not to mention my blond-hair-tied-in-a-low-ponytail-and-blue-eyes trademark and status in this company, I can say that I'm a nice guy. It's just people feel to stay away from me, that's all. It's not my fault they want to and not that I care anyway.
"Sorry I won't 'die' for you. Smile more, Lenny. I bet I'll go gay for you if you do that."
As if I can. I can only smile to Rui and Rei, the only family I have and to some people like this red-haired 'friend' I only have. Besides, my face will go weary to unnecessary seconds my face curves with force.
"If you'll go gay, I'd rather fire and lock you away before you transform into one and start clinging to me," I sighed, glaring at him, then back to my documents.
"Don't take it to the heart. Never expect me to be a homo, seriously," Akaito's tone of disgust surfaces, "Okay, what a bad idea to threaten you in that way and very bad to my badass image."
"Shut up," I repeated. "If you've got nothing to do this day, please check my schedule and–"
"Actually, I just did and wow, you got a meeting like, right now, Director," he said, checking through papers of my schedule he made and I shrugged, waiting for details as I rest my back to the chair. Wait, now?
"Here, now."
"With whom…?" I asked as I was looking at the redhead as he suddenly bowed a greeting that looked like a pain to him.
"With me," smoke came from somewhere and I knew who it was in an instant. That guy Akaito nicknamed as Mr. ol' butt-face was no other than Dell Honne, the only man in this company with the gray-hair-red-eyes combination who liked to always smoke everywhere. Literally, and I have to stop him every time I see him.
"Stop it."
"Stop what?" Honne said innocently, puffing another smoke from his cigarette and blew it directly to my face.
"This is a free room. A Honne-free room, exactly," I said as I made the dark smoke before me disappear. Even though I don't want to be the bad guy than the real bad guy, I don't have the chance. Plus everyone knows we're rivals from the day we met each other and no one tried to mind us, even the board, so at the very least until now, I didn't care if we stab each other verbally.
"So, disappear with your cigar, if you've got nothing but to only make this room polluted with your virus."
Chuckling, the gray-haired man got his space back and smiled sweetly sick at me, "As you said, this is a free room, and my dear friend, Japan is a free country. I can smoke whenever, anywhere I want. My virus, you said? I am here with my virus before your ass can ever get seated on that chair and your germs spread across here, Kagamine, so watch out your words. I am older than you, buddy."
I am supposed to take pity on people I speak with like this, however, this guy is really a complete jerk and he deserved it.
With a sociable simper, I said, "Well, from your head to toe, it's evident that I wouldn't mind you look older than me and it's my pleasure you are, Director Honne. I love being me in my young age. You should be the one to watch out for your words, because I am a higher Director, meaning, you have no right to address me like this even if you're one of the boards and way, way older than me… well, that's unless you're the CEO himself of C. Media Corporation who sits here, right? That's too bad."
"Bastard," I heard Dell snickered, his face showed a pissed expression with his remarkably stupid grin. Instead of battling with me, he submitted me a black notebook, probably for this year's. After sending him a winning glance, I flipped the pages with details and inviting visuals, with too-much of a modern theme.
"Is this the best? Are you sure?" Everything is calculated to the smallest digit, and I figured out his real plan–to earn too much money for himself.
"Of course, it is, Director," Honne said with a sarcastic tone, putting down his cigarette while his assistant gives him another.
"Are you certain?"
"Look, did I come here just to stand in front of you?" Yes, considering you still are and just picked a fight a few seconds ago.
"Of course, I am certain. I came here with guts." This jerk is a greedy bastard, all right. No need to prove anything.
"Change it."
"What?"
"Didn't you hear me? Change it," I repeated, giving emphasis at my command. He usually snaps back at me after statements, but this time, Honne seemed to accept his defeat and went away with his notes. I resume checking reports, hearing Akaito's relieved sigh from stiffness.
"Phew. And I thought I was really getting to be killed between you two."
Ignoring him, I grabbed the files and papers in front of me and tossed them to Akaito. As expected, the red man reacted while catching the papers. Beside me, I looked at him and sent him a cunning smile, "Hey, it's your turn to do your job, secretary Shion."
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It's been hours since the 'friendly' meeting I had with Honne. After that, I've been into countless meetings, summons, conference, and to make the long story short, everything went fine like always. Except for that I were called by the President now, and discussed my 'going-to-work-at-8:30' schedule. We just came out from the President's room and it seemed that everything went smoothly. There's nothing out of the ordinary and I must admit that I am kind of getting tired with my life.
It's always been the same. The earth's spinning endlessly around and around, and still then, nothing's changed. It's always like before and it won't change. Would it?
"…Earth to Len! Hello, anybody in there?"
"What?" I snapped at the noisy redhead near me who kept poking my head out.
"…Finally! I were about to claim that you're dead in there," Akaito exclaimed. "Len, let's go out."
Hearing those words, I gave Akaito a death glare that says 'No way.'
"It's not what you're thinking, genius! It's like 'Geez, I'm hungry, Len, let's go out and eat lunch together.' I'm friggin' hungry." Now that I think about it, it's nearly lunch and I made Akaito go without me. I prefer eating by myself, anyway. I think on having a small walk outside.
Walking on the streets, speaking of which, I just realized how the world changed in just a few decades. I figured out that it was the company I'm in, one of the contributors and developers of almost everything in this era that gave shares to molding this world into what it is right now. I put my hands in the pockets of my long, black pants, as I gaze at the surroundings around me, waiting for a glimpse of a natural environment.
As I looked in the sky, I really expected to look at the blue sky itself, hoping to see some birds flying freely and at least, feel a soothing breeze. But instead, what I saw are many floating skyways of train above me, which obstructs the view of the clear heavens. Instead of a cool air, I only coughed at the black smoke the passing vehicles released.
Removing my hand over my nose, my ears are the next. The city is such a noise these days. People are chattering too much and cars honk more than they should.
'Hatsune Mikuo LIVE!' is what I saw on a giant, electronic television high and wide as two or more buildings. Shown on it is a teen boy with blue-green hair who sings with a microphone in his hand. Shaking my head for a bit, I lowered my sight to level, walking again from a pause.
I continued to walk, ignoring the clamorous environment I'm in. Just a walk from here to the other side of the road, then I'm there at the simple restaurant I always dine in. I was going to make my step and cross the road as the green, approving light signals people to cross, but suddenly, I can't.
It's not like I got my foot stuck on the ground and freeze on the spot, it's more like I can't move my body, my feet to that direction. I don't know why, but I felt something not to. Shutting my eyes because I know there's something unexplainable shaking me off, I stopped thinking about crossing the street and went on my way.
"Humans are stupid, aren't they?" A female voice echoed in my ears as if I'm the one it talks to, and the way her tone goes was like a shiver to my spine. Quickly, I gazed around me, finding the one who said the disturbing sentence that disturbed me.
From the busybodies that did nothing, but to walk forward to their jobs and some young students who had their lunch time and leave back for their school, there was really no one paying attention to me, go far as to talk with me. I shrugged, probably my mind made some illusion and I bit the trick, out of hunger or something. But, since I had eaten a few bread and coffee which I consider many, at breakfast earlier, I feel full. Ah, whatever.
"Look there, mom!"
"Wow, they're pretty blinding…!"
"Are those firecrackers…?"
"Cool!"
Rumors and whispers are heard within my reach. I lowered my head and tried to decrease the volumes of their awes and chats, at least, I tried to imagine to. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw people stopping by and admiring something, probably a parade or a colorful event.
"Those things you invent, those you made to serve and pamper you, to fight for your will and to protect you from yourselves… shall be the ones to kill you all…"
I'm pretty sure that wasn't a delusion anymore. I scanned the whole area, near me, far away from me, anywhere my eyes can set on. This wasn't a prank to scare me, especially not a trick of my ears. There was really someone who keeps talking to me, or at least, speaking from a higher way of saying things coolly. …Too much coolly.
I looked to my right, at my back and then, to my left. And there, I saw a girl, no older than twenty years, on the top of an electric post. Yeah, you heard me right. On the top of a–Shoot.
I blinked a couple of times. Surely, my eyes were cheated. I can believe that they were. Obviously, there is no one, in their right mind, who would try to pull off a stunt like that. Unless they want to suicide or daredevil stunts are their life, that is. But, no matter how many times I wiped my white glasses clean, together with my eyes, the girl is really there, standing on the top with no worries if she'll fall or what.
She looked normal, yet not normal at the same time… like she's out of this world, out of the ordinary. More like, other-worldly.
Three things: One, judging from her teal–colored hair tied up to two pigtails at the each side of her head with eyes matching the same color; she looked like a normal, sweet girl, like any other young female person.
Two, her clothes are weird. Odd, I might say. It's as if I can't differentiate her from a she-robot and a human girl. Even though the styles in this century are evolving, her simple blue green–and–black skirt with her white shirt is suspicious. There are even those sleeves clothed from halfway her arms!
Three, how can she stand care-free, with a happy-looking face on a tall, deadly electric post? Come on, seriously. How in the world…?
As if she can hear my thoughts curious about her, the girl in blue green gazed at me from her place, with those cold, serious eyes. I stepped back, as the merciless expression faded and turned into a smile. Did she just really 'smile' at me?
I can say yes, because she even gave me a tilting head to the side affectionately. I can feel my hair stand from its roots. It's as if she's giving me her last goodbye and it's really creeping me out. Suddenly, the teal girl points above with her finger with a cheerful mood. She must be urging me to look at the sky.
Turning, I took a gaze at the brilliant, clear skies. What I saw shocked me. It shocked me, my mouth opening to a big 'o.' Sweat formed at the palm of my hands as my heart stopped thumping. My blue eyes widen at the things travelling fast in the air.
I-IMPOSSIBLE! THOSE ARE…! THEY CAN'T BE–
"…You created your own death."
The next thing I knew, a shining light, almost sparkling engulfed me along with thousands of people, burning my eyes from their sockets, and the whole world, together with my 'world' was complete blackened.
A/N: ...Voila and the first chapter is done~! I am also happy it ended fine and that I'm really grateful to Chiio-sama. Okay, I guess I'm too much for the point. Did I mention C. Media Corporation is stripped from Crypton Future Media? You guessed right, genius. Actually, I am kind of bad at making names and that's the result.
Anyway, I hope you had fun reading because the next won't be. *evil smirk*