Well… this is random. It's not very depressing at all, but it's the closest thing to depressing I've ever written.
I don't own Vocaloid!
Miku has worked very well with anyone Master has paired her with — Kaito, Meiko, Luka and many others. You name them, she's worked well with them.
With the exception of two. Two that Master didn't want anyone to meet. He said that they were too young, though all the others knew it was something deeper.
Miku was the pride and joy of Master, and though she got on well with the other Vocaloids, she lacked any real emotion. They all did.
But Miku was getting better everyday, her voice conveying more and more supposed emotion.
Sure, she would laugh when singing happy songs and cry when singing sad songs. She would smile and squeal and be joyful when a fan praised her after a concert.
But it was all in the programming.
The Vocaloids all thought themselves above emotions — emotions were weak, were distractions.
They had the best voices. That's what was important.
That's all they needed.
But when Master finally introduced the other two, that slowly began to change.
Though even latecomers like Luka had heard of them, none of them knew anything about them prior to their release.
"Hi! I'm Kagamine Rin!"
"Hello! I'm Kagamine Len!"
"We hope you will except us most graciously and teach us well!"
All the other Vocaloids stared at their introductions. The conviction, the laughter and smiles, the bright eyes — that emotion in them was real.
Miku didn't care. She asked herself, why don't I care? But why should she care? Surely she didn't even have the capability for it.
However, when they ran to her, shouting "Neechan! Neechan!" she always had to stop herself from smiling.
She didn't know why.
If they were late home, she would worry. If they got mad at each other, she would be upset. If someone threatened them, she would seethe. When they went off on their own tour, she would eagerly await their return.
One day, Len came up to her and said, "Neechan! How come you never smile? Are you unhappy?"
She had replied stoically, "I'm not happy. I'm not sad. I'm not anything." When Len had asked why, she said, "I don't feel emotion. I don't feel anything."
They had stayed silent for a long while. Len broke the silence with an unexpected question.
"What do you feel about me and Rin?"
Miku thought for a minute. She thought for two, three, four, five, fifteen minutes before answering.
"Nothing," she lied.
More silence. "I see," he said with obvious repressed anger, "what a waste of potential." He then ran off.
She stared after him, feeling sad and confused. Why was she feeling anything, anyway?
She eventually stopped seeing them around. She grew upset. Why had they left her?
A little voice in her head replied, why hadn't you ever been there for them?
She ran to her Master, demanding where they had gone. She was going to make this right, though she didn't know why.
"They didn't want to sing anymore. They lost resolve… I don't know if letting them have emotion was worth it."
When the hot tears ran down her face, she realised why she cared.
Emotion.
She grabbed the front of Master's shirt and shook him.
"Where have they gone? Bring them back! I want to hear them again… I want to hear them sing!"
Master had stared down at her, surprised. His pride and joy, strongest voice, most well behaved… had succumbed to emotion, of all things.
Miku began wailing, "Bring them back! It's my fault, my fault! I need to fix this," before landing in a muddled heap and whimpering, "It's my fault… It's my fault… It's my fault they're gone… It's my fault…"
Master didn't care. Where else had they leaned lack of emotion? He simply said, "Pick yourself up. You can't let this affect your singing. That's what important. Don't forget that."
Miku didn't know that the Kagamines were still in the computer and had heard everything.
She locked herself up in a cupboard, crying. She'd lost herself, her Master's words ringing in her head.
"I don't know if letting them have emotion was worth it."
Is this why he had discouraged it? Because emotion hurt? Why, surely, if had to be. She was sure emotion wasn't worth this pain. If she didn't have any, she wouldn't care, she wouldn't hurt.
The two Vocaloids… they had broken her.
Master had eventually brought them back. He had tried everything to "fix" Miku, but nothing worked. If he deleted her, he would lose profits he could never recover from.
When she first saw them again, she began crying. She ran to them, and slapped them both.
"You can't just break me and leave," she sobbed, before pulling them into a hug. "You have to stay and take care of broken people."
They laughed and promised they'd stay. For the first time, Miku smiled. A true smile.
Thanks for reading! Sorry for the ending. Best I could come up with. I'd appreciate a review, though I won't expect any for this. xD
–Samsung Super Aladdin Boy II