AN: Yes, I know that my stories suck. Most of the time I'm just borred and I have nothing better to do but this time I was actually inspired to write this. It's yaoi (guy X guy) So if you don't like gay guys making out and having...ummm... "Juicy" Scenes, then don't read. But If you do, please enjoy! I will take both bad and good comments. I love your input so it can make me better.

Why do I have to be here right now? Len thought as Rin happily tugged him through the mall with Miku and Teto. He, was their toy. A doll that they ordered around and tossed away when he wasn't needed. He wanted something to look forward to other than concerts and singing lessons. He adored singing. He was an otaku but he never could go to his room durring the day because Miku, Teto, and his devil of a sister would make him work and do their errands. But he was way to shy to tell Meiko onee-chan. He just had to live with it. He loved his sister and would do anything to make her happy, it's just, he wished that she didn't treat him like a toy.

Today they were getting ready for the funeral. Sadly, Master had to uninstall Lily after she got into a car crash. Leon has been out of it for days. He's gotten pale and has black circles around his eyes. Len never knew that could happen to them. Leon hasn't talked at all. Everyone is worried sick about him.

"Len! Are you OK? You haven't sighed or talked at all. Your worrying us." He got snapped out of his trance. Happy for it though.

"I'm fine Rin. Gomen, I didn't mean to scare you guys." Len said looking down regretfully.

"It's fine, just, are you OK? Seriously, is it because of Lily? If it is, she wouldn't want you to be down. She's probably really upset because of how Leon reacted." Miku said reassuringly.

"No, It's not about Lily, I'm fine guys. Don't worry about me." Len said waving his hand in front of his face like he always does. They notice, but he brushes them off like an ant trying to get to his food.

"Alright... Whatever you say. Well, we need some black dresses. Rin, do you still have your head band from the "Fear Garden" music video?"

"Oh yeah! That would be great! OK, miku, we can get you a black headband, and we can find one of those elastics that have like, a rose on them. If we can't find one then buy it off the internet."

The rest of their conversation didn't matter to Len. Why would it? All they ever talk about is accessories and clothes. Who cares about that stuff? He sure didn't.

Len was tugged into a funeral store and he felt sick at the sight of all the black. It reminded him of the music video he and Rin had to make called "Black and White ward". Or "Monochrome Ward". He hated that song. Mainly because it was like it was his life all wrote into one song. Running in thousands of circles. Lies and death. Everywhere. Whenever they did songs like that, it would take him a few days to recover from the fear of how Rin's puiples would shrink with madness and her insane smiles spread across her face so smoothly. It was almost natural. He was normally not even acting when he would run away and look back in horror at her.

He felt mortified at the sight of all that black. Like it says in the song. "Black, black, black. Here and there, all black." He felt like he was going to faint. He had to clutch his throbbing head. The girls on the other hand, were already trying things on. He at one point, thought he was in love with miku. But then he realized that it was nothing more than a small crush. He didn't even blush when he saw her in skimpy shorts, swimsuits, mini skirts, or even tiny dresses. Pretty much, anything that would make a man have a boner right there. He cleanly thought of her as a sister. That's it.

Len walked over to a wall to lean against but ended up sliding down it and sitting on the floor. He always felt like this when it became black or he saw alot of black stuff. He was scarred of Zeito because he wears so much black and he's so quiet.

Len had his hands notted in his hair. He was trying to straighten his thoughts out and try to make the dizzyness stop. The world, no, the floor was like a whirlpool, circling around him. He felt like he was falling even though he was sitting on the floor.

Kaito:

Man, I hate this job! Kaito thought to himself as he organized the black dresses in the only place he was able to land a part-time job at. This place was like a sanctuary for goths and emos. But it struck him a strange when he saw three young giggley girls, one with bright tirquise hair and eyes, one with pink hair and eyes who sounded robotic, and one with short golden hair and blue eyes with a white headband in her hair. The blond was pulling what seamed to be her brother. They were all vocaloids clearly. They all sounded like him. Except the pink one. She sounded like robot.

He shrugged it off and got back to work. His girlfriend dumped him a while ago saying he was too expensive even though he was always the one paying. Yeah he was an otaku but he never told her that.

This boy though, that just walked in, there was something about him, he felt a warm passionate feeling towards him, but he wasn't gay. He doubted the boy was either.

He wanted to ask him, but Kaito just kept on working, to absorbed in his own thoughts to notice the boy slunk off to the corrner. That question would probably sound completely normal. Not.

The girls came up to the counter, money ready and their clothes in their hands.

"We'd like to buy these please." The blond said proudly.

They all placed their purchases upon the counter.

"Excuse me, mind me from asking, but your Rin kagamine, Miku Hatsune, and Teto Kasane... Am I right?" Kaito asked, regretting his words the moment he said them. He looked down shamefully and continued scanning the bar-codes on the tags.

"Yeah! We are, one of our oldest models was just uninstalled so we need to look nice for the funeral. I just hope my brother got out of here, he hates black. One time, he fainted because of all the black. He's such a baby!"

"Rin, don't be rude. Len just feels insecure around this kind of atmosphere. Besides, he probably went to the cafeteria. So we can check there. If he's not there, the we can head home. He knows the way." Miku said defensively.

"Here, that's 12500 yen." Kaito said, interrupting their conversation.

"Holy cow things are expensive these days! Here." Rin complained, handing over the money.

The three girls left chatting among themselves. Kaito sighed and went over to the corrner of the store to hang up some replacements for the ones they bought.

We Kaito reached the corner, he yelped and dropped the clothes in his hand. There, shivering on the floor and clutching is head was the twin of Rin Kagamine. The one who hated black. The one who hates this kind of atmosphere. Kaito lifted his hand and reached out to the young boys head. The boy was small and shaking all over. He hesitated. It was as if he were to touch him he would crumble into dust.

He finally touched the boy's head. Both Kaito and the boy flinched. Eventually, kaito became aware of the scarred and nervous eyes starring up at him. Kaito was shocked at how pale and scarred looking he became in such a small period of time. His puiples became tiny black specs in large surrounding white. The boy looked horrified.

Kaito took his hand off the boys head and crouched down. He slipped his arms under the boys legs and back and picked him up like he was a feather. He looked like he was twelve. He weighed practically nothing.

Kaito carried into the back. The boy was clutching onto Kaito as if he would die if he let go. Kaito opened the door with his feet and walked into the creamy brown staff room. He walked over to the couch and layed the boy down.

"Are you OK? Whats wrong?" Kaito asked concerning.

Almost instantly, the boy sat bolt upright. He looked arround him. He looked almost as if he was registering the fact he wasn't in surrounding black anymore. Kaito got up and cluched the boys shoulders. He looked worryingly at the young boy who's eyes seemed to coldy stare right through him. It sent shivers up Kaito's spine.

Then suddenly, Kaito noticed tears in the boys eyes. His pupiles became normal and were all glossy and sparkly from the tears. Kaito noticed at how warm and kind they were. A beautiful sky blue. With tiny flecks of gold.

Len:

Len felt a warm hand be placed upon his head. He flinched, then looked up. It was... something blue! It wasn't black, yet he couldn't make out what it was. He felt like he was falling, but staying in the same place. That was even more confusing. Then, the felt warmth under his legs and back. Then, he felt something he wasn't familiar with. He thought he was being picked up but he wasn't sure. He was still scarred.

He was clutching onto the white that was holding him so warmly. He held the pieces of fabric with all his might.

Then, a warm room welcomed him. It wasn't black. Wait, It wasn't black! Len didn't pay any attention to what coulor it was, just the fact it wasn't black.

A warm soft surface was underneath after the blur of blue and white layed him down. He heard a voice but payed it no mind. He felt strange. Like no one was there anymore. Len sat bolt upright. He looked around. He realized he was now in what looked like a lounge. A maple wodden table was in the middle of the room with black leather chairs surrounding it. A fridge, stove, and a few counters in a corrner of the room had containers and pots and half eaten lunches spread all over them. Len noticed the walls were a creamy brown and that he was sitting on a well worn white couch.

Hands clutched him, a worried face looked at him. Len felt his eyes blur with tears but he could still see the young man holding him. The man had blue hair, a blur scarf, a white jacket, and brown pants. His eyes were blue like the sea. They were like seas themselves. They were both gapeing at each other.

Len felt a warm, passionate feeling for this man. It was strange seeing as Len just met him. Not even, he just got touched on his head, picked up, and droped by him. That wasn't even considered an introduction. At least, Len thought so.

Len heard the man's robotic, soft voice. Len knew he was a vocaloid. Len couldn't answer. He was crying too hard. He was trying to recover from all of that black.

To be continued...