Sorry that I haven't been writing much lately (at all) so I came up with this. Right now it's 11:20 pm, so I'm not that sleep deprived. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
It was a simple life. Sing, dance, play, wait, and die. We all knew our fate. But when that blue haired boy, Kaito, died for me, I began to truly hate my life. My name is Miku. Miku Hatsune. And this is the story of a day in our life.
Everything was simple: We sing. We dance. We play. We wait. We die. Today was like every other day for us, locked in a room in an abandoned building. And just like every other day, the men had gathered us for a game of 'Kakome,Kakome'. The children all got together in a circle, joining hands and looking at the men in white coats for mercy. They looked us over, deciding who would be the child in the middle. Maimed, bloody, and defeated. We weren't much of a sight.
Their eyes stopped on me. I felt my blood run cold. I saw the other children pale considerably. The men told me to sit in the middle of the circle, which I did. I sat on the floor and waited for the game to begin. The other children gave me looks of regret, pain, and sadness. Not even all the hands were joined together. They couldn't, anyway.
My friends, holding hands and making do, had tears in their eyes. Rin and Len; the twins. Len was missing both of his arms, and Rin was missing her right arm and right eye. Kaito, he had bloody bandages all across his chest, stomach, and wrapped around his head, arms, and legs. Luka, she had bloody bandages covering all of her face except for her mouth and left eye.
The other children all began to move in a circle around me, singing our song of death:
"Circle you, circle you,
Stay with us and play forever.
Circle you, circle you,
Close the door and leave us never.
'Till we see the rising sun,
This is only the beginning.
Circle you, circle you,
Aren't we having lots of fun?"
Our happy tune and sadistic lyrics were apparently wonderful to the ears of the white-coated men. I saw faces of some children, and noticed some were crying, some had closed their eyes, or eye, and some were trying to stay happy, but failing. Their faces were heart wrenching to me, but amusing to the men. I know what we were all thinking: Please let me win so I don't die, but don't let me win so someone else doesn't die. A cruel game we had to play indeed.
"Circle you, circle you,
Aren't we having lots of fun?
Circle you, circle you,
Who is that behind you?"
Once they sang the line of 'who's behind you?', they stopped. And I said my guess.
"Kaito?"
To my horror, I was correct. I won. Kaito and I switched places, and I whispered in his ear:
"I'm sorry."
He gave me a look of sympathy, and told me it was alright. I was so worried for him, because Kaito had never won a game of Kakome, Kakome before. I didn't think he stood much of a chance. That was why he had so many injuries. He sat down in the middle and I linked my hands and fingers with Rin and Luka.
"Circle you, circle you,
Stay with us and play forever.
Circle you, circle you,
Close the door and leave us never.
'Till we see the rising sun,
This is only the beginning.
Circle you, circle you,
Aren't we having lots of fun?"
We continued to dance around Kaito, not one of us could take this torture. We didn't think Kaito could win, and apparently neither did he. We circled him again, and sang our line of 'who's behind you?'.
"Circle you, circle you,
Aren't we having lots of fun?
Circle you, circle you,
Who is that behind you?"
Kaito was silent for a moment, as were we. Watching with baited breath, we waited for him to say his answer. Unfortunately, because he had a bandage over his left eye, his range of vision was smaller than some of ours. And his answer sealed his fate.
"Luka?"
We gasped. The men smirked. Our hands loosened a bit before tightening again. Luka was not behind Kaito. Len was. We took a deep breath, let it out, and sang the end of our game.
"Circle you, circle you,
Can you feel time creeping closer?
Circle you, circle you,
I'm so sorry; your turns over.
'Till we see the rising sun,
They take heads from off our shoulders.
Circle you, circle you,
Aren't we having lots of fun?"
Horror was written all over Kaito's face. I couldn't watch, so I turned my head away. We watched out of the corner of our eyes as the men prepared some of their 'tools'. Their smiles grew and grew. We whimpered a bit, but continued our sadistic song none the less, our spirits sinking even lower.
"Your skull, it may be fractured and
Your arms are severed to the bone.
The children undying, they smile through their crying,
In a game that never ends."
As we reached the end of our song, we tried to drag it out as much as we could, to try and prevent the gorey demise awaiting our friend.
"Circle you, circle you,
You can't run so stay awhile!
Circle you, circle you,
They won't hear your screams for miles.
Let's play 'till the morning light
Play until they come to get us.
Circle you, circle you,
We'll have fun tonight."
We finished our song and our hands flew to our mouths, muffling our loud sobs. Those of us who had hands, anyway. We all stood back and lined up by the window, allowing the men to reach Kaito. They walked over to him, held out a hand, and he took it.
Kaito turned to us one last time, gave us a pitiful smile and said with tears in his eyes,
"Oyasumi no mina."
We watched as he rose to his feet, and followed the men in white out of the room. When they left, the door locked and I swear, the little room had never felt so empty.
"Oyasumi no mina."
A/N: Anyway, I made this thing because I finally decided to get up off my lazy bum and write something. Why this of all things, the world may never know. Well, I'll see ya guys in the next story! Don't expect it to come quick, though.
P.S. Translations:
Kakome, Kakome (Circle you, Circle you)
Oyasumi no mina (Goodnight everyone)
