A/N: I don't know how vocaloid server works. So I made it up. Ok? Je ne owns anything about Vocaloid.
"Hey, Maia!"
Maia turned to see her friend Michelle run up to her.
"Oh, hey, Michelle. What's up?" Maia asked.
The redhead sighed. "You're not going home already, are you? I mean, you've gone straight home ever since your birthday…"
"Oh! That's because I got Vocaloid. You know, the singing software program? My dad got it for me."
"You're ditching me for a video game?" Michelle exclaimed. "Come on!"
Maia shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably. "Well…it's a lot of fun…"
"You're not still mad about that thing with Max, are you? Come on! You weren't doing anything! He was totally just asking for me to ask him out!"
The brunette's face darkened at the mention of Max. "You knew I liked him."
Michelle tossed her wavy red hair. "Pssh, whatever! Now come on!"
Maia turned from the girl, climbing onto her bus. "Bye, Michelle. Say hi to Max for me."
"Sourpuss!" Michelle shouted as the bus pulled away.
Maia sighed as she pushed open the door to her house. She still couldn't grasp her friend's betrayal. She had told Michelle she liked Max, the tall, dark-haired, bad-boy with the blue eyes that Maia had been crushing on since 7th grade. And then Michelle just went ahead and asked him out! And of course, no one would say no to perfect, beautiful Michelle. Maia didn't have a chance. Then she got the Vocaloid game.
Her life was different! Every day she raced home, away from the rumors and stares in school, to the computer in her room. She powered it on and clicked on the program.
Len was there like he always was, smiling and cheerful. He liked her. At least, he was very supportive. Maia poured her soul out to him, writing furiously to the virtual boy.
Len: What's up?
Master: Eeh, Michelle was bothering me again.
Len: Oh, I'm sorry. Are you alright?
Master: Yeah. I am. I have you, right?
Len: …
Maia stared at the screen. That had to be the first time Len hadn't answered cheerfully.
Master: What is it?
Len: Well, shouldn't you go make some friends in the real world?
Master: Whaaaat?
Len: I'm worried about you! That's all!
Master: You're acting so strange, Len.
Len: I just have some things on my mind. Hey, sing with me today, ok?
Master: …Alright…
Maia donned her headphones, pulling the mike down towards her mouth. She often sang along with Len for no reason, but it was the first time Len had asked her to.
Hajomeru no you, kore wa sensou
Ureshisou na kimi wo miru nante!
Setsunaru koi sore wa tsumi
Misete ager watashi no omoi wo
Maia closed her eyes and let her voice wash and mix with Len's, her mind concentrating on the lyrics of Love is War.
That's right, she thought to herself. It's so hard to like someone…
Maia sighed happily as the song ended.
Len: Hey
Maia: What's up?
Len: You have a great voice.
Maia: 0/0 why thank you…but really, it's not so great
Len: It is!
Len: If you could…would you want to be a Vocaloid?
Maia: OF COURSE. I want to really hang out with you and meet everyone and live…uh…wherever it is you live. It's got to be better than here.
Len: It's a lot of work you know. We sing so much…and it's a Japanese-style school, so it's a bit harder than yours…and there's a lot of social stuff.
Maia: Well…I have that here too. And it would be nice to start over.
Len: …alright. I have some things to think about now.
Len: Are you sure? Could you leave your family? And your friends? And Max?
Maia swallowed. It was a lot to ask. But she never really saw her dad, who was working all the time. And her friends were all gone. But Max…
Maia: Yes. I'm sure. It'd be hard with Max though. But…I think it'd be worth it.
Len: …ok! Uh, isn't it your bedtime? Off you go.
Maia logged off the computer, still confused. Why had Len suddenly started asking her all these questions? It was just a game…
Right?