Your World, My World
Chapter 2
As I open my eyes slowly and softly, my sight of vision goes fuzzy; like as I have just been born as a screaming infant. I cautiously lift my head up-but quickly put it back against the cold chair's back. My head is spinning, the world is swirling... it gets to the point where for a moment I forget where I am. But as I regain vision, I can see Len's vivid blue eyes stare at me, and I remember.
"Does it hurt?" A soft voice asks as I look down at the bleeding dot on my arm. The boy cups his hand warmly over the wound. I shake my head slightly, scared that if I shake it any rougher that it'll fall off. I lift up my heavy eyelids hallway and whisper,"What did you put in me?"
"As I said, there's time to explain later. Now I just need you to stand up. Can you do that?" He asks as he unstraps my wrists from the chair softly. Careful not to startle me- Wait, so if he knows I'm dizzy, then he must of taken this drug before. I wait a few minutes in the chair, just staring at the plain white ceiling above me. It seems like it's spinning to the right... but it slows down the longer I stare at it. Soon enough it comes to a complete stop, and I'm back to reality. I look back at Len, who is quietly waiting for a response. He's never been this close to me. I can feel his warm breath on my nose, on my cheeks, on my neck. He is close enough that if I even move, our noses would make contact. I stare into the boys eyes. His drowning ocean blue orbs staring back at me. I can see myself in the eyes.
A girl with long teal bangs covering her face as the rest of the long, waterfall-like hair flows against her shoulders and falls onto her back. Her light aqua eyes seem to be glowing with life as her thick black eyelashes cover the tip of her cheeks when she blinks. Her small nose only inches away from her pale pink lips.
I nod and slowly lift up my body once I've taken in what I look like. He stands up and roughly wraps an ace bandage around my arm over and over then pins it. I watch him as I quietly ask, "What's your name?"
He glances up at me for a moment. "Len," he says as he pins another safety pin to keep the bandage in place. "My name is Len Kagamine." He stares at the bandage, hearing his own name flow against his lips.
Len. Len Kagamine. It seems almost... familiar. Almost. Not exactly, but similar to a name I've said before... How is that possible? I've only awoken not to long ago. There's no way I've said his name before...
"Len, do you know my name? Is it the name you called me earlier?"
"Miku? Yeah, your programmed to be named Miku Hatsune."
"Programmed?"
Len looks up at me. "Later. Right now I need you to do the same to me." He says in a hushed whisper as he stands up and paces over to the cabinet with small, hushed steps. He reaches into the cabinet and grabs another blue filled bottle then runs over to me. He lightly tosses it in my hands when he says, "Your turn. Needle me." I watch him as he stumbles into the seat where I was sitting, almost tripping when he reached it. He grabs the other empty needle on the table that lays next to him and holds it out in front of me.
"C'mon, I saw you watching me when I did it to you. I'm sure you know how to take it from here." He says as my hand brushes over his cold skin. Cold skin? Why does it feel like I've touched it before? I quietly laugh to myself. I'm going crazy.
Len lifts up his long black sleeves up past the middle of his forearm and straps one of his wrists tight. His blue eyes jolt up at me. "Hurry up! Once they find out where I am, they'll take you back to that room and they'll kill me!" He yells in a shaky voice, but I notice how his voice rises at the end. I shiver. It feels like my whole entire body has been zapped with freezing cold water, like my blood has been replaced with ice water. I don't like that idea.
If anything, I do not want to go back to that room. I do not want to go back to that buzzing pain. But I wonder what the boy did to say that "they" will kill him. Before I can stop myself I ask, "Who is 'they'?"
He sighs loudly. "How many questions can you possibly have? Please just help me strap my other arm in and inject me." He says in an unsteady voice.
I quickly strap his other pale wrist onto the chair, then fill up the needle just like I saw him do. I place the now empty bottle on the small table. Just when I'm about to inject him with the mysterious blue liquid, a showering sound enters the room. Only it doesn't stop. At first I thought the buzzing was coming back inside my chest, but when I don't feel any pain besides my throbbing arm, I hear Len whisper, "Damn it... Hurry up Miku!"
I practically stab his forearm with the needle as I press down on the top of it,making the juice inside go into his body. He lets out a painful groan as I get the last of the liquid in him. Once I'm done, I take the needle out, put it on the table, and unstrap one of the black leather straps. He quickly unstraps the other, and bolts up-but quickly stumbles and leans against me. Using me as a base. His soft blonde hair brushing against my cheek and cold shoulder as I fall a few steps back, almost tripping over myself and send us both bawling to the ground. But I quickly regain myself and he continues to lean his head against my shoulder with such force, I'm sure he's given me a bad bruise. But he's going thought what I just got out of. The dizziness, the fuzzy vision, the spinning world. We remain like this for a minute or two before the shhhh sound drives me insane.
"What is that sound?" I ask in a shaky voice. I'm still thrown that I stabbed him, also that I have no idea what that sound is or where it's coming from. Just like the buzzing.
"Poisonous Gas. Or at least that's what they call it, it burns your lungs alive." He says in a loud whisper. Gas that makes you die? Why would they try to kill us?
Len finally lifts his head of me and turns to grab the white rag that lays on the table and puts it on his wound, he ties it around his arm, then grabs my hand lightly. He unlocks the door quickly and runs out the room, dragging me again. As we run down the long hallways, he pulls me closer to him. With his free hand, he covers my mouth with his shirt sleeve. Making it a little hard for me to breathe, but I know that he is trying to help me prevent the gas from getting into my system. I look at him from the corner of my tearful eye.
What about him? How is he going to prevent the gas from getting into him? I look straight ahead again, not wanting him to know that I was staring at him. My body warms up as we pull even tighter together as we run faster. Our pairs of bare feet tapping loudly as we race across the white tiled floor. Over the loud beeping that is still going on, I can see him cough.
And cough.
And cough.
Soon enough I can't take it and I make both of us stop running by pulling back suddenly. He turns to face me, making his teary blue eyes glare at me, questioning me why we have stopped in a time like this. I shake my head, hoping to make him understand me since the loud beeping has made it impossible to hear any other sound. As if you were under water and someone was talking happily up above on land.
I place my pale hand on top of his and pull it away from my mouth and make him cover his own. Then I cover my own mouth with the back of my long black shirt sleeves. I see him slightly nod as he wraps his left arm around me and start to lightly run again.
It felt like hours until we saw a big red door up ahead. Above the bright red door was an even brighter glowing red sign. What does it say? I blink a few times over my teary eyes as we run toward it. Right when my eyes finally adjust to the gas that surrounds our bodies, I collapse. We both fall onto the cold hard ground with a loud THUD. I land on top of his arm as I fall in after him, but he doesn't seem to care or notice. I can feel the hot, scratchy gas enter the back of my burning throat. Causing me to cough terribly. Over my half squinted eyes, I see Len pull out from under me and slowly stand up. Ditching his arm sleeve to tug on my arm. All of a sudden, I no longer hear the beeping. As if it just stopped so I can hear Len roughly whisper, "Miku... Get up. The exist is right there..."
But I don't have any energy to talk back. Don't have any energy to movep. I close my eyes slowly. Making the sight of Len go away, and making the beeping sound and his voice flow away from my ears. And then everything disappears as the world around me goes black.
•••
"Is she breathing?"
"Yes, but I'm not sure if she is for long."
"She breathed a lot of that gas..."
I slowly open my eyes. They are no longer teary, but they do have a slight burning feel to them. I look to where the voices have come from. As I look to my right on the warm pillow where my over heated head lays, I see an older boy and next to him is an older girl, their backs facing me but their faces moved to the side. Giving me a side view. The boy has short, dark ocean blue hair with long bangs covering his eyebrows and an even lighter shade of blue eyes with a matching scarf that wraps around his neck tightly. The girl next to him has a little bit longer hair that is a light chocolate brown. Her bangs are swept to the side, and is a little bit shorter than him. Her dark brown eyes look back at me.
"She's awake! Kaito, she's awake!" The girl exclaims and runs over to me, examining my body quickly. The boy behind her follows just as fast as he stares at my eyes. I melt. It feels like I've seen him before, but I know I haven't. Before I can think of anything else, he gives out a warming smile that will light up any girl's day.
"You made it out alive," he glances over at the girl, "I told you she would," The girl shakes her head, making her short brown hair flop on her slightly pale face. "Never mind that, at least she's breathing." She looks at me and smiles. "How are you feeling?"
I slowly sit up from the small bed and hold my throbbing head that is now covered in a bandage or two. I glance up at the girl and whisper, "I'm fine. Where am I..?"
They both give out a small chuckle of relief. They boy, who puts his hand on the girl's shoulder, smiles. "Our little hospital. After you escaped the P.M.T.S.A, or the Programs-Made-To-Sing-Act, we thought you wouldn't be able to make it out alive. Based on how much gas you breathed," he looks at the girl, "We thought that you might not make it out."
The girl nods in agreement. I stare at them. Wondering why they would even help me. But then I remembered the boy.
"Where's Len? Is he okay?" I barely manage to whisper, my throat still dry and scratchy. Just when I was about to repeat it, the girl nods. "He's fine. He's the one that got you out of that place. He's right outside the room." She gives out a small smile as she nods her head toward the wooden door.
"Oh, and if you need anything, just call. Okay?" The boy says as he nods at the girl and they both walk out of the door with small, hushed steps. The door didn't even have time to close before and hand quickly wraps around it's edge.
Len.
He quietly comes into the room. When he sees me he gives out a warming smile that lures me to him. I shyly smile back as he closes the door behind him. I ask in a much louder voice, "Who were they?" He turns around to face me and closes the door. He walks over to the edge of my bed.
"Them? Oh, the guy is Kaito Shion and the girl is Meiko Sakine. Their like the mom and dad around here." He nods as he sits on the edge of the bed close to where my cold feet lay. He gives out a small sigh as he looks at me with those blue eyes and asks, "Do you want to know the answers to everything now? I don't think my head can handle all the questions you are gonna ask me." He laughs softly.
I give out a quiet chuckle as I nod. He looks out the window straight ahead of him and says, "Well, the place we were just in? That's where our Master created us. Or at least, until you saw me kill him." He looks at me, noticing how my face has gone pale. He gives out another soft sigh. "There is so much to tell you-"
"Why did you kill him? Why did you save me? And what did you put in us?" I cut him off. All I want to know is those few questions. For now.
He looks back at me, his face even paler. "I killed him because he kept killing you. Over and over." I stare at him. Before I can even think about stopping myself, I burst into knee-slapping laughter. Len just stares at me. Clearly affected on how I took his story. As soon as I catch a breath, I say through giggles, "Over and over? Haha good joke, Len, but I don't think that he could kill a body over-and-over."
He jumps off my bed and stands up. He slowly walks over to where I am. He leans down close to me, close enough where if I lifted my head up only a few inches, I could smell the burning gas that haunts his clothes and body. Len puts both of his hands on either side of my head, pinning me without holding my arms. He whispers coldly, "Yes, Miku, over and over. And I saved you because I couldn't watch you die for the nineteenth time in a row."