Gilbert: Because I am bored, there shall be another chapter! \o/

Virus: Is anyone even reading this?

Gilbert: Hush child. I am making this for you.

Psy: Gilbert doesn't own us or DRRR~!

Virus laughed as he corrupted the computer he had hacked into, milking all of the delicious data dry. Documents, programs, even pictures were no match for his abilities as all of the coding turned from white 1's and 0's to red 138's. There wasn't much in this particular hard drive, it was probably a tablet or something a student would use only for reports.

He sighed. This wasn't as much of a feast as he thought it would be, but oh well. This should be able to keep him full for some time. This wasn't the exact "flavor" that he liked, but it was still pretty decent. It was better than nothing. The red eyed program licked his lips and stretched his arms before walking away. Virus walked back up to the outlet he had entered though and plugged his headphones back in, closing his eyes as he exited the corrupted space.

Psy exhaled, small transparent 1's and 0's floated in the space above him before disappearing. Virus was taking too long. "Just how long does it take that kid to find something to eat?" he muttered before taking another drag of his fake cigarette. He was aware that Virus doesn't normally take so long when it comes to finding a meal, unless he decided to play with his food. He exhaled more smoke.

"Damn brat playing with his food again." Psy grumbled as he messed with the settings on his arm canon. He saw in his last hunt that it had a little bit of lag with he tried to fire. He growled, if Virus were here, he'd probably start some annoying banter about how old age was beginning to creep up on him. "Stupid brat!" he shouted. His programming was fifteen years old! He wasn't that old!

"You called geezer?" Virus whispered as he wrapped his arms around Psy's shoulders. The older program clicked his tongue and nudged the other male. Virus laughed and plopped next to Psy. "You're so loud, you know~! I could hear you from the server I was in!" He giggled before laying on the ground. "I guess it's true, people get loud with age too~!"

Bang!

Virus jumped and sat back up. Psy laughed as he dismissed his visor. "Looks like I finally got rid of that lag!" He laughed as the younger program puffed his cheeks and pouted. Virus stared at the floor, the green smoke danced from the now ashen green ground. "Now shut your trap or you're next." Virus laughed before getting up.

"Oh Psy, you know I love it rough~!" he sang before taking off. "But do you have enough strength in you? I'm sure old age takes away some of that super retard strength!" he called. Psy growled as he immediately got up and chased after the younger male.

"Get back here you brat!" he yelled as he aimed his arm canon at the laughing computer virus.

Virus's pov

I laughed as Psy continued to chase me through the endless void. Times like this made me glad that I had him with me. Sure he was an old fart at sometimes and he always calls me a "brat", but I have to admit it. I'd be pretty lonely if he wasn't here.

We were made to be a pair. We were made to be the original Project:Psychedelic Dreamers. Psy came out fine, perfect actually. There was nothing wrong with his software and his programming was functioning perfectly. I, on the other hand, was the faulty one.

When I was made, my creator found that there was a huge error in my programming. He tried to troubleshoot me, but I was long gone. My files were corrupted to the point that they couldn't save anything. There was no hope for me, I was to be deleted or they would risk the virus destroying everything else. The only thing that they were able to save was my personality software.

They could never see it, but Psy could. I was crying when this all happened. There was nothing I could do, I wass born with a hole in me and a virus that threatened to wipe out the whole system. I would never admit, but I was scared at that time. I was just barely born, not even long enough to be given a name and they were threatening to pull the plug on me.

Flashback

"P-Psy-chan..." I whimpered as I laid on the floor, cuddling next to my only friend. "I'm scared...Th-they want to get rid of me..." I gripped his shirt and sobbed into it. What could I have done? They thought that they could simply erase me without even considering how I might even feel about it. They had thought that just because I was made of 1's and 0's that I wouldn't be able to feel anything?

"It's alright..." he shushed, slowly stroking my hair. "They're not getting rid of you, I'll make sure of it." I nuzzled my head into his chest, this may be the last time I ever see him.

"P-Psy-chan..." I kept sobbing, repeating his name over and over. In a way I was jealous, Psy was made with no error. He had a name and he would probably get a new partner in a few years. If I stuck around any longer, I would risk corrupting Psy. I never wanted that.

"They can't get rid of you..."

I sighed at the bittersweet memory. I hadn't acted that cuddly with Psy since we had been locked up. In the end, I had corrupted his software as well. We were both supposed to be deleted, but the virus was too much for the programmers to do anything. So as a last resort, they settled with locking us in a random space in cyberspace. It sounded like a good plan to them, but they didn't know that we were able to find small servers and outlets that could easily bring us to other computers. That is how we have been surviving for the last twelve years without having to resort to corrupting random bytes like scavengers.

We never figured out what happened to that project they tried so hard to make. Psy had found somewhere, during one of his hunts, that they had completed it. And that was that. They had replaced us, they thought that we were simple unfeeling programs. We could easily be replaced, just go and make some new files, add some coding and whoop-de-shit. Project:Psychedelic Dreamers is complete!

I would have spat if Psy weren't chasing me right now. I shook my head and continued to run, teasing him for his age as we ran. "A life without Psy would be boring indeed," I thought to myself.

3rd person POV

Psyche yawned as he stretched in the lap of his lover, Tsugaru. Today was pretty tiring, he and Delic were out keeping viruses out of Izaya's computer. It seemed that they were in what the two called "virus season". He often wished that he was software like Tsugaru or Hibiya and not a firewall. They got their food easier than he and Delic did anyways.

Psyche purred as Tsugaru began to gently stroke his back. He wished that he could just spend his days sitting here in the male program's arms. He sighed, this was prefect.

"You insufferable cur!" a voice similar to his own shouted.

"I'm sorry Chibiya~! I promise, I didn't mean it~!" soothed the voice of his partner, Delic. Psyche sighed again. Correction, almost perfect. A miffed Hibiya huffed as he stomped into the room, Delic was right at his heels trying to apologize for something. This was almost a routine for this two other housemates, they would yell and argue about something, then later they would make up and retreat to their shared bedroom. Sometimes Psyche wondered how the two could manage to keep such an odd relationship.

"No peasant! Now leave me alone!" Hibiya yelled causing Delic to whine.

"But Chibiyaaaaa~!" Psyche sighed as he covered his headphone covered ears and buried his face into Tsugaru's chest.

"Delic, Hibiya, would you mind arguing a little quieter? It's a tad annoying..." Tsugaru said from their seat on the couch. Hibiya sighed as Delic smirked. Psyche smiled a bit, nuzzling his chest.

"Thank you Tsu-chan," he said before kissing the older program's cheek. Tsugaru smiled at him, both of them ignoring the rest of spat the other two were having behind them.

"You're welcome Psyche." Psyche giggled before nuzzling his head into Tsugaru's neck, blushing a tad when he felt his lover kiss his head.

"We'll be together forever...right Tsu-chan?" he asked looking up into Tsugaru's eyes. The kimono clad program smiled and wrapped his arms around Psyche's waist. He kissed him softly before responding.

"Of course Psyche. I'll always be here for you." The smaller male smiled as he kissed back. The thought of staying with his Tsugaru made him want to explode from happiness.

Gilbert: Short chapter is short! ;w;

Psy: That barely focused on me!

Virus: *cries* I have such a tragic childhood!

Gilbert: *hug Virus* I make shit hard for you because I love you! ;w;

Psy: I am not loved! *sulks*

Gilbert: I will give you more love in later chapters!

Psy: It's all because you cosplay that brat, huh!

Gilbert: Review so Psy gets more rabu! o3o