Herro… again! I'm making a second chapter, just because I'm nice and that I don't wanna leave anyone hanging with the first chapter's ending. Since I've seen this plenty of times, I shall do this too: I don't own Vocaloid! It's only a penname.

iiGoddessofVocaloidsii

I walked closer to the voice until I was able to see it provider. Same orange hair, it was Ama. This song moved me and my heart, even if the Vocaloid accent made some words hard to understand. This song was about a boy liking a girl who she guessed hated him. She figured out what the song was, and softly started to sing the female parts. He noticed her voice, but continued to sing with her, not looking at the singer.

After the song silently ended, he turned around to see who was there. His eyes widen when he saw Yami, for he didn't know she lived this way. 'You're overreacting… Why? This must be- I can't assume that just yet, but soon.' Ama thought to himself before speaking up. "Do you live nearby?"

"Y-yeah. A few buildings down." Yami stuttered, her face lightly pink.

"I'll walk you home then. It's not safe for a young lady to be on the streets alone at night."

Yami was silent with embarrassment before a light smile made it to her face. "Yeah. Thanks."

"Don't mention it." They walked in silence, which lasted for quite a while. Until a third person ran pass the two. Between them would be a better word, but you get the picture. A random person ran between the pair, pushing Yami towards a pole. Ama noticed he took something out of Yami's hand, so he grabbed the man's collar, eyes closed. He pulled out the katana underneath his clothes. He always had it for emergencies.

He held the sword near the person's neck, making him shake with fear. "Now, when I say 'drop it', I want you to let go of that bag, okay?" the small man just nodded ferociously, too shocked for words. "Ready? Drop it." The man dropped it immediately. Ama also dropped the man, who scrambled off without another word. Ama sighed, picked up the bag and walked back to Yami.

Yami, who could only hear what was happening, had her tongue stuck on the pole. Nothing was hurt, but she couldn't get her tongue off. Ama tried to pull her off, but tears were starting to develop in her eyes. He stopped, and tried another tactic. He blew a hot breath on her tongue, letting the heat break apart from her tongue and the pole. She smiled happily, not really thinking and did one thing that brought the two together, she kissed him. Her tongue even slipped, and was now stuck with his. He was shocked, and didn't know what to do. She tried to pull away, but like I said, their tongues were stuck. "Thothy, ai thithin now thath thoulth hathen. (sorry, I didn't know that would happen.)" Yami sighed, blushing deeply. Ama just sighed deeply, blush staining his cheeks.

They stood there for a while before he carried her like a princess, and started to walk to her home. She opened the door and pointed to the bathroom, which he carried her to. She grabbed a bag before he set them both on the bed. She tried looking through the bag, but sighed after a while, then shook her head. He nodded, kissing her which put her in shock, but broke their tongues apart. "Much better." Ama said, wiping his mouth. Yami shook her head, going back to smiling. "Thanks. Sorry I did that."

"Is that how you feel about me?"

"U-uh… Y-yeah…" Yami blushed again, and he kissed her again. This time, she kissed back. "You don't like Len then?" Ama asked her. "I-I do… but I don't think in that way anymore… No, I'm sure it's not in that way anymore." She finalized before kissing him again, which he kissed back. Yami yawned, smiling at him. "You wanna stay here for the night?" she got under the sheets, staring at him. "…Sure." He smiled back snuggling in with her.

The night passed, and Yami's alarm woke her up, no Ama next to her. That made her wide awake.

"Ama?"

"Over here. I'm just watching some tv." Ama replied in the living room.

"Thank God. I didn't want it to be like the movies where the guy had to leave to go somewhere."

"Where would I go? I don't get paid in money, you know."

"What?"

"I get paid with a room and food."

"Well, you are a Vocaloid… That seems understandable." Yami went to sit next to Ama.

Ama handed her the remote, and she changed it to the news. "You watch this boring stuff?"

"It's nice to know what's happening in the real world. It also helps me with my job."

"What do you do?"

"I write for the newspaper."

"Oh. You live alone?"

"Yeah. My parents died 5 years ago."

"Oh… I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. They shouldn't have been speeding in the rain."

"That's a little harsh."

"I still love them. They just shouldn't be drunk driving."

"Wait, what?"

"My parents were drunk driving."

"Wow…" Ama said, holding Yami in his arms. She blushed, but kissed his cheek lightly.

"I gotta go soon; my boss will kick my ass if I don't go in for work today after working my ass off for yesterday off."

"Your boss is an ass."

"She may seem mean, but she just wants the newspaper done." Yami admitted.

"I guess since a new paper is made every day."

"Yeah. I'll just email my article to her, hope she'll accept it." Yami started to turn on her computer, doing a few things on it.

"I don't have anything to do today. We fly out next week, though."

"Where to?"

"LA."

"I could try to convince my boss to let me fly out for an article."

"What do you write?"

"Travel section."

"Makes sense. Is that all?"

"I don't have a night job, if you're asking. Anyway, my boss just told me she's feeling good today, so she'll let me go."

"Great." Ama smiled, hugging Yami tighter. Yami didn't blush this time, but still hugged him back just as tightly.

"What should we do?" Ama asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm hungry. What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not very hungry, so homemade would be alright."

"You want me to cook?"

"I didn't say that." Ama told her, but his face said a different story. Yami nodded, getting up and going to the kitchen. She thought for a while before grabbing only two ingredients; bread and cheese. After a little bit of cooking, she managed to make two decent grilled cheese sandwiches.

"Food's ready."

"Grilled cheese sandwich?"

"Would you like something else?"

"No, this is fine." Ama shut up and started to eat, no emotion on his face. "How is it?" she asked, getting a smile in return. She smiled back, eating her sandwich too.

A while passed and Yami was washing the dishes, having Ama back at the tv. 'Man, it's been less than a day and he's already in my house… Well, whatever. Faith brought us together, right?' she thought to herself when she was done. She went to go sit next to him, leaning on his shoulder.

"What should we do now?"

"Let's go out walking."

"Sure." Ama had no argument, so we went outside and randomly walked around town. We didn't really look around, but we did hold hands so we wouldn't lose each other. We didn't really say anything, so we just walked in silence. After what probably was a mile, she noticed a different couple hugging each other and laughing. Yami sighed, which got an arm around her in return. Yami blushed, which got her a kiss on the cheek in return and made her blush even deeper. Even though she was hiding her face, she was still smiling. Ama easily noticed, lightly smiling to show it.

"Should we get back to your place?" Ama asked me.

"Sure. Let's go." I replied. We started to turn around, and then he was there.

"Ama? Is that really you? Wow, I knew something was up, but I didn't know that it would start this early." Len snickered.

"You don't have to be so mean about it." Ama growled, putting both arms around Yami and hugging her tightly.

"I was just saying, no insults."

"Get away then. We have somewhere to go." Ama sighed, leading them both back to Yami's place. Yami was still shocked, only able to think 'Am I even a Len fan anymore?'.

"… You can still be a fan for Len, it's not like you have to have a crush on him to be a fan." Ama told Yami.

"…Thanks." She replied, smiling happily. She also hugged him, but had to escape his embrace to do so.

About 2 hours of slow walking passed and the couple finally made it home. Yami sadly stopped hugging her other half to open the door, but hugged him again when the door opened then closed.

"How long are you going to hug me?" Ama asked.

Yami blushed before replying, "As long as I want to. Why?"

"Just asking." Ama chuckled. After a few more minutes, Yami finally let go to order some dinner.

"I'm feeling pizza tonight." Yami explained before calling the Dominos Pizza number. After she hung up, she said, "They'll bring it in 15 minutes minimum." Ama nodded, flipping through the different channels.

15 minutes passed, and the pizza was here. Yami paid for the 8 slices before Ama started on one of the slices. Another 30 minutes and half of the pizza was gone, but both were full.

"I'm gonna go to bed." Yami yawned.

"I will too then." Ama sighed tiredly.

Both human and vocaloid sluggishly walked to the bedroom and slipped in the bed before hugging each other.

"I gotta work tomorrow." Yami whispered.

"I guess I'm staying home alone then?" Ama joked.

"You can go out. I leave the spare key on the night stand tomorrow."

"Thanks. Oh, and Yami?"

"Yes?"

"Happy Birthday." Ama had his eyes closed, but gave her a single white rose. Yami blushed, kissing Ama deeply.

"How did you know I love white roses?"

"I can… read minds…" Ama whispered softer and softer as he drifted off to sleep.

" Well I love it. Thank you Ama. Love you." Yami whispered before planting another kiss on his forehead. 'This is the best birthday ever. Thank you Ama. I love everything you got me.' Yami thought to herself as she laid in bed next to the sleeping Ama. 'Thank you. Thank you so much.' Yami constantly thought as she started to drift to sleep. She almost forgot, getting up and grabbing something from the kitchen and filling it up with water. She placed the vase next to her night stand and happily put the rose in the water. She stared at it for quite a while (5 minutes, actually) before jumping back to bed and wrapped herself in Ama's embrace. 'I… love… you…' Yami thought before she also drifted off the sleep.

Little did they both know two things: the white rose was shimmering in the darkness, as if it was the only pure thing in the world. It happily stood out from everything else and so did one more thing. If you looked real closely, you'd notice the top of someone head barely sticking out from the bottom of the bedroom window. Even if the window was locked, that didn't stop a certain stalker from peeking, and soon walking away in pain.

Well, there's your second chapter. Who dat stalker in the end? Maybe you should read my third chapter that shall come out soon. Right now, I'm tired at 5:22 in the morning. So don't think I'll be starting my third chapter right away. I have baby chicks to take care for. Anyway, reviews and I shall make more chapters. Love you guys!

iiGoddessofVocaloidsii