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Chapter 2: Enjoying Your Sanity

Len rode his bike up his driveway. Once he reached the front door, he just rested the bike against the boring, cream colored outer walls of his house. Well… it wasn't exactly HIS house, more like a house he shared with his twin sister, Rin and her friend Piko. The house the three shared wasn't anything special, but it was home.

It was the type of place that Len felt he could live in for the rest of his life. Despite the fact that it wasn't the largest home, it was cozy and always had a cheery air about it, as if it was the set for the 'Cosby Show', or any other heartwarming television program.

Len didn't have to worry about anyone stealing his bike, so he just left it against the wall where he had set it down. He lived in a quiet, peaceful neighborhood. It was mostly inhabited by elderly people, and the few teenagers there were his friends, so he didn't need to worry about them.

The blonde searched around his porch for a moment before he found his spare key. Its location was changed every week, due to the fact that Rin was slight paranoid, and was worried that somebody would try to mug Piko… again. This time, the spare key was trapped inside of a helium balloon, which was tied to the doorknob. How Rin had managed to get the key inside without releasing all the helium was a mystery to Len.

Len took the balloon in his hands and jammed his thumb nail into it. He then moved his nail along the balloon until it popped. The shredded fragments of the once plump and airborne balloon suctioned to Len's fingers where he had been holding it, making the slightly irritated blonde have to peel them off.

Now feeling agitated and grouchy, Len freed the key from the balloon's remains and stuck it into the key hole. After turning the key, Len shook the doorknob and gave the door a good kick. With this brute force, the door opened. The blonde was forced to basically attack his door because of its enraging tendency to get stuck. Now with the door situation handled, Len was free to enter his house.

The blonde couldn't help but smile at what, or who, he saw when he got inside. Since the house wasn't that big, you didn't have to walk very far to get from the entrance to the kitchen, or the living room, or wherever you desired to go. Since the house, as I said earlier, wasn't large, the owners of it decided to open up the kitchen area and the living room. This meant that those areas had no doors. Len could see straight into the kitchen, therefore he was granted the pleasant image of Piko… multitasking.

Piko, a rather thin, feminine looking teenager with eyes and white hair, was reading a book, baking, talking on house phone, and cleaning almost all at the same time. Len couldn't help but be impressed. It was quite intriguing how the other male managed to do all this.

In one hand, Piko held his book, and in the other he was adding vanilla extract into a bowl of cake batter. He had the house phone securely wedged between his shoulder and his cheek, allowing him to hear the person talking and respond without using his hands. When he wasn't mixing the batter, he would use that hand to quickly clean up any mess that he had managed to create as he mixed.

Len wasn't able to stop the chuckle that snuck past his lips at Piko's abilities. The later, due to his exceptional hearing, was able to hear this, and quickly said, "Hold on IA, I'll call you back in a bit. Len just got home" The white haired teenager hung up and set the phone on the counter. He also set down his book before grabbing his mixing bowl with both hands and walking over to Len.

Piko smiled warmly at Len, and the later smiled back. "Hiya Len! How was your da-" Piko caught sight of the stains on Len's sweater. "Aww, you poor thing! Come on, help me get this into a cake pan so I can put it in the oven, and then we'll get you some clean clothes."

Len opened up one of the cupboards and grabbed out a cake pan. From previous cooking lessons from Piko, the blonde knew that he had to at least use a non-stick coating before the cake batter was put in. Nobody wants a cake that's stuck to the pan. Len, not wanting to be a slacker, did the flour and butter trick instead of just using some Pam. Once he was done with this, he handed the pan to Piko, who poured the batter in and stuck it in the oven, which had already been preheated.

Now without any current problems to deal with or things to do, Piko turned and grabbed Len's wrist. "Come with me. I only just finished the laundry a bit ago, so I didn't put any of your stuff away yet." Piko led Len to the laundry room, and literally pushed him in. "put your dirty clothes in the hamper, ok? And your sweaters should be the pile furthest to the right on top of the dryer!" he said, turning and leaving Len to change.

The later found himself smiling for around the fifth time in the past thirty or so minutes. Piko had that affect on people. Even the most grouchy men and women couldn't help but smile around the white haired teen. He just radiated happiness. Len came to like this about Piko. Piko, in addition to the never-ending gleefulness, also had Mother Hen qualities. He always wanted to help out Len and his sister, and would take care of them as if they where his children, despite the fact that he was only one year older than the twins, who where both 14.

Len quickly swapped his dirty green sweater for a black turtle neck, discarding it in the hamper before walking out of the laundry room. Len found Piko laying down on the couch, on the phone again.

"Hey Len, IA wants to say hi!" Piko yelled before Len could leave the house. A quiet bloop from the phone told Len that it was on speaker.

"Heya Len!" IA's musical voice shouted from the phone. Len laughed and returned the greeting before politely excusing himself from the house. The blonde found that it was much easier to close his door than it was to open it.

Now that he was out of his house, Len grabbed his bike and peddled off, making his way back to the asylum, where he would eventually realize that his boss was missing.

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A certain Kamui Gakupo was just finishing up his last stitch. It was done. His beautiful creation, or recreation, was finally complete. All he had to do was bring it to life, and he would have a companion for all eternity. So, with this goal set in his mind, Kamui summoned up the devil to bring life into his doll.

When Dr. Kaito Shion opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a beautiful purple haired man smiling down at him. "Good morning sleepyhead".

Sorry for the long wait guys! I've been working on righting this chapter for a while now (I'm so sloooow), and I only got around to uploading it now! Oh, and a special thanks to loveless23, Imnotinsane, juju, and Kale for reviewing! Your reviews are very much appreciated, for I love to know that you guys enjoy my story! Please leave reviews, because I won't update unless you do! Muahahahaha! See ya in the next chapter, and I apologize for any grammar or spelling errors, as well as how short it is!