Alright, part two is up! Danyene: It's going to be a love triangle between Miku, Kaito, and Meiko. Shootersky4eva: Eden is both symbolism and the Vocaloid song EDEN which I took inspiration from to make this! Alright guys, enjoy part two!


For ten days and ten nights, Hatsune Miku worked tirelessly. She did not focus on anything but her Clockwork Doll's future soul. She often spent the nights sleepless; instead working to make this soul the best and most wondrous soul that could ever exist. It would rival every other Angel's best creation and the man she named Kaito would be the most perfect human being on the face of Earth.

She could see it now. Flocks and flocks of Kaito's fellow humans would travel all across the world to hear the words he wished to say. He would give magnificent speeches and his handsome demeanor would woo both males and females alike. Children would aspire to be like him as they grew. Teachers would teach their students about him, be they in first grade or college.

Souls were, more or less, shaped like an Earth flower known as a red rose. In the silent language of them, they met ever-lasting love. Each petal was a certain part of the soul. The one on the farthest bottom right stood for the memories. The third on the fourth row was ideas and creativity. The one in the center, however, was most important. There, in the rose's center like a beating heart, was the single smallest petal that gave the soul meaning and drive in life. This petal was so very fragile that Angels usually took two or more days to design it to be perfect. Hatsune took five.


"Hey, you've finally finished your first soul." The Warden said to Hatsune as she finally walked into her work area on the eleventh day. Sitting in between her slender fingers, Hatsune held a rose. It shined it the natural light and even attracted the attention of the other nearby Angels. The Warden leaned close to the soul, studying it with her gray eyes. "You sure went all out on it. That's normal though. Next time around don't take too much time though. Got it, newbie?"

Hatsune nodded, unable to hide the fear in her voice. "Yes, ma'am." She responded, her voice basically hollow, like wind flowing through a hole in an old dying tree.

"Now, hand it to me." The Warden commanded, her gaze unwavering and expressionless. "I will take it to our delivery department."

She did not want to do this. The young Angel had expected this, yes, and she had thought of a counter, but she was still basically giving away her baby. She hesitantly held out her hands.

The Warden noticed this hesitation, and made that clear. "Hatsune Miku, is there a problem?"

"O-Oh, no ma'am." Hastune rushed her words, fear written all over her face. "Nothing is wrong, here."

"Really now?" The Warden asked, cocking one of her eyebrows. "Are you sure you aren't breaking one of the rules from the Code of Angels?"

Hatsune shook her head fiercely. "N-No! I am definitely not! I apologize for making it seem like it! Here, take the soul!"

The Warden took the soul and once again quickly surveyed it soundlessly. "Alright. Now get to your post and work on another one." With a single, quick hand signal, The Warden had every other Angel's head turned back onto their own work.

Hatsune sat down, a defeated expression on her face as The Warden took Kaito's soul away. The way she held him was rough and unloving. It made her want to jump up and snatch him back, giving him the love he should be getting. All in due time…She reassured herself All in due time…

While Angels do live to do nothing but work, they are sometimes they are allowed to relax and just live their quaint lives. Hatsune was on break when she decided it was a grand idea to finally steal Kaito back. His perfect soul had been away from her for over twenty hours now. She had been quietly working on a new soul, but she had been doing it absent-mindedly. She did not care for the new soul she was making at all. She wanted her Kaito back, and she was going to do anything to fulfill that wish.

As the other Angels began standing up out of their chairs and filing out of the large room. Hatsune did as they did, acting like she was just as the other Angels were. She had a monotone look and put her hands behind her back as she quietly exited. As most of the Angels headed off to the entrance to eat outside, Hatsune turned and sprinted down the hallway. If she remembered correctly, the delivery department was close to here…

Thankfully, she had been correct. Upon entering, Hatsune's blue eyes widened and she held in a gasp. The delivery room was smaller than the creation room, but it was much more brilliance and grandeur. Line after line of Angels stood, each sorting the rose-shaped souls into a container. Putting on her most powerful face, Hatsune took a deep breath and walked straight to the nearest Angel. He did not respond to Hatsune walking over, so she was forced to start up the talk.

"U-Uh, sir, please help me. I submitted a soul that had a critical defect in it, and I need it back." Hatsune said, trying her best to be strong and confident as she spoke. "So, if you would please, could you please retrieve it for me?"

The male Angel looked at the girl like she was crazy. He had a long purple ponytail and a dapper appearance, like all male Angels are supposed to appear. "You must be new…" He said, his deep voice echoing in the hall. "You should know that it does not matter if a soul is bad, it only matters if it is made. So many humans are having children that we cannot keep up. Quantity over quality, young one…"

Hatsune muttered a curse before continuing. "O-Oh…Well, this soul may accidently ruin the entire world…"

The long-haired Angel did not change his stoic expression. "That does not matter. With the death rates occurring lately, your soul will likely just be killed in a war before doing anything of concern to us or Him."

Well, this was definitely not working out how she wanted. Now it was time to beg. "P-Please, sir, I am begging you! I want, no, need that soul back!"

The male Angel finally showed a small bit of expression on his face. "It is degrading to yourself to beg for me to help you. Get some pride in your system and get out of my sight."

Hatsune gathered herself, tears beginning to form in her eyes. Was she really about to lose the perfect soul she had put so much work into? And for what? So he could go die in a useless war or be killed due to the unhelpfulness of the larger powers. "N-No…This can't be…Please, I will never ask anything of you or any of the other Angels again…"

The male Angel gave Hatsune a long look. It was here she truly realized that this Angel was more than ordinary. Like The Warden back in the creation room, he seemed different than most of the cut-and-paste type Angels that filled the desks. Maybe he was this department's Warden…Strange, he was much nicer than The Warden back in the creative department.

The purple-haired Warden stared at Hatsune before he bit his lip. Few small drops of blood trickled down his chin from the mark on his lip. He raised his hand to his mouth and wiped it off before finally saying something. "…If I get your soul back, will you refrain from asking us anything again?"

Hatsune nodded and nearly shouted with joy. "Y-yes, of course! I will never even you catch sight of me! Please, I get my soul back for me!"

The purple-haired Warden nodded slowly, taking a few steps back away from the young female Angel. "Follow me." He instructed. After the words escaped his mouth he made a hasty retreat back towards the farthest reach of the facility.

Hatsune followed him silently, making sure to not make a sound as she passed by hordes of other Angels. They were all too busy working on sorting their souls into color-coded boxes to notice her. They all were expressionless, just like their Warden was just moments before. Maybe it had to do with them not having to actually create the souls or anything, just box them up…Hatsune thought as she finally made her way over to the purple-haired Angel.

Next to him stood a female Angel with a single long side-ponytail and a bored expression. Without making a sound, she dug through her box of newly-sorted souls. The few seconds she did, Hatsune held her breath. She finally released it when the Angel brought out her beloved Kaito's soul. Holding in a squeal, she took the rose-shaped object without a second to lose. "T-Thank you so very much!" She exclaimed.

The two Angels only gave her a bored look in response. It was the purple-haired Warden who spoke up. "Do not ask us for favors again, got it?"

"Y-Yes sir, I won't!" Hatsune said, giving a smile to them. "I-I'll be off now…Thank you again!"

The young Angel skipped her way out of the delivery room, not even looking back at the two who had just helped her. She didn't know their names nor if they said anything about her as she departed, but that did not concern her. Racing up the steps, holding her precious soul close to her bosom, Hatsune reached the top of the staircase and opened up the door to where all her whimsical Clockwork Dolls were. She passed by them all and made her way to Kaito.

There he stood, lifeless and cold. He seemed like he had just gotten there and was waiting patiently for her to bring his soul to him. Hatsune curtsied to him before getting close to his torso, looking up at him and smiling. He is rather tall…She thought, resting the back of her hand on his porcelain cheek. Especially for one of Asian descent…

Gripping the soul tightly in her hand, she lifted her arms up and watched in fasciation as the rose-shaped soul began floating out her hand and towards its new owner. Landing right over the part of his chest where his heart was, small roots pushed themselves out from the bottom of the rose. The roots dug themselves under Kaito's coat and, from what Hatsune could only speculate, dug deep into his body.

Nothing happened for what Hatsune thought was much too long. The silence around her was eerie and the sound of wind flowing slowly through one of the hollow dolls disturbed her more. The wind was caused by a slightly ajar window, which made the wind hiss as it passed through.

Just as Hatsune was about to, well, freak out over her beloved Kaito refusing to move, she saw through her tear-infested eyes a small movement of his fingers. She rubbed her eyes with her palms and looked back at his hand to see if it was just a mirage her watery eyes had made.

It wasn't.

First it was the tips of his fingers. Then it was his hand. Following that it was his arms, his shoulders, his neck, his head, his legs, and finally, his heart.

With a gasp, Hatsune found herself crying once more. Her Kaito, her first and perfect creation was real and alive. He looked at his creator with a glazed look in his eye. He opened his mouth, as if he wished to speak. Nothing came out, which he showed surprise to.

"Y-You're alive…" Hatsune said, putting her hand one more time up to his cheek. Instead of the cold and dead feeling, all she felt was warmth and liveliness. "Y-You are really, truly alive…"

Kaito tried to speak once more to speak, but once again no words escaped him. "Your vocal cords must still be being created." Hatsune said, giving him a reassuring smile. "Your eyes are different too. I'm sure in a bit they'll become one single color in a second, my dear."

Kaito looked at the young Angel, unware of what to do now. He was new, that he knew, and he had yet to understand anything else. He wanted to talk, he really, really did. He wanted to talk and sing and dance and discover. He-

BAM BAM BAM

Both Angel and human jumped up at the sound of someone banging violently on the door. Kaito looked down ta Hatsune, who looked absolutely terrified. Did that mean he should be? He didn't understand.

Hatsune began speaking rapidly, and she pushed his thin frame towards the window. "P-Please, Kaito, go out and live life!"

What about this Angel who bestowed life onto him? What was to happen to her? Wishing to know, he dug his heels down onto the carpet floor, trying to slow her down. If he could just talk to her…

Hatsune was obviously not okay with this. With another great push, she shoved him as close as she could to the window. More loud knocks on the door followed by yelling insured, and Hatsune reacted by throwing the window open as wide as it would go. "Now," she exclaimed, "Live out your life, my wonderful Kaito!"

He reached out his hand for her's. He was scared. He didn't understand. Try as he might, he couldn't tell her that.

And so, unable to fight back or scream at her to stop, down he descended. Down; out the window, and towards the clouds. Down; away from the Angel who had just gave him the gift of life. Down; to the world of humans. Down; to darkness and pain as he landed.

~Part Two: Ubugoe Hanataba: END~