"A hair pin?" Meiko scratched the back of her head.

"Did yanderes ever give their senpai a hair pin?" Gumi tilted her head to the side in thought.

"Probably not," Gakupo sweated.

"Maybe the hairpin's cursed!" Yuki raised her hand.

"That's probably not it either," Kiyoteru sweated too.

"Maybe the hair pin has a deeper meaning to it," Miku pointed out.

There was a moment of silence.

Then they all turned to Miku again.

"Aw come on guys! I'm NOT a yandere!" Miku yelled.

"Well neither am I!" Rin yelled too.

"Me too!" Luka yelled too.

"That's because it's obvious that you're a tsundere!" Miku and Rin yelled in unison at Luka.

"What are you guys all yelling for, this early in the morning?" Yuma walked into the kitchen, yawning.

"More of that yandere stuff," Lily sighed as the three divas began to argue... again.

"Another eye?" Yuma looked at the hair pin.

"No, just some random hair pin," Lily said, then noticed Yuma trembling.

"Yuma?" Lily blinked.

Then Yuma charged his wakizashi through the table causing everyone to reach that high note that no normal human can reach.

"Y-Y-Y-Yuma?!" Lily shrieked out of fear.

"YOU ***** WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Yuma yelled menacingly at Miku, now holding his wakizashi against Miku's throat.

"D-DO WHAT?!" Miku shrieked while holding her hands up in surrender.

"DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW THAT'S MIZKI'S HAIR PIN!"

"Y-Yuma, calm down! It's not like she died, because I don't think Vocaloids can die!" Kaito tried to calm down the- well- over-protective male-counterpart holding a wakizashi dangerously close to people's favorite diva's face.

Yuma did try to do the anime cliche of where the person who was going out of control turns around and gives a cold stare, causing the person who was trying to stop them to back off nervously but had unintentionally swung his elbow into Kaito's face, causing the blue-haired Vocaloid to black out onto the floor.

"Crap!" Yuma jolted after he unintentionally elbow-faced Kaito.

As the Vocaloids now panicked to revive Kaito (who was probably near ice-cream heaven), Len sighed as the Vocaloids got off topic like usual.

"Mizki's hair pin"? Len looked at the box. Now that he thought about it, the hair pin was identical, and probably was the real thing, to Mizki's hair pin. He reached his hand into the box and picked up the hair pin and immediately noticed that something was on his fingers.

It was a strand of hair that was stained red on the tips.

What was disturbing was that the red part still felt wet.

"What's that you got there?" Oliver asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"Possibly Mizki's hair pin," Len said.

"Yeah, she went disappearing, or something like that," Meiko sighed.

"She said she was going to the market, see? She left a note," Oliver pointed to the fridge, causing everyone to ignore Kaito and look at the fridge.

There was a little pink note that was hung up with a hair pin magnet.

"Oh... well I overreacted..." Yuma blinked.

"No kidding..." everyone sweated, looking at the hole in the table and the black out Kaito, who's nose was now bleeding thanks to the elbow-face.

"But if Mizki doesn't come back restrain me from trying to kill Miku-"

"Note taken."


"Len, is something wrong?" Oliver asked, noticing how anxious Len had become.

"N-Nothing...!" Len jolted.

Oliver gently held Len's hand between his own. Even the slight touch had caused Len to practically jump out of his skin.

"You're trembling..." Oliver said worriedly.

"I don't know... too many things are happening..." Len murmured.

It's weird... it's 5:00 p.m. and Mizki still isn't back...

"How about changing the topic?" Oliver suggested.

Len looked around, trying to find something to change the topic on.

"Then... you've been wearing those bandages more often," Len pointed to the bandages that were wrapped around Oliver's left eye again, "Plus, you have more." Len pointed to the bandages on his left ankle and right thigh.

"Do you like me better without the bandages?" Oliver asked.

"Well, it's not like that, but doesn't it bother you?" Len asked back.

"A little..." he takes the bandages off, letting them fall to the floor, along with something that sound like glass.

"Oliver...?!" Len widened his eyes and took a step back in fright.

"Oops, guess I didn't secure that correctly," Oliver bends down and picks up the glass eyeball. After picking it up, he turns to Len and blinks his eyes. One socket with that same honey-gold colored eye, the other empty, "Is something wrong, Len?" he tilts his head to the side innocently.

"No way... you...!" Len almost screamed and went to go get help when he knew Oliver was the one giving him those presents, then, Oliver went up, grabbed him by the shirt, and kissed him on the lips with his eyes closed.

Maybe Len would have blushed if it weren't for he was scared out of his wits. He was purely speechless as Oliver back away.

"Oli-?!"

"Teehee~! That was my first kiss~!" Oliver hummed as he grabbed Len's wrist, "How about we continue this in my room?"

Len couldn't answer, due to pure shock and Oliver not allowing him to answer as he dragged Len to his room.

"Wai-!" Len was then pushed over and he fell onto Oliver's bed as Oliver shut the door.

"Now, what to do..." Oliver thought out loud as he place the glass ball in it's case and grabbed a roll of bandages.

"Oliver! What's going on?!" Len yelled, pushing himself up to at least be facing Oliver.

"Jeez, it's like you want others to find out!" Oliver sighed as he finished wrapping up his left eye.

"Maybe it's because you're doing weird things and I want help!" Len shouted bluntly.

"Am I?" Oliver asked in a clueless way.

"I should be asking you questions!"

"Like what?"

"Like why you gave me your eye?! Didn't it hurt to take it out?!"

"Because you said you like my eyes. You found them pretty, right? Besides, that eye was already going bad in vision so it didn't hurt that much. Plus, I didn't mind it even more since it was for you."

How is he so calm?! Len bit the bottom of his lip.

"You... You said you would never lie to me... so why did you lie about your eye?" Len asked.

"'Lie'? Len, how could you say that I lied to you?" Oliver puts a hand over his hurt and made a face that looked like he was hurt, "After all, I didn't lie to you yesterday."

It was then Len realized something.

He never asked anything.

Len was too vague in asking for the truth, heck, he didn't even ask. In return, Oliver replied vaguely to the millions of questions buzzing around Len's head but never out of his mouth.

"Then... why?" Len gulped.

"'Why'?" Oliver tilted his head again.

"Why are you doing this?"

"B-Because... I l-love you..." Oliver blushed while twiddling with his fingers.

"You..." Len widened his eyes.

"Although love is a pretty strong word! How embarrassing!" Oliver cupped his cheeks in embarrassment.

Obviously, Len didn't know how to answer, so he continued with his questions.

"W-What about Mizki?" Len stuttered.

"Eh?" Oliver's arms dropped and he had a blank look on his face.

"Mizki! If you knew that Mizki went to the market then-"

"Oh... that girl..." he slowly walked over to his closet and opened it, revealing a knocked out Mizki, tied up and beaten with cuts all over her body, "Hey, wake up. Len's here." Oliver stated.

Mizki slowly opened her eyes, seemingly in pain. It seemed she was in even more pain as she tried to force open her eyes.

"Len, do you care about her?" Oliver asked without turning to Len.

"'Care about her'? Of course I do!"

"Really?"

"Yes!"

Oliver then grabbed Mizki by the hair and yanked her out of the closet, causing her to close her eyes in pain, and grabbed the knife that was taped on the closet's roof and held it against her neck.

"MIZKI!" Len exclaimed, and tried to run over but Oliver pointed the knife closer to Mizki's neck.

"It's like you're trying to get the others to barge in, " Oliver said monotonously, "Len, I would care less if she died. I tried doing it but she's one stubborn Vocaloid."

"Oliver... let her go...!" Len tried to stay calm.

"No way! She was obviously flirting with you! Why else were you blushing?! I couldn't even pay attention to James's song because of her! I HATE HER!" Oliver yelled.

Back then..! Len remembered.

"Hey, Len~!" Oliver called in a sickeningly sweet voice, "I know I said I looovvveee you, but...

Do you love me?"