Afterwards, he didn't speak to me.

It finally gave me time to relax. For about a week, things were great, except for the bothersome shopping trips with Rin and Miku in which they made me try on every fluffy pink blouse and every pair of knee boots with the shortest of all shorts. I liked being a little cute, but this was ridiculous.

I fell back on my never-made bed and groaned, my joints sore from today's all-day shopping trip. It was late, but I wasn't tired at all. The others probably went to bed anyway. Finally, a chance to relax and be alone. I changed into my newly bought sleep wear and went downstairs, maybe to watch a movie or something time consuming like that.

Down the hallway from the living room, I heard muffled moans, and pulsating anger raged through me. Why would I have to be pushed away from my own home because they're keeping a secret.

Luckily, my anger didn't block my rationality. I'd rather sit in my room bored out of my mind than receive more terrorizing from Len.

I decided just to go to sleep and try to forget about it.

My scream was probably heard in every corner and room of the building.

I shot up, my sweat mixed with tears streaming down my cheeks. When had I started to cry? Images flashed through my eyes. Horrible images that froze every joint in my body. I couldn't move; I couldn't think.

More images, videos, and voices filled my eyes and ears and I screamed out again. I reached out in front of me, hoping and pleading someone; something was there to make me feel like I wasn't alone.

The images and voices disappeared, giving way to utter darkness. Screaming in my ears faded to footsteps and the slam of my door as other residents poured in. I wiped my eyes, staring straight into the deep blue eyes of Hatsune Miku. She was trying to say something to me, but other noises seemed to block it out.

I looked up into the eyes of all the Vocaloids; all mumbling to each other and filling my ears with blank noise. I think I murmured something like, "Please, leave me be." They all backed away, but their eyes were on me like I was a freak at the circus. I hate when people stare at me.

I felt my stomach heave and faintly I wondered if my body could even throw up. My question was soon answered, however, when I doubled over and the contents of my dinner were now all over myself and the floor.

Everything went black from there on. In my last moment of consciousness, I felt someone pick me up with strong arms and carry me out.

The walls were gray and the sheets were much more comfortable than my own. I opened my eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the sunlight, then realized I was in Len's bed.

Oh, yeah, I threw up on myself.

I got up and walked the short distance back to my room, using one of Len's many bed sheets to cover myself, as my soiled clothes had been removed, though the strong smell of cleaner emanating from the door made my stomach churn again. Ugh, how inconvenient.

I threw on a baggy shirt and shorts from the top of Len's drawer and trudged out, smiling when I reached the kitchen. All of their eyes bore into me and I struggled to keep the smile. The smell of food was nauseating, but I sat down next to Miku anyway and leaned against her arm.

"Piko-kun..." she began nervously. "Are you feeling alright? Will you tell Miku-chan what happened?" Not like It's really any of your business.

I looked away, playing with the bottom of Len's shirt. "Ah...I just ate something bad. It gave me a bad dream." I looked up at her, hoping she bought it. She seemed satisfied enough and pulled me closer to herself.

Honestly...I was scared. I can't even begin to describe the horrifying things I had seen last night. I didn't know where they came from or what I would do if they came again. Maybe my wifi picked up a signal...but who would send things like that? Things about myself; things about other people. I just don't understand...

Len walked in, eyeing me head to toe and then sitting next to me. I shifted uncomfortably, playing with my fingers on the table.

"Thank you for letting me sleep on your bed," I said to Len, turning to him. "I'm sorry I was such a bother to you all..." I looked around the room with a weak smile and then leaned my head on Len's shoulder. Miku's perfume is so damn strong. Len looked at me for a moment and then leaned backwards in his chair.

"Would you like something easy on your stomach?" Luka asked while preparing her own breakfast. I nodded a little and smiled. "By the way," she looked towards the door room. "Meiko is coming home."

We all heard a scream and a crash as Kaito ran in, his eyes as wide as dinner plates and his hands on each side of the doorway.

"Please...PLEASE tell me I just misheard you," he moaned and fell dramatically to the floor. Luka shook her head, smiling a bit, and then set a piece of toast on a plate in front of me.

"Is it a bad thing?" I asked her with wide, innocent eyes, pulling the burnt crust off one piece of toast.

"Not quite. She is just..."

Kaito screamed, now curled up in fetal position.

"She just likes alcohol very much. Well, she isn't allowed to have it anywhere near her anymore," Luka laughed. "She's actually very nice when she's sober."

Kaito whined and rolled over onto his stomach, covering his eyes with his arms. I finished off the corner of my bread and set it down. I looked up at Len, but his expression was as emotionless as ever.

Later at night, a busty brown haired women arrived and surprisingly to me, Kaito was the first to greet her, a huge smile spread across his face. She smiled too and held him closely, giving him a small peck on the lips.

"I missed you very much, Kaito," she murmured and gave him another short kiss. He smiled and pulled her closer, mumbling something in her ear too quietly for everyone else to hear. My eyes widened slightly. They're in a relationship? I looked over at Len, expecting some sort of emotion, but like before, there was nothing.

The smell in my room still made my stomach churn. Although this is pathetic of me, I felt too afraid to sleep alone. What if that wasn't a coincidence? It was about me, after all...

Besides, Len's bed was far more comfortable than mine or the guest beds.

I walked in, giving him the cutest and most pathetic smile I could manage, and asked if I could sleep in here tonight. He just nodded, barely looking at me, and went back to writing something on a sheet of paper at his desk.

I made myself comfortable in his bed. Like I care if he has to sleep on the floor. I don't like him anyway.

What is his personality? Why can't I tell?

I heard the screaming before the images plagued my vision again. I thrashed around, trying to grab onto something, but resulting in kicking something off the bed. The screaming in my ears intensified and I covered them, the screaming from my lips harmonizing with them. I felt something grab both of my arms and pull me close to it securely. Not knowing what else to do, I clung onto the warm figure, and eventually, like last time, the images went away followed by the screaming.

I felt tears rolling down my cheeks once again. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the digital clock which read 4:30. The figure pulled away and I yelped, refusing to let the source of warmth leave.

I heard murmuring, and when the excess noise left my ears I could tell it was Len's voice. I clutched onto his shirt needingly. What a wimp I was being.

I felt his hand tangle itself into my silver white now-messed-up bob.

"Len-kun..." I whispered softly. My heart was racing and my breath was still ragged. I couldn't seem to get a hold of myself. I heard a sob escape my trembling lips. How embarrassing. Why am I acting like this?

Slowly, he lowered me so I was laying comfortably under the covers. To my surprise, he laid down next to me.

"Tell me what is making you, of all people, act like this."

Ah, so he really could see through my act...

"I..." I paused, not knowing whether to tell him what I saw or not. I didn't trust him. "It was just a bad dream-"

His eyes stared harshly into my own. I quickly buried my head in his chest and sobbed, this time a fake one. "I don't want to speak about it! Please, don't make me..." I felt his body tense up.

"How am I supposed to help you if you don't tell me?" he said, his tone full of annoyance. "Not like your crying is real anyway. This is a joke, isn't it?" he growled, shoving me away from himself.

I forced tears from my eyes and got up. "Speak for yourself!" I screamed and ran out, only managing to get a few feet from the door before my wobbling legs failed me. He didn't come for me, and I fell asleep there.

Every night I received these terrorizing bouts of panic. Len seemed to make an effort not to be anywhere near me until the set list was sent to us and we were forced to practice our duet together, which, like our Magnet rehearsals, was a pain in the ass. Like last time, he refused to look at or even touch me. The song was Two Faced Lovers, which involved fast dance moves and even faster vocals. Not good for my sleep deprived self. I hadn't gotten more than two hours of sleep a night in a few weeks. It would all go the same way. I'd fall asleep and about two hours later, maybe sooner, the fits would wake me up and I'd be too afraid to fall back asleep, watching TV until the others woke up. I didn't tell anyone that I kept getting them either. The solution would be to send me to Master for maintenance. If something major proved to be wrong with me, my system could be wiped. I'd rather just deal with it.

Meiko was a kind woman, despite what people said about her. I listened to her rehearsals sometimes. Her voice was pretty, but it lacked the power and transition Kaito's had. He filled that nicely for her, and they made pretty harmonies. I hadn't heard anything from Len's room since she arrived, which was pleasantly surprising. I needed all the sleep I could get.

It was customary now for Rin and Miku to take me to do something the night before a concert. It really didn't make a difference whether I was nervous or not, but they seemed to think it helped. Honestly, I just hoped I wouldn't pass out on stage. That was my worst case scenario.

We went out to dinner like before and then went to some dramatic romance movie. I took a nap throughout it and woke up almost feeling more tired than I did before. The whole walk home, I leaned against Miku's arm listening to her annoying chattering with Rin. I wanted sleep so much.

My joints froze up that night. I couldn't move a muscle from around 2 A.M. until 6. I couldn't open my eyes or mouth to scream for help. I just hoped this wouldn't happen while I was on stage...

What is wrong with me?

My eyes watered from exhaustion, almost smudging my perfectly done makeup. Every strand of my hair was in place and I was assisted into my heavy uniform, which weighed three times as much as it usually did.

If I relapsed here, Master would see.

I only had one performance before my duet, and it was an easy song to sing with nearly no choreography. My eyesight kept blurring at random times and I had to just focus on keeping my voice steady. As I sat, my heart raced. If I could barely sing that song, how could I sing such an energetic fast paced one?

I blinked and my duet had come already. Slowly, I walked side by side to the stage with Len. The audience, like last time, went wild.

I tried my very hardest to keep up with the choreography and focus on singing at the same time. Len had no problem, of course. This time, he wouldn't look me in the eye, and he would barely touch me when the dance called for it.

Panic arose in my chest as a familiar noise overtook the cheering of the crowd. I couldn't hear myself or Len sing. My vision blurred to the point where I couldn't even see where Len was. Luckily, the song ended right then, and just as I took a step backstage, my vision blackened and I passed out.

Waking up at Crypton was frightening.

The walls were starch white and many computers and panels covered them. I was hooked up to some machine by a plug on the side of my neck. Unfamiliar faces were on computers next to my concrete slab of a bed, and I dully noted that I was naked. I felt strangely refreshed for the first time in weeks.

I turned my head to the side so I was facing them.

"What happened?" I asked with wide, innocent eyes. "Why am I here?"

"Piko," began one of the women on the computers. "Your system had caught a virus. It interfered with the part of your coding that allows you to sleep and eat. We performed a system restore, but we don't know yet if it interfered with your voice or any other part of your system." In other words, there was a very good chance I could be scrapped.

I nodded and looked up at the ceiling. My worst nightmare came true.

A week of extensive testing was conducted, and after all that, they came to the conclusion that I would just have to go home and come back immediately if anything seemed wrong.

I guess they missed me (or rather missed my act), because I came home to a party. They all hugged me, kissed my head and told me how none of them could do anything but worry about their new best friend all week. Touching, I guess.

Len still didn't say a thing to me, of course.

Why is this bothering me so much? Why did I even care?

It was obvious Kaito and Meiko were now in a serious relationship. Wasn't he the one who screamed when she came home? Kaito is far too simple minded to act. In fact, it seemed like he was far too simple minded for Len.

Maybe that's why Len liked him. Because he was so simple minded. Maybe that's why he hated me.

Why am I like this?

"Len-kun, sing a song with me."

He stared at me, his eyes cold and emotionless. "Why?" His voice was just as cold and emotionless.

"Why not?"

We sat facing each other, criss-cross like children, and sang Alice to an imaginary crowd.

I have a serious inability to make long chapters. sjfklsdjsd. At this point It's all over the place but I'm trying to develop some sort of plot OTL I also added Meiko in because...I forgot her before.