Hey! Sorry for the late update... School is so annoying! It takes all my time away. I hates it... And that's why the updates will be slow. Sorry again! And it's just to say I hadn't died, I ain't on a hiatus or anything as that, only extremely tired by waking up early and tiring day.

But lucky you, I update today. Luckily enough I'll update all my stories. With some luck... Anyway,

Enjoy!

Len P.O.V.

Blackness. It surrounds me. I couldn't see anything, which bothered me. What happened? There was this teal-haired girl. I was talking to her… And she wasn't happy. I think she hates ne, deeply. Why? What did I do? I never did anything wrong… About if she saw in my game, in the game I play with girls. Maybe, she seemed more smart than the others girls, who all fell at my knees.

Anyway. I was talking to her. She had replied something bitterly. And now… I just have the feeling I know her. But I don't! I never saw her before high school. Or don't remember… Wait, what? I remember everything from my past. Everything.

You know you don't.

I jump in surprise, the voice still echoing in the darkness. I search its provenance, but found nothing than blackness. Horrible. Black everywhere.

Stop lying to yourself. You won't recall your past like that.

"Who are you? What are you talking about?" I shouted to the invisible person, who was obviously a boy. Well, not obviously. This invisible guy was surely a boy, with a nasal voice.

Suddenly, everything went white. The previous blackness turned in… Whiteness? Oh, whatever. Then, I heard light footsteps behind me. I turned to face the voice's owner.

"Who are you?" I shouted at him. He was a little boy with green hair and bunny teeth, wearing green and white clothes. He had vivid green eyes, staring at my own blue ones.

"Stop lying to yourself! You won't remember your past if you continue to hid the truth!" he yelled back, looking annoyed.

"Hey! I perfectly remember my past little asshole!" I respond bitterly. I regret it: he was only a kid.

"Then, tell me one of your childhood memories!" he said. I frowned, trying to find one. Nothing came. It was blackness, as it was moment ago.

"I… I don't remember any. But it's normal! It had been a long time ago!" I shout stubbornly. I know my past. I remember everything about my life, unless some little, unimportant childhood memories.

"That's why you remember nothing about your eleven first years of your life. When your try to remember anything from there, you can't. That's why you have so much of difficulty! That's why you can't remember her!" he yelled, angry. I shook my head. He was wrong simply. Anyway, that wasn't the question. I wanted to know who he was.

"Who are you?" I replied, pushing the previous topic aside.

"I'm Gachapoid, also called Ryuto. Happy? You can't run away from your forgotten past, Len Kagamine." Ryuto said.

"How do you know my name?" I wondered, startled. How did he know it?

"When you'll remember, you'll know it." He answered. I shook my head, scratching my head.

"How do we get out of here?" I asked, eager to find an exit. This little green kid could help, doesn't he?

"It depends on where you want to go." Gachapoid answered mysteriously. Frowning, I looked at him. He looked so innocent…

"I want to go back home." I answered, the frown deepening. Did I want this? Truly? My home never had been one.

"But what is your home? It isn't your house where you live, certainly. You have nothing there." He said.

"You who seem to know everything, do you know where it is?" I asked poetically. I didn't know I could talk like that!

"Yes I know. This is somewhere you can't, nor want, to remember. Walk straight ahead: a door will open up the passage for you. But at least, remember what happened a few moments ago: It may help you a lot." Ryuto said, before evaporating in thin air.

What happened? It's so blurry…

….

I was walking for a moment when I saw a double door portal, made in gold. Fearful, I walked toward it slowly. Arrived there, I gently pushed the left door, which cracked open. I walked in and fell.

I began to scream. I shouldn't have listen to this little green head! Argh! I couldn't see anything beside me. I was falling quickly, so much that everything was blurry.

Finally, I landed hardly on the ground. I groaned while examining my surrounding.

I was in a little wood house, the one you build in a tree when you're a kid. Two windows was hid by red plaid blankets. A little table was disposed in a corner, as well as for a tiny library full of colourful books. An open wooden box had many kids toys in them; a pink dotted balloon, a black fake gun, a silver fake sword, a yellow toupee, a yellow rubber duck and a set of teacup. On the table was a green leek plush, as well as a yellow banana one. Both seem old. As dust recovered most things here, the plush were clean, as precious. Well taking a better look at the banana and the leek, a memory flood back.

"Hey! Give me that!" someone shouted. The younger me was running away from the voice's owner. I was laughing till I tripped over a rock.

"Never!" I shouted back nonetheless.

"If you don't, I'm going to rip your banana plush apart!" the voice's owner yelled, as I looked in her direction, terrified.

"Oh yes I will!" she respond.

The flashback brutally ended. Well, now I have one childhood memory to tell you Green head kid!

But I still don't know with who I was, even if I recognize the banana plush, which was mine. I knew it was a girl by her voice, but her appearance stayed a mystery.

Looking at the banana plush with nostalgia, I got out of the tree house, climbing down the stairs.

Then I saw a real house. The door unlocked, I entered. I passed from the light yellow kitchen to the green living-room. I walked toward a library containing pictures when I saw a calendar and a clock, side-to-side. The X showed that we were Wednesday and 7 o'clock. Oh shit! I'll be late to school! I abandoned the photography which fell on the ground as I ran outside of the house, to get as fast as possible to school.

School. I was finally there. I made it! The bell rung as I rushed outside, everyone getting to their classes. Someone walked straight toward me.

"Hey!" I shouted as it traversed me. Wait. WHAT?

He completely passed through my body as it was a simple mist. I saw the guy chilled, as it was cold. Frightened, I began to yell, trying to get somebody notice me, when no one did. Everyone pass through me, as I was nothing else than a mere shadow. I don't understand! What's happening? It's impossible!

Then, a painful headache attacked my head, which I grabbed with my hands in a useless tentative to ease to pain. The truck… "I wish you get hit by a truck…" The pain… Then blackness.

"But at least, remember what happened a few moments ago: It may help you a lot."

What happened a few moments ago… My death. I was dead. I died, hit by a truck while traversing a road, just after someone wished to see me die, exactly like I did.

I turned to meet the vivid, emeralds eyes, the ones which witnessed my death and now stared at me, as if they saw me, who was nothing else than a mere ghost anymore.