~Len POV~

I'm not quite sure how, but when I opened my eyes, I was in my bed, wrapped in the familiar-smelling sheets. I curled up tightly, reaching my arms for Piko, who wasn't there. I was heartbroken, utterly useless in my condition. I grabbed a spare pillow and hugged it tightly, resting my head on it.
"Len?" Someone said, and I heard the door open. I didn't reply or protest as they sat down on my bed, and gently stroked my loose hair, easily coaxing it out of its ponytail. I curled up tighter into my ball, burying my face into my pillow, willing myself not to cry. Gentle lips pressed against my head, and my eyes widen. "Piko?" I ask desperately, turning to face them. Instead of the pale skin and hair I was expecting, I saw bright green hair and matching eyes, filled with regret. She shakes her head, and smiles sadly. "I'm sorry, Len…"
"What's wrong, Gumi?" I ask. She ran her hand through my hair again. Now I knew it was her, I was slightly uncomfortable with her touching me, and I moved away slightly.
"I came to apologise"
"For?" I moved a little further away.
She stayed silent, simply hanging her head. My eyes widened as I connected the dots.

Piko was hacked, which could only be done by someone who was really smart. Gumi was one of the smartest Vocaloids. Some of Piko's behaviour during his hackings were the normal ditzy-ness of Gumi.

My eyes narrowed at the goggle-donning girl, her innocent-looking face staring back at me. "Len, I'm sorry, I really am…"
"SHUT UP YOU BITCH!" I yelled, throwing myself at her. My fist collided with her jaw, causing her to let out a cry. I hit her again, her crying continuously as I did so, a constant flurry of "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" as fat tears fell down her pale face, which was becoming more bruised by the second. I couldn't stop myself, my fists found their mark every time, and Gumi's cries got louder.

We must have been making a heap of noise, because somehow, a moment later, I found myself being held back by Luka and Kaito. I struggled, trying to reach Gumi, but they were too strong, stronger than my rage. I eventually stopped struggling, and Luka wrapped me into a big hug, her strong-yet-dainty arms holding me tight, "Shh… Len, it's okay, you can stop crying now…"
"I'm… crying?" I asked, my sore, beaten hand reaching up and touching my damp cheeks, brushing away long, silky blonde hair as I did so. "I am…"

For some reason, this only made me cry harder, gripping Luka like a child clings to its mother. She just held me, stroking my hair and telling me everything would be okay.

I could only hope she was right.

~Piko POV~

Reboot code: 8873502
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Program name: PIKO UTATANE
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My brain erupted back into life, and I was sucked into the digital world. Nothing around me was real, only digital. Ones and zeros flew past me, seeming to be everywhere and nowhere at once. I went from robot to human in a matter of seconds, my emotions, memories, senses all coming back to me. I was being reconstructed from the ground up. Names, faces, scents, sounds, music, a lot of music, and one particular scent I couldn't remember quite…

My eyes opened, and standing before me was a man. He smiled, holding out his hand. I grabbed it, remembering.
"What is your name?"
"I am Vocaloid Piko Utatane," I responded emotionlessly.
"Why are you here, Piko?" asked the man. The word 'Master' appeared into my mind. So that's who he was.
"I'm here because you made me, Master," I replied.
"Very good, Piko, but why are you here now? Surely you can remember."
I look back into my mind, that one smell most prominent. Kind of sweet, slightly sour, but overall I found it comforting, and it made a faint smile to appear on my cold lips. Master took this to be a good sign, and he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Let's go get some rest, eh, Piko?"

When I woke up, I was feeling a lot better. I could remember a lot more now. I remember the other Vocaloids, Miku, Luka, Rin, Len, Kiyo-sensei, Meiko-nee, BaKaito, Gakupo… They're my friends, I tell myself. They protect me if I need them.

"Piko?" Asked master, knocking at my door as he entered. I sat up, blinking at him. He continued, "If you're feeling well enough, would you like to go back to the Mansion now? Where the others are?"
"I'm sorry Master," I started, bowing, "I just don't think I'm up for that right now…"
He nodded, "Ah, I see…" before turning and leaving. I was determined to remember enough before I was put back with the others, my friends… but until then, I'd stay with Master.

AN: AHHH I HATE MYSELF FOR DOING THIS TO ALL YOU READERS ;A; I suck, I seriously suck. Feel free to enact any kind of punishment upon me. Especially involving whips ;D

Love and hugs and kisses to you all~

- rockitty99