The next day I woke up early. Which was really weird because I usually sleep in until at least 10. Miku was still asleep so I slipped out of my sleeping bag, changed into some fresh clothes, brushed my blonde hair, and went to my music room.

I stopped at the door. It was wooden like the rest of them and had a plaque on the door. This one though, read "Kagamine Rin." I took a deep breath. Even though I wasn't as intimidated, it was the first step to finding my memories. Did I really want to find them? They seem to be locked up for a reason. Did I really want to do this? Yes. Yes. This is what I needed to do. I turned the knob and opened the door.

The room was practically the exact same as Miku's. The instruments were the same, as were the couch and beanbag chair. The only difference was that the room was COMPLETELY PURPLE. I could barley stand it. I mean, I like purple, it's a nice color, but it wasn't my favorite. And there was just SO MUCH of it.

To be honest, I've always liked the color yellow. My favorite color had changed a couple times, but yellow has always been color I've liked. It's been a constant, even if it was never my absolute favorite.

At any-rate, I looked around the purple room. Where would I start? The drums? The guitar? Piano? I went to the piano first. I knew it was Len's favorite. I sat down and put my fingers on the keys. I pressed a random key.

"Doo." Sang the piano. I pressed another.

"Daa." I stared hitting more and more.

"Da da do diiiiiii."

It was sounding awful. After half an hour I started to make some progress. I was able to play simple songs with one hand. After another half hour, I could do two hands at once. After another hour, I was playing more complicated songs. And an hour after that, you would have thought I'd been playing for years. I had no idea I could learn this fast. This was definitely a perk of being a half computer Vocaloid.

I must have played for hours more than that. I was enjoying myself beyond belief. I loved how my fingers danced on the keys, sliding up and down, back and forth, using different rhythms and volumes.

Finally, I decided to take a break. I checked my watch. 2:00pm! I hadn't had breakfast yet and it was already time for lunch! My stomach grumbled loudly. Someone behind me laughed. I jumped and turned around. It was just Len. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me." I said.

"Sorry. I heard music and let myself in. I did knock though, but you didn't answer." Len explained.

"That's alright." I said. I looked around the room.

"Was it always this purple?" I asked.

"Well, no." Len scratched his head sheepishly. "The producers were trying to make you choose a color. Every so often they would change the color of your music room to see if you would make the color your favorite color, therefore you would then be ready to perform and be introduced to society. They also made you wear certain clothes as well. It was sort of a mess." Len said. "The last color they tried before you ran away was purple. Since I had already chosen yellow, they wanted a different color for you. Purple was considered their best idea since on the color wheel it was across from yellow. It was the complete opposite and would show that even though we were twins, we were really different." He explained.

"Oh." Was all I could say. Was my room purple too? I didn't want to ask. I'd rather be surprised about what it looked like.

"So how long have you been playing?" He asked.

"About seven hours? I'm not sure." I replied.

"Seven?! And this is your first time touching the piano right?" Len asked incredulously.

"Yeah." I blushed. Then a thought came to my mind. "But didn't I ever play the instruments before I ran away?" I asked.

"You did, but you lost your memory, so I figured you lost your ability to play." Len explains. "But actually, I think it was just hiding. Usually it takes a Vocaliod about a week to learn an instrument. It only took you hours. Maybe your past skills resurfaced when you retaught yourself." He said.

"That actually makes sense." I said.

"So what are you doing today?" I asked him.

"I'm not sure. I already worked on the new music that's coming out in my next album, so my day's free." He said.

"Maybe we should do something together you know, just the two of us."

Len thought about it for a minute. Uh oh. Maybe he'd say no. Len opened his mouth.

"Ok. What do you want to do?" He asked.

I inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. I really wanted to do something with Len today, and if he had said no, I'd be crushed.

"How about a park?" I said.

Len's eyes lit up. He seemed to be thinking the same thing I was.

"Sure. Do you want to go now? We can eat at the park." He said.

Now? Well, why not?

"Ok. Let me get my shoes."

In the next ten minutes, we were sitting in Len's car going to the park. I was surprised we weren't taking the limo, but I liked this much better. It was some kind of yellow sports car, and I was in utter bliss. The ride was smooth, the seats were soft, and it was all very comfortable. Len was driving and I was riding shotgun. Soon, we made it to the park.

"So what do you want to do first?" He asked.

There were swings, slides, and one of those metal merry go round things. Plus a bunch of grassy space for running and trees for climbing. The swings were what really caught my attention.

"How about the swings?" I asked.

Len's eyes shone. That was what he wanted to do too.

"Ok. Race you!" He took off towards the swings.

"No fair!" I called after him, trying to catch up. Naturally he won. I sat on the swing and Len began to push me. Something about this seemed so familiar. So RIGHT.

"Did we used to come here often? You know, as kids?" I asked.

"Yeah. At least every week." He told me. "We'd do everything. Slides, swings, tag. We basically lived in our own world."

Len stopped pushing me and sat on the swing on my left. He started to pump his legs to go as high as me.

"We used to be such good friends, and now I don't remember any of it." I said softly. I really wish I did. I wanted to have that connection with him again. With all the Voaloids.

"You'll remember. I know you will." Said Len. I was surprised that he heard me. Still, I was glad he did. Because those sentences have me hope. Maybe I will remember.

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-Princessa Mia