Today was finally the day. Master was going to evaluate Piko and decide what he was going to do with him. The Vocaloid was back to his depressed self again since the Taito incident. He felt betrayed and crushed. He thought he loved him, and he thought Taito loved him too. But he was just using him. It made him sick to his stomach.
Today's concert was so important, and yet Piko could only think about his broken human heart. He slowly made his way into the limo that was to transport them to the concert arena. Len slid beside him. He looked at his depressed, empty face and tried to smile to cheer him up. "Don't worry Piko-chan, it will be alright." He murmured and wrapped his arm around his shoulders, placing Piko's head against his shoulder. He thought it was strange that his feelings have changed so much since the first day the new Vocaloid arrived. He hardly remembered even hating him. All he knew now was that he cared about Piko, and it was going to stay that way.
He was starting to get used to the idea of Piko staying with them permanently, even if he wasn't really sure about it at first. If it meant he would be able to keep the boy protected, he would be more than happy to accept Piko living with him forever.
After they arrived, Kaito, Meiko, Len, Miku, Piko, and Rin jumped out of the limo and into the back area of the building. It was an hour before show time. Usually the audience started filling up the seats around half an hour before they started. The managers were setting up everything already, such as the lights, speakers, special effects, what have you.
Piko sat down on a stool while everyone got ready, the girls put on ther makeup while the guys got a bit of a touch up. The white haired Vocaloid was in his normal white outfit with black tights and white boots. Just like the one he was made in. All the Vocaloids stayed in uniform while performing.
About 15 minutes later, he was still sitting there, just being quiet. Len walked over with Rin. He was nomming on a banana while Rin was pealing an orange. "Hey Piko-kun. You look sad." The female blonde commented and patted his shoulder, making him squeak and jump up.
"Rin, don't hurt him. Jeez." Len snapped. "I didn't! I hardly touched him!" She shouted back. "S-sorry. . ." Piko interrupted, mumbling. "Are you okay? You shouldn't be nervous. It'll be fine, just take deep breaths and try to calm down." Rin advised. "I know." he sighed quietly and shifted a bit in his seat. Len frowned. He couldn't help it, but he kept thinking about Piko not only being raped by Taito, but almost killed and heartbroken. He didn't deserve it in the least. But at least it seemed the white-haired boy was trying to forget about it, which was good.
But the blonde male couldn't. He was going to get back at Taito. His blood boiled every time his mind went to the purple haired male's face. Something inside him just made him feel possessive and angered. How dare he touch what was his?
Wait, his? Piko wasn't he. He wasn't, yet at the same time he was. Those thoughts were the only thing the blonde couldn't process. What did he want? What was even real anymore? All he knew was he wanted Taito dead.
Len's mind started to wander, and eventually he went into a deep trance over how many ways he could get rid of the ice pick lover. He then noticed that Piko was looking up at him, and Rin was gone. "Are you okay?" he asked softly. Len chuckled and nodded. "Sorry. Just thinking. Are you ready? We're about to go on." Piko jumped up with a "hup" and stood next to Len.
"I'll try my best." he mumbled with a slight smile.
The announcer for the Vocaloid's concert stepped out from behind the curtains and onto the stage. Hundreds of cheers were heard from the crowd as he put the microphone to his lips. "Are you ready everyone!" He shouted excitedly. "We have a very special tour for you this time! We are welcoming a new Vocaloid! But first, give it up for everyone's favorite, Hatsune Miku!" When her name was called, the teal haired Vocaloid ran out onto stage with a huge professional smile, waving to everyone. The fans all clapped and cheered loudly.
The song she sung first was Love is War. After her solo, her and Kaito sung a duet of Cendrillon, which earned a ton of squeals. Len rolled his eyes. He hated fangirls. So much.
When they were done, it was Meiko's turn to sing a cover of Just Be Friends. The two Kagamine's were next with their "Trick and Treat." And then finally, it was Piko's turn.
"And now introducing the new addition to the Vocaloid family! Utatane Piko!" The announcer called out. The white-haired boy felt his human heart pounding in his chest as he walked out. Everyone clapped and a lot of random girls squeaked. "He's so cute!" He smiled nervously and blushed shyly at the fans as he walked up to the mic. His first song was Rolling Girl. The music started playing and he took a deep breath. All those people watching him made him scared, almost too scared to sing. He imagined he was back at home, singing in front of Len in the basement on the practice stage.
He calmed down, and opened his mouth, and let the lyrics flow from his lips. Cheers and claps were heard, almost too loud. Their master, who was sitting in the front row, arms and legs crossed, didn't seem that impressed. Len shivered with goosebumps as he listened to Piko sing. His voice was beautiful, and he really did love it.
When the song was over, Master shook his head a bit. Piko frowned and hung his head. Len growled quietly. How could he not like it? It was great.
Piko had to sing the other songs Master said, and next song was Unhappy Refrain. The way he hit the high notes was perfect. He was able to keep up with the fast pace of the song. But again, Master didn't seem at all pleased. The small Vocaloid started getting nervous. He had a feeling he was about to be scrapped.
Everyone in the stands was loving it though. The next song required a simple little dance, Bad Apple. This was surely going to get him to like him. The song started and he stepped to the beat and sung when the lyrics started.
But again, Master was unimpressed. Piko was starting to believe there was nothing that was going to please him. And the next song was his last chance to prove he was worthy of staying. Toosenbo.
He hadn't practiced that one a lot, but he at least knew the words to it. But at that point, he felt like giving up. There was no way he was going to stay. He sighed as the music began. He closed his eyes and thought back to when he was raped. When Taito led him on. When he broke his heart and betrayed his trust. Tried to murder him. And as he opened his mouth, he let his whole heart take over his emotions. He let all the pain go into the words he sung. He let the music take over his mind and body.
"When I erase the sound of my breathing and wait for you, the night will shut tight the door to my heart, while the things I want to say to you, as well as the things you want to convey to me, all become dissolved into the muddled darkness.
"I'm tired out from pretending to be someone else. For once I want to smile from my heart! Because I don't want you to direct your attention to me, please, just leave me alone.
"I won't let you through. I'm the only one playing hide-and-seek. It's an innocent dream of a spoiled child, 'Please keep your eyes off me. Please let go of me. Smile with your innocent eyes!' Things like 'when we meet again the next time' will only become meaningless cracks on my heart.
"Life by myself in that crevice, while it goes on, has dampened the tense atmosphere. When I erase the sound of my breathing and wait for you, the night will make its escape from my heart! -My words, are at my will to formulate, if there would eventually be any meaning to them.
"'I won't let you through, and as for me I'll play hide-and-seek. It's an innocent fantasy of a spoiled child, but I wish I hadn't done that. I no longer wish to look at myself. Smile with your innocent eyes!'
"I won't let you through. I'm the only one playing hide-and-seek. It's an innocent dream of a spoiled child, Please keep your eyes off me. Please let go of me.
Smile with your innocent eyes! I won't let you through. . ."'
His voice died down at the end, and that was when he realized everyone was on their feet, clapping and shouting. Even Master smiled slightly and clapped. Piko looked down at the ground. His heart felt free and clear. So clear that he felt small droplets of water tricking down his cheeks. Len came rushing out and grasped him tightly.
"Piko. . .! That was beautiful. . ." He yelled out through the clapping and cheers. Even the blonde had tears brimming his eyes. "That was so moving. . I can't even. . ." He hugged him tightly and sighed. "Well done Piko. . .I know Master had to have liked it." He said with confidence.
The white haired Vocaloid thought his life was ruined, and that he had nothing to live for any more. But now, maybe there was something. And that something's name was Len Kagamine. The hot-headed, but sweet, blonde haired Vocaloid shota.