I am terribly sorry.

Hey guys, Kyasarin here! I haven't touched on this for, what, 6 months?

Close enough, close enough.

So anyways, Keito is not here for the disclaimer so we do not own any characters, just the plot.

Flashback:

Len snapped the book closed right as he read that sentence.

"K-Kaito? In love with me!? I always thought that he was joking! But I guess this means I have a chance…"

Back to Present Day because I say so~

Len tip-toed into the living room and to the spot where the projector rested, even though there wasn't anyone in the house. The blonde was focused in his task as he changed a few settings and clicked "Save".

Rin appeared in front of him with a… well, evilly devious smile. Len decided to cut straight to the point.

"Uhh… Rin… uh… I need help-"

"On Kaito~?" Rin completed his sentence, smirking and wiggling her eyebrows. Len was afraid of what his inner being's true reaction would be, so he quickly decided it was too early.

"No! It's not what you think!" Len said hurriedly, and Rin doubled over in laughter.

"I know, I know…"

"Besides, how did you know what I needed help with?" Len asked after he recovered from his outburst.

"Well, you see, this lovely little projector that Kaito owns is linked to Gumi's own projector, so when Miku and I aren't projected from this projector, we will still exist and get projected from Gumi's, which just so happens to be in her room. Long story short, Miku and I may or may not have been eavesdropping on your conversation, and Gumi may or may not have been passing information to us," Rin rushed out in one breath. How she managed that without stopping for oxygen, Len could never know.

Or maybe it was just because she was practically a hologram. Reality is harsh, we know.

"So, mastermind-behind-everything, do you have a-" Len was cut off abruptly by a horrible screech and flashing lights. Rin was almost amazed at what was in front of her eyes before she realized.

"Oh, god, a gli-"

Cut off by her own screeching, the lights grew brighter, too bright, and suddenly everything went blank. The house lights were dead. The only thing that seemed to have electricity in the house was a strange, low buzzing.

And then as suddenly as the room had gone black, it was filled with light again. Len blinked at the sudden beam of light that came from above him. He wasn't even sure if the buzzing had stopped since it was still going on and on in his mind. He could have just passed everything off as a hallucination of some sort if a horrible static sound hadn't filled his mind.

He didn't even hear Rin shout his name when he doubled over, his hands pressed against his ears in an attempt to stop the uncomfortable noise that seemed to come from within him. He was so distracted that he didn't hear the small voice hidden in the static.

"-en, -suke-"

The voice had attempted to reach him, which was followed by a scream of agony, but he didn't notice it amongst the crackly static.

Just as the static started to fade and Len was regaining his composure, the front door slammed open.

"Hey, Len where- God, w-what? I- what do I do? You, your arm… Gumi! I need to call Gumi!"

Len was only vaguely aware of the warmth and contact before it left, and it left too soon. He spotted Rin's look, which was a mixture of shock and helplessness, and glanced down at his right arm, only to find that it wasn't there.

His right sleeve was flat, as if his entire arm had been amputated or detached at the shoulder socket. But what he found out of the ordinary was the pain.

There wasn't a single ounce of pain at all. It just felt like… well, it didn't feel like anything.

It was as if his arm had never existed, and had never meant to be there. In fact, when he rolled up his sleeve, there were no scars on his skin. There wasn't even any sign of it being patched up, it was more like he had never been designed to even have an arm before.

He wasn't even shocked as his facial features remained blank. He didn't notice the panicked voices in the background, they just mixed together to form a sort of low rumble. He could only make out a soft robotic voice in the back of his mind, the words crisp, a sharp contrast to the voices around him.

"This CV02 model has been severely damaged or an error has occurred. Please report to the main facility for repair." What he didn't notice was that the same words spilled out of his mouth as it opened and closed, as if he was the one saying it.

"Gumi, what's happening?"

"I don't know! I got the MMD and AI software online and made some tweaks, that's all!"

"That's all? You handed me a machine! There hasn't been any announcement about this technology, and you're telling me that that's it?"

"Look, I just need to shut down the projector and do some troubleshooting, as well as go over the coding, and maybe emailing the creator of the MMD and AI model. See, there is a way to fix this-"

Gumi was cut off by a bright green light that flashed in the middle of the room. When it was gone, both humans and holograms alike were stunned, mouths gaping wide open.

It was silent for the moment as the voices disappeared.

And so did Len.

And a cliffhanger from zombooty! I'm not sorry. :)

It was actually my idea, but yeah, you're welcome. Haha, yeah right. :)

Also, this chapter is about 1000 words, per say? Close enough to Chapter 1. Sorry if this is too short for you guys, and sorry for not updating in, like, half a year.

I have achieved my goal by finishing this-

Okay, my turn. GUYS IM SOO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN 6 MONTHS. THIS IS MY MOST POPULAR STORY AND I'M JUST SO SORRY I FEEL SO INADEQUATE-

Please tune down the caps. Anyways, thanks for reading this crappy chappie of Kailen Fanfic #173! (What kind of shit name is that- You couldn't think of anything. And you weren't helping)

Anyways, you might have noticed how this story had taken 180 degrees turn from fluff to… I don't know anymore. Well, it's because your sucky authors here have no fluffy content to write about and I also can't write fluff so yeah. Let's end off this super long Authors' Note.

Bye! Please review (or comment or vote, depends on which platform you guys are on). I feel bad because you all don't. No, she feels bad because we need our fair share criticism so yeah. Bye!