Kaito woke up on his couch, not remembering when he'd fallen asleep. Gumi was gone, but Len was staring at him in his familiar angry-glarey way. He was tapping his foot, like he was a living cliché.

"You finally woke up. I thought I would have to throw a pail of ice water at you. Pail included."

Kaito's face cracked open into a smile. He jumped up and practically tackled him. He leaned over and buried his face in the crook of the shorter's neck.

He felt the blond pull a face.

"I'm assuming you're my master. Or some weird RP guy. Anyway, I'm kinda creeped out. I don't even know your name."

The sentence hit like a brick wall to the face. Of course, he thought. Gumi said he'd get his personality back, but not his memories.

His face crumpled up for a second, but he detached himself from the teen and faked a smile.

"Sorry… I, uh, got overexcited."

Kaito didn't know if he should be happy or sad. Happy that Gumi had completed this… project in a freakishly short amount of time, or sad that she did not manage to recover Len's memories. So he simply settled for plain gratefulness.

Len was still staring at him with his pissed-off face, and it took two more seconds than it should've for Kaito to realise why.

"Oh! My name's Kaito Shion, but you can just call me Kaito."

The shorter raised his eyebrows and let out an aggressive puff of air.

"I was really expecting something like "master" or "-sama" or worse, "daddy", so thank you for not asking, or even acknowledging those options."

"But still…" Len sighed, not wanting to do the standard procedures. It was a waste of time, as far as he was concerned. "Kagamine Len, not at your service."

Kaito grinned. It was Len, alright.

The days after that passed rather… uneventfully, according to Len.

Although to Kaito, it's probably one of the happiest days of his life.

Most of his time was spent lazing on the couch with Len while devouring ice-cream at the highest speed possibly known to mankind. Gumi would occasionally come in with her laptop just for the sake of Kaito's high speed internet (simply because hers was laggy due to the over-excessive number of gadgets she own), but other than that, Kaito had some decent quality time with Len and ice cream.

Whenever Kaito was out, though, Len took it as an opportunity to explore the house. That was where he would be stuck in for the rest of his life, after all.

One day, he'd found himself snooping around Kaito's room. For the third time. But this time, he found a small hard cover blue notebook of some sort. Flipping open the pages revealed that it was a diary. A memory or some sort sparked within him, and the weird thing was, Len didn't recall coming across this book at all.

He was torn between respecting the older male's privacy and snooping in the small book.

"Well, it would be nice to know just a bit more about him. I am going to be spending the rest of my life here. Hopefully," he tried reasoning with himself.

Although he knew it was a pathetic excuse in his growing interest in the bluenet.

He was looking through the pages, skimming through them, when a realisation hit him, hard.

19 March 2019

Ummm, I guess this is my first entry… Eheheh, the words look so awkward on the page… I guess I'm bad at talking anywhere. (._.;)

So I guess introductions are in order. I'm Kaito Shion, aged 19, and you don't need to know what I look like. Cause it's not relevant. Anyway, I'm gonna get to the point. The reason I got this diary is… Because Gumi got me a projector. And you can feel what's being projected. And she programmed it to have Len in it. And I may or may not have fallen in love with him… Yeah.

Len was confused. 19 March? He'd only arrived in October. Was there another "Len" before him? Or was his concept of time that warped?

Instead of pondering over these questions, the blond took to skimming through the rest of the diary. There were small tidbits of information here and there, but none of them answered his questions.

They all seemed to be mostly light hearted and awkward until somewhere between mid-September and the time he arrived. After that, the entries were few and far between, only being written once or twice a week instead of the almost daily stream of writing from before. They were also… dull. There was no other word for it.

He pinpointed the first page of this blue period, which was not challenging, considering the drastic change in writing, and read it.

27 Sept 2019

Hi again. I have some bad news…

I don't really know what happened, but I'm going to try to explain everything I know. I came back home and Rin and Len were there. Rin was freaking out and Len was just standing there. His arm was gone. I don't know how, or why, but… Anyway. He was saying some sort of error message that I wasn't paying attention to and I called Gumi over and she didn't know what to do and Len just disappeared. Just like that.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Len's face hardened. He pressed his lips together. There was a firework show going off in his mind, and his brain was almost refusing the thoughts that were creeping in. He flipped through the pages, stopping on the date he'd arrived. 27 October.

27 October 2019

Hi! Gumi fixed a sort of bug and now Len has his personality back. He doesn't have his memories, though, but I guess that it's good that he's back, in a way. I was woken up by him and he threatened to throw a bucket at me. Today has to be the happiest day of my life!

He grumbled under his breath. Nothing much there, but he did mention something about Gumi. He backtracked to the previous one.

26 October 2019

Hello! I have good news and bad news. Good news is Gumi managed to bring Len back. Bad news is Gumi didn't manage to bring Len back.

Okay, so what I mean by that is the AI for him is back up, and she managed to get the projector to work without freaking out, but Len doesn't have his personality or memories or anything. It was weird and kinda scary when I was talking to him. It really felt like talking to a robot.

Gumi's working about the personality thing. She just told me to wait for a while.

Len kept flipping back and forth. One thing was that he didn't understand how getting a bucket thrown at him made Kaito's day the happiest one in his life. The other thing was that some stuff was cleared up for sure. There was, indeed, a previous "Len" before him.

Len knew that he and "Len" should, technically, be the same person. They had the same personality, quirks, looks, and names, after all. Despite that, he couldn't help but feel like a different person from the previous "Len".

He wondered if this was how people with amnesia felt.

What if he changed into a completely different person? What if Len was no longer the same as the previous "Len", simply because of his lack of memory?

Memories can change a person, after all.

Right now, Len felt like he was bound by expectations. Kaito and this "Gumi" person, would obviously want him to be exactly the same as the previous "Len". They were made of the same coding, after all.

He could picture the scenario clearly: If he acted differently to the "Len" Kaito loved, would they be disappointed?

His thoughts were suffocating him, like a thick haze that had suddenly descended on him like a predator.

No, he couldn't bear to imagine Kaito's disappointed face.

Len knew he needed to escape the grip fear had on him. The blond then quickly snapped the book shut and shoved it back where he found it.

He needed time alone to fix his mental state.

Okay. New chapter of G/?TCH done. It's another long one, probably because I rambled and put the full diary entries. What else do I put here… oh. Check out my other stories.

1384 words. I have to admit, it's an accomplishment for a lazy person like me. Also, I had to cringe at the old writing.

I'm sorry. The fluff has disappeared into thin air. It's just feels now.

Kyasarin, Keito, out~

Peace.

~zom