Author's notes: Pfft, why is it that you only notice the little typos the 5th time or so you read your story?
Review, damn it! I'm tired of my Prototype/ Code Geass crossover which I half-assed put together getting more views.
While Al was heading towards the door, he noticed a stack of papers on the desk. They were a combination of lyrics sheets and sheet music. The first page was labeled 'Daughter of Evil'. He picked up the stack and played the tune in his head. "Wohoho, what a creepy tune. This kid's a natural!" He flipped through the lyrics a bit more and translated them in his head. "… if music is a projection of one's feelings…" He flipped to the very last page. "… then this kid is a whole mess of feelings. Wait a second… it looks like this song is completed." He set the stack down carefully rearranged them into the order that they were originally in.
"Hey guys, dinner time!" He heard a voice behind him and flinched and turned around quickly. The voice was Meiko's, and it was coming from an intercom on the wall he hadn't even noticed.
"Jesus Christ, that scared the living… ooh, what is that I smell…" He sneaked out of the room and down the stairs.
Midway down the stairs, Gakupo raced down and stopped right in front of Big-Al. "Did you find out what is wrong with my darling Len?" Big-Al had this slightly creeped out look on his face. "Umm… and Rin, as well…"
"Riiiight…" Al said as he rolled his eyes a bit. "Let me ask you something. Here in Japan, do you Vocaloids get much hate mail and junk like that about being 'soulless androids' or 'heartless machines'?"
Gakupo thought about it for a second. "Hmm… not as much as we did at the start of our career. I can imagine you would be getting more than us, considering you're based in the USA."
"Are you trying to imply something, Gakupo?"
"Um, no, no…" he replied nervously. "I just… um… so why did you ask about the hate mail thing?" He quickly changed the topic back on course.
"Well, these two 'heartless machines' are flooded with confusing emotions. Ah, the joys of being young…"
"I'm not following ya, Al… what do you mean?"
"Well, I fear if I tell you more… you'd take it the wrong way and do something rash. In meantime, just have patience, my dear samurai. Now… what is that delicious smell?" Big-Al took another whiff of the air and started to descend down the stairs again.
"Mmm… smells like Len's Tonkatsu…"
"Tonwhatsu?"
Len looked back and waved to his friends he'd made in Wonderland. They had taught him so much, but at the same time, they taught him nothing at all… but at least it took his mind off of all his troubles.
As he turned around to continue his journey back home, the entire world turned black. He was surrounded by endless darkness, but he was still able to see himself…
"NO, DON'T LEAVE ME! DON'T WAKE UP!!!" A small, pure white figure materialized in front of Len, as if it were a shadow of light in the darkness. It spoke with a small child's voice that echoed in the darkness. "IF YOU LEAVE, NOONE WILL DREAM OF ME AGAIN!"
Rin, startled and terrified, fell backwards and scurried away. "M-maybe all good things are meant to come to an end…"
"I DON'T WANT TO DISAPPEAR LIKE THIS!!! HOW DO I GET PEOPLE TO DREAM OF ME?" Tears of blackness streamed down the shadow's face, and it's sobs echoed thought the dark world.
"I don't know…" Len slowly got up. "But you can't keep me here forever… I'm going to wake up eventually."
They were both silent, the shadow had its head lowered and tears fell down onto the invisible floor. Then it looked up into the dark abyss. "… I CAN TRAP PEOPLE INSIDE OF ME… BY LETTING THEM CREATE THEIR OWN WORLD!!!" A joyful, but malicious grin spread across the dream's face, and the tears magically disappeared.
Before Len could respond to this dream's idea, it started to lift off the non-existent ground and float away into the darkness. The childish voice rang out loudly through the world. "SLEEP WELL… ALICE."
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Len woke up with a jolt, quickly sitting up, and then realized he was finally awake. "Is it me or was that dream especially… long? Was it really just a dream?" He plopped his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep… but he couldn't get the thought of that dream out of his head. His usual dreams were all backwards and not very detailed. They had no rhyme or reason, and nothing linked up. This dream, however, was its own little world. He was really traveling from place to place, not just finding himself in random places at random times. He was really talking to people, not thinking something and having them think back. "Will that dream really…" He got up out of the bed and stretched a little bit, then slowly and sleepily shuffled his way to his desk by the window, where he wrote most of his music. He usually started by making it a poem, and then created a way to put fitting music to the song. In his dream there was this happy little imp who fluttered around playing an accordion, so he knew he had to put that in there…
Len thought out loud to himself. "What would happen if someone had complete control over their dream land… but then had it taken away at their prime?"
Len picked up his stack of papers labeled 'Daughter of Evil' and put them aside. He flipped the switch on his desk lamp, reached into a drawer and grabbed a new stack. He then sat down and started to write.
"The first Alice…."
"I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it huuuurrts~!"
Big-Al always sang when he showered, it was just instinct for him. He spread the soap over the lower part of his body, then washed it off, since the shower head was angled in a way that couldn't get the top of his body. He'd take off the head and wash the rest later.
"And I'm too sexy for Milan, too sexy for Milan, New York and Japaaaan~"
"Damn right you are." He heard a male voice all out from the other side of the shower curtain.
Big-Al froze in the middle of bending over to grab the shampoo. "… Gakupo… what the hell are you doing in here?"
"… Brushing my teeth?"
"Aaand couldn't you have waited just a minute?"
"… Maybe? Just finish your singing and I'll finish brushing my teeth."
Big-Al uncapped the shampoo and squirted some into his hand. "Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars…"
"Let me see what spring is like, on Jupiter and Mars…" Gakupo joined in and sung the next part of the song, which Al was surprised Gakupo knew. 'I'll keep singing it anyway' he thought to himself.
He started to sing, and Gakupo immediately joined in. "In other words, hold my hand… in other words, baby, kiss me…" Big-Al started to lather the shampoo into his hair, making sure to get the white streaks that he was so proud of.
"Fill my heart with song, and let me sing forever more… you are all I long for, all I worship and adore…" Al detached the shower head and switched it to it's highest setting so that it will massage and clean his scalp well. "In other words, please be true~! In other words… I love… you…"
Big-Al started to wash rinse out his air with the shower's water. "…Hey, Gakupo, now would be a good time for you to leave."
"Righto." He heard the bathroom door open and shut, and gave out a sigh.
"Well, that was interesting." He pulled a part of the shower curtains back and reached for a towel to wipe his face off with. He finished wiping off his face and looked towards the bathroom mirror, where Gakupo was picking something up. "W-What the hell, man?"
"Oh, I forgot my cell." He replied as he held up and waved a cell phone. "I'll be going now… Oh, and by the way, it looks like your height isn't the only reason they call you 'Big-Al'." He opened the door, gave Al a wide grin, then left, shutting the door behind him.
Al felt like he was forgetting something himself. Then it hit him: He forgot to cover himself up when he saw Gakupo.
"… Damn it…"
Author's notes: Well, there ya go, a little bit of gayness for you yaoi fans. Soak it up, us dudes aren't into it as much.
I'm trying to set up future chapters… which there won't be any if you DON'T GIVE ME A REVIEW. I swear to God I'm not feeling very loved here. TAT
Gimme some sugar, non-existent fans!