So, taking a break from the normal Vocaloids and on to Akaito and what's up with him. Wasn't he out for revenge last time? I do believe so... so let us take a peek into what he's planning and what he's going to do with practically no energy and no way to get it.

Disclaimer: Yes, I'm putting this again... just in case you haven't already seen it a million times. I DO NOT own the Vocaloid programming/program [though I wish to one day] and Yamaha and Crypton [still not sure... but I do think it's mostly Yamaha... correct?] should get all credit for them. Fan made Vocaloids were not created by me unless I say there was one that I did happen to create, so I am using other people's fanmade Vocaloids and I give them credit. Thank you for making characters for my story. -smiles-

Now, on to the chappy.

He'd been walking for weeks now, his systems low on energy. The only option for him was to do what a normal human would do… sleep; one of the slowest ways to regain energy. Where to rest was the problem since he was out casted and sent out into an almost foreign world as a vagabond. Though he traveled, he made sure to stay close to the home he used to live; where Master resided as well as his newly formed nemesis.

Figuring he would eventually run into the other four out casted members, he wandered around the town limits, but he'd been doing so for so long he began to wonder if they ended up finding new masters to care for them. Sighing, the Vocaloid took a seat against the wall of a nearby building.

He only realized he had wandered into an alley once he sat down and stared at the other wall to another building not so far away. Along the path, there was a large amount of miscellaneous trash that lined the walls. Curiosity made its way into his body as he stood, wobbling a little bit from his lack of energy, and started to take a journey through a part of the world he didn't know.

A sudden clasp of a hand on his shoulder made him stop and freeze, but only for a second before whirling around to see what had gotten hold of him. A man, slightly shorter than him, stood with a halfway outstretched arm. Dressed in red and black leather that complimented his dark brown hair, his appearance was definitely that of a punk. Even so, his face showed kindness as a flash of a smile made its way across.

"Finally found you Akaito." He said, his voice triggering a realization in Akaito… This was one of the four that had been thrown away by Master.

"Meito…" Heaving a heavy sigh of relief, the Vocaloid outcast put a hand to his adrenaline filled head. The new arrival laughed and put his hands on his hips, his cocky attitude showing through vividly.

"Didn't think you could be scared." Meito mocked. In reply, he received a menacing, red glare from Akaito.

"Well it's not like I'm running on full energy, so of course I'd be a little out of it at the moment. When you're worn out, things get to you easier."

"I know, I know. Hey, don't think you're the only one without rest." Akaito looked at him a little less menacingly as Meito crossed his arms.

"Whatever… right now I could care less about anything except for finding the others."

Meito gave him a glance of curiosity. "You're one to say something like that. Why?"

"I have a plan." Before continuing Akaito walked to a clear area of a wall near by and sat down heavily, leaning against it in exhaustion. Meito followed him with his curiosity, though he seemed to have more energy than his comrade.

"You really are exhausted aren't you?" Akaito answered with a nod.

"I didn't dare try to recharge by sleep until I ended up shorting out for a while. It's been a few days since that's happened, so I'm bound to cut out soon." He sighed and let his stare fall to the ground in front of him, his eyes half closed. Meito hesitated for a moment before randomly pushing Akaito over and watched his friend fall to his side, unable to catch himself. With a slight thump, the red Vocaloid landed, laying in an awkward position that resembled that of an 'L'.

Meito's teasing laughter rang through seconds later. "Dude, you need to recharge. Tell me this plan of yours when you're at least half way decent."

"I would but it'll take way too long for me to recover." Came the semi-weak reply, a hint of annoyance tainting Akaito's words. Using the wall and most of his strength, he pushed himself up back into his sitting stance. "You do know how long it takes to recharge using sleep don't you?" He glared at Meito, who had been calmly smiling at him.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. It's better than running on zero hours." Meito stopped smiling and then sighed, looking off to another direction. "Well, since your stubborn about that whole topic, we'd better find a way to get back into that house and take some of Master's technology crap he has to make a regeneration pod… though that'd take forever anyway." Turning back to Akaito with an annoyed glare, he continued. "Why do you have to be so picky anyway?"

"Because, the more sleeping we do the more time we waste when we need that it to plan revenge!" This made Meito's smile disappear immediately into a neutral, yet shocked expression. The alley seemed to get quiet and frail as Akaito's comment registered.

"That's what this is all about?"

"Yes that's what it's about! I've come to figure that Master needs to be punished for doing this to us. It's almost like a human family dumping their kids out on the street; a crime that can't be forgiven. While I've been walking around, I've made sure to stick to the perimeter of Master's home, thinking through plans and I've come up with one. We need to get rid of our successors who created a problem for us. I've planned to uninstall the other versions of us." Slumping over a little bit from the use of seemingly non-existent energy, he closed his eyes and waited for Meito's thoughts on his ideas.

To his dismay, there wasn't a reply. Only a cold silence followed and lingered through the air for what seemed like fifteen minutes. While the silence passed, Akaito suddenly slumped over deeply, showing that he had finally given in to the slow recharging of sleep.

Meito sat and stared off for a while, processing Akaito's ideas. Was getting revenge for upgrading to new and better software necessary? For now, he figured he'd be neutral and possibly accept the plan, but he wanted to get more opinions… those of the other few that were lost. Once they all got together again, he knew things would be discussed more in depth.

Seeing as how he had taken his recharging nap a day before his meeting, Meito stood up and walked off, knowing Akaito would be there for a while. For now, he'd go off and go to the places that he used to roam. In those places, he was guaranteed to meet up with at least one other outcast companion.

Does this mean Meito doesn't want to participate? Maybe he's a good guy in all this... well, we'll just have to wait and see.

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