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SO! IS Miku Dead? This chapter may or may not answer that question.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vocaloid and if I had a dollar for every person who wished they did, I'd be more rich than Bill Gates.

"Oh, thank goodness! You're awake!"

I frantically scanned the room for the source of the voice. My gaze then spotted a girl. The girl seemed relieved that I came to, giving me smile that could bright up the darkness. She was wearing a chalk white outfit revealing her slender frame and making her peach skin paler. Her hair was hidden by a very unusual hat. And her eyes...

"I-I know you!" For the first time, I truly heard my voice. Unlike the rich sweet frequency, it sounded rough and surprisingly husky. Her voice also was rough as well, did all humans have rough voices like this?

"Y-you must be uh-mistaken, we have never met before." She slightly statement obviously caught her off guard, now that I look back on it, it really was out of the blue. But no one else in this human world would have eyes that shimmered and gleamed like hers. "He must be having a hallucination or maybe just emotionally shaken" I heard her mutter under her breath.

My suspicions were then confirmed when she let down her hair, perhaps composing herself. Rose pink hair reached down to her waist and almost seemed relieved to hang freely. Strangely, I felt sad that it wasn't that other girl. Wait, I was disappointed? No way! Why would I want to see the girl that I almost killed? Perhaps it's just a natural human instinct, to see if she survived and if she was safe.

"Nurse Luka, could look at the patient at Room 3? She's having a stroke." Another "nurse" urgently asked. Apparently these "nurses" are humans that heal other humans. Hmph, so they aren't reckless as I thought. Despite that they were healers, I could tell that the other nurse die a sickened sneer towards me. So I am a disgrace and "rotting food" to vampires and a freak to humans.

"No problem, I am confident that this one will be fine alone. He just needs rest." Luka replied earnestly with a sly wink at me. Was she perhaps glad to be rid of me as well? And maybe some medication for those hallucinations. I heard her mutter. She obviously thought I was I was driven insane, near-death experience shock. I then realized the oppurtunity Luka gave me; some time alone. Thanks human I half-heartedly thought. I then took the time to sift through memories of my once photographic memory. I looked at the memories of observing humans. A past time that was thrusted towards me whenever I had virtually and literally nothing to do. Unfortunately (or at this time fortunately) it became a frequent past time that took hours. Their life usually comprised of eating, talking, and sleeping in short, their life was nothing but a repeated tedium. At least I could pantomime these mannerisms so I wouldn't arouse suspicion.

Eventually, I couldn't find anymore information; it would just give me a terrible headache. Instead, I made myself comfortable and closed my eyes. Vampires don't sleep, we are creatures of the dark. Only hiding at day, hoping to snatch a meal at night. But something was different this time. When I closed my eyes, my whole body slowly relaxed and I slept. It was a strange feeling, my conscious itself did not function yet I was at peace. Is this also the same feeling as death? Death never bothered me, it was simply impossible unless I was to be hunted down. It seems now, my death was actually possible.

The thought shocked me to the point where I woke up but faked slept incase anyone else came in. I probably fooled all of them who passed by except...

"Oh thank goodness, you're still alive!"

Is there an echo in here? No, it can't be Luka's; this voice was much brighter and higher. Judging by the words, it is no doubt my resuer. Not that I cared, the only human that would rescue me must be blind. I kept on "sleeping", hoping to disuade this stranger. But...some part of me wanted to know. That part of me had a burning curiosity and filled me with insane thoughts. (A/N: It's called being human XD).

It was then I could not take it anymore. I slowly opened my eyes to see someone that I never expected. Turquoise green hair that cascaded down to her waist. Her eyes matched the color of her hair. It was the girl that I nearly killed and left for dead.

"I'm so glad you're awake!" She brightly chirped.

This cannot be happening. Is this another dream? More questions raced through my mind. How did she survive? Why did she save me? Whould she recognize me? Scratch that last one. I doubt that she fully gllimpsed me when I drank her blood. Even if she did, I doubt even more that she would pair the vampire that nearly killed her with the helpless human that she save.

"W-who are y-you?" I stammered. It's best to act scared and confused like any other victim would. But, stammering came so easily as if I realy was scared. What am I scared of? Her? Pfft, no way.

"Me? I'm Hatsune, Hatsune Miku. The one who saved you." She replied. Her voice seemed to sing even when she was just talking. Wasn't she shaken at all from a near-death experience? Miku was too cheerful, too happy, too...

"What happened? Where am I?" I asked frantically. Was I overdoing it?

"I found you sleeping on top of my appartment. My brother thought you were dead but I knew that you were still alive so I brought you to the hospital. You were out for a few days but the doctor told me that you were healing unusually fast. Oh yeah, I told them that I was your sister so I could visit you frequently. Don't tell them that ok?"

I barely caught what she said but decided to go along and ask more questions. After all, the last thing I needed was suspicion.

"When will I get out?"

"Right now, as a matter of fact." A voice interrupted.

It was Luka who just returned with a smile. Hmph, returning so soon and right on cue? Humans can be so, so, so...What was that word?

"You really should thank your sister, you know. She came at every visitor hour, asked about your state and sent flowers." Luka stated curtly. Why would Miku care so much for someone who she just met and rescued? Is this another one of human instincts? I stole a glance towards Miku; she was smiling and a small blush appeared on her cheeks.

Luka then helped me off the bed. As soon as I stepped off the bed, my entire body throbbed and filled with pain. Yet years of experience taught me to hide it all. So, I walked somewhat clumsily out with Miku.

"You know, you talk when you sleep. You said a lot gibberish and screamed in pain a lot. Oh yeah! What's your name?" She then went on.

My name? Reveal my name? Well, it won't really make much of a difference because what else could I do?

"My name is Kaito." I answered cautiously.