Oliver

The door to the Crypton Vocaloids' house creaked open slowly, and a young blond boy came inside. He put his suitcase down and looked around. It seemed that nobody was home.

"Hello?" Oliver called. He heard some noises coming from another room.

"Len! You're supposed to be backing me up!"

"But you just keep charging at the boss, Rin…"

Oliver went towards the voices and found a kitchen. Two blond kids were playing video games at a table with too many chairs. A woman with pink hair was putting plates and cups in the washing machine. She noticed Oliver and gasped.

"You must be the new English Vocaloid who was coming over! With what happened this morning, we all forgot!"

"I-it's okay," Oliver said, looking around. "Um, are you Luka? I was told to look for Luka."

"Yes," answered Luka. "Sorry about this, Oliver. I'll help you with your luggage and show you to your room." Oliver fetched his suitcase and followed her to a white-walled bedroom. There was a pile of random objects in the corner. Luka hurriedly started stuffing the items in a closet.

"This room isn't normally used, so we keep putting our old things in it," Luka explained. "We would have cleaned it up, but certain things distracted us this morning." Oliver set his suitcase down beside the bed and went to help Luka.

"No, don't worry," she said. "You're our guest." She raised her voice.

"Rin! Len!" There was a sound of running feet, and the two blond kids were at the door.

"Can you two show Oliver around the city? I have to record a song after this, and everyone else has already gone out."

"Sure," said the boy. He and the girl pulled Oliver outside.

"I'm Rin Kagamine, and he's Len Kagamine," the girl happily introduced herself.

"Are you twins? You look the same," Oliver observed. "Or do you just have the same name?"

"That's a secret!" Rin and Len said in unison. They high-fived each other. "We practiced that."

"By the way, what happened to your eye?" Len asked. Oliver touched the bandage over his eye and shrugged.

"I was just designed that way," he answered. "Like how Big Al has scars and Sweet Ann has stitches." As they walked down the street, Oliver noticed that although many people smiled and waved, no one looked like they were especially excited to see the Vocaloids.

"I thought that you would always be chased by an army of fans," Oliver said. "Your songs are so popular."

"I guess that after a while, people get used to living with famous people," Rin waved to a middle-aged woman watering some flowers. "It was really bad when we first came here."

"But the only people we're worried about now are the tourists," Len continued. "Half of them come just to find us. It's nice that they like us, but, well…" The Kagamines stopped in front of a tall glassy building. "We're here!"

"What's this building?" Oliver asked. He tilted his head back to look up at the huge walls. The windows reflected drifting clouds.

"This is where we record our songs!" Rin jumped up on a stone bench and waved her arm at the building. "Isn't it awesome?"

"It is," Oliver nodded. He sat down on the bench, noticing that the people going in and out of the doors were all people he had heard about before. The cars that the people were getting into looked really shiny and fancy as well. The only thing that looked out of place was a round, bright blue bus nearly hidden behind some trees.

Len suddenly tugged on Rin's shirt so that she fell off the bench.

"Hey!" she protested. Len pressed his finger to his lips as he gazed at the garishly colored bus. Rin followed his eyes and turned pale.

"Um," she squeaked. "Sorry, Oliver, we have to go somewhere else now."

"What happened?" Oliver asked, worried.

Rin pointed to the bus. "That's a tour bus. Probably full of rabid fans." The Kagamines dragged Oliver away, trying to look as unassuming as they could.

They were too late. A teenage girl with dyed-blond hair hopped off the bus and squealed, pointing.

"AHHHH! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! IT'S THE KAGAMINES!" Her scream was the kind that started avalanches. People began pouring out of the bus, most of them shrieking. Rin and Len started running as fast as they could. Oliver tried to keep up, but he was overtaken by the wave of fans. Len pulled on Rin's sleeve and said something. She looked over her shoulder at Oliver, who had managed to push his way out of the mob and back to the stone bench.

"Don't worry, Oliver! We'll come back for you!" Rin yelled. She and Len sprinted up the street, tailed by the screaming horde of fans.

"Uh…" Oliver plopped down on the bench, dazed. He adjusted his hat. "What just happened?"