OC time! By that I mean it's Nexore time. I'm also introducing some new characters here. You may have heard of them before.
Also, long overdue review response I keep forgetting to do:
Jabber Nut: Thanks. Unknown 70 is Rei, at least so I gathered. :)
...Yup. That's all I have to say.
No, I don't own Vocaloid... Wish I did though.
"Piko. Piko, it's time to get up."
Piko furrowed his eyebrows and rolled over, wrapping himself further into the blankets. He looked like a blanket burrito with white-blue hair. Nexore sighed and shook his brother again. "Dude, I have to go to school. You need to get up."
The boy in bed shook his head and groaned.
"You asked for it," Nexore sighed, walking around the bed. On the other side was the edge of the blankets, and he grabbed it and pulled with both hands. The blanket burrito - and the person trapped inside - were unrolled and dumped on the floor.
Piko gave up and sat cross-legged in the middle of a pile of black and white blankets. "Fine, you win. Why am I up at this crazy hour again?"
Nexore lent a hand for Piko to use to stand up. He took it while the older boy explained, "I'm taking you with me to school today."
"Wait, what?" Piko started, jerking his hand away from Nexore's halfway through standing as his eyes widened. "No! No, no, no!"
"Yes!" Nexore replied, imitating Piko's high pitched and forward voice. He sounded like a prepubescent boy, though he looked older than that. "Yes, yes, yes!"
"I don't sound like that!" Piko retorted. "And I'm not going to school with you. High school is scary. And besides, I'm only fourteen physically. I couldn't go with you."
Nexore sighed. "It's ninth-to-twelfth private school, genius. I could just say you're my homeschooled little brother but our parents were both gone today so you came with me. A classmate of mine has a younger sister who does that sometimes. Now get changed, I grabbed you some normal-people clothes and they're on the dresser. Come downstairs when you're done."
He left the room then, leaving Piko to huff and lightly stomp to the nightstand. A white tee with black sleeves and a teal design, blue jeans and a dark teal jacket. Well, at least he chose the right colors.
"Xaiko!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Find the best Sound Alchemists there are! We need to find Number 10 at all costs! Understood?"
"Of course, sir!"
A woman in her early twenties with black hair and three purple streaks ran/marched out of a room with the words -Uchate Ryuku- on a plaque on the door. She made a sharp turn to the left and found a door with the words -Alchemy: Sound- on the door, which was pure white.
"Xaiko! Heyyy!" She was greeted with that statement as she opened the door. Five boys were sitting on bunks in various positions from sitting to lying down with his feet on the ceiling. The one who called her out was a boy on the bottom bunk on her right wearing an unbuttoned purple coat and purple pants. Five scarves were in a pile on the floor next to him, one for every color the boys wore - yellow, green, pink, purple, and white.
They looked all the exact same with different colors of clothes and hair. The one that said her name had black hair with three purple streaks, just like Xaiko's. Their hair was the same length as well, to the shoulders, but his was tied in a low ponytail. The one in the bunk above his had green hair and a green and white coat, with his feet on the ceiling. Across the room on the bottom was a yellow-haired, yellow-dressed boy reading a book, and a pink-haired one lying down evidently trying to sleep. The last one was resting with half his body off the top bunk, looking at her upside down. He had black hair and black-and-white clothes.
"I'm not here to play around, Taito," Xaiko said in a serious tone. "I need you five to track down Number Ten and bring him back here, Ryuto's orders."
"But Xaiiiiii..." Taito groaned, crossing his arms as well as his legs. "We're busy. We can do it tomorrow or something."
Xaiko threw her hands in the air. "You're just sitting here!"
"Nope," said the boy with yellow-blond hair. His coat had a distinctly different design than everyone else's, with more of the color than white and more swirly than straight lines. His hair was also the neatest. "We're busy listening to sound waves. We are Sound-As, after all."
"It's very hard work, you know, Kikaito's right," agreed the one in pink and purple. "Especially for Kageito and I because we have the fastest rays."
"Mmmhmm," confirmed the young adult in black and white, Kageito.
Xaiko sighed. "I can't refuse or modify orders, especially ones directly from Ryuto. You know th-" she cut her breath off short as she took an intake of air in surprise. Taito, the one who looked quite like her in facial features, stood and appeared behind her in a matter of a few seconds, a motion so quickly done that it was scary.
"Aw, come on, X," Taito sighed, resting his head on her shoulder. She tensed. "We would love to help, we really could, but even Nigaito and I are tired from the day's work. Tell your precious master Ryuto that we'll get on the job first thing tomorrow, Okay?"
The black-haired girl sighed and ducked under Taito's head to leave. "Sure. See you tomorrow."
Bye X!" Chorused all five in unison.
If you looked closer at the door, you could see five names under the plaque scratched into the wood. -Lareta Nigaito- -Lareta Kikaito- -Lareta Taito- -Lareta Kizaito- -Lareta Kageito-
There was one more name, but it was scratched out and half-unreadable. /La-ta -a-t-\.
Please, please tell me what you think about that last section. You have no IDEA how hard it is to write Kaito spinoffs just using Wikipedia personality information. I probably failed. And feel free to guess who the last one might be.
This thing was less than a thousand words. Sorry for the shortness. See ya later.
...I'm too lazy for anything else.
-Kara