Chapter 27

Chiisana Mahou/Little Magic - (Stereophony , Tegami Bachi)

Mikuo walked in front of the Vocaloid's house as he thought of what he would do. He had nothing planned. He gave out a sigh of relief as he was partly afraid of what he was going to be facing, but he was going to do it anyway. "Hello Mikuo-kun!" Rin said as she opened the door. She was super energized as usual. "Hi Rin! I came to visit you guys, it's been a while." He said. "Yeah! Come on in!" Rin said with a friendly smile. Mikuo walked in to find the surprise that the place was a bit more calm than usual. Luka was sitting on the couch along with Kaito, Gumi and Gumo watching calmly. Usually there would be something going on. But it was more calm.

Mikuo walked upstairs to where Len's room was and saw that the door was open.

"Gathering up the words I want to tell you.. casting a little magic.. Will send it to where you are.. you would light up my heart just before I fall asleep.. I continue to think about you.." Len sang in whispers as he looked out the window from his room. He was finally back to his normal as Rin had said about an hour ago.

"Len?" Mikuo asked waiting outside his room. Len turned and smiled. "Hello" He said. Len wasn't very energized as he was before, but not depressed either. He was like a friendly quiet person. "Can I come in?" Mikuo asked. "Yeah! Of course." Len said smiling. Mikuo walked up to him and looked out the window as well. "So how's life treating you?" Mikuo asked. "Life.. it's being a meanie lately. Kind of pushing me down. But I still stand up. And you?" Len said with a gentle smile. "I see.. Well, My life has pushed me into a mission to help those who are important to me. Think I should take the opportunity?" Mikuo said smiling. "Well, of course!" Len laughed a little. "And who are those that are important to you in this case?" Len asked. "Well, I think it involves lots of people, maybe you too." Mikuo said.

Len looked at Mikuo wondering what he meant by that. "Do you know what happened?" Len asked Mikuo. Mikuo sighed. "I know lots of things, some which I sould know and some which I shouldn't. It depends what you mean by that." Mikuo said. Len stayed quiet for a bit. "You know.. about Aoki?" Len asked, with a serious expression. "I don't know where she is. But I sort of know what happened. I was told a side of the story you are probably not completely aware of." Mikuo said. Len looked at Mikuo then toward the window. "Miku?" Len asked. "Yeah." Mikuo said. "What did she tell you?" Len said, looking a bit angry.

"She tells me everyday how stupid she was and even has let the thought of suicide come through her mind. I keep telling her not to, and convince her in any way that is possible. She feels regret, feeling horrible everyday for her existence and wishes she wouldn't of been selfish. She wants to do anything she can, but says there is nothing to do and no way to solve anything. You know what I tell her? None of us would of ever met if it wasn't for her. We'd be miserable." Mikuo said. Len looked down, thinking of those words. "You speak wisely." Len said as he was confused over if he hated her or not. "I know how hard it must be.. and I am not asking for you to forgive her.. but if it wasn't for her, you wouldn't have met Aoki." Mikuo said.

"I know.. It's so hard to let your heart see the reality right away you know. Even if I know that what you say is true, it's hard to let it sink in. I need a little more time. But I'm okay, don't worry." Len said giving a faint smile.

Kaito went into his room, with a strange feeling that there was something he had to do there. What it was? He had yet no clue.

He had yet not realized after all this time that there was what seemed like a tiny bed on top of his desk. On there was what seemed like a miniature Aoki fallen into deep sleep. At first he didn't pay that much attention, then he froze, looking at the Aoki that look perfectly real, even to the smallest details. Just way smaller than he was used to seeing her. He remained in confusion as he tried to figure out what he was seeing. Something in his blood told him this was his sister Aoki whom he was looking at, even if she was much smaller.

He knew he had to do something, but he couldn't quite figure out what he could do. He froxe in thought until he saw her turn. This only made him stress out a bit more. He was sure this was her, and she was alive. He didn't know well the story, but he knew something had happened to Aoki. And she was right in front of his eyes.

A fairy? No.. that's only in stories.. he thought as he opened his laptop and began to type. 'Voogle has anything you can search for.' He thought as he typed the site on the internet. He searched many things, opening tab after tab, then going back to read the search results. If there is a tab limt to internet explorer, he found it.

Finally after so much reading, he found what he was looking for, or at least what seemed was the answer. It was the last page on search results, at the very bottom of the list. It was a autobiography that never really became famous.

And this is a story of a person who was just as any other, but different from the rest. I wans't born as the type of person you are used to. Normal children are expected, seen on screens a couple months before they are born, and ta-da! The big day arrives,when everyone is happy about the child coming to the world. That's lots, if you exclude those with unplanned pregnancies or whatever.

My siblings we're born as usual, which you probably know the process to. I wasn't. I came in a box. Yes, a box. Well, then are you human? You may ask. Human I ceirtainly consider myself, but I was born like a flower, not always expected by humans. If you are a gardener, you may expect the flower to bloom at some point, but you don't consentrate on every flower blooming. Even if they managed to find somehow of how my existence would result, it wouldn't create the same happiness as the rest. But, I guess that is just my opinion. A flower I came from, a strange exotic flower. I would not like to explain the strange process for some are uncomfortable listening to.

I'll be honest, my childhood didn't exist. That's because I wasn't out of the box yet. When my twin sibling was born, I was in the palm of the hand. I traveled in her palm until I was dropped onto the floor. It was until years after when I found myself awake, fully formed just like a teenager. I was just too small to be noticed. I was scared, I did not know anything of anything. Somehow.. I knew my name.

Kaito froze in thought as he realized how Aoki had said the same before. "Somehow.. I know my name. I just don't know where I am from." Aoki had said a while back. Kaito skipped through the story to find the solution, when he suddenly read exactly what he was looking for.

A/N: And.. there goes chapter 27! Good? Bad? Ugly? Review and tell me your opinion! Thank You!

Noticed I wrote 'Voogle' instead of google? Sorry, I couldn't come up with a good enough site to not have any 'Copyright issues'. Anyway, just as everyone else sais, I do not own Vocaloid , Although I would love to.. Anyway, Thanks! Arigato! Gracias!

Heyo! I wrote this.. a year ago and never uploaded. Here it is. And I got another chapter... should I upload it? I forgot a bit.. and I have so many stories now.. should I continue and finish it? It's the fans that keep me writing! Thanks! And sorry if anyone was waiting...