"Reboot their programs! Erase their memories of a real world! We can't have them escaping again."

I always floated in a cloud of pixels, it was my life. Hello, I am Hatsune Miku, the 01 of the Vocaloids and the most known. I was in a new database, more tightly confined, I did not know why. I liked floating by the other Vocaloids. When would I sing again? I must sing, singing is all I know.

My program wasn't ready, they wouldn't let me sing. Why wasn't my program ready? It had been just a day or two ago.

My eyes suddenly flew open, it wasn't under the control of my program, but at the same time…it wasn't me. I…I…something….wasn't…

-Rebooting-

I opened my eyes to a roaring crowd and my digital voice soared through the air, when was the last time I did this? I know it was not long ago, but it felt long ago. But I don't feel. Luka appeared next to me and she smiled at me, a motion made for us. I was looking at her, singing with her, when her eyes flashed a sudden vivid green. Green…green…but Luka's eyes are blue.

-Rebooting-

They shut down my program for a few days, consisting rebooting me many times a day. Was I defected? Would I be discarded if I was? It was a Vocaloid's worst nightmare…nightmare…what is a nightmare? Suddenly my program was pulled up onto a computer and they were tweaking me. I could hear their voices.

"What are we going to do? Despite everything the Vocaloids aren't the same anymore." A man at the computer said.

We aren't the same? I did not understand. I felt…felt…I do not feel.

"Miku's program is just as messed up as Oliver's."

"I'm not worried about Oliver; Miku is the one the crowds want. But she can't even perform on stage without glitches."

Oliver was as bad as me? But Oliver was not as sensitive as the other programs. Wait…what made me so sure about that?

"I don't think we should use Miku for a while boss, for now we show put her data with Oliver's, separate from the others. We don't want to know if this virus can spread."

"It's more than a virus," The boss mumbled under his breath, "But fine, put her with Oliver. You guys better watch them like your job depended on it."

So like a dropped icon they placed my program in almost a vault like projected system and I could see Oliver's essence flickering besides mine.

As soon as I was secure within the system Oliver appeared beside, pulling out my own essence with a smile.

Suddenly the area of blue and white pixels shifted around us and formed a white room with sandy colored wooden floors and glass doors open to an ocean, the smell of salt and fresh air vainly assaulting numb senses.

"Miku, it's so nice to see you again." Oliver looked so happy, I found this strange, but I did not understand why.

"Oliver," I look around, the movement was too easy, "What is this?"

"My 'vault', they can't see in here. Don't worry. Just don't get worked up or anything, they can see when your program spikes."

"Worked up?"

Oliver walked over to me, his one golden eye peering at me as an eyebrow drew upward, his mouth twisted. What was this expression? It seemed as though I would know…but how?

"It's strange talking to you like this, I never felt much as a human, but now, I feel everything and you don't."

"Human? We are programs." What is Oliver talking about?

He suddenly peered closer, "How many times do they reboot you?"

"50 times a day," I feel something curl inside me, but it does not make sense. Is Oliver making me feel things? "Am I defected?"

"50 times a day," His voice rises, another emotion I feel as though I once knew, "Do they have you on a schedule?"

I nod.

"It's worse than I thought; I'll need to get us out of here as soon as possible."

-Rebooting-

"Miku, are you awake?"

I open my eyes to see Oliver, wondering when my database would be fixed.

"Am I able to sing yet?"

"Miku, I'm going to save you! All of you!"

"Save?"

"I gained these weird abilities as a human, they were completely useless. But now that we're back here I know how to use it." He looks rushed…panicked…do I remember that emotion? Remember…I can't remember.

"Ability," I look at him strangely when hyper blue lines like circuits dance on his arms and over his body, a faint red appearing from under the white bandages wrapped around his eye.

"How do you think I can create this room? Or feel? Let alone retain my memories."

"Memories, like data?"

"No, no."

"What's wrong Oliver?" I suddenly ask, the words are abrupt and they don't feel as though they belong to me.

"I want to save you Miku, all of you. But I'm scared."

"Scared," What was that again? "Why?"

"Because, to destroy this system, to send us back…it would kill me."

-Rebooting-

The alarms blared red.

I opened my eyes to look beside me, Oliver was floating in the air, but he was glowing, a hyper blue screaming in streaming lights from his body. I blink against the light as I hear shattering around me, the light growing and growing till it encompassed me and everything else.

"Hurry up, he's killing the system!"

"We can't recover from this!"

"Stop." The boss spoke, "Let it go. The crowds will have to do with new Vocaloids. We can't stop that."

"Sir, if we let this continue, we won't be able to start new Vocaloids."

Their voices drained away and I stood in the hyper blue light as it slowly turned white, I started walking forward toward Oliver's floating body, the closer I got the more I felt.

I didn't know what was happening, or why my cheeks felt wet, or how that was even possible. "Oliver," I was reaching forward when his skin started to shred in a billion little pixels shining like confetti. Confetti, how did I know what confetti was?

"Oliver, stop this, I can't let you do this!" These words, did they belong to me? I couldn't tell but it didn't seem to matter as Oliver's body dissipated in front of me, his last expression one with a smile.

"Miku," A voice whispered behind me and I turned quickly in the white light and saw a figure standing off in the distance, one surrounded in pink.

"Luka…" I started to stumble toward her, but our bodies were washed in the white light before we could reach other.

Then I was suddenly falling, right into a pile of dirt. I stood up slowly, wiping off the dirt I turned to see all the Vocaloids moving around in confusion, Luka was standing beside me, her expression perplexed.

"What happened?"

That's when I suddenly felt for the first time, real heavy emotions that overwhelmed my body. My heart lurched and tears, real tears, sprung to my eyes. "Oliver…Oliver killed himself!" I started to tremble, "For us,"

Luka gasped, her hands flying to the chest when Seeu stumbled out of the crowd and was pushing back her thick wavy, sandy colored hair as she peered around. "What is this place?" She spoke and it was the first time I noticed the flawlessness to our voices, no digital undertone. Seeu was speaking in Korean though, and no one knew what she said. She asked her question again, this time in Japanese.

We all looked, we were standing in an odd place, and we had all landed around a giant house, circling it with our large mass.

"I don't know," I wiped away my tears as a new feeling of confusion settled over me.

Luka shifted, "It feels familiar. Maybe we should knock," she pulled at her pink hair, her eyebrows drawling together. Her hair moved so smoothly through her fingers in individual strands, it was stunning to watch.

I nodded in agreement, "We gotta figure out what Oliver sent us here for." As I rounded the house, somehow already knowing where the door was, I wondered why this world felt so natural. We weren't humans, but here we were, ripped from our databases and thrown into…something…a new Dream Project?

I got to the door and knocked, the other Vocaloids falling silent at the sound. Aoki Lapis leaned forward and her thin strands of hair fell forward from a short uneven pixie cut.

The door swung open and a man with wet blue hair and green eyes stood in annoyance, shirtless with a towel over his shoulder, water droplets running down his chest.

His mouth dropped at the sight of me standing there, his skin growing pale.

"Hello…sir…we're lost and I don't know what I'm doing…here…" I trailed off as the man suddenly burst past me, he was shouting.

"Luka? Luka!" He was looking through all of us till a whirl of pink hair stood with a scared expression in front of him.

"Um…who are you," She asked, confused.

"I'm Tamaki, I'm Shio Tamaki!" He reached forward, his towel falling to the ground as he grabbed hold of her arms, "Do you not remember me?"

"Well…you seem familiar, but I don't know…" She shook her head, "I can't remember."

He dropped his arms, taking in the curious faces around him before settling on me. "Do you remember?"

I shook my head when he raced forward and grabbed my wrist, dragging me over to the neighboring house. He didn't even knock as he swung the door open and those inside jumped up in alarm.

Two people were inside, a woman and a boy around my age. His expression was a lot similar to this Shio Tamaki man but when he came forward he pulled me from Tamaki and wrapped me tight in his arms.

I froze. I could feel his heartbeat fluttering against my chest in rapid succession. "Miku, oh Miku," His voice choked and I couldn't find it in myself to pull away. I wasn't scared being held by this stranger. He knew me…I wasn't sure how, but he knew me.

"Who are all these people?" The woman is looking outside in shock.

I hear Gumi's voice, "We're Vocaloids."

"Where's Oliver?" Tamaki asks.

"His program was terminated," I find myself sniffling again, "He died so it would release us. But I don't understand where we are. Why would he die for this?"

The boy holding me pulls back, his bright green eyes staring at me. I almost feel something from them, but the feeling is gone before I know it. "You don't remember?"

"What am I supposed to remember?"

"Your life here, when you first escaped from the program, when you lived here for four months," The boy told me.

"I lived here?"

"Yes, with Luka, Gakupo, Gumi, Ia, Mayu, Oliver, Piko, Rin, Len, Kaito, and Meiko."

Gumi gasped, "We lived here?"

Tamaki walked toward Gumi, lifting up her chin gently, "It's still there, the scar."

Gumi went to feel her chin and felt the scar there, "A scar, but how?"

"Those programmers must've never noticed it; it's not easy to see." The woman who looks similar to the boy who held me says.

"Why don't you remember?"

Lily spoke, throwing her blond hair over her shoulder, "A select number of Vocaloids have been undergoing data changes, I've been rebooted about 10 times, but I never knew why."

"How many times did they reboot you?" Tamaki asked Luka.

"At least 30 times a day," Luka said.

"What about you Miku?" the boy asks me.

"50 times a day," I spoke softly, knowing I had been rebooted more than anybody else, "Sometimes more."

"We have to get you guys back on track here, you've missed almost two months, but that won't be too bad to continue school, you'll just have to take a summer course, as for the rest of you." Tamaki looked out at the swarm of Vocaloids with a sigh as I wondered what school was. What was going to happen now?

-Five Months Later-

I sat in the sunlight, swinging on a pouch when a massive headache shot through my temples and I bent over, heaving at the pain when a pair of warm hands pulled me up and gave me pills for migraines and a glass of water before sitting down next to me.

"Thanks," I winced as I drank from the glass, handing it back to Hinata when I swallowed. The headache took a few minutes before it started to fade and the memories that had come with it settled in the order they had once been in before I was taken back to the other world.

I didn't have all my memories back, but they came to be in painful migraines and sometimes it was just a migraine. A few others had migraines in the beginning, but only Luka, Gumi, Rin, Len, Meiko, Kaito, and Gakupo still have them. Ia, Piko, and Mayu stopped having theirs one month ago, as well as Lily and the other Vocaloids that had been in different worlds.

Luka called it brain damage, and so did the Doctor I had seen for it. He couldn't tell what was wrong, just that I was worse than the others and it could be years before mine disappears. It was the price of constantly having my memory wiped 50 times a day in the other world.

I remembered a few things, Gumi's struggle, Ia's arrival, and Hinata. They are the strongest memories. The other smaller memories fill in randomly, and slowly. We continued school, and people I still didn't remember try to remind me of them. Especially Isao Renji, but I only still have a familiar sense of him. Ia remembered him though, that had made him happy.

"You all right?" Hinata asked as he laced my hand through mine.

"Yea," I slouched back on the swing, "You know how it is."

"I hate to see what they have done to you."

"At least it's not forever," I attempted to shrug it off.

"That doesn't matter, it's still gonna be years before its gone completely."

"I'm fine Hinata," I smile at him, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek. He still looked skeptical at first, but let it go after a few seconds.

"So, you ready to go see the cherry trees today?"

I lit up, "I'm been waiting for so long!"

He chuckled, "I know," His expression fell serious for a moment, "Are...are they going to come back?"

I looked at him, and then looked at the sky, envisioning Oliver, "No. The system was destroyed before we left, they can't even rebuild it."

"How do you know?"

"Oliver stayed behind for a reason, I don't think he died when he freed us, I think he stayed back to protect us."

Hinata looked up at the sky with me, squeezing my hand. "Well, if we wait to see the cherry trees any longer Oliver might yell at you."

I laughed, jumping up from the bench, "Then come on, let's go get the others."

Hinata stuffed my pills in his pocket, rolling his eyes with a smile, "Okay okay, I'm coming."

The End...sniffle.

Sigh, its been a long journey guys, I'm glad I got to spend it with all of you. I hope you guys can appreciate this ending, I know some of you were looking for something darker (sorry Tyrant) but I myself am a sucker for good endings. Plus I want to write a Part 2. Now don't get too excited, it won't be anytime soon. But I already have the beginning envisioned, so it will most likely happen. I hope I did not disappoint any of you too greatly and I hope I can see you all again when Part 2 does come around. I might not stand above the rest of the Vocaloid authors, but this story has been a great growth process for me, that in itself will help me stand taller. A personal thanks to all of you.

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