[IC] [Old Radio/Waiting in Earth Crossover]

[futureforbirds]

**After the library of doom made Kaito cough his lungs out, our Kaito Team has decided to go back to the city behind the wall. Kaito's illness has gotten much worse due to his weakened immune system and sleeping outside all the time. But now, here they are. He finds himself staring up at the wall with mixed emotions of relief and dread. How in the hell are they going to sneak in?**

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[deteriorated]

[And KAITO is next to him, also staring up at the wall.

So, this is what happened. The humans went into hiding, away from their past. All this time, this is where they were.

He wondered if any Vocaloids found cities like this and tried to enter. Were they let in? Were they killed? What if wasteful technology like themselves were reminders of what the humans did wrong? Was that why technology wasn't allowed in Kaito's home?

It worried him. He looked over at Mekaito -- the one hint of past technology that was born in that city. Then he looked at Kaito -- the man who needed some sort of medical attention. His condition was only getting worse.

They really had no choice.]

How did you leave? [he asked the human.] Can we go in the same way?

[futureforbirds]

Little Kaito carried me. He's actually pretty strong.

I think it would work, but...

**he turned to the little Kaito.**

... Check to see if there's anyone around first.

[abovethewall]

**without a word, the little robot spread his wings jumped. The ones below couldn't see what he was seeing, but he was looking for a place where they could sneak in**

[deteriorated]

[He took a step back when Mekaito took flight. It's still... surprising to see. He watches the 'bot fly around effortlessly as it searches.]

[abovethewall]

**Mekaito landed and pulled his wings in, deciding that creeping around on the wall itself would be more inconspicuous. After a moment, he jumped off and opened his wings again outside the wall, waving for the other Kaitos to run over.**

[futureforbirds]

**noticing the signal, he did indeed run, although coughing hard while he did so. Damn it, he felt really useless, especially with how much the robots had been ganging up to fuss over him. At least he didn't fall on his face.**

[deteriorated]

[He's running too, keeping up and casting worried glances at the sick man.]

[deteriorated]

[After making dinner, there wasn't much else to do. All of the Kaito crew decided to turn in for the night. KAITO was happy enough knowing that he had a chance to sing for Kaito, even if it was a song that touched too many strings. What made the master decide to compose something like that? It couldn't have been his own experience... that would be too strange.

Well, it made the human happy. Seeing him happy made KAITO happy as well. He took his (self) designated spot on the floor, in front of the couch, and easily fell asleep.]

[Come morning, he was the first to wake up. Mekaito was still neatly curled under his coat and Kaito was snoozing away in his room. Not wanting to disturb the two, he quietly got up and stretched. Ah, it was a good rest; he had to admit, even he had to shut down his processors every once in a while. (More than he used to, but he wasn't quite ready to admit that part so eagerly.) He searched for his muffler before he could start his day.

That's when he saw her. Long, pink hair and the familiar face... she looked just like another Vocaloid he knew, long ago. Maybe she really was another Vocaloid? Was she hiding amongst humans? Did someone bring her here to blend in?

It was impossible, he knew it was, but if Len was still alive, then maybe--!

The next thing he knew, without even thinking, he was out the door and reaching for her. His body and his voice moving faster than he could process.]

Luka, [he called out.] Luka!

[emptyseat]

[Who... was that? Naomi didn't think the voice was directed towards her, since it wasn't her name. But the hand that touched her shoulder most definitely caught her attention.]

Excuse me? [She said, turning around. Her eyes widened in surprised as she recognized the man in front of her.]

Kaito?

[deteriorated]

[Oh, she said his name. He smiled at her, grateful that she could recognize him.]

It's me. [He suddenly felt 'breathless'. He didn't know what to say.]

I'm glad you're [alive] safe.

[emptyseat]

[She was more than a little confused and it showed.]

Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?

Wait, what about you? Where have you been? The whole town was on the lookout for you. What happened?

[deteriorated]

The whole town?

[He didn't understand what she was talking about. Why would the town look for him if they didn't even know who he was?

And then it hit him like a ton of bricks.]

O-oh. [She thought he was that Kaito. The one that actually belonged here. Without his signature coat and scarf, he probably didn't seem too much different from the human. He'd gone and done a stupid thing without thinking, and now he was risking his master's life.]

I was... around. [Act like Kaito, he kept thinking. Act like a human. What Would Kaito Do?] The area. Around the area.

[emptyseat]

That's a poor answer. [She frowned and looked away.]

Don't tell me you're hiding things, too...

[futureforbirds]

**Eventually, a yawn came from Kaito's room as he got out of bed and got dressed, mumbling about how he'd overslept and opening the door to see the other two members of the team sitting on the couch, leaning forward but perking up when he came out. As though they'd been staring at the door the entire time.**

.... Guys?

[deteriorated]

[KAITO can't see how they looked, so he sees nothing wrong with how they were waiting. And, yes, he did perk up when he saw Kaito.]

You're awake.

[futureforbirds]

Er - yeah....

... Did something happen? Did I miss it?

[abovethewall]

Good morning, master!

[futureforbirds]

Good - Good morning.

[deteriorated]

[Oh, yes, what happy greetings. Actually, KAITO's pretty content to let them continue their morning without any disturbing news or anything like that. He kinda just. Sits there and tries to not look like he's hiding anything, that's all.]

[deteriorated]

[A couple days after Naomi's visit, KAITO is sitting on the couch again. There isn't much to do while Kaito was recovering, unless he needed something. KAITO did as much as he could to assist the man. Today? Well, Kaito was starting to feel better, so there wasn't much for the others to do.

So instead, he was sitting on the couch and staring up at the photo near the secret room. He just couldn't pry his eyes away from it when he got like this.]

[futureforbirds]

**Kaito was reading again, but he had been at it for a while, so he came out of his room and saw KAITO staring at the wall... again. Or was it the photo? That was the only interesting thing on the wall - was he that interested in what Kaito looked like as a kid? He couldn't imagine why that'd be... well, maybe he should ask before jumping to conclusions**

... Hey. Are you looking at this?

[deteriorated]

[He jumps a little, surprised at Kaito's sudden appearance.]

Uh. A little...

[futureforbirds]

It looked like a lot, though.

[deteriorated]

...it's interesting to look at.

[futureforbirds]

Really?

**Kaito hadn't paid attention to the pictures in his house for years. The one by the door was the only one he'd really kept hanging - he didn't remember the people in the photos, they'd been dead for so long. He had always felt detached from the images. But ever since his father gave him Mekaito and the radio, he'd been thinking about him more and more. Maybe this time, it would be different - though he was primarily doing it for KAITO, who apparently liked to look at pictures**

I've got a photo album around here somewhere...!