Go where this voice gets stronger

[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?

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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.

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**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**

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[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.]

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**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.**

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**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.**

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

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Nobody's here. We're going up now.

**Mekaito said this matter of factly, lowering and grabbing Kaito from behind. His eyes faced up as he squeezed tightly, shooting over the wall again and disappearing from KAITO's sight. Once there, he set down the pale-looking Kaito, who went to hide behind a building while trying very hard to suppress and hold in his coughing. If they were found, he'd have a whole lot of explaining to do.

Soon the little robot was back for KAITO**

It went well. Your turn.

**and very soon, KAITO was experiencing the flight that made him so curious about Mekaito. It was over quickly, though KAITO was heavier so Mekaito looked a little tired afterwards. He leaned a hand against the building, glancing between his partners and the ground.**

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[If KAITO was completely honest, he didn't think Mekaito could actually carry him over. He was prepared to explain that he could stay outside while the master recovered. So when the little robot hoisted him up and flew him over so easily, he couldn't help but jerk in surprise.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he steadies himself. Looking around for the robot, he saw it looking... really tired. Of course, when it just lifted two full-sized bodies over a tall wall. Feeling a little sorry for making the little Kaito do so much work, he walks over and scoops him up into his arms. Mekaito's weight wasn't much of a problem to him, although he was heavier than expected.

Quickly looking around, he spotted the master and jogged on over. He stayed silent, waiting for the next step.]

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**Kaito looked relieved when he saw that KAITO was carrying little Kaito, although a bit concerned that the little robot seemed so worn out. He had wondered if carrying KAITO would be a problem for the little guy, but it seemed that he'd at least made it over. Why had his father made the little robot so strong, anyway? Did he think it'd be fighting monsters like some kind of super hero? Well, better not to think about it.**

Okay ....

**he stifled a cough with his hand, looking around to get his bearings**

... My house should still be the way I left it. Let's go there and figure out what to do next.

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Okay, [he says in a 'whisper'. He shifts Mekaito so that he's carrying the robot in a more comfortable position before he begins to follow.

It's difficult, to say the least. As they sneak around, heading for Kaito's home, KAITO can't help but notice how painfully similar things looked. The buildings, the roads, the layout of the neighborhood... he wanted to blame it on the same nostalgia that kept him searching for 'home', but it was almost too alike to brush off.

His grip on Mekaito tightened as he tried to focus himself. He needed to ignore it. He had to. For his master's sake. Mekaito's as well.]

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**Kaito, meanwhile, didn't feel much pain - he did, however, feel kind of like an idiot acting like some kind of a secret agent in his own hometown. How did it come to this...

But soon enough, he'd brought them home. He hoped his key was where he still hid it.

It was. Phew. He always did think his hiding spot was ingenious, apparently it served him well. The door was unlocked, and he reached for its handle to pull it open. The inside was very plain - gray walls, gray curtains on the window. No fancy or impractical furniture, everything in its place. The bedroom was further into the house, and so was his father's secret room. Kaito noticed a book on his desk. That was from the library, and it was really overdue now that he'd dropped everything to adventure from the city. Geh.

Would it be too conspicuous to return it before they left?

Better not to think about it. He stepped further into his house, soaking it in. He was back among society, although they couldn't know he was there.

There was a picture on the wall near his father's secret room - a picture of young Kaito with his father. He really did look a lot like Mekaito.**

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[If KAITO were human, he would've been holding his breath. It's like he's stepped right into the past before everything went wrong. Maybe when he was first 'born'. His hold on Mekaito turned into one of comfort, rather than necessity. He felt like a stranger in a familiar world.

It took a lot of willpower to step into the main area of the home. He addresses Kaito:]

You should rest now.

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Err -

**he was a bit full of feelings from returning, but they HAD come back for exactly that purpose, so he decided not to argue**

- Right. Yeah.

The bedroom's this way... **he wandered off toward it. It wouldn't be too hard to fall asleep in a real bed, right?**

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[KAITO just. Keeps an eye on him, just to make sure the man makes it to his bed without dying on the way there. B|]

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**takin' the radio with him cause falling asleep to music is habitual now. orz

Okay I'm in bed now ARE YOU HAPPY jeez**

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[YES finally. I mean, seriously. You're sick, dude.

/ahem

He looks down at Mekaito. The little robot has been relatively quiet, so he asks:]

How are you feeling?

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**Mekaito mutters some random incoherent noises.**

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[...yeah, that said a lot. KAITO carries him over to the nearby couch and lays him down. Mekaito worked really hard to carry them over; he deserved some rest. He takes his long-coat off and drapes it over Mekaito like a huge blanket. Of course, robots couldn't exactly get cold. It was mostly as a gesture.]

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**he looks up slightly when the coat is draped on him, but Kaito did the same when he was hiding him the very first time he was sent over the walls. So he just kind of rolls with it and shuts down for a while**

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[And that's that. KAITO wasn't sure if he should join them and go into sleep mode just yet. Everything was still both new and not-new to him. He straightened up and looked around a bit before finally indulging his curiosity.

Everything was... relatively plain. No television, no computer, no buzzing cellphones or any other electronics. Just enough things to get by with. Nothing very excessive. He couldn't help but wonder if other people lived the same way. After being with Kaito for this long, he didn't think that this home suited the man very much at all.

He stepped carefully and quietly, peeking around corners of the home to sneak a glance into rooms. There wasn't much -- just standard stuff. Some books, a few photos...

...oh, there was one with the master as a child. He looked exactly like Mekaito (or the other way around). He smiled--

--and then promptly froze when he saw the father.

If he had a heart, maybe it would've stopped. Maybe he would've died. The father in the photo... looked so much like his previous master. The one who left, just like everyone else.

It was too much to look at. He turned away and returned to the main area. Mekaito was still sleeping peacefully on the couch, and he could only assume Kaito was doing the same.

He suddenly felt very tired.

Sitting on the floor, he leaned back against the foot of the couch and closed his eyes. It him took much longer to fall asleep.]

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**Kaito had still been coughing throughout the night, but sleeping had been considerably easier than it was out in the wild. In the morning when he woke up, he felt only slightly less crappy than he had been lately. But he remembered - in a house, there were medicine cabinets.

So he'd taken some over-the-counter medicine that had been in there the entire time, checked on the androids, and then searched his cupboards just in case there was anything. However, as he thought, he'd packed all of his unperishable stuff when he left.

Therefore he grabbed a bite from their usual supplies and thought about reading some of the library books they'd 'checked out.' The books weren't any use to them while they were wandering around in nature, so he hadn't looked at them, but just in the other room was his father's secret computer. The least he could do while recovering was continue his research.**

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[KAITO only slightly woke up at the sound of someone moving around. Part of him acknowledged that someone in the environment was awake, but the rest of him remained in a suspended state. It was likely the human Kaito, his processors deduced. There didn't seem to be an urgent reason to wake up, at the moment.

Either way, when he was deep in sleep mode like this, it was a little difficult to come out of it. He was the equivalent of an old man now.]

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**the other two members of the Kaito squad had settled around the couch, and both seemed to be asleep. Well, no reason to wake them up. He had no idea that KAITO was registering anything that was going on - human sleep and robot sleep were different, something he had no idea about. He picked up a key from the table, scooped up some of library books, and turned his head slightly toward his friends as they caught his eye again.**

....It's my turn to start helping you.

Next time, for sure...

**he mumbled as he slipped the key into the door of his father's sanctuary.**

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