This Is My Battleground

Chapter 6
Episode 1: Scene 6

"I don't have time for this," I groaned. I looked at Luka and pulled the mediallion out of my pocket. Her eyes widened in shock and her hand flew to her mouth. "I found this, Luka. You'll never guess where. Let's just say, I found the picture too. And I'm definitely not happy." I looked at Len and he snatched the mediallion from me. "As for you." I took the collar and snapped it in half with my hands. "You're no longer going to be my partner. I refuse. I'm sending you back down the ranks along with her." I pointed to the green haired girl. "She's not even suppose to be in here. This is the medical center for the elite in Vocaloid. You have no right."

"I said she could stay," Luka said, boldly.

"Oh yeah? Well I'm a higher rank than you and I say she goes down," I snapped. I looked back at the green haired girl and she looked like she was close to tears. I wasn' in the mood. Not. At. All. "Luka, if you refuse, I'm sending you down in ranks as well."

"I'll tell Miku," Luka said, but her face was breaking.

"Everyone knows that the 'first rank' is the decoy," I snapped. "Miku has to keep up her role so I can do mine." Luka looked down at the floor and I knew I won. I knew what I said and what I meant. Miku Hatsune maybe the 'leader' of Vocaloid, but I owned it all. Vocaloid was my company before the war. It was an inheritance from my great grandfather who knew nothing but peace in helping others. Vocaloid was a hospital before it was a base. A hospital for the special patients who needed people to talk to. People to understand. This was a mental institution.

"Rin, I need to talk to you in private," Len said, quietly. He took my hand and lead me out into the hall. His face was serious, a look I remember when seeing that photo. He gripped my wrist and squeezed tightly on it, making me drop the knife in my hand. As it clatter to the floor, he pinned me against the wall and looked at me straight in the eyes. No... I pushed his away and he slammed into the other side of the wall.

"NO!" I shrieked. "I REFUSE TO BE HYPNOTIZED AGAIN!" I ran down the hall and into the staircase. From there, I climbed up until I got to my suite, a place only a few people had access to. When I shut the door, Yuki ran up to me and hugged me around the waist, happily calling me.

"Momma!" she chirped. "You're home!"

"Honey, why aren't you taking your shower?" I asked. She looked at me and cutely played with her thumbs. "I thought Daddy was going to be here too..." I stroked her hair and kissed her head. "Daddy and Momma are having a fight, sweetie. Go take a shower and what ever you do, don't look into Daddy's eyes. Understand?"

"But...they're so pretty..." she said. "Just like yours Momma...isn't that why Daddy fell in love with you in the first place?"

"Daddy's a douchebag, sweetie," I said, turning her around. "Now go take a shower and go to your room. I'll bring you up your dinner."

"You can't cook though!"

"Go to your room Yuki!" I snapped. She rushed straight out and I sighed, leaning against the wall. This was absolutely horrible... You must be confused, but I'll explain... When I searched around that cabin, I had a sensation of warmth. A protective place. Everything, though, looked as if no one had touched it for nine years. I wanted to know why it felt so familiar...why it was so sad too. That's when I saw the picture. It was a group picture, kinda like a family picture. You know, where the mother and father, children, family. Yeah. You want to see it? I certainely think it's cute.

I went to lay on the couch and dug the old photo out of my pocket. There were several people in this photo. I bet you're dying to know who's in it. Well, there's Luka, Kaito, Gakupo, Meiko, my half sister Yumi Motone, Len, Yuki as a baby, and myself...holding Yuki. I can remember everything they wanted me to forget...my life, my children, my friends, Len. He cause this. Yuki...she's my real daughter and he knew that. He knew everything. I hate that. He never told me...forcing me to forget... I can handle the memories! I'm not some weak, powerless, little girl! ...Why couldn't he trust me on that? I turned my head to the side and was inches away was Len. I quickly turned my back to him and he sighed.

"I'm sorry."

"Not sorry enough," I responded.

"I'll let you whip me again."

"I'm not a sadist."

"I'll cook dinner."

"...it's a start." He chuckled and walked off, either to say hi to Yuki or to make dinner. Or both. Honestly, I felt so hurt, I wanted to shriek into my pillow. He hypnotized me, but...I can't remember why. It's the only thing I can't remember now. I held my fist to my face and stared at the medallion I kept it it. This medallion was the seal of Vocaloid. It's the old one before we used a giant V with stars circling around it. I'm going to guess that either it or the picture was the activation key needed to restore my memory... I pushed myself up on the couch until I was sitting up. I reached into my jacket and pulled out the small, silver dogtag that hung from my neck. It had the second rank symbol on it; a 2 with wings. I unhooked the chain and slid the medallion on to keep it with me. I should probably change...

"Len," I called. "Give Yuki dinner in her room." I stood up and forced myself to get into the bathroom. I turned on the faucet and splash ice cold water onto my face. I never saw those arms circle around me and Len pin me to the wall with a kiss.