Friday, 12 March 2010
2 - Smiles
Thursday, 11 March 2010
1 - Birth
~Kokoro~
[September 2nd, 1998]
I followed Professor as he led me out of a room.
He was kind, though I did not know back then. What was kind? What are these feelings Professor talked about? I did not understand.
He kneeled down all of a sudden, and tied two ribbons on to my hair.
“Much better,” he smiled.
Why did he smile? I asked, and he said that he was happy. What is happy? Is it another feeling? Professor sighed, and led me outside, into a large field. It was empty. There was nothing except grass. He told me to wait, and came out a few minutes later, with a few gardening tools in hand.
“Let us beautify this place,” he said. “And teach you what is happiness.”
I frowned. What is happiness? What are feelings? I could not understand his terms back then.
~Kiseki~
Day 1, September 2nd, 1998
I looked at her as she followed me out. She had just been created after so many months. Finally, there she was, trailing me from behind.
She was lacking in something. She did not have feelings, and not a single beat in her. Yes, she was lacking in that. Lacking a heart.
Kokoro.
I told her about feelings and she seemed to not understand anything. Perhaps sooner or later, when she gets her Kokoro, she would find out. As for now, I have to ‘manually’ teach her. Ah, I noticed something missing, and tied two ribbons on her hair, one on each side of her head.
She asked me why I smiled, and I said I was happy. Again, she could not understand. I led her outside, into the large, plain field. Nothing but green grass. I took a moment to breathe in some fresh air, and told her to wait. I grabbed a few gardening tools. I told her that we would beautify this field, and I would teach her what is happiness.
Patience, Ryou, patience. Time may be running out, but I need to slowly teach her what are feelings.
Please, do wait for me. I will make that Kokoro for you.
It's kind of crappy, I know. But I tried my best!
Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid, their songs or Yuugiou.
I liek mudkipz.
GAH SO SHORT orz
