Hello everyone! I have no idea what I am doing! I randomly found this really old fanfiction in a notebook and decided to post it. I also posted another copy to a different site, but I changed their names so it wouldn't be a fanfiction. So if you accidently see the names "Kuro", "Kona" or "Kimi" anywhere, tell me and I'll change it to the correct name. In any case, I hope you enjoy the story!

"Master! Master!"

"Akira, sir! Master Akira! Help us!"

The young man awoke to the worried faces of none other than the Kagamines, the blond-haired, blue eyed troublemakers. They were mere inches away from his face, which made the man rather uncomfortable. He didn't know these androids very well just yet, and having awoken to them crushing his stomach did not make for a grand start to their new relationship.

"Help! Please!" Len (he thought it was Len, he wasn't really sure which twin was which (whose bright idea was it to make twin androids anyway?)) exclaimed urgently, " Miku-nee collapsed!"

"Her emergency shut-down was activated!" Rin added, almost in tears as she explained, "W-we don't know what happened!"

"What are you two on about?" Akira asked, attempting to sit up. The twins slid aside, matching faces overflowing with desperation. "Is this another one of your tricks?"

"Absolutely not! We wouldn't- we couldn't- not about Miku!" Rin started crying, and Akira felt a little guilty.

"Alright. Where's Miku, then?" he asked, sliding into his slippers. The two teenaged androids jumped off his bed and grabbed his hands, dragging him out of his warm room and into the chilly hall. He truthfully had no idea where these two weirdos were taking him, seeing as he had only been living in this ridiculously large mansion for about four days. For all he knew, they were going to go lock him in some musty old dungeon. Did the mansion even have a dungeon? It wouldn't exactly surprise him if it did.

You see, even though Akira was the master of this house, as well as its inhuman occupants, it was a recently acquired position. In other words, he was a total newbie. The fact that he was the master still confused him, mainly because he had no idea why his late grandfather, the old Master and creator of these teenaged androids, had chosen him to be the one to inherit the position. Akira wasn't very good with technology. Hell, he could barely hold a steady job before he came to live here. Why would his grandfather entrust a multimillion dollar estate, let alone androids, to someone like Akira?

Maybe the old guy was a few notes short of a song or something. Seeing as he was in charge of singing androids, he felt the music reference was quite appropriate.

"Here, Master!" Len exclaimed as the three of them entered one of the four TV rooms in this ridiculously large mansion.

Akira saw the figure of a rather delicate, small girl lying on the floor, her long teal hair tangled around her. Even Akira could remember her name. Miku. The first android ever created, the most advanced technology in the world, worth approximately 2.6 billion dollars, not including her various software and downloads. All wrapped up in the skin of a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Miku!" Rin gasped, "She still hasn't woken up! I- I thought... maybe-"Rin was having trouble talking around her heavy breath and shaking limbs, "She m-might've been p-playing a mean joke on us." In Akira's honest opinion, Rin was being dramatic. But what did he know?

Len wrapped an arm around his older android twin. "Breathe, Rin. Akira will help."

This blind trust these androids had for him was starting to make Akira uncomfortable. If he was anyone else, he might've taken advantage of it. Nevertheless, he knelt beside Miku and poked the girl's forehead. There was a reason for this childish action. Akira had in fact pushed a button that activated Miku's backup system response, designed for situations just like this one. A robotic voice, edging more to the female range, spoke loudly above Rin's heavy breathing.

"Password?" It asked.

"Iloveleaks," Akira replied, quickly. He felt like an idiot, repeating such a weird password. Then again, Miku had chosen her own password, so why should he feel stupid?

"Password accepted." The voice informed him, "Further instructions required."

"Run a system scan." Akira ordered. Okay, he wasn't a complete newbie. He had at least read the handbooks made for each of the androids. Well, actually he had read them about ten times each, fearing any sort of future mistake. But that didn't mean he had any qualifications for this weird job.

"Yes, master." The voice replied. A full ten seconds went by, filled with increasing worry, as the scan was taking place. After those ten seconds, the voice stated in its unemotional way, "Danger found. Rogue virus detected. Class five, code red. Of unknown origin."

Akira froze. Even he could understand something like this was the worst possible thing. "Ah," he began, for lack of a better response as his eyes found Rin and Len, who seemed to have both stopped breathing. It wasn't like they needed to, but Akira didn't like how they might react.

"Can you isolate it?" He asked, trying his best to follow the standard protocol (which was hard to remember since it hadn't exactly been written for the average person to understand), but he didn't have much hope it would do any good.

"Negative. Virus has caused protection software to crash."

"Well, hell," he muttered, wondering how that was even possible. Miku had the most advanced virus protection software in the world!

...Unless...

She had forgotten to update it.

Akira waved this thought away. Something like that was the equivalent to android suicide.

"What other systems have been damaged?" Akira asked, staring at Miku's face. The teal-haired android wasn't breathing, he noticed.

"Memory hard-drive, emotions database, and recognition software."

Akira knew this wasn't good, even if he didn't know why it wasn't good.

"Options?" He asked.

"Complete system rewrite."

Which was just a way of saying 'forced restart' in fancy sciency-robot language. Akira knew that if you did that to a computer, you'd lose data that you didn't save first. Did Miku have unsaved data? She wasn't a computer, but she did get a virus just like a computer would. So maybe she was just a really advanced computer. Akira was confusing himself by this point.

"Second option?"

"Uninstall Miku 001 file from the network."

Wait-

That would mean...

Delete Miku?

At this point, Rin started sobbing in an insanely uncontrollable way, huge tears rolling down her red cheeks. Even Len looked ready to follow his twin's example. Akira had no idea what to do, but whatever he did, he couldn't and wouldn't delete Miku. It was basically like killing her. He couldn't live with that.

"Third option?" He asked desperately. His glasses had fallen down the bridge of his nose, and he shoved them back into place quickly.

"None available." The voice replied. "Although there is a .000032% chance of error."

Akira felt sick. How could this happen? He had barely been the Master for a total of a week, yet somehow Miku was already in danger of being deleted. How could he fail so badly?

"Standby." The voice suddenly said. "Emergency backup systems have been infected. Complete shutdown in ten seconds."

"Wait!" Akira exclaimed in shock, "D-don't d-do that!"

Think, you worthless idiot! You have ten second to make a decision or Miku gets shut down. And she probably won't wake up! Akira yelled at himself.

"Seven-"

"Six-"

"Five-"

"Force system rewrite!" Akira shouted at the voice, his brain muddled with worry, confusion and self-loathing.

"Command accepted. Beginning rewrite." The voice buzzed out as Miku's eyes flashed red below the lids. A countdown appeared on the front of her outfit, right on the pocket of her cute white blouse. All of the androids had specially made clothes with electronic chips implanted in them, just in case they ever got lost or kidnapped.

"Three hours," Akira muttered. "We'll just have to see what this does to her."