|My Breakfast with Miku
Author: Stevethesuperotaku PM
A young college student receives a gift that he will treasure for life. A sci-fi/romance bit of fluff from the master of fan fiction. Contains a moment of language.Rated: Fiction T - English - Sci-Fi/Romance - Miku H. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,518 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 06-06-11 - Published: 05-14-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6991585
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My Breakfast with Miku
Chapter one: Becoming Human.
For Marco and Rachel-Happy Anniversary!
Author's note: This idea has been swimming in my head for a week now and needed to be put down onto paper. I thought to myself one night at work, what kind of fluff can you come up with that would involve Miku Hatsune? This and the second, forthcoming chapter will answer that.
"Producer-san? Producer-san?" her voice broke through the chill of the morning, soft and sweet like a snowflake. I pulled the covers close to me to shield off the chill of the AC in the room, she nudged me. "Producer-san wake up, you said you'd make Miku breakfast?" she said. She has been two days human and she still insisted to use the third person perspective when talking. I glanced at my alarm clock. It was 8 A.M; I had spent most of the night playing The Sims 3 and Duke Nukem 3D on my pc and writing down the facts of her new human body in a small journal. She sat next to me that night and enjoyed the show. I went to bed at midnight so it had been a good 8 hours sleep, what the hell, a promise is a promise.
Before I begin to tell you about breakfast I must briefly tell you the facts of how Miku Hatsune became a human being. I was a Communications Studies major at Kent State on the verge of graduation when my friend from Portugal told me he was sending me Miku. He knew I had a talent for song writing and a love for Miku. I would have preferred a Manga seeing as he was trying to save money, but he told me under no certain terms I would receive nothing less than the best. I hung out with a group of Computer tech majors and Bio majors, at a small gathering every Friday night. We'd watch anime and discuss various topics like how much we hated "Twilight" and wish Edward Cullen would get hit by a truck going down I-90. It was when I told them I was getting an android one of them, Philip, asked me a question.
"Ya ever heard of wetware?" Phil asked me, sipping on a cup of NOS energy drink spiked with a blue Pixie Stick.
"I have heard of it, some kind of computer program that can simulate organs, right?" I said.
"Yeppers, it just so happens we have a project going on at the bio lab working on it and it is almost perfect. Those rats look like they have human organs, which they do. The Nano technology accelerates cell growth making them more human than human, if you pardon the Blade Runner allusion." Phil said and poured himself a Blue Agave Full Throttle and spiked it with a red Pixie Stick.
"What's this have to do with me?" I said.
"Well, if you want to fuck her you would run into some problems." Phil said.
"Who said I wanted to screw her," I said, "I'd cuddle with her but no love making."
"Well even if you did want to cuddle with her," Phil said, "She'd be very fragile."
"Get to the point, Phil." I said.
"If we have your permission we can make her human for you?" he said.
"I don't know? Lefton would shut it down in a heartbeat if he knew." I said referring to the president of the university that was so despised here on campus.
"I put in a request and we got funding, all we need is an android. Please?" he said.
"Okay, "I said, "But if you fuck her up I'll send my friend down here to whoop your ass personally." And with that the adventure began.
Miku came right towards finals week in a large cardboard box. I had to use a cart reserved for moving to take her to the dorm. Phil said bring her down at 10 PM I had 4 hours to kill. Opening the box I sat Miku on my bed and looked for her power button. There was none. I looked at the instructions and read them carefully. I guess all I had to say was, "Miku on." And I did. Miku came to life, her blue eyes shining and her aquamarine hair tousled.
"Hi, I'm Miku," she said and pulled a leek out of her pocket, "Want a Leek?" I smiled.
"No, no leeks for me, thanks." She began twirling the leek, singing the leek spin song. I sat there and watched her, her voice was soft and light but not bad as a singer. It was when Phil called me earlier than expected I took my eyes off the leek for a moment.
"We're ready when you are." He said.
"I thought you said 10?" I said.
"We got done earlier than planned. Bring her on down so we can get this done and over with." Phil said. I swallowed hard and hung up the phone.
"Miku," I said, "how would you like to go with me for a walk?" Miku stopped spinning the leek and looked at me.
"Miku never been on a walk before." She said.
"Well it's not a far one, come on, the night is right for one anyway." I said and put on my Thundercats Hoodie. Miku took my hand. I could feel the synthetic skin, warm and could feel the servos move under her fingers. Soon they would be flesh and bone. I walked out of the dorm into the full moon lit night, Miku holding on to me as we walked towards the Biology building.
When we got to the basement of the Bio building I could see Phil and his partner in crime Glen in white lab coats. I knew Miku was afraid, her gears were moving overtime, her skin was too warm. She shook like a leaf.
"What is this, producer-san?" She said giving me the pet name most Vocaloid's gave their owners.
"Miku, we're going to help you. I thought you'd like to know what it was like to be human?" I said. Miku's eyes grew wide.
"Miku scared." She said in her childlike voice.
"It's going to be okay Miku, Phil and Glen are professionals." I said.
"Miku don't care, don't hurt Miku." She said making weeping sounds with no tears flowing.
"I'm sorry Miku, " I said, and then said those two words I knew she dreaded, "Miku off."
The operation was a slow one. Phil had Nano bots being placed in an IV drip while he grafted cells to her now voided cavity. Her skin was covered in patches designed to grow human flesh on her frame. I sat by her side and held her hand, clasping my mentors gift, a disciples cross, in my other. Silently I prayed to the lord to help Miku. Once Phil and Glen were finished they told me it would take two to three days for the whole thing to come together. It was Friday, I had nowhere else to go, so I walked back to my dorm and brought back a pillow and some blankets. I lay on that cold tile floor and listened to the meep of her monitor.
It was day three when near tragedy turned to triumph. Phil and Glen stopped by early in the morning to check on her progress. I was sleeping on the floor when I heard Glen shout an f-bomb.
"She's going down, everything is failing!" Glen shouted. Miku's monitor started meeping like a bad game of pong. Phil tried to inject her with more Nano bots but by then it was too late. I walked over to them.
"Don't tell me she's," I said, they nodded.
"Sorry man, I guess we screwed up somewhere." Phil said
Tears flowed down my cheek as I looked at the frail girl who's eyes were never going to open. Phil and Glen slowly walked out of the room as I held on to her hand. I knew then what I wanted to do. I sat next to her and pulled out my notebook. I had been wanting to write a song for Miku to sing, and I found one in my head that was just perfect. I began to sing to her.
"It's a little bit funny
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those
Don't have much money
Boy if I did
I'd buy us a house where
We both could live.
If I was a sculptor
But then again no
Or a man who makes potions in a
I know it's not much
But it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and
This one's for you."
I stopped and began to cry, I had been working on this song for three days singing it to myself non-stop. It was then I heard her voice rise from the ashes like a phoenix.
"And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple but
Now that it's done,"
Miku and I both began to sing our voices in harmony
"I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now you're in the world."
"Producer-san!" Miku shouted
"Miku, oh god, I thought I lost you." I said holding her close to me, her scent almost drove me wild.
"Promise me, producer-san," Miku said, "That you will do anything for me." I nodded.
"I love you, maybe when I go home for the summer, I'll make us breakfast." I said.
"Miku would love that!" she put her outfit on and held my hand. As we walked into the bright Kent day, which was rare in May, I felt love for the first time.