Hi! So, this is actually the first Vocaloid story I've ever written, and I originally had posted it here a long time ago. But it sucked, so I deleted it. And after over 9000 tweaks, here it is! Back and better than ever! I hope you enjoy!
A couple things you should know, this is a horror fic. But also I tried to cram as much humor in it as possible! :D So there are some VERY serious moments and LANGUAGE! I rated it M just to be safe.
ON WITH THE FRICKIN' SHOW!
I've always liked the sound a can of spray paint makes when shaken. This piece is gonna be extra awesome. But I have to get it done before the sun sets. Like every graffiti artist should, I proceeded with caution, and began my masterpiece.
#SHOTASWAG
I felt so proud of myself. I had printed the words in bright yellow, bordered in black. And the hashtag was silver. Aw yeah. I bet Rin would be proud of me too, but god knows what she's doing. I hope she's doing fine without me. Her and the other girls left yesterday for a tour in America. Somehow I felt I was letting millions of fangirls down by not going… But who gives a shit. This gives me plenty of time to catch up on bro time with my bros. And I intend to make this the best few weeks of my life. Starting with showing my bros this awesome tag. I quickly snapped a pic on my phone, and got my stuff together. I hope they like it. And I hope whoever the hell lives in this old house likes it. I hopped on the skateboard that I stole from Mikuo Hatsune, and took off, just as it was getting dark.
"DUDES! DUDES!" I think the reason why I wasn't allowed to skate in the house was because one, I don't own a board myself, and keep stealing Mikuo's, and two, I can't really skate. I stumbled in the room where everyone else was, the skateboard in one hand, on the verge of dropping, and my knapsack in the other.
"DUDES. You all know that creepy house up the street?"
"The one with the gate, and surrounded by a forest?" Kaito asked.
"Bingo!" I took out my phone. "Guess who tagged it with my awesome shotaness!" I rotated around the room, making sure to let everyone see. I moved from Kaito, then to Mikuo, then to Gakupo, then to Dell, and finally Piko.
"Shota swag… Hehehe. Len's got his skills in the bag with that kickin' hashtag." I love my fellow shota Piko, but seriously. Save your rhymes for your emo poetry.
"Yo, Len…" Gakupo spoke up. "Did you even think about the fact that someone might live there?" In truth, I didn't think about it at all. But it's not like anyone lived there anyway. The house looked to be on the verge of death. No one could possibly live there.
"No…" I responded. "Why?"
"You just desecrated private property, genius." Dell snapped. "And there's no way in hell you can get away with it."
"You need to work on that attitude." I told him. "You're just jealous that I'm more talented than you in everything. Singing, tagging, skating…"
"Oh, gimme back that skateboard!" Mikuo jerked the board from me. "And you HAD to take my favorite one too. We've been over this, Kagamine. Just because you have a board, doesn't mean you automatically know how to skate."
"Touchy…" I mumbled.
"He's right, bro." Kaito said. "Remember ALL those little 'accidents' you had?"
"N-no…" The thought of all those times I tried… that stupid metal rail… Well, that's a story for another day. "Well I didn't do anything dangerous this time! All I did was gift a blank canvas with my totally awesome skills! My shota swag!"
"You're so cocky, Kagamine." Mikuo shook his head at me.
"I agree. And I too have experienced that same sense of confidence myself. And that was when I told the entire media that I am in fact, not a girl." Piko said.
"You're not?" Gakupo raised his eyebrows.
"Dammit!" He and Dell cursed.
"Why is it that you people's opinions are all based on looks? That's not a good thing; to judge a book by its feminine cover. If you want to know the truth, you must flip through its pages, to find its true nature." When Piko looked up, he saw that Dell and Gakupo had pretended to fall asleep.
"FUCK YOU ALL." He stood from his seat and left.
"Kagamine, the point is that you can't get away with this. Whoever lives in that house will surely come and find you, and you'll get in trouble." Said Mikuo.
"Quit being such a downer, gender bend! You are almost NEVER supportive of me! You're just jealous that I'm awesomer than you, and I'm not a skater poser like you!" I reached over and yanked the black beanie hanging off his head, and threw it down.
"You mad, bro?" Kaito asked.
"Mad as HELL!" I answered. "Why can't I try to be friends with other guys?! You all are such DICKS! You SUCK!" I dramatically flipped my hair, which wasn't even in my face, and stormed upstairs to my room.
God, WHY are they all so self-centered? Do they not care about me at all?! I worked really hard on that project! Now I wish I went with my sis on the tour. My mind wandered to what they were doing, and how they're doing without my awesomeness to keep them company. Miku and Rin at least listen to what I have to say. They don't completely belittle me when I have ideas, and they actually APPRECIATE them. I ended up thinking about them for the rest of the afternoon. And as I retired for the night, I slept in the top bunk, where Rin usually slept. Although, it was rather comfortable, I was not sleeping soundly…
I ran. I ran as fast as I could. I was completely out of breath, navigating through this endless black forest. And as if it was pure coincidence, the house lied at the end of the forest. My work was no longer there. Instead, spray-painted in blood red,
#LENISDEAD
The door eerily creaked open. A million distressed, otherworldly voices immediately began calling my name. It was as if they were trapped inside, and were finally let free. I went inside. Pitch black darkness greeted me, making me lose the ability to see my shaking hands in front of my face. As I walked on, I could only hear the sound of my bare feet on the hardwood floor. Relief soon came when I saw a staircase. Impulse told me to climb it.
"Len… Len…" The voices were hoarse and raspy. I hurried up the stairs, hoping that the voice would go away. As I climbed the last step, a door stood at the end of the staircase. Curiously, I opened it. Bad idea. It was an endless hall with dingy white carpeting. I began to run the hall, being followed by the collective voices once more.
"Len…Len…" However this time, it was only one voice. Soft and feminine, like a child's. I bumped into another door, falling back onto the disgusting, stained carpet. This particular door opened on its own. Once again, I was being led into darkness. And directly across from me, a pair of merciless icy blue eyes stared into my soul. The shadowy figure came into the light. A young man about Kaito's age stood completely still, scowling at me. I froze. My knees weakened.
"Len IS DEAD!" His eyes flashed and the floor suddenly collapsed under me. And I was falling. It felt like an eternity before I would land.
"Len…" there was the voice again. It kept calling my name. Just before I hit the ground, I woke up.
My eyes shot open, and I gasped. I rubbed my forehead, which was covered by a thin film of sweat. It was only until I finally adjusted my eyes, I realized that a girl was positioned on top of me. I had to admit, I've always dreamed this would happen, every boy has. But now that it's actually happening, I'm having second thoughts about how amazing this was. As beautiful as this girl was, there was still something off about her.
"Hi, Len. It is very nice to finally meet you." She was practically a phantom. Pale, gaunt, and ethereal in every way. There wasn't a single flaw on her porcelain skin, which her white-blonde hair closely matched. Her short white dress practically blended in with her skin. What I noticed the most however, was her glassy blue eyes. They bore into me, and I swear I could almost see my own soul in them.
" Who… the hell are you?" I sat up and yawned, the girl's legs straddling my waist.
"Maka." Her voice was childlike, and didn't quite suit her age. She looked slightly older than me. " I understand that it was you who defiled me and my brother Jin's house."
" Whatever, I'm sorry…" I apologized, hoping that will get her off of me.
" I accept your apology. Although that is not what I'm here for." Well, it was worth a shot…
"Then what do you want?" I asked. Maka leaned in closer to me face. Major violation of personal space…
"Why didn't you go to America, with your sister Rin?" She asked me innocently.
"Oh… you knew about that?"
"Yeah… I went aaaaalll the way to America, but when I found out that you weren't with the other vocaloids, I came straight back here."
"But wait… They haven't even performed their first show. How did you know I didn't go? And, you couldn't possibly have gone to America and back in one night."
"Oh, don't concern yourself with irrelevant details."
"Wait, irrelevant details?" I tried to push Maka off me, but she resisted as much as she could. "I think I deserve an explanation."
"Did I not explain enough? All I want is to see you, Len. I love you." HOLD UP. She did NOT just say what I thought she said.
"Okay… that's enough." She must be legitimately stronger than me. As much as I tried to escape from her grasp, she just held me down harder.
" Has anyone ever told you that you have the most sparkling blue eyes anyone ever had?" She stroked my cheek. I was completely dumbfounded, and had absolutely no idea what was going on.
"Um, no?" My response came out in the form of a question.
" You know, you look better with your golden blond hair down." Maka ran her fingers through my hair. Okay, this is creepy. I don't who the hell she is, and why she's fondling me.
"What are you doing?" I tried to squirm out from under her, but she grabbed my arms to make me stay.
" You are the most handsome Vocaloid and you have the prettiest voice." She kissed my cheek. At this point, I was completely and TOTALLY freaked out.
"Uh… You should go…" Panicking, I attempted once again to push her off of me. And once again, not happening. "I don't know what's going on here, but-" Oh HELL NO. She KISSED me. A million and one thoughts raced through my mind at a breakneck pace. I've never kissed anyone yet, and now that I have, I can finally get the other guys off my back about not being a 'real man'. However, this is NOT how I wanted my first kiss to be.
"Get… OFF!" I didn't want to resort to this, but what choice do I have? I kicked her straight in the chest, and she fell from the top bunk, onto the floor, with a thud. The lifeless expression on her face when she hit the floor made me immediately leave the bed, to go to her side.
"I-I'm sorry… Are you okay?" Maka looked at me with her ghostly eyes, and smiled.
" I knew you cared about me." She tried to touch me again.
"No! Stay away from me!" I then threw her down and backed up against the wall.
"Come back to bed Len."
"No! You don't understand! I don't like you!"
"But I like you, Len! I love you!"
"Well… Just… GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Maka frowned, and walked to the window.
"You haven't seen the last of me, Len. I will get revenge for my house, and I'm gonna have you all to myself." The girl leaped out the window and landed, flat on her feet.
"Well, I've certainly seen enough of you." I murmured. I decided to sleep in a familiar place, and crawled in my cozy bottom bunk. I slept soundly for the rest of the night.
So, here's chapter one. Keep readin'!
