So, I'm doing another Vocaloid fanfiction! It's gonna be yaoi, there will be masturbation, mentioning of girl on girl smexy stuff, boy on boy sex and some sexual escapades. I've been strangely wanting to write a fiction featuring Len and Kaito, definitely one of my main ships for male vocaloids but don't get me started with all that. So to the Len x Kaito shippers out there enjoy!
P.S - I only realized now I should put this down but I may have made Piko appear ten times more sassy in the text messages I wrote. I don't feel like changing them, as I also am very sassy which is no where near my personality most of the time, but just...ehhhh I'm sorry if it's OOC and no one likes that! I just wanted to put this in that there is sassy Piko over text messaging in the first chapter!
Len Kagamine shot up in his bed, hair messy around his face and swinging forward while his heart pounded like a drum against his ribs, like it was trying to run away, and a cold sweat coated his face and his trembling body when he covered his breath taking deep breaths. Trying to calm he anxiety bouncing through his chest and body making his limbs twitch with the need to run away but he sat there instead, face covered and taking those calming breathes he was suggested to do to calm himself and he swallowed only to feel how dry his throat was. He let his legs swing over the edge of the bed, flicking his bedside lamp on staring at the familiar yellow walls splattered with various different colors he and his friends did on his seventeenth birthday with Rin leading o a rather amazing artistic thing he'd ever seen. He padded across the hardwood floor, listening to the swish of his bare feet against said floor, and he pushed his hair from his sweaty face with his left hand and pulled the door open with his right, stepping out into the dark hallway.
His lamp wasn't bright enough so he flicked on the overhead light for his room pulling the door open wide casting a large, door shaped light path as he walked across to the bathroom flicking the light on that illuminated his way to the stairs. And, in a childish way, flicked the stairs light on and thumped down the hall past the dark living room to the kitchen nearly sliding but turned the light on sighing at the bright light even if it burned his eyes lightly from his fatigue but he walked to the cabinet over the sink and pulled a glass cup out walking to the fridge grabbing the pitcher of water out and filled the glass up only to gulp it greedily. He pulled it away from his mouth gasping when there was a sliver of water left and was pouring some more water into the cup making him pause, squint, then quickly finished up pouring the cup.
"What're you doing?" He jerked making water shoot out of the end and splash onto the floor in a small arc and he may or may not have yelped when he looked over his shoulder with wide eyes. There stood his twin sister in the door way, eyes sleepy and her own hair hanging around her shoulders messily but rather cute in how it stuck up but it made him breath easier when her eyes dropped the cup of water. "Another nightmare? Jesus, Len, you ought to get some doctor to help with that or something. You'll never get a girlfriend if you're jerking up in bed. And not in the way she'll want anyhow."
He blinked a few times, confused for a moment, when heat gushed into his cheeks surely staining them bright red. "Really?" He barked at his sister who grinned in her cute way like, 'Oh Rin just struck again!', and he scowled at her while his cheeks burned so hot he swore they throbbed when he put the container back and grabbed some paper towels. "Besides, I'm busy with school and with Master on songs for us I don't have time for a mythical girlfriend as you suggest I get. Why don't you go out and get one anyways?"
"None of your beeswax Lenny Boy." Rin chirped bouncing on her toes, her own cheeks turning a soft pink which was a huge contrast to Len's red cheeks. "Besides, I'm not the one masturbating every night and watching hentai and playing those smut games on his computer!" Rin pointed at her male counter part and he swore his cheeks had never been so hot before and he felt like crawling out of his skin. His eyes were wide making her grin when he opened his mouth rapidly looking like a fish before he began gulping his water down again and she giggled leaning against the table between them making him glare.
"Besides," He put the water down after he gulped a mouthful, the cup half empty now but it did nothing to help him cool down as his hand lightly shook with embarrassment and irritation. Well, looks like he was up for the day. "What does it matter to you what I do on my computer? If it's none of my business to know how you're seeing or fooling around with why do you get to know what I do in my private time."
"Chill, chill~ I'm just poking fun, baby brother." Rin sang while grinning wide, her eyes glowing and sparkling with mischief despite her still looking tired. "It's okay! I'm sure every boy your age watches that smutty stuff anyways! So long as you don't become so obvious you're jerking it when we cross paths I have no problems with it!" Len swore,again, his face had never been hotter as he made a light screeching noise when the air went down wrong and he leaned against the fridge and he blinked rapidly while his cheeks burned fiercely.
"Have you no class, woman?" He choked out turning to the sink to dump his water out and placed the cup in the sink. "Jesus Christ, how can anyone date you? You gotta be up in everyone's fucking business and you're so damn crude!" He didn't know why he was snapping, probably just defensive about private topics such as this. He then looked over her head and he wasn't ashamed to say he belted out a scream loud enough people could hear him on the sidewalk and Rin echoed it twisting while backing up so suddenly she made the table screeched towards him. Their mother raised a perfect blonde brow and her eyes were more than just displeased.
"Why in the world are you two up in my kitchen at three thirty chit chatting away?" She demanded crossing her arms over her chest while keeping that brow raised and high making Rin shrink down with a blush flooding her cheeks turning them a deep red like Len's, he imagined. Their mother's eyes cut to the clock on the stove and planted her hands on her hips in patented Disapproval Mother action number Two and her eyes narrowed. "You two may have half a day today but that's no reason to skip. Get to bed for a cat nap, if you insist on calling it that, and I'll be up to get you lazy butts up. Now go! Outta my kitchen!"
"Yes, Mom!" Rin squeaked running past her mother up the stairs quickly on the balls of her feet, or so Len judged by the weight and speed. He made his way around the table dashing for the door when she hooked his shirt making him jerk to a stop rather suddenly; so suddenly, in fact, he nearly slipped but he looked over his shoulder at her.
"Now you, hold it. I heard you this morning, running like a little kid down the hall flicking all the lights on and down the stairs. Nightmare again?" She questioned when he hesitated then nodded letting his head how as she released his shirt collar, and his hair hug down around his face in a short curtain. Then she pressed a hand to his hair ruffling it softly. "Well, that's reasonable then. Wanna talk about it?" He shook his head softly and she rubbed his head gently. "Just know you can, baby, I don't want you to pent them up and you start having night terrors again. That was horrifying in and of itself and not just for you."
"I know. I promise I'll write it down in the journal when I get upstairs but is it okay if I just watch TV in the living room for a little while before I take a shower?" He asked looking at the blonde woman who sighed but smiled gently, carefully almost, and he poked her shoulder. While his mother wasn't biologically his, just someone their Master placed them with that was trustworthy, he could read her like a damn book when she curled her fingers into a fist and twisted her knuckles in his shoulder.
"Go ahead, kiddo." She replied then patted the spot and gave him a peck on the cheek before walking to the stairs, her hair drifting like a wisp and he sighed rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. He then, after a moment, took the same path his mother and Rin went, walked to his bedroom thankful all the lights were still on as he was still jumpy and anxious especially when he looked out at the dark world outside that had yet to light up with the sun.
He grabbed the black spiral notebook filled with writing and he grabbed new boxers, his uniform which consisted of tan pants, a blue blazer white dresser and red tie, the whole outfit making him feel like he was in some anime. Of course, most horror ones started off with the main protagonist having nightmares or some horrible feeling but he shoved it down shaking his head then made the path back downstairs sighing softly to himself. He walked into the living room, laid out his uniform carefully on the love seat, glad it was straight with no obvious wrinkles, and tossed his notebook on the coffee table before scooping up the TV remote flicking the TV on turning the volume down low. He remembered then, with a blink, he forgot his phone turning going up the stairs, back to his room huffing quietly to himself before picking up the item and walking back out down the path. He turned the device on, the device then proceeding to vibrate hard and multiple times in his hand when he sat on the couch crossing his legs and hugging a pillow to his chest while staring at the screen before unlocking it. He noticed, first, a text from Utatane Piko and smiled to himself wondering what his friend could have texted him so late at night for when he opened he text only to smile a little wider as he leaned back against the couch chuckling.
On the screen Piko had sent him a picture that was just a little blurry but still east depict on what it was exactly; Piko was laying on his back with his right eye shut, his blue eye sparkling happily when he noted the arm wrapped his shoulders under the bed and he laughed. There, laying right next to the white haired boy, was the familiar scarlet eyed, scarlet haired Fukase and it made him smile widely, broadly, at the picture saving it to his phone sure he'd never delete it and not in the creepy way. He'd never seen his friend appear so happy in a single picture he'd ever sent and he smiled softly before pressing the button turning the screen off and turned his attention to the TV settling into the couch, a awn breaking from his lips as he shifted into the couch curling up on his side. He then turned his attention to how his phone buzzed softly again and he turned the screen on and wondered exactly why Piko was texting him at three thirty in the morning?
L: Hey, what're you doing up so early in the morning?
P: I'm too hyped! Hehe! I spent the night at Fukase's, nothing happened btw, but I was so excited! I finally got a bf!
L: Good for you! But still, why are you so hyped at three thirty in the morning? I understand if it's because you're finally happy you got a boyfriend and all that but you should be sleeping dude. You make me worry.
P: Pshh! Don't worry about me! Tell me why YOU'RE up at three thirty in the morning? Or well, three thirty five in the morning. Please tell me you aren't memorizing Steven Universe covers to make one yourself or something
L: Shut up, leave me and my likes and dislikes alone. But I'm just not tired right now, Mom might let me stay home so don't blast my phone if I'm not there first thing in the morning.
P: But Leeeeeennnnnnnnn! I'll be so bored on my own there without you! What am I to do without my favorite blonde boy toy?
L: Probably make out aggressively at your desk with your own new boy toy. I doubt you'd even notice me not being there~
P: Pshh! I'm not that shallow and I wouldn't get that wrapped in Fukase I wouldn't not notice! Come on, if you don't come I'll be dying without you!
L: I don't know. Just give me a half an hour, four o'clock, to decide if I'm goin' or not. Okay? That good enough for you, Royal Gay Prince of Strange Bubbliness?
P: Yes! I hope I'll see you today! And I don't, then this Royal Gay Prince of Strange Bubbliness orders you to take a selfie and send it to me! Preferably now, while you're all sleep ruffled and sleepy still! And definitely send me one later in the morning! I'll miss you're adorable face!
L: Fine. If it gets you off my ass for a little while then I'll send ya as many selfies as you want from me.
P: （ ∀ ）(✿ ‿ ) (✿╹◡╹)
L: Why am I friends with you again?
P: *: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:* Because you love meeee!
L: If I send you a text will you let me watch some stupid mind numbing TV on my own for a while before the jurisdiction on going to school?
P: (●´ω｀●) (~￣▽￣)~ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ‿ *whispers* do eeeeet.
Len rolled his eyes but smiled when he shifted up pulling the chain clicking the overhead light on which made him squint, the light brighter than the lamp light and he plopped back on the couch lifting his phone, scratching his head lightly and smiled softly before clicking a picture. He shifted letting his body flop to the side as the light glowed brightly and he yawned loudly when he stretched when he sent the picture, placing the phone on the table rubbing his eyes when he yawned again before he could help it. He stood up then suddenly, twisting and nearly landing on his knees, and he made a derp face or so he thought, when he walked to the kitchen quickly like he was hoping no one saw that despite the only two other people were probably sleeping. He opened the door to the fridge grabbing a cream soda and a banana off the counter before returning to the living room sitting down with both items when he took note of his phone buzzing like a bee against the table and he watched for a moment or two before picking up the item and plopping his feet on the coffee table and crossed one foot over the other as he began scrolling through the 4 major texts.
P: You truly are beautiful even when sleepy!
P: Darling Lennnnnn! Come back to meeee!
P: Please don't make me cryyyy! Fukase really won't appreciate a puffy eyed Piko todaaaaayyyy.
P: LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN ANSWER MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
L: Jesus Christ, Piko, calm down! I was getting a drink and snack. Why don't you call me or something, show me what you're spicing up the uniform with.
P: I, um, really can't right now. Fukase is sleeping (￣。￣)～ｚｚｚ
L: Well, go to sleep then. I gotta go, Mom is coming downstairs.
P: Tell Ryoko I said hi!
L: Sure thing, talk to you later
Len turned the screen off looking up holding his hand out only for a pill to be put in his hand and he sighed softly looking at the pale blue pill, round with little numbers engraved on it and he looked at his mother. She looked down at him, her face smooth but her eyes had enough concern in them as he opened the cream soda he snagged, tossed the pill back then gulped a mouth full of fizzy liquid swallowing it with with a quite audible sound of his throat moving and he sighed placing the can down, unaware of how dry his mouth had been and decided he'd might as well grab a water as well. He stood up again putting his phone in his pajama's pocket, grabbed the banana cracking it open and peeling the skin down taking a large bite while alking to the kitchen when his mother followed after and he opened the door of the fridge, propping it open to grab the container of water again and shut the fridge with his foot placing the container on the counter. He walked to the sink opening the cabinet grabbing a cup and poured it full of water.
"You know, Len, maybe you should tell Master exactly what's going on. That your nightmares are slowly coming back and you've been kinda...twitchy again as well. Maybe they could help somehow." Ryoko sighed scratching her head with her right hand as her left found it's way to her hip. "I've had you and Rin for as long as can remember, which is age six for the both of you, and I still don't know how to be the best mother figure to you guys. I can't even figure out how to get your nightmares to stop, let alone what they're about!"
Len was quiet for a moment or two looking at this woman, his heart aching for her, and he then swallowed the food in his mouth and took a sip of water. Rubbing his thumb against the rim of the cup he decided now was better of a time to speak about it. "The nightmares...I know this sounds dramatic for a seventeen year old but lately when I go to sleep it starts out fine. I'm okay. And then, the longer I sleep it's just...nothing. I don't see anything, I'm alone and it scares the absolute hell out of me. It's probably why I wake up screaming sometimes but it's just this fear that I'm going to always be alone. Not in the 'Oh I'll never date anyone' but that I won't find someone who knows me, " He thumped his chest lightly then let his hand drop. "and I'm always going to feel this gnawing loneliness. I don't know how to make it go away."
"That's natural." Ryoko crossed her arms over her chest when she spoke and smiled softly, an expression Len couldn't identify crossed her eyes. "I used to feel the same way until I found Ichiro. I was scared, terrified, I'd never find a person who'd know the real me. I was miserable for such a long time, through high school, until I got you crazy kids and I met Ichiro at work and we just clicked. I was twenty five, in case you don't remember, when you two had just turned eleven and I'm sure you remember him. What I'm saying, Len, is that it doesn't matter how old you are when you find someone who you'll feel something. Shit, it might start with hate, or fascination, or just lust or dislike. It could happen today, tomorrow, next week, next month or even when you turn twenty five if Master ever ages you up that high which I don't think they won't."
Len stared at his mother, his eyes shining he was sure, for Ryoko looked shocked and then flustered. His mother, the typical loud woman who was rough and didn't seem to have express happy emotions like others, the typical anime hard ass, was the one he was talking to and he had no idea she'd ever understand. He definitely remembered back then, when Ryoko found Ichiro and he swore he'd never seen his mother so happy in his life, the man giving her a joy he'd never seen, and yet a sorrowful grief he'd also never seen in his mother when Ichiro passed away after a rather long battle with illness. He walked around the table, tossing the half eaten banana away, grabbing his cup of water and smiled at her feeling relief in his chest. "Thanks, Mom."
She blinked a few times before beaming brightly placing her hands on her hips then ruffled his already messy bed head and he enjoyed it. "You're welcome, kid. Now, get upstairs before that pill kicks in, I'm in my thirties and I don't got that kinda stamina to be dragging your limp ass upstairs and tucking you in. You're much heavier than when you were a kid."
"You're claiming thirties now?" Len asked raising a brow while turning to the doorway the woman clenched her hands into fists and stomped forward threateningly. He yelped rushing for the stairs, his water sloshing by the rim dangerously when a laugh burst out of his mouth before he could help it as Ryoko ran to the bottom of the stairs.
"You better run, you freakin' punk!" She playfully shouted when he laughed again rushing down the hall to his bedroom and shutting the door. He was walking across the room to his bed and placing the cup on the bedside table sitting on the edge of his bed, then rolling away from the lamp choosing to leave it on. He cocooned himself in the blankets while turning his face into the bed shutting his eyes, aware he'd left his uniform downstairs and his phone was still in his pocket and he yawned loudly as the pill seemed to be taking effect. He felt his body relaxing into the bed and his breathes turning into yawns every few moments and he swore when he got up he'd talk to Master about everything going on and put it out there. He yawned again. Yeah, he'd do it. Just..sleep for right now. He let his thoughts stop, the ticking of his clock rather soothing, when he finally dipped into sleep and was out like a light.