She watched him.

Every time he walked through the halls, with blond hair seeming to capture stray sunlight and cerulean eyes sparkling, she watched him.

It wasn't like he would notice, since she was hidden in one of the lines that flanked him on the sides. But she took a strange consolance in this information, convincing herself that it was better that he didn't see her. After all, he was the prince of the school, and what could he want to do with her?

She wasn't much of a diva. Her long teal hair was always tied up in her signature pigtails and she had an average bust. She didn't ruin her body like the other girls in her school with all their makeup and extra-padded bras. She was happy with the way she looked, if not overly pleased. Oh well, at least she wasn't a conceited snob like Neru and her little ring of friends.

Neru, for some reason was jealous of her. Her, Hatsune Miku, the tealette who was cheerful and always handed out small treats on holidays. Of course Neru never said this aloud, just did small injustices to her, like fill her shampoo bottle with gray dye or cut two holes in the back of her skirt. Miku just sat quietly and dealt with it.

She did have friends, people who appreactated her qualities. Tomboy Luka, bouncy Rin, rabbitlike Gumi, and busty Meiko. They always comforted her after Neru pulled one of her hateful pranks and were always there to cover for her. She was grateful to have friends like them.

Rin was her closest friend, and she had HIM for a brother, a timely coincidence. Miku always shied away when he came to talk to his sister, and he grew more confused each time she did it.

"She likes you," said Rin one Saturday when he asked her about it. "But she thinks you don't like her."

It wasn't true, not in the least bit. Len always watched her, just as she watched him. That teal hair always stuck out in the lines flanking him as he walked to first period, and his shades concealed the fact that he was watching her watch him. He knew her, not in a close sense, but enough to greet her.

"Hatsune Miku."

She jumped and looked up from the book she was reading. Was it Neru again, here to make her life even more miserable than it already was? Science class was not the time to deal with her, as there were plenty of chemicals to prank her with.

She stifled a gasp as she realized it was him. Him. Kagamine Len, school prince, leaning against the front of her desk, eyes boring twin holes into her forehead. Her bangs covered a blush as she answered, "Yes?"

He frowned. He wanted to see her face, her eyes, the cheeks that always contained a slight hint of rose. He spoke again, hoping to catch her attention.

"Hatsune-san, we're partners for the project. Would you like to get started?" He was referring to the science fair project that she was supposed to be working on, but she had gotten sidetracked by the manga she was reading.

Miku nodded, quiet. "O-of course, Kagamine-kun. W-w-what is our subject?"

Len frowned again at her stuttering. She still wasn't looking up. He sighed and continued. "I was thinking that we could do a model on the subdivisions of prokaryotic and eukaryotic cells. Then we could give a- eh? Are you alright, Hatsune-san? You look a little pale."

Miku was not good at science, not good at all. She was struggling with a low C in it, with B's and a few A's in her other subjects. The only class she had no trouble in was music, but what use would singing be in a class llike science?

"F-forgive me, Kagamine-kun, but I'm horrible at science. You ight as well find another partner, because we'll surely fail with me for-"

"Nonsense!" He clenched the edge of the desk. "I'll show you everything you need to know. I won't let you fail, Miku, I promise!"

He shut his mouth in shock, realizing what he'd just said. He wasn't being proper; he'd called her Miku! They barely knew each other and he-

"I apologize, Hatsune-san. I didn''t mean to call you by-"

"It's fine."

"-your first name, it was terribly improper of- eh?" He stopped his babbling to stare at her.

For the first time since he'd arrived at her desk, she looked up. A faint smile curved the corners of her lips upward, and her cheeks were pinker than before. Her eyes shone as she spoke.

"You can call me Miku. I don't mind ... it's fine coming from you."

Before he could reply, the bell rang. Miku tucked her manga into her bag and looked down at her desk again.

"So ... I'll see you after school, Kagamine-kun?"

Len busied himself in tucking his shades into his shirt pocket.

"... okay Hatsu- I mean, Miku."

She smiled at him again as she departed from the classroom.

He felt like he was on Cloud Nine.

~::*::~::*::~

You are the princess, and I am the servant.

Destinies divided, lovers united.

If it's to make you feel safe,

I'll take your sword instead.

For no weapen can peirce our shield of love.

~::*::~::*::~

"And an easy way to remember this is that Pro is No and Eu is Yes."

Miku was sitting on the couch in the Kagamine's living room, listening to Len explain the basics of prokaryotic and eukaryotic cells. She had to admit, with him tutoring her, she understood it a lot better than when she listened to her teacher.

"Do you understand it now, Miku-chan?"

She stopped staring dreamily at his face and nodded vigorously. "Yes, thank you very mmuch, Kagamine-kun." She yawned, surprised at how tired she was. Len glanced at the clock and his eyes widened.

"Oh no! It's ten-thirty, I'd better walk you home Hatsune-san."

Miku smiled at him as she slid on her coat. "Thank you for your consideration, Kagamine-kun."

"You can call me Len," he muttered, blushing. Miku smiled again.

"Okay then, Len-kun. Shall we walk?"

They walked through the cold night streets toward Miku's house. The silence between them was comfortable, if not just the least bit awkward.

"Um ... here's my house."

They stopped in front of a large teal mansion. Miku blushed while Len stared at it, wide-eyed.

"Oh, wow ... you must be rich, Miku-chan!"

She looked down, melancholy. "Yeah ... but there's a price to pay for having these luxuries." Len kept quiet, sensing that it was none of his business. Suddenly, Miku turned to him.

"Thank you for walking me home, Len-kun! I ... appreciate it." Her eyes shone in the light from the streetlamps.

Len tried to stifle the blood rushing to his cheeks and failed. "Uh ... no problem," he said intelligently.

Miku leaned up on her toes and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "Goodnight."

Now his entire fave was red. "G-goodnight, Miku-chan."

He watched her walk up the wide porcelain dorrsteps. And then he walked back home.

~::*::~::*::~

I am the princess, and you are the servant.

Destinies slashed, battles clashed.

I was born in a tangle of colors and music,

But you are the one that is free.

~::*::~::*::~

Starri: My second Vocaloid fanfic! Yes, I used some DOE lyrics in here, but some I switched around and it stars Miku and Len, not Rin and Len. Anyways, please R&R and tell me if you want me to continue this. Remember the RRC(Rate and review cycle):

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