A/N: Hi! So, this is my OliLen fanfiction because there are so few of them! I have no idea why, Banana Boat is my favorite Vocaloid ship! So, I decided to do something about the small number of OliLen fics! (If you're an OliLen shipper, you should do something about it too!) Enjoy!

Oliver looked up at the daunting mansion before him and gulped. I-it's huge... He walked up a couple of steps and onto a platform in front of the large door. He gathered the willpower he needed, poised to ring the doorbell, and took a deep breath... His hand moved shakily forward, and-

BAM! The door slammed open and Oliver jumped backwards in terror with a yelp. He stumbled and fell down the three steps that he had climbed to get to the door and groaned on the ground.

"Oh my god! Are you ok?" A boy with bright blue eyes hurried to Oliver's side and Oliver scooted away from him with a look of fear in his singular golden eye, clutching his own ankle.

Len frowned as he took in the young boy's bandages. Len wondered what had happened to him. He seemed scared... "It's ok..." Len said, stepping towards him again.

Oliver didn't try to scoot away again, but instead looked up at him a bit shockedly.

"L-len Kagamine..." He recognized him now, and Oliver couldn't believe it! Len Kagamine! THE Len Kagamine was standing in front of him! Oliver had admired Len for as long as he could remember. Len was his inspiration. Whenever Oliver's parents were cruel, Len's music cheered him up. Len gave Oliver reason to live and keep going. Len was the reason why Oliver was the newest Vocaloid.

Len blinked. "Ah, you know me already."

"Y-yes..." How could I not?

Len looked at the already-bandaged ankle Oliver was cradling. "Are you hurt?" he asked, concerned.

Oliver looked away. "It's not a big deal... M-my ankle was already injured..."

Len couldn't help but notice how cute Oliver was... He was like a little deer. He spoke quietly and with a British accent. His bandages were endearing and made him look childish and innocent and his cute sailor's outfit suited him. His golden eye was shining and lively and his hair fell against his pale face just right... Wait, what?! I did NOT just think that...! A deer?! What the actual heck?! Stop it, Len! Focus!

"Still, come in," Len said, extending his hand towards Oliver. Oliver grinned and took his hand gratefully and Len pulled him up with a slight blush. Oliver was so happy to be here, meeting Len! As soon as Oliver put weight on his ankle though, he let out a short cry of pain and hopped off of it, clutching Len's arm for balance.

"A-ah...! Sorry, Len-sama! That really hurts though..."

-Sama? Is that really necessary? I know we just met, but even so, just -san is plenty for me... Len thought.

"It's fine, don't be sorry! Let's just get you inside..." Len said, steadying Oliver and leading him inside the Vocaloid mansion.

Oliver gasped, looking around his surroundings in awe. "It's so beautiful!" he breathed, gazing at the large and fancy entry room. It even SMELLED fancy, like some sort of expensive flowery perfume.

Len smiled. If this is his reaction to the ENTRY HALL, wait 'till he sees the rest of the house!

Oliver let himself be lead by Len into another room. This one was ENORMOUS! He didn't even have words to describe it! He merely stood with his mouth agape. His gaze swept across elegant white furniture, a golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and fluffy white carpet. All of it was perfect... It was like a dream house, for surely no real house was this extravagant...

Len looked at Oliver's cute expression and felt his heart beat a bit faster. Oliver's eyes were glassy and wide and his lips were parted in amazement, his delicate blond hair falling around his face from underneath his cute sailor's hat... I h-have to stop thinking like this... Len thought, distracting himself by guiding Oliver over to a pure white couch, but Len couldn't shake a little bit of pride and satisfaction that clung to him, though. It was HIS house that elicited that wonder from Oliver...

Oliver stopped in front of the couch, staring at it strangely. Len blinked at him. "Aren't you going to sit?"

Oliver blushed. "I-it doesn't feel right..." He didn't want to sit on it, even though that's what it was made for. He felt that is was so pretty that it should be displayed rather than used. He felt out of place... He didn't feel worthy of the fancy furniture. He wasn't used to luxury.

Len looked at him oddly. "Don't be silly, just sit," he said.

Not wanting to disobey Len, Oliver sat down without further argument, though he still felt uncomfortable doing so.

Len settled next to him on the couch and lifted Oliver's foot.

Even though he tried to stay quiet, Oliver couldn't keep a whimper of pain from escaping his lips.

Len glanced up at him and began removing Oliver's bandages to assess his ankle. "How did you get these injuries?" Len asked in an attempt to make small talk.

Oliver's face flushed. "O-oh... I, uh... W-well, I d-don't really like talking about it..."

Len blushed. Oh crap, I upset him. "Oh, sorry! I understand!" Len was even more curious as to how Oliver had received his injuries now, though.

Oliver nodded slowly. "I-it's okay."

Len tried to think of something else to say as he struggled to untie the knot on the bandage. "Oh! What's your name, by the way?" Len asked, finally thinking of something.

Oliver suddenly realized he hadn't introduced himself. How rude! And I wanted to impress Len, too... But wait, shouldn't he know who I am?

"My name is Oliver... I'm the new Engloid," Oliver explained in that quiet voice of his.

"Really? Boss didn't say anything to me about it... how strange..."

Oliver looked down at his hands on his lap. "I see. I apologize for not introducing myself earlier, I thought you might know..." Stupid Oliver, of course he wouldn't know... Len Kagamine isn't and shouldn't be bothered about a silly boy like myself, I'm not important...

Just then, Len managed to untie the knot on Oliver's bandage. The cloth fell off Oliver's leg and Len frowned. "Oh, jeez..."

Oliver looked over at his ankle and frowned as well. It was extremely red and swollen and had a large black and blue mark over the bone. It got worse, Oliver thought.

Len stood up and walked out of the room without another word. Oliver helplessly watched him leave. Where's he going...?

A moment later, Len returned with an ice pack and a first-aid kit. Oliver smiled slightly as Len sat down on the couch again.

Len had a focused look on his face as he smeared a cool gel on the swollen area. Oliver winced at the sting and Len shot him an apologetic glance. Len put the ice pack on Oliver's ankle next, and Oliver sighed in pleasure.

"Ah... That feels great..."

Len blushed slightly and ducked his head a little so his bangs obscured his pink-tinted cheeks. He secured the ice pack with a fresh bandage and sighed.

"There, all done," Len said.

Oliver smiled at him shyly. "Thanks, Len-sama...!"

Len blushed again at the cute little smile and compliment. "Ah, you don't need to call me -sama... I know you probably just came here from England, so you might not know..."

Oliver frowned thoughtfully. "I thought -sama is used for someone you greatly admire and respect, right?"

Len nodded.

"Well, then I'm using the right one, right? I-is there another one I should use instead?"

Len blushed. Is he saying that he greatly admires and respects me...? "Uh, well, -sama's a bit much..."

"Oh, sorry, if you don't like it...! Um, what should I call you then?"

"Well, everyone usually just calls me Len, or maybe Len-kun..." Actually, everyone else just says Len... Len was a bit ashamed because he only suggested Len-kun because he thought it would be cute to hear Oliver to say... He didn't know why he was acting so weird, he liked girls! Girls!

Oliver's eyes widened slightly. "I would be honored to call you one of those... Len-kun!" Oliver smiled, tasting the new name. Len had put emphasis on Len-kun, so Oliver figured that's what Len preferred for him to use. "Len-kun!"

Len blushed and smiled and was about to say something when Miku stuck her head inside the room. "Hey, Le- Who's that?!" she asked, looking at Oliver, her eyes glistening.

Oliver's face flushed. "M-miku-san! It's a pleasure to m-meet you... My name is Oliver, and I'm the new Engloid...?" Oliver introduced himself awkwardly. Len noticed with satisfaction that he had used -san rather than -sama for Miku. His satisfaction dissipated quickly, though, when Miku hugged Oliver suddenly.

"Really?! Aw, he's so cute~!"

Oliver blushed deeply and stuttered incoherently a bit. An angry red blush appeared on Len's face as he looked at them. Damn Miku! Wait, why am I upset? I-I'm totally not jealous or anything...

Miku grinned and pulled out of the hug. Oliver smiled back at her shyly, obviously a bit flustered. Len frowned. Stop smiling at her like that!

"Aww!~" Miku cooed. "Hang on, the others just HAVE to see you, Ollie!" Miku scurried out of the room.

OLLIE?! Len thought, enraged. Oliver was blushing furiously and looking nervous to meet the others, pulling at the sleeves of his coat anxiously.

Len fumed until Miku returned with a pack of assorted Vocaloids behind her. "This is Oliver, everyone!~" All of the others smiled politely or made comments about how cute he was.

Oliver looked like a deer caught in headlights. "I- Uh... C-... Th..." Oliver froze, obviously intimidated by the large amount of Vocaloids all staring at him. Len felt another surge of anger at Miku for making him anxious like that by bringing them all out at once.

The others chuckled at Oliver's stuttering. "Aww, he's shy!"

Oliver blushed deeply and looked on humiliatedly as they laughed. Are they laughing at me?

Len looking at Oliver's expression and hearing them all keep going on despite his obvious discomfort was pissing Len off and he was finding difficulty restraining himself at that point. "Will you all SHUT UP!" Len exploded suddenly.

They all grew silent and stared at Len in shock.

"L-len-kun...?" Oliver questioned meekly, broken from his frozen state but very shaken by the shouting.

Rin smirked. "You let him call you Len-kun?" Some of them began giggling again and Len lost his temper, sick of both Miku and Rin now, and grabbed Oliver's wrist and lead him out of the room.

Oliver was frightened by Len and worried that he was angry with him. Oliver had messed up, after all, choking up like that... And should he not be calling him Len-kun after all?

When they reached the kitchen, Len felt a gentle tug from Oliver, who was trying to pull his arm back. "P-pease stop, it hurts..."

Len turned around, remembering Oliver's ankle wound. He felt so stupid for dragging him around like that now.

"I'm sorry..." Len said, releasing Oliver.

"I-... It's fine... W-what happened back there?"

Len shook his head and sighed. "I'm sorry about them if they made you uncomfortable..."

Oliver nodded. "S-so... A-are you m-mad at me...?" He stuttered, looking at the ground.

Len was taken aback. "Of course not, why would you think tha..." Len trailed off as he heard Oliver sniffle and saw tears in his eye. Wha-...?

Len stepped toward Oliver. "I- I'm sorry, Oliver, I-..." He stopped again, even more confused, when Oliver looked up at him with a smile.

"Th-thank goodness! I thought you were angry with me...!" Len was shocked into silence as Oliver hugged him. Len slowly lifted his arms and patted his back awkwardly.

Oliver didn't know what he would have done if Len was angry... He needed Len's acceptance so badly it hurt. If Len ever hated him... Oliver didn't even want to think about it.

Oliver looked up at Len with a teary smile. "Thank you, Len-kun," he said.

Len smiled and carefully wiped the tears out from underneath Oliver's good eye and Oliver grinned even brighter.

Just then, Miku and Rin walked in. "Le-..." Miku broke off when they saw the scene before them: Oliver and Len embracing and looking at each other lovingly and Len tenderly wiping away Oliver's tears. "Oh..." Rin said awkwardly.

Len immediately jolted away from Oliver, both blushing furiously. "Y- yes?" Len asked.

"We were just talking and wanted to apologize... We're sorry if we made you uncomfortable, Oliver..." Rin said awkwardly.

"I-it's ok..." Oliver replied quietly.

"Well, we'll just leave now...!" Miku said, dragging Rin out of the room. Both were eager to get out of the awkward situation as soon as possible. "Yeah, bye!" Rin called as they left.

Len glanced at Oliver, both of them still blushing like mad. Len scratched his head uncomfortably and after a moment of silence he decided that food was the best answer and fixed them up some lunch.

The rest of the day, Oliver had gotten along reasonably well with the other Vocaloids, but never left Len's side until it was time for bed and they all went to their separate rooms. Oliver didn't have many things, just a small bag with a few essentials, so unpacking wasn't much of a problem.

That night, Len lay awake in his bed, thinking. Len couldn't get Oliver out of his mind. He was so cute and shy... Len felt felt a need to protect him and love him. LOVE HIM?! I don't love him! It's not even possible, we've only known each other for a day... But then, why do I feel jealous when he talks to others? Why can't I stop thinking about him like this even though we're both gu-

Len's train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a noise. Len paused and listened closely. He heard some shuffling, but he couldn't really tell what it was... A scream broke through the night, causing Len's eyes to widen in shock and fear.

Oliver!

A/N: Alright, sorry if it wasn't very good! I started writing this late and worked on it for a while, and now it's 4 am as I'm posting this... I'm going to write the second chapter tomorrow! Also, I have no plot planned for this story, I'm just writing with the flow. So sorry if it gets weird or anything. Thank you! Bye!