A/N: I am so busy with school but yet again, I was able to make another fan fiction. This was supposed to be just another oneshot, but since I feel it wouldn't be enough, why not make it a short novel? LenxMiku story incorporated with ideas from some well known novels I read. One of the novels I read made the most impact on this story, so just go ahead and guess what novel it was. For now, enjoy and don't forget to review. ^^
This story is dedicated to Kazusa_Mizu25 and chise richio, my kouheis/imootos, who patiently read my hideous drafts. ^^
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WHISPERS OF AN ANGEL
A Vocaloid Fanfiction
LEN
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If only I could find the strength to take another deep breath. If I could, then I'd scream to the heavens to give me justice, to take me now and as soon as possible.
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I was becoming impatient. I couldn't take this pain anymore, yet I was dying an impeccably slow death.
I lay motionless on the marble floor. I was weak. I was helpless. I was covered with bruises and scars. My voice was choked up by sobbing and any word that would come out of my mouth would just turn into a faint whimper. All I can do is cry with my bloodshot eyes.
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In the cold winter's night, the voice of someone I don't know is ringing in my head.
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[1: ME VERSUS THE WORLD]
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"Hey, wake up you sleepyhead."
A tiny high-pitched voice whispered against my ear. I opened my eyes to check who was making that irritating sound. I rolled over the bed to face the window wall which was still pitch black like the night. No one was there. I rolled over again to see the nightstand. The small gray digital clock on top of it read half-past five in the morning. I rolled halfway this time to check in front of me. Nope, no one is there.
I felt my eyelids getting heavy again. I felt like I needed more sleep. So I curled up with a pillow in my arms and shut my eyes closed.
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"WAKE UP!"
I nearly fell off the bed as the voice got louder this time. It was ear shattering. The explanation for it all was that my twin sister, Rin, was using a megaphone at me.
"LEN, WAKE UP NOW!"
"Sheesh, I'm up! Why do you have to use that freaking megaphone?" I moaned as I got down the bed and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
Rin striked a haughty pose and flipped her short, yellow hair to the side. She had developed the habit of doing that every time she got her way. It irritated me so much, since she always does that. Simply put, she always got her way. As for me, well, even sleeping without a megaphone shoved in my ear seemed impossible.
"That doesn't matter," she insisted.
"It doesn't matter, right? So I'll just go to bed," I said as I plopped my head against the cushion.
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"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" She cried again through the megaphone. This time, she pinched my ear and pulled me up. Now my ears are severed inside and out.
"I should be asking you that question," I muttered.
"Just hurry up, slowpoke. Can you get any faster?" She commanded.
That's also another habit of hers, by the way. She keeps pushing me around like I am her servant or something. In fact, she does that to everybody. That is why everyone calls her Rin "the Spoiled Brat" Kagamine.
As to why I am I obeying almost her every wim, I had no other choice. You don't know what Rin can do to me. She'd punch me, kick me, push me off the stairs, and the worst of all... eat my supply my bananas.
So here I go, Len "the sleepy and tortured Twin Brother of the Spoiled Brat" Kagamine, dragging his feet across the floor and followed after my evil sister to the door.
My sister and I resided in a nameless integrated dormitory for the past few years. It wasn't the most decent shelter, considering that the rooms were cramped, there was often no reception, and when it rains, the ceiling would leak in the wrong places; but it was closest thing we had for a home. As long as we had a home, then that's good enough for me.
We knew everybody else who live here, too.
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CRASH!
In a blink of an eye, broken glass and pieces of splintered wood were sent flying in every direction in front of us. To my surprise, something was able to make a large hole in the wall and knock a door down.
… Let me correct myself. It was a person.
"You useless old man! When will you learn?" A young red headed girl yelled. Her arms were folded across her chest as she let out a scary aura. She glowered towards a blue haired man that she just launched into the wall.
"But Meiko, my dear, I just took in thirty-two bottles," the man said in a lugubrious air. It looked like he was drunk. Very drunk.
"THIRTY-TWO BOTTLES?" Meiko- the red head- let out in disbelief. "You had thirty-two bottles? Kaito, are you out of your mind? Do you realize that you are just wasting precious money with that stupidity you are doing?"
Kaito- the drunken man- didn't respond anything more than a stupor laugh. That pissed her off and made her throw a chair at him.
"Get a life!" She yelled before storming away.
When she had gone, there was an uncomfortable silence.
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Meiko and Kaito were childhood friends who later fell in love with each other and got married eventually. They used to be a very happy couple until Kaito started getting drunk each and every night. The reason why he does that? No one knows for sure. What I am sure of is that Meiko doesn't like it one bit. And to make matters worse, Meiko has an unbelievably short temper. So this becomes a normal situation each and every day. Pretty much everyone got used to it.
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Kaito sat up and noticed that Rin and I were close. He placed his hand on his head. "I messed up again, haven't I?" He asked me.
He had been asking that question for years now, yet nothing I ever say works. So I didn't know what to say to him.
Rin, however, had a lot to say.
"Yeah, you messed up again. Look at what you have done! You just had to break the wall-"
"Meiko-san threw him through the wall-" I corrected her.
"-But if he wasn't drunk again, then Meiko-san wouldn't have had to throw him to the wall and cause this huge mess." She corrected me.
I scratched my head. "Rin, when did you start minding? You didn't have a problem with this before," I asked her.
"I had a problem with it now since I am going to be stepping on this," she cried as she pointed to the floor which was now covered with splinters and broken glass.
I scratched my head again. "If you have a problem with that, then go and sweep that off. There's a broom somewhere in the stock room."
"I don't want to. You go do it yourself."
For the third time, I scratched my head again. "Why can't you do it?"
"That's too much work for me," she reasoned out. "I might get hurt or something."
Face palm. My sister can be so unreasonable at times.
"Get moving, would 'ya? We have places to go. Chop chop." She commanded.
"What places?" I asked, confused. "You haven't even told me where we were going."
"Fix this mess first, and then I'll tell you."
"But-" I started, but she held her hand up to my face before I could say another word.
I was just lucky that before I could even take another step, a violet long-haired man came over.
"Ah! It's such a mess here," he said. At the sight of the shattered glass and splinters of wood, he immediately brought out a pair of disposable gloves and a small garbage bag from his pocket and started picking up the pieces one by one. As he did, he had a disgusted and flabbergasted look.
Rin let out a relieved sigh. "It's about time you got here, Kamui Gakupo-san," she said rudely.
"You should thank me for this," Gakupo shot back as he picked up a large chunk with his pincher. "I shouldn't be doing this because of all the germs that might contaminate me. But I can't afford anymore mess."
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By the way, I haven't told you guys that Gakupo-the violet haired man- has that thing you call 'Obsessive Cleaning Disorder.' For those who don't know what OCD is, it is a disorder wherein a person is obsessed with cleaning.
Duh.
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Sometimes I feel guilty because we take advantage of this habit of his. We often leave him to do the cleaning for us. But he doesn't mind, really. He seems to be too preoccupied with cleaning to even bother.
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"Hey, Rin. Have you told your brother about it?" Gakupo suddenly said, drifting me away from my thoughts.
I looked at both of them dumbly confused. "What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I wanted Luka-sama to tell him," Rin told Gakupo, completely ignoring me.
"Hey, what's going on? What is she going to tell me?" I was getting more and more confused.
"Go ask her yourself," Gakupo told me.
I felt a sudden surge of fear. What did Luka want to tell me that they didn't?
"I have to go," I excused myself from the three of them.
"Where are you going?" Rin demanded.
"To Luka-sama," I said.
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"I'm right over here," a voice behind me said.
I turned around to see a a woman with statuesque figure clad in a housekeeping apron. She was standing strong, firm and poised with her arms on her waist. She resembled that of a mighty high-rank officer from the military, someone in higher authorities, or a powerful ruler, perhaps.
But no. It's something else.
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Ah. That's right. She resembles a mother. That's the word.
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In fact, she WAS one herself. Yes, you heard me right. Was.
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"Here we go again, Kaito-kun. How many times should Meiko kill you before you finally learn?" she began, all business. "And Rin, would you at least help Ga-kun clean up. Ga-kun, that's enough cleaning for now."
"But Luka-sama-" Rin, Kaito, and Gakupo pleaded at the same time, then Luka gave them this scary glare that sent shivers to the spine. Immediately, everything went kaput. They did what they were told to do and started scrambling.
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After a long moment, of silence, I had to go say something. "Luka-sama-" I said.
"I know what you are going to ask me," she interrupted me before I could possibly say something very stupid. "Go get dressed. We are going to the hospital."
I was confused. "How come?"
She looked at me sternly. "Did you know what happened to Miku-n?"
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Miku? Does she mean Hatsune Miku?
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"What about her?" I asked.
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"You used to like her right?"
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Huh? What does she mean by all this? And what does Luka's last question have to do with going to the hospital?
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"Just answer the question," she snapped.
"Uhm. Yeah, I guess," I answered. And it wasn't even a lie.
In fact, Miku and I became a couple.
Sorta. Kinda. Maybe.
... Okay, the last part was a lie. Miku and I never became a couple. We were childhood friends. And I just sorta kinda like her, that's all. She's cute, adorable, cheery and funny. She's nice to everyone, too.
The only problem was that she had the case of tsundere-ness in her. So my attempts to confess to her have all gone really awry.
What happened next? I sorta gave up on her. I grew tired, anyways. I figured that it would be best if we just stay as friends.
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"So what happened to Miku-san?" I finally asked Luka.
There was a long moment of silence. I rocked my heel back and fort as I waited for her response.
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"She..."
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Luka's face was even more serious this time. I had the feeling that I wouldn't want to hear the next thing she'll say.
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"She what?" I said.
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"She died."
Thanks for reading chapter one. Please tell me how you guys like it so far. Hope I can make Chapter 2 better. Yosh! ^^