Liar's Tongue
Chapter 1-Rumors
The morning sunlight poured into the classroom and laid itself gently on a young girl's cheek. Her teal eyes stared languidly at the chalkboard that was riddled with white lines curled into strange shapes. Her ears could not bear the droning croak of the middle aged man wearing a pair of wired glasses that nearly filled the size of the classroom, but her ears seemed to detect something else...something warm and inviting...a voice of which her name flowed like water without difficulty. It was the voice of a mature woman who was all too familiar to her. The voice had belonged to-
"MIKU!"
The distracted girl jolted with her face written in shock then was erased to show a blank sheet of annoyance.
'What in fuck's name did this prick want?' she thought indignantly.
"Yes, sir?" she asked.
"Will you please answer the problem, so we can move onto the next lesson?" he asked impatiently.
She sighed irritably, causing a pink-haired girl to chuckle silently beside her, her long hair bouncing lightheartedly as she did. Her sapphire eyes that were brimming with life squinted humorously into soft frowns. Luka Megurine was her name. She was quite well-known around the school, too, since her father was the founder of the district. Megurine High. A school impregnated with a thousand studious students like Luka, while the other half, including Miku, could not give enough fucks to go around. Nothing really-
"TO-DAY, MIKU!" bellowed the teacher.
The two girls jolted from his thundering voice, eyes widening with shock, but somehow the sight of his face that was angrily twisted into a red snot rag excited them, tempting to make him even more impatient. Miku knew that Luka was enjoying this mini performance and smirked triumphantly. Her smile then faded when she faced the chalkboard; she did not care if she got it wrong. At least she got an audience.
"Is it x=2?" she asked indifferently.
The man huffed.
"I dunno. Is it?"
A rush of irritation brewed within her boiling blood.
"I dunno. You're the math teacher, aren't you, dickhead?"
Astounded awes erupted from the once quiet classroom while Luka threw her head back and howled fits of laughter. Clamors buzzed around the classroom like bees, some sitting with everlasting gapes carved into their mouths, imitating surprised statues, and a few who actually adored the blowhard of a teacher and criticized her actions as "idiotic" or "reckless." The snap of the white chalk was heard as well as a brutal screech from the powdered stick as it was forced inti the bed of the metal chalk holder. Every student, even Luka, snapped their heads towards the chalkboard to find their ridiculed teacher's face wrinkled with angry creases like a damp towel. His face took on the hue of a cherry so damn red that everyone thought molten lava would sputter, cough, and vomit through every available hole he was born with. Streams of sweat were now hurrying past his eyes and his nose as he stalked towards the grinning girl who remained unfazed. She made sure that her eyes met with the livid man's.
"Get out," he seethed, " now."
"Mmmm, nope!" she answered innocently and stuck her tongue out playfully.
"OUT! NOW!" he roared.
As if it had been eavesdropping, the bell had suddenly interrupted the nice conversation with its trill, commanding the students to go to their next classes. Miku chuckled at the astounded man, simply packed her supplies into her bag, and slung it over her shoulder.
"If you insist," she said and tried to walk off, but the teacher yanked her by her black tie, forcing her to turn around and face his grisly expression.
"You listen to me, young lady. You will NOT, and I repeat, NOT make me look like a fool when I am teaching. Do I make myself clear?" he growled lowly.
"Sure thing!" she replied brightly.
Veins bulged from his neck. He was absolutely pissed that he was unable to pour at least a small drop of fear into her. It just burned him right to his balls that he could not have total control over her...and she just chuckled that cocky chuckle.
"YES, SIR, OR NO, SIR?!"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Takayama," she said with false sweetness in her voice.
He glares at her with his loathing eyes and loosened his grip from her tie. Slowly, she backed away from him and, to get the last laugh, straightened her tie in front of him and proceeded to walk out of the classroom, her smirk unwavering.
"Hey, bitch!" a young girl's voice rang.
Miku turned her head to see two blonde twins, one boy and one girl, walking towards her. Their ocean eyes, similar to Luka's, gleamed with child-like innocence while their gleeful smiles beamed. The tealette smiled back and looked at the young twins.
"Hey, Len. Hey, Fucker- I mean, Rin," Miku jokingly corrected.
Rin laughed in response. Miku had been friends with the siblings since they were in kindergarten. The young teal girl was sitting on a lone swing gazing at the distant sky, until Rin pushed her off and nearly broke her nose.
"Move it, doody-head," the tyrannical girl demanded and clambered onto the swing.
"Rin!" Len cried, rushing to Miku's aid. "A-Are you all-"
"Hey, buttface!" Miku snapped.
She stood up, dusted herself off, and approached her.
"Get off! I was on there first!"
"Not anymore."
"I said get off!"
She pressed her hands against her shoulders in an attempt to pry her off, but Rin clenched her hands tightly around the chain.
"No!"
Miku ran behind her, grasped the swing's chain, and pulled herself up to push her off with her feet.
"Get the fuck off the damn swing!"
"You get the fuck off the damn chain, you monkey!"
"Go to hell!"
A whistle screamed at the bickering girls, and they winced. They feared that they were surely in for it now.
"Miku! Rin! Go stand at the fence!" a teacher yelled.
Reluctantly, they hopped off the swing and trotted to the wall of wired steel where she banished them. Miku and Rin turned and was forced to watch the children enjoy their freedom...intense envy rise and stirred within Rin.
"This is all your motherfucking fault," she murmured.
Miku shifted her appalled eyes to her.
"My fault?! You're the fucker who pushed me off the swing!"
"Oh, so now I'm the fucker?"
"Well, I don't see any other fucker here, do you?"
"Unless you're talking about yourself, fucker."
"You fucker."
"Fucker!"
"Fucker!"
"Fucker!"
The two girls continued to brawl with using their weapons being "fucker." Their argument swelled into a volume loud enough to attract an audience full of curious kids. The audience looked on in awe but gaped in shock as a few last words shook the playground.
"YOU GIGANTIC, PISS-POOR MOTHERFUCKER!" they yelled in unison.
The jovial voices of children have now ceased except the rapid treading of Len's footsteps. He made his way to the front of the crowd and approached his sister and Miku.
"Guys, we should really get outta here befor-"
"YOU THREE! GO INSIDE, AND GET YOUR SLEEPING MATS, NOW!" berated the same teacher.
Silence sat between the twins and the twin-tailed girl as they studied the yellow ceiling listlessly. Anger puddled around Miku and Rin while Len bored his eyes into the smooth surface until laughter emerged from his lips. Mystified, Miku glanced down to her feet where he was, and Rin looked next to him, truly worried that his sanity had left him. The girls rose their eyes to each other's, mouths gradually curving into smiles, snickered, and an eruption of laughter flooded the room. Tears sprang from Rin's eyes as her face became humorously red, and Miku was on the verge of pissing herself. After a couple of minutes of hysterical outbursts, the three quieted into chuckles and sighs.
"You said your name's Miku, right?" the blonde girl asked.
Miku nodded.
"I'm Rin Kagamine, and that's my brother, Len."
The children knew that a bond had been created, but how? Well, by using the word "fuck" of course! Oh, those sailor-mouthed kids were just fucking perfect pals for each other.
"So," the present Rin continued, "I'm sure you guys know Luka Megurine, or as Miku calls her, the Goddess of Megurine High."
Miku threw her an annoyed look.
"You know damn well I don't call her that, you cunt."
"Yeah, but your boner seems to agree with me."
Rin pointed at the bulging lump under the her black skirt that was begging to be touched. Immediately, she hid it with her hands and blushed.
"Rin, you fuckface!"
"What It's not my fault that you want Luka's hungry mouth all over your throbbing cock. Her hands grabbing at your trembling thighs to make you stop squirming just as her bottom lip can graze against the tip of your-"
"ALL RIGHT! I GET IT!" Miku and Len shouted in unison, holding their stiff members tightly.
Rin chuckled as if she took pride in arousing them.
"But what I'm saying might be true," she said.
Miku and Len gave her flummoxed gazes. Rin looked at them with a similar expression until realization greeted her face.
"You guys seriously haven't heard about the rumors? Rumor has is that," she motioned the two to huddle closer," Luka is the school's slut."
Irritation pricked at Miku's heart, her eyebrows furrowing at her. How could her best friend say that about her crush? Rin could see that her companion seemed hurt and decided to appease her.
"I'm not saying it's true. I'm just saying that's what I heard," she assured.
Miku lifted her eyes.
"Well, who started it?" she asked.
"Hmmm...not sure, but I heard some girl's talking about her. From what I've heard, she only does oral. Not doggystyle. Not missionary. Strictly oral."
A hint of sexual curiosity tugged at Miku's interest. She allowed herself to paint an image of the pinkette, kneeling in front of her with that enticing smile playing with those lips of hers. Her crystalline eyes looked up at the other girl whose cock was now eager to plunge inside that torrid, wet, and patient mouth. Miku froze when she felt her hands wrap themselves around her thighs just below the hem of her skirt. They gently glided upwards to the top of her panties, hooked themselves around its elastic, fabricated waistband, and peeled them down to her ankles to reveal her hard member. Luka chuckled and placed her hands in her waist. A whimper drew from Miku as she felt her close the distance between her and the sensitive head...
"Hnnn..." moaned Miku.
The twins flashed her strange expressions, but Rin's intuitions were sharp.
"Ahhh, thinkin' about-"
"Shut the fuck up, Rin," ordered Miku.
A/N: still pretty new to but getting the hang of it...anyways ch. 2 will be updated soon! Actually it's already in progress, so...yep!
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