A/N: I apologize for my awful grammar again! Tsuki calls me "Facebook girl" Ha! Maybe that's why! Anyway, I got the character names because half of them are the names of the people they are based off of. Tsuki will even be in this story! Anyway, thanks for reading! Please review! ~ Hime
Okay, so it started like any other morning. I woke up, got dressed, ate breakfast and left for the bus stop. I had grabbed my mp3 player, so of course I listened to it on the bus. I didn't know what song to listen to so I picked a random one, it was "Imitation Black" I half sung along, it had always been a song I liked. So as usual, I got off the bus, hid my mp3 player, went to my locker then went to homeroom. I sat in my seat and I still had "Imitation Black" stuck in my head so I kind of hummed along. Near the middle of class I happened to glance off to the side. And there was something in the corner of my eye; it seemed to have a little bit of purple. I looked over to see what it was and to my surprise it was him; Kamui Gakupo.
I sat there stunned. Was I dreaming? You've got to be kidding me, right? A Vocaloid standing right here in my classroom? No way! This couldn't be possible! He noticed I was staring at him and he turned towards me. I think I even stopped breathing at that point. My teacher called out my name.
"Martina! Are you okay? Do you need to go to the nurse's office?"
"Uh…No, I'm fine! I just lost my breath for a minute!" I said nervously, it's not like I could say there was a guy with long purple hair standing in the corner of the room! I mean, obviously, they couldn't see him. He just kept standing there with his arms crossed. He didn't look angry, but he kind of looked annoyed. Then he said something.
"So, this is what kids do these days. Hmph. How sad." I froze again, he had that same low voice that I adored.
"What? What was I saying!" I told myself. "This guy is a pervert, right?" I sat there. I didn't know what to think. He was so good looking, he had such a wonderful voice. Then, I was even more freaked out when he said this:
"I am not a pervert! I mean, yes, I like to look at girls and their chests… but that gives you know right to call me a pervert!" He seemed to be yelling at me.
"Can he hear my thoughts?" I was still sitting there stunned when he said:
"Yes, I can. I don't know why but, I can." I finally gathered my courage and talked to him; through my mind.
"Why are you here? How come I'm the only one that can see you?" I asked, I wasn't even paying attention to class now. But, he thought for a minute then walked over to me. His face was really close to mine when he finally said:
"I'm here because you called me, only you can see me because you love me." He smiled.
"How dare you say that? Why would I ever love you!" I said in my head, I was probably blushing. He sat down next to me and said:
"Well, you said earlier that I was very good looking and that I had a wonderful voice. So, I only figured…" I glared at him.
"This guy was just as annoying as my little brother, only worse, Gakupo can read my thoughts and is a pervert." I mumbled.
"Quit calling me that!" he had a funny expression on his face so I started laughing a little, trying to stay quiet so no one else would notice.
"You're cuter when you smile, Hime-Chan." He had a gentle smile now and this time I knew I was blushing.
"Why are you calling me Hime?" I asked in my head.
"That's your name isn't it?" he asked. I was kind of shocked. I wondered how he even heard Hime being associated with me.
"No, Hime is my Fanloid's name." I told him in my head. He looked down.
"Oh," he said quietly, he looked back up at me "Well, I'm still going to call you Hime-Chan!" He had a big smile. I sighed, the bell rang and we went to the next class.