Hey guys :3 What's up? Yes, I am here with yet another new story... And it's Meito x Mikuo this time! Yay! :3 This probably won't be very long, two to three chapters at the most most likely, but eh. I hope you enjoy it all the same ^^

Disclaimer: I have no clue who owns MEITO and Hatsune Mikuo, but they aren't me.

Mikuo's P.O.V.

I yawn, flipping to the next page of my book. It's late, and I really don't want to read anymore, but I'm not in the mood to sleep. Sigh. I wonder what Meito is doing... I feel my face flush at the thought of him and shake my head, closing my book and burying my face in my arms. I am to not think about him. There's no way he returns my feelings, nor will he ever... I sigh, my thoughts wandering back to what he's doing.

"The idiot's probably drunk again..." I mumble, tossing my book carelessly off my bed. I sigh, closing my eyes. "Why do I have to be cursed with these feelings..?" I feel tears prick my eyes and blink them away. I don't want to cry over that drunken idiot, it's not worth it... I sigh again, closing my eyes and burying my face in my arms.

I'm just starting to fall asleep when I hear my bedroom door open, and look up in confusion to see none other than Meito standing there.

"... Meito... What are you doing..?" I ask, confused. Meito looks at me blankly for a moment before smiling brightly. I shriek when he suddenly jumps on me, cuddling me. "Hey, M-Meito, what are you doing!" I place my hands on his chest, trying to push him away. He really is much stronger than me though, I stand no chance. I give up, having made no process in the past minute of trying to push him off. Meito's rubbing his cheek against mine for some reason. I breathe deeply, pushing lightly against his chest again. "Meito, what are you doing?" I look up into his eyes, surprised when I see emotion in them instead of the normal drunken dullness. Although, which emotion lies within them I can't figure out.

"Mikuo, what are your feelings towards me?" I stiffen, caught off guard by his question.

"What do you mean?"

"What are your feelings towards me?" I look away from him, not replying for a moment. Why is he asking me this all of a sudden? What cruel God chose this fate for me?

"... What are your feelings towards me?" I ask instead of answering. He pauses for a moment, thinking before sighing and taking my chin between his fingers, tilting my face up towards him. I flush, confused.

"I..." He trails off, pressing a kiss to my lips. My eyes widen and I lie there, frozen. He pulls away after a second. Oh, I wish he didn't... "I love you." He murmurs. I look at him, surprised. He loves me?

"I... I love you too..." I whisper, feeling my face heat up even more. He smiles at this.

"I'm so glad..." He lies on top of me, closing his eyes. I jump, pushing lightly on his shoulder.

"Meito..?" His breathing has evened out now, and he doesn't reply. I sigh, allowing a small smile to grace my lips as I kiss his cheek gently. "Night, Meito..." I close my eyes after saying this, allowing the darkness of sleep to finally drown me.

Meito's P.O.V.

I groan, my head pounding. Fuck, I knew I shouldn't have drank so much last night. I don't even bother trying to open my eyes, and snuggle against my pillow.

... Wait a minute, this isn't my pillow. I open my eyes a crack, confused when I see a light gray colour beneath me. I take a deep breath, praying I didn't do something stupid last night and glance up slightly. I almost jump back from shock, but manage to restrain myself so as to not wake the sleeping teen beneath me.

"Damn, what did I do last night?" I mumble to myself, sitting up slightly and wincing at the stabbing pain of the head ache now starting to set in. I glance down at Mikuo, who now seems to be stirring. I brace myself for the yelling that's sure to ensue when he wakes up fully, which is sure to make my head hurt all that much worse, if any of the other people I've woken up with have taught me anything. I tilt my head slightly when he doesn't say anything. He rubs his eye sleepily, yawning. Aww, he's so cute...

"Meito..?" Ah. Here it goes. I smile weakly. I may as well jump right into it, no point beating around the bush.

"Hey kiddo, um... I really don't want to say this, but, uh... What did I do last night..?" Mikuo seems to flinch at my words. Oh, shit, did I do something bad?

"Um, you did nothing Meito..." His voice is a mere whisper; I almost don't catch him over the throbbing in my head. I frown slightly. I know I've done something now.

"Are you sure..? I seem to have done something." He nibbles on his lower lip, shaking his head.

"I'm sure." I sigh.

"Well, alright, if you're sure... I'm gonna go get something for this headache, 'kay? I'll see you later..." I lean forward to kiss his forehead gently, climbing off his bed carefully and walking out of the room, closing the door behind me. Oh, what horrible mistake have I made now?

Mikuo's P.O.V.

I sniffle when I hear the door close, allowing the tears I'd been holding back before to flow steadily down my cheeks.

"H-He doesn't remember... W-what if he didn't mean it? What am I going to do?" I bury my face in my hands, sobbing. Why does this have to happen to me? Why do I have to be in love with someone who's normally too drunk to remember his own birthday! I punch my headboard, wincing at the pain and cradling my hand against my chest. Okay, hitting hard objects, bad idea. I look down at my hand, hoping I didn't punch hard enough to bruise.

When the pain diminishes a little I release my hand, plopping face-first into my pillow. "Meito..." I sniffle, placing my arms under my pillow and clutching it to my face. Oh, I wish this had never happened. Why did Meito have to come last night..? I sigh, pressing the pillow closer to my face. I continue to cry silently, not caring that my pillow is getting soaked from the tears.

So, yeah, for those of you who have read some of my other stories, you'll notice that this one is slightly different. How, one might ask. Well, this one is written in first person. I normally write in third person, in fact I'm almost one hundred percent sure that all my stories on fanfiction are written in third person. This, however, is not. Reason being I've wanted to practice writing in first person. So, yeah, this is one of my first times writing in first person, and in actual story format too. So, yeah, reviews would be greatly appreciated so I could know how I did, and I'll try to have the second chapter up as soon as possible. Thanks guys, bye~