This is a story I'm working on the sideline of writing my other story. It was an interesting plot I thought of and decided to go with it.

Hope you guys enjoy the first chapter~

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Delinquent Life

Chapter One – How'd this happen?

Prologue

My name is Kagamine Len. I'm basically your average misunderstood teenager, however with only one slight difference; I take joy in fighting. And before you go and assume that I'm some punk who enjoys picking fights with random people, then you're wrong. Boxing, Karate, Taekwondo, Muay thai, and many other sports are the things I'd usually get my thrills from, official matches of course. I've been taking classes starting at a young age and it seemed I was some sort of prodigy. When I'd learn a new martial art I'd have it mastered within half a year.

Near the end of middle school simply sparring wasn't enough for me. I tried participating in tournaments but the restriction of only using one fighting style bound my ability to move freely. I'd usually end up getting disqualified for using illegal moves in my matches. After a while I entered high school and I ended up giving up on finding means to brawl. I reluctantly decided to live a normal high school life, figuring I could try and make some friends, at the least. However, since I spent most of my childhood at a gym and barely ever socialized with others I didn't know how to approach my fellow classmates.

One time I thought I had found a perfect opportunity to make a friend, oh but was I wrong. On my way home from school I noticed a boy, who was wearing the same uniform as I was, being bullied by a group of delinquents. Finding the perfect opportunity to let out some pent up stress and make a friend at the same time, this was basically getting 2 birds with 1 stone. Heroically, I charged at the group of delinquents who were at the time grabbing onto the boy's collar, and beat them up almost instantly. They stumbled and staggered away shouting baseless curses at me as they did. I triumphantly made my way towards the boy with a grin on my face, trying to make him feel reassured. However, I didn't realize how awkward I still was at the time and didn't notice that my grin looked more like a menacing smirk. The boy shrunk back even further and had a look of dread. He pleaded for me to show him mercy and threw his wallet at me. Before I could even react, the boy had already ran a block and rounded a corner. I swore he could have been on the track team with that speed.

The following days were horrible. It seemed a rumor had started to spread throughout the school, saying that I was some crazy berserking delinquent, who pummeled everyone in his path. No matter how much I tried to convince people otherwise, they'd be too scared and run away before I could even explain. The fact that I was naturally blonde and had blue eyes didn't really help my case much either. It probably wouldn't have mattered in any other non-asian country like America or the UK, but Japan doesn't have that much diversity in hair colors in school.

Eventually, I grew more frustrated by people avoiding me all the time and came to a decision; if they think I'm a delinquent then so be it. Ever since then I become even more unsociable, knowing that people were afraid of me just annoyed me further. I would occasionally glare at people and wouldn't participate in any group activities. The latter was because I didn't want to be a hindrance to that group. You can't get much done when you're in a room with the person you're afraid of. Despite my act as a delinquent, I would never get to the point where I'd harass students; I was only a delinquent by name after all.

I would never admit it myself, but being treated like an outcast could make a person lonely. I guess I was already used to being alone since I'd always spend my time at a dojo or a gym instead of hanging out with friends, but it was quiet. It felt like my vocal cords would shrivel up because of my lack of use of it. There was, however, one benefit from all this; life was peaceful. People wouldn't try to needlessly bother me or get on my nerves all the time. This was my life; no matter how inconvenient it may have turned out I'll just have to bear with it till I graduate.

Little did I know, my daily peaceful delinquent life was going for a big change.

Len POV

"Hey, that's the delinquent boy." A girl whispered to her friend as they walked by.

"Really? I heard he beat up 5 kids at once." The other girl said in exaggeration.

"No way! He looks so scary!" she said, feigning fright.

I can hear you I sneered in annoyance.

"Kya~ He looked at us!" one of the girls shrieked and hurried off with the other girl at her side.

"Tch" I clicked my tongue in irritation and made my way to class.

"Did you guys hear?" a group of kids were chatting in the corner of the class. They were near my desk so I was able to overhear their conversation.

"What is it?" one of the girls asked curiously.

"I heard there's going to be a transfer student tomorrow." The boy said excitingly.

This caught my attention, so I craned my neck slightly in order to hear better.

"Oh, is it a girl or a boy?" a guy asked, emphasizing the 'girl'.

"No one knows yet! The teachers wouldn't tell us, so we'll have to wait till tomorrow!" the boy told them.

"I hope the transfer student is some cute boy!" a girl said dreamily.

The conversation went on about what gender everyone wanted the transfer student to be. Losing interest at this point, I went back to absent mindedly sitting at my desk.

"Heya Len." An obnoxious voice called out to me.

"Hm?" I turned to face the blunette.

His name was Shion Kaito. I'm not sure if you can call him my friend, but he was the only person that could approach me without getting scared. The first time we met was out on the streets. It was during the summer and I was taking a walk through town and I had just gotten out of the dojo, so I bought myself a vanilla flavored ice cream, since it tastes similar to bananas. Suddenly, the blunette appeared out of nowhere and automatically started to talk to me as if we were on friendly terms. He claimed that anyone who likes ice cream can't be a bad person. It wasn't bad talking to someone the same age as me after a long time, since up till now I've probably only had conversations with teachers and the trainers at the dojos I've attended. They probably weren't my only conversations, but they were the only ones I could recall at the time. Since then Kaito would always approach me at school now as well. However, his addiction to ice cream caused most of our conversations to revolve around it. It was okay at first, but as time passed it got tedious and it started to annoy me.

"Did you have lunch yet?" he asked.

"Yeah, I got some bread at the school store." I answered curtly and showed him the bread in my hand.

"Oh, then do you mind if we eat together?" He lifted his bento up so he could show me, as if I needed the visual confirmation as to whether if he had food or not.

"Yes." I replied bluntly.

"Alright then!" Kaito grinned as he grabbed a chair and pulled it up to my desk.

"Wait, did you even hear what I said?!" I shouted, dumbfounded by his ignorance.

"Wow, Kaito is amazing." I heard someone comment at the other side of the class.

"I know right? He's always been eating lunch with Kagamine for a while now." The other boy said in astonishment.

"How could he eat with someone so intimidating? I probably wouldn't even be able to swallow my food." the boy shivered as he pictured it.

Infuriated, I glared at the two, making them yelp and rush out of the class in fear of what I'd do to them.

"Now now." Kaito laughed as he tried to calm me down. "They're just joking."

"Joking my ass." I sneered.

"It's because they don't understand you." he reasoned.

"And you do?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Of course!" he replied instantly.

"Says the guy who said anyone who likes ice cream is good." I laughed.

"How could a person who understands the sweet and delicate joy of ice cream be bad?" Kaito asked sternly.

"Uhm… I don't know? How about a thief who only steals ice cream?" I asked him.

"Then that thief mustn't be a bad person! He's just misunderstood!" Kaito stated.

I sweatdropped at his logic.

"Right…" I decided to drop the topic.

"Anyways." Kaito quickly brought up another topic. "What are your thoughts on the new transfer student?" he asked and looked at me as if he really wanted to know my opinion.

"I don't care." I replied indifferently.

"Oh c'mon. You aren't curious?" he persisted.

"Not a single bit." I answered candidly.

"What if the transfer student was a girl?" he asked me.

"Why would that matter?" I questioned.

"You might have a chance." Kaito nudged me with a sly smile.

"W-what?! The hell are you talking about?!" I shouted and stood abruptly from my seat. I felt like my face was brightly lit up.

The class became quiet by my sudden outburst. They were looking at me nervously as if I was going to start something. Gritting my teeth, I snorted as I took my bread and stomped out of the class. Once I had left the room the usual chatter returned and I swear I could hear Kaito chuckling.

I thought of someplace quiet to spend the rest of my lunch, so I went to the rooftop, even though it was restricted to students, I went there anyways and spent the entirety of my break there.

…

The final bell rang and homeroom ended. The class quickly dispersed. Some students leaving for their club activities, while the others left school with their friends. I, however, didn't have the choice of doing either. When I attempted to join a club the people there were always nervous around me and would try to get away from me if they had the chance, so I didn't want to be a hindrance and decided not to join. The latter option wasn't possible since I didn't have any friends in the first place. Kaito was out of the question since he was in a club already. In the end, I left school by myself with my bag over my shoulder.

As I made my way home I figured I'd look for a new dojo to sign up for, so I headed towards the center of town. Before I was able to leave the residential district, something out of the corner of my eye attracted my attention. In one of the alleyways, that could easily be missed when passing by, there was a group of 3 boys. They looked like the classic delinquents; blonde highlights, lots of gel, and piercings on their ears and lip. They appeared to be surrounding somebody. Curiosity getting the best of me, I sneaked around to listen in on what they were saying.

"So why not hang out with me and my buds?" the boy with blonde highlights inched closer to who I presume was a girl.

"Ha… I'm sorry but I'm busy." The girl sighed in annoyance.

"Don't be like that." The boy with piercings grabbed the girl by her wrist.

"Let go!" the girl shouted in an irritated tone.

"Stop struggling!" the boy with piercings barked.

I knew this would go against what I've done doing thus far, but I just couldn't sit back and watch this kind of situation occur right in front of me. "Oi, the girl said no." I stood out from the corner.

"Who the hell are you?" the boy with spiked hair turned to glare at me.

"If you don't have any business here then leave." the boy with blonde highlights sneered at me.

"I don't think that girl has any business with you guys either." I replied.

"Do you know who you're messing with?" the boy with piercings asked menacingly, trying his utmost to intimidate me.

"Nope, nor do I care." I snickered.

"Then we'll force you to remember us as the people who beat you to a pulp!" the boy with spiked hair threatened and charged at me first.

"I'd gladly see you try." I grinned at the boy that was rushing towards me.

"You little punk!" the boy sneered as he swung his fist at my face. Right before his fist could make contact with me I ducked to the right and quickly did a right jab to his neck.

"Guh!" the boy grunted as he collapsed to his knees.

The guy with piercings rushed straight after and tried to get a punch on my chest. His movement was sloppy, so I was able to easily side step his arm and pull off a solid jab on his gut. He groaned in pain as he bent down to grip his stomach. I didn't have time to rest since the remaining boy with highlights was coming towards me as well now. I kicked the guy who was still groaning in pain and sent him barreling backwards, making him collide against the boy with highlights.

"The hell…" the boy groaned as he threw the boy with piercings off of him. However, before he was able to push himself up, I put my foot on his chest and held him down. "Who are you?" the boy grunted under my foot.

"Just your average delinquent." I replied with a shrug.

He struggled under my foot for a moment and later looked up to glare up at me. However, once he had a clear look at my face his eyes popped open.

"Y-you're that Kagamine guy." the boy's voice suddenly shook with fear. "Blonde hair tied into a small knot at the back! You're him!"

"Hm? So?" I looked down at him with an eyebrow raised. He was wearing a different school uniform so I didn't expect him to know me.

"T-the demon who took on 10 guys at once and slaughtered them all…" the guy mumbled under his breath.

"Say what now?" I was taken aback by his comment. Just how far has the rumor spread… and it changed so drastically at that.

"I sincerely apologize!" the boy burst out into an apology.

"Eh?" I was dumbfounded.

"I won't cause any trouble for you again!" the boy was able to get out from underneath my foot, while I was startled, and quickly stumbled too his feet. "Please forgive us!" he shouted for mercy as he grabbed the collar of his two companions and ran off, dragging them behind him.

"… What?" I stood there absolutely stunned. It took a moment to comprehend what had just happened. "Okay then…" It's going to be hard to go around in public if more people find out about me. I grumbled inaudibly.

"Uhm…" a sudden voice behind me made me realize there was still one more other person.

I began to panic. Past experience made me realize that I shouldn't stick around after saving someone. The last thing I'd want is more rumors about me spreading even further.

"I don't need any money, so uhm… Bye!" my words stumbled on each other so it probably sounded like gibberish, but I didn't have the time to correct myself because I had already hastily ran off.

"Ah-!" the girl tried to utter something but I was already out of earshot.

…

I groaned as I fell onto my bed. Instead of going to town and looking for a new dojo, my legs instinctively carried me home. I only hope that I don't end up meeting that girl again. I do not want any more misunderstandings than I have now.

It's been over a year now since I've been labeled as a delinquent. I would try to do good deeds around the school and clear the false impression of myself. However, I found out the hard way that I was terrible at doing manual chores. The teachers would give me handouts to pass out to the students, but my hands would often fumble on the stack of papers and send them flying everywhere. At first the teachers brushed it off as a mishaps, but as time passed the teachers got angry and thought I was trying to rebel against them. Word spread quickly and added onto my rumors, practically making it known to everyone that I was a delinquent. I denied it at first, but no one would take a 'dangerous hooligan's' words seriously. In the end, I gave up. I didn't care about what people thought of me anymore as long as my reputation didn't get any worse; I'll be fine with being called a delinquent.

If given the chance I'd be glad to live a normal life… but that's just a false hope for me now. The best I can do is hope for a better tomorrow.

CHAPTER END

A/N – Well, there you go. The first chapter of my new story I'm writing. I know it may be a bit serious this chapter, but that was because of character development. Trying to think of a perfect background for Len was tough ; In the end, I think I did a decent job though and I feel pretty proud of this new story 8D

I'm trying to go back to writing more fluff in my stories so I started writing this. There may not be that much earlier on, but later in the story I promise you there will be a lot. Oh and the action thing is something fun for me to write so I made it a main thing in the story… Hope you don't mind~

Also, there is one thing I'll need if you guys want faster updates. Proofreaders!~ Since people have the tendency of thinking whatever they write to make sense… so I need other people to make sure.

So that's all I have to say for now. Feel free to leave me a review, so I know if you guys want me to continue writing more of this~

Credits for cover image to Cloud55strife