"Miku Hatsune," her name carried an aroma that made his mouth water, such a delectable taste it had on his tongue. "She's so innocent, just look at her and Luka. Acting like perfect saints—it's stirring my hunger."

"Calm yourself Nero, you're making yourself appear as nothing more than an oversexed senior." Still..little Miku was being adorable with how she and Luka were studying before classes. Goody goodies could be so tempting, it must have been the forbidden air they exuded. "Then again," he contemplated, lust clouding his emerald eyes, "when Gumi brings her over, it's always so hard restraining myself."

Their heads turned, an inaudible scoff attracting them. The youth, an amethyst-headed male differing a year, smirked, his hand cupping his chin. "Now that isn't how you talk about ladies, Nero, Gumo. You're being so crass it almost makes me wonder if men really are only good for sex."

Nero's topaz stare was sharp, cautiously alert, but teasing. "We're only poking fun, Taito," he drawled smoothly. "We didn't intend to steal your thunder."

"We know you've been eyeing Hatsune for a while," Gumo shifted through his lunch, disgusted by what he found and pushing the tray away. "Ever since you and SeeU didn't work."

"A beauty with no brains," Taito murmured. SeeU had stunning looks and a heart of gold, and her ecstasy expression wasn't too bad, but she required the attention of a child. Hyperactive girls weren't his taste, but she was a virgin—unsurprisingly—and Taito took it upon himself to introduce a female's womanhood to her. "She filled the space between decent relationships, though, so I can't say much about that."

The others nodded in agreement, the trio settling in a comfortable silence. They were anything but inactive in their heads, though. Their whirling thoughts were centred chiefly on the tealette, the girl known as a pouty, adorable, hypnotic..sister of Mikuo Hatsune. At this thought, Taito grimaced.

Mikuo Hatsune was the notorious king of the high school, even more than Taito Shion himself. As a senior, he was the top dog, excelling academically, physically, and popularity wise. He and Miku were two sides of the same dime, and with their likeness came a protective nature. Possessive even.

Mikuo knew who the do-gooders and lowlifes in the school were, and he did well in sheltering Miku from the real perverts. He preserved her innocence and chastity, a disappointment to those who would like sink their teeth into her creamy flesh. Like him. Those who fantasized to ravage her thoroughly, to have her lithe body sprawled beneath them. To—

Taito smiled sourly, miffed. How could the most desired girl be siblings with the most vigilant, when it came to guarding his sister, brother? It was ironic.

While in middle school, Taito had been number one. The boy who girls fawned over, the student who teachers treated like royalty, the athlete who won medals without breaking a sweat. So yes, he was upset when high school came along and he found the King's title belonged to Mikuo. If only he had given attention to the pretty but shy Miku, who was in his class since elementary, then he could have somehow wormed himself into her brother's group.

But alas, that wasn't the case.

Anyways, it was too late to regret his stupidity for not noticing her. Even more when he found she had blossomed into a beauty when they hit tenth grade. His first big flunk, he would say.

However, seeing her so innocently working, content with staying amongst her friends, gave him an idea. Just a little smidgen, that would manifest into a larger plot if he invested enough thought. Girls like Miku shouldn't have been permitted to be as easily targeted as she was—not when she had a brother like Mikuo.

"Who's up for a game," he stated more than questioned.

Nero had turned to his phone for amusement, but upon hearing the subtle proposal, he looked over in interest. "Taito, you still enjoy playing games? Who would have known. Would you rather play hide-and-seek, or hopscotch?" He sniggered at the ribbing.

Taking it lightly, Taito merely shrugged it off. "Funny, Nero, but I'd have to decline. I'm looking for more of a wager, really. A bet."

Gumo set down his bottle of carrot juice, an eyebrow raised. "Since when have you been one for bets?" Following the direction Taito jabbed a ballpoint pen towards, he again was scanning the peachy complexion of the tealette. She had a doll face, he found, now that he actual examined her over. "Ah, let me guess. This wager deals with Miku?"

"Exactly. And I do feel like this will be a fun bet~"

Leaning over the table and pocketing his phone, Nero grew a tight lipped smile. An impish smile, almost. "Great, so what's this thing about? What's the objective?" He spared a second glance towards the leek-loving teen. "And will we get into trouble for this?"

Taito mulled over this question. There was a slight possibility they would be mauled by Mikuo, and there was a slight possibility Mikuo could ruin their reputations, and there was a slight possibility that—"Of course not! I've thought this through completely. Are you doubting my planning skills?"

"No, but," Nero lingered. "It is Mikuo's sister we're involving. Maybe we should reconsider."

Gumo interjected. "Bah, bah, bah. That's all I'm hearing." He turned a provoking finger on Nero, balefully cautioning him. "Alright Taito, tell us what you have in mind."

"So I was thinking..."

Luka blushed subconsciously, having missed the indication Miku gave her. She shuffled through her music sheets, nerves frayed and eyes constantly darting behind her friend. "A-ah, sorry Miku," Luka murmured guiltily, "I'm so unorganized today. I can't seem to find my lyrics.."

"It's alright," Miku chirped passively. She placed her lyric sheets down and uncapped her water. Following a short drink, she smiled forgivingly. "You can just come to my house after school today. Mikuo said he'll be out, so it'll just be me and you there. The perfect quiet atmosphere!"

Luka allowed a tiny smile to overtake her lips. "Okay.." Still, her shifting and anxious glances continued. Miku began wondering if she needed to use the girl's room, then she felt the prickling on her neck.

Turning, Miku was confronted with Taito. "T-Taito! Oh! I didn't hear you sneak up on me!"

"Hey Miku; long time no see~"

Oh, so that was why Luka seemed edgy. Taito had a reputation, and that reputation did not involve associating with underdogs like them. He sounded chummy, as if they had been friends in some past life. But the reality was: They hadn't been friends. At all. With only a few classes together, all in which he disregarded her, they did not interact on a normal basis. Up until..today he had practically pretended she was nonexistent.

It wasn't that Taito was unapproachable, he was..intimidating, and Mikuo cautioned her about his crowd. The trouble making frauds who hid behind a beneficent frontage. Her older brother was wary of these boys, and so was she.

"Really? But we just saw one another in class," Miku adverted to twenty minutes prior, where he brushed past her without a thought. Taito's smile slipped and his eyebrow cocked. His blunt expression did not last long, and was quickly replaced.

"Hah. Haha, you're funny Miku!" Miku, and the others, were evidently unconvinced by his canned laughter. Ceasing the monotonous sound, Taito straightened his shoulders. "You're killer, Hatsune, it's a wonder you don't have a boyfriend."

"You don't have a boyfriend, do you?" Gumo's hot breath crept down her neck. "Or have you been saving yourself for someone special?"

Miku stiffened, sharing an urgent glance with Luka. "Um, n-no. I don't have a boyfriend. Mikuo doesn't approve of early age relationsh—"

An embarrassing squeak escaped her lips. Taito laced his fingers under her chin, tilting her face upwards with the tenderest raise. "But you aren't Mikuo, are you? I hadn't realized you were molded in the shape of your brother."

"I hadn't realized you had a dick."

"Nero!" Taito pressed a finger to his temple, the hint of his growing irritation. Being the faster to catch on, Gumo nodded respectfully, dragging a confounded Nero to their table. "Apologies," he continued, "for that Goddamn idiot."

"Huh?"

"Nothing." The teen sent her a mesmerizing smirk. Dazed, Miku could only sit stark stiff as his thumb soothingly rubbed her chin's underside. "So Miku, you haven't even fantasized about having a boyfriend?"

Miku gingerly grabbed his wrist, uncomfortable with his invasion of her space. She cringed when he instead gripped her hand in an iron hold. If Mikuo waltzed into the quad at this time and spotted them, what would he think? Her imagination horrified her, the image of Mikuo hanging the purple-head from a flagpole replaying in her eyelids. She would never hear the end of it if he saw her like this, some punk wooing her with sexual touches. Or, touches which appeared as sexual from afar.

"I can't say I have," she whispered. Staring up at him through teal bangs, glittering eyes complemented with rosy cheeks, she could not refrain from asking, "Taito, why are you talking to me?"

Just the question he was looking for.

Eyelids lowering sensually, the teasing smirk reared back. He leant down, hand traveling the bareness of her neck, intertwining locks of silky hair in slender fingers. He tilted his head curiously. "I just hadn't realized how pretty you were," his lips temptingly parted, a cool breath of mint dancing over her face. This was exactly where he wanted her. "And then I saw the light shining on you, emphasizing your beauty, and I couldn't resist coming to ask you something."

She averted her gaze to Luka, who had snuck away to chat with Gakupo. A helpless, apologetic stare from her best friend spoke a thousand words. She was afraid, afraid of saying one small word. "W-what?"

He had practically won the bet already. "Miku, you wanna go out with me?"

Ahhh. Ahhhhh. AHHHHH—someone kill me. What is this? A new story? While I have yet to complete my others? And a taboo incest story? Rated M? Where are my morals?! Well there aren't going to be too explicit of scenes so..I'm fine right? I'm not a bad person.

Lazy style woooh you like my lazy writing style? I'll only make the chapters longer if you ask me to. Updates for this should be faster, considering it only took me a day and a half to write this chapter.

Hatsunecest..we need more of that. Mm, just as a heads up, you probably realized there will be slight TaitoxMiku in this, along with LenxMiku in later chapters, but MikuoxMiku will be the main pairing.