A/N: It has been almost 3 months! Gawd, I'm so horrible! Putting that aside, have you checked my profile lately? Nope? Well you should know that I am currently having a contest. Details at my profile! And why yes, I am shamelessly advertising my contest. *shot*

Disclaimer: I don't own Vocaloid.

Len hated being hit on by random (countless) women, men, boys, girls, cars, bicycles, plants… wait, what?

As far as he could remember, Len had disturbing memories of groping, manhandling and 'accidental' touches. He shivered every time he remembered every single flittering touch of wandering hands and flirty eyes that tried to catch his eyes.

He was lucky enough to have his sister by his side; needless to say the last man who groped him was still recovering from the intensive care unit.

It wasn't his fault that he looked like a girl so much! It was his parents' fault that they wanted twin GIRLS and forced him into various dresses to stop the growing of the monster between his legs. He was just grateful that his father snapped out from their impossible dream and began to buy him normal clothes.

Thank God.

Now, with his boyish looks and charms he was considered popular among their town. It was rather embarrassing and inconvenient at times—Like now.

Len inwardly groaned as he heard various catcalls and whistles as he passed by a diner. It was always the same ugly faces that tried—as they might—to catch the attention of one Len Kagamine. He hated the attention that was forced upon him since he was the brother of super cute Rin and friends with charming Miku. Now, if he was a girl, he might have enjoyed the attention but he was not. Fortunately.

It also didn't help the fact that he was gay.

When the news came out, the straight girls were disappointed and avoided him lie a plague. Len thought that he would finally be left in peace but no, almost all in their simple town were bisexuals and homosexuals surprisingly.

Now they didn't treat him like a plague. Nope, they treated him like he was the new cure for cancer. Everywhere he went one or two courageous fellows would come to him to ask him out or worse… grope him.

Where was he now? Ah, yes.

Len entered the park (it was actually just a big amount of land with trees) and scanned the area with his cerulean eyes. He pouted as he noticed that the park was fairly deserted. He wasn't here yet.

Soon enough, arms encircled Len's petite waist as if hearing Len's disappointment.

"Hey…"

Len smiled as he turned around and faced the blue haired man that was Kaito. He immediately hugged the man, his head rested against a well defined chest as a he smelled the unique scent of the blue scarf that forever adorned his man. Yes, that's right. HIS.

The blond squeaked in a manly way(?) as hands kneaded his pert bottom.

He wouldn't mind being groped by him.

A/N: YES, IT IS CRAPPY. Please forgive me and my lack of inspiration right now.

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