I know Mayu came out about a month or two ago, but I didn't see any fanfics like this so fuck ya'll with your same old Luka/whoever fanfics and high-school AU's with yuri, have some of this shit
Have I ever mentioned how much I hated Luka?
And Yuuma can be spelt either 'Yuma' or 'Yuuma'
Mayu came to the Vocaloid mansion with a smile on her face, like most yandere, of course the Vocaloid's heard of her being a yandere and were a bit scared of her, well, all but Miku, who was too lazy to actually meet Mayu actually, but Miku wasn't avoiding Mayu because she was a yandere, because from Miku's yandere songs, she found yandere's quite funny. Kaito, being the semi, if not full psychopath he already is, already met Mayu, he assured her she could come to him if she ever needed help while having a creepy purple aura on him with an equally creepy smile.
And then, she met Yuuma…
Yuuma of course, knew of Mayu, but never saw her, or heard much about her, only she was another addition to Vocaloid 3, so he really didn't know much, but he was hoping for another boy Vocaloid as much as the female part or the Vocaloid fandom, picking was becoming scarce and Kaito sure wasn't picking up on his obvious love for him. Or Kaito is just teasing him like the psychopathic asshole he is. Yuuma sighed, poking at his dinner; he wasn't really hungry; depression was kicking in again, when he had one hit of depression he didn't eat much. He looked at his meal with no real expression, his head resting in his hand. Then all of a sudden he felt something tap his back, he looked over his shoulder, seeing Miku, a smile on her face.
"Yes?" Yuuma asked, his voice held no emotion, but that was common with his voice when he wasn't singing, when he wasn't on the job he didn't put feeling in his voice as much because he was so damn lazy.
"Yuuma, can you do me a favor?"
Yuuma cocked an eyebrow, Miku was almost as lazy as him, but still, couldn't she ask someone else?
"What? And why? I'm not your dog like Len." Yuuma replied harshly, yet his expression remained unchanged, Miku scowled, her eyebrows knitting together, she crossed her arms.
"Well, the lazy princess is a bad mood, huh?" Miku said as if it was his fault, lazy princess was a nick name he got, only Kaito and Miku called him that, and maybe his sister behind his back.
"No Miku, but couldn't you pick someone else to do your job?" Yuuma asked, turning back towards his foods, he heard a chair make a rubbing noise against the floor that made his eyes cringe for a moment, Miku sat next to him and gent her neck down so she could get the best view of Yuuma's face as she could, as he bowed his head, hand cupped in his other hand.
"Hey now, what's the matter?" Miku asked in a cooing tone, as if she was asking a kid what was wrong, Yuuma turned his head and gave her a board glance all the while telling just by looking at him that he was already annoyed, "Nothing." He half yelled. Miku took the upper half of her body back and said:
"Damn, you are in a bad mood, what happened that pissed you off?"
'The director was being an ass, the food tastes like shit today, you're asking me to do something as if I'm your lap dog' Yuma made the list of things that pissed him off today mentally until he responded, "Just another day of average bullshit." Yuuma said, and figured, well, maybe he could ask her what she wanted him to do.
"We all have bullshit days." Miku said in a reassuring tone.
"Yeah, but whenever you have a pissy day, you spank Len." He said.
"Maybe that's what you need, a stress doll of some sorts." Miku held her finger up, and Yuuma grinned.
'Like Gakupo' Yuuma said mentally, thinking of Gakupo on his knee, his ass a warm shade of pink from Yuuma's hand ricocheting of it again and again and Gakupo crying for Yuuma to stop, his cheeks as red as his ass. Did he ever mention a bit sadistic? He would fuck Gakupo. But he would make love with Kaito, who would top the shit out of him. Miku gave a puzzled look at Yuuma, who got taken with his little fantasy of smacking Gakupo, odd how Gakupo is always made a top when he is just begging to be railed.
"Uh, Yuuma?" Miku asked, Yuuma gasped, his creepy grin gone as he snapped from his fantasy and chuckled, looking at Miku and scratched the back of his head.
"Yeah, so anyway, what was it that you were gonna ask me?" After that, he figured getting away from Miku would be a good idea.
"Oh, yeah." Miku almost completely forgot about what he was gonna ask him and laughed, she looked over, at the Vocaloid 3 table, which had more girls and a lot more people it was hard to tell what person she was referring to, Yuuma squinted as Miku pointed, and Yuma realized she wasn't referring to a person but the empty chair at the end of the table that stuck out. "The new girl, Mayu is supposed to be here, of course I don't give a rat's ass, but Meiko insisted she'd be here anyway." And being Meiko, the only person who had the balls (or vag in this case) besides Miku who can actually kick the shit out of Kaito for other reasons besides stealing their panties, in fact, as we speak Kaito is wearing a pair of Miku's panties. Miku knows, because she is wearing Gakupo's fundoshi and damn is it loose, while Gakupo is going commando. Point is: Do what Meiko says or she'll kick your ass.
Even Yuuma knew that and didn't risk becoming Miku's whore, and gave him an excuse not to eat dinner, he grabbed his plate, figuring he'd give it to Mayu because by the time got to Mayu's room dinner would be over.
"Thought so, do what Meiko says." Miku smiled happily, and gave Yuuma a slip of paper that read 'Hall 3, room 14' Yuuma took the piece of paper and glanced at Miku. "That's her room." Yuuma nodded and got up and walked away, when Yuuma was out of Miku sighed she grimaced, sitting up slightly and hiking up the fundoshi she wore and said, "Damn thing, no wonder these are made for men." She mumbled.
Yuuma walked down the empty halls of The Vocaloid manor, it seemed so quiet, most of the day the halls were filled, about 60 Vocaloid's lived in the mansion, (not counting appends and stuff like that) the unofficials (Voyakiloid's, fanmades) lived in the slum like underground city 'basement' and ate in their own little dining all, if an official went down there it was like seeing a UFO land on Earth, it was like seeing a different species to them.
Yuuma footsteps practically echoed in the empty hallway, despite the floors being covered in pink carpeting. It was unnerving, like a scene from a horror movie set in a mansion, he made his way down Hall 3 and sighed in relief, he was almost there and thought the uneasy feeling go away, well, he was wrong, when he finally reached room 14, he found out it was right next to the stairwell that lead to the underground city were the unofficials resided. Instead of going in Mayu's room, which the door was cracked open slightly, he stared in the dark obis for a moment, a cold, bone chilling draft so strong it blew back Yuuma's hair and he felt goose bumps form on his arms, legs, and the back of his neck. The draft even made a howling noise, which sounded like crying –no- shrieking, NO, a mix between an ear splitting mix between an agonizing shriek and cry of misery, like they, the ones who lived down there were crying and it freaked the hell out of Yuuma, he gulped, his heart raced faster as he stared but what sent him over the edge was when he could have sworn he saw the glowing red eyes of a Voyakiloid. He freaked out, running in Mayu's room before it ran up and devoured his soul.
He stumbled inside, almost dropping the plate, Mayu, who was watching TV at a high volume to tune down the cries that came from the stares, looked at Yumma, her mouth parted as she held on her little plush bunny. "Hello there." She said as Yumma regained his posture.
"Hi." Yuma said, painting, his heart racing from fear, he stood up, "I just came here to say you missed dinner." He panted; Mayu cocked an eye brow, as if she didn't know what he was talking about. "What do you mean?" She asked.
Yuuma sighed, "Damn, and I thought they told you these things, they did when I came here." Yuma sighed sitting next to Mayu and placing the pate in front of her, she looked at the plate as if it were poisoned. "Anyway, we have dinner every day at 7 PM and it's finished by 8, by this point dinner is over but you can have that." He pointed at the plate. She smiled, looking at Yuuma.
"Sorry, I didn't know that, no one told me." She said, quickly, as if she was shy, which she was, besides Kaito; this was the first person she was actually having a conversation with.
"Well, someone should of; after all, people tend to tell the new ones what to do." Yuuma said, sitting Indian style on the floor, the only other noise came from the TV.
"Well, people avoided me." Mayu said, taking off her glove and eating with her hand because Yuuma, being the lazy dumbass he is forgot a fork, but Mayu didn't complain about it, she liked eating with her hands, actually.
"Hmm. Wonder why." Yuuma said, he felt like he would leave as soon as he got there but he felt like staying, he never heard that Mayu was a yandere, even if he did, he didn't know what a yandere was to begin with. "Then again, almost everyone here is an asshole." Yuuma shrugged his shoulders. Mayu looked at him, chewing loudly, "Oh, really, no wonder." She said between chews.
"Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised; some are just paranoid or just assholes."
"Paranoid?" Mayu asked, slipping another chunk of beef in her mouth.
"Well, yeah, that one could take there spotlight or something, I have no fucking clue." Yuuma spat.
Yuuma sighed, throwing his head to the side. "I mean hell; we treat unofficials as if they're a different species."
"Unofficials?" Mayu asked.
"You know the ones that live down the stairwell." Yujma gestured the staircase.
"Oh, you mean that, is that what I keep hearing?" Mayu asked.
"The crying? Yes, because they live in an unadulterated hellhole."
And it dawned on him; he picked his head up and looked at Mayu, "So, I already know your name, so I'll give you mine. The name is Yuuma."
Mayu's eye's sparkled with happiness; Yuuma gave her a smile when he saw that glint for some reason, "Nice to meet you." Mayu swallowed the food she had in her mouth and gave him a nervous smile, "Yuuma, I hope we can be friends." She laughed, "Want to stay in here and watch TV with me?"
Yuuma shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah, I guess." Well, he didn't want to confront that creepy ass stairwell anyway.
…
"Well, by the time Yuuma got Mayu, dinner would have been over anyway." Miku told Meiko as they walked down the halls together. Then Miku looked over, seeing Kaito with that creepy smile on his face a growled. Turning around and face Kaito in a battle stance. "Hey!" She yelled, Kaito stopped and turned to look at her unfazed.
Miku ripped the fundoshi off and threw it to the floor.
"So that's where my fundoshi went." Gakupo yelled, pointing at his now ruined fundoshi.
"Thanks' to your obsession with stealing my panties." Miku yelled all the while pointing at her crotch, "I had to walk around the entire day wearing that!" Miku pointing at the fundoshi, Miku growled, running at Kaito and kicked him in the crotch, all the while Gakupo got a good view of Miku a got a nosebleed.
"Oh, what do you think you're looking at?" Meiko asked Gakupo, glaring at him with her hands on her hips, a sheer sign you're gonna have your ass kicked. Gakupo turned and looked at her nervously, scratching the back of his head with blood dripping from his nose and chuckled nervously. "Uh, well…" He couldn't' think of an answer quick enough and Meiko marched towards him, raising her fist and punch him in the face.