Okay, so, I fell back in love with Vocaloid after neglecting them for so long ;-; I was listening to Enn's English dub of Alluring Secret ~Black Vow~ while internally spazzing like the fangirl I am. Then I saw a shounen ai rendition of it involving Rei and Len (which I don't know if I support, so I'm neutral) and then I thought, Hey, I wanna see Mikuo and Akaito with this, and this little story was born. I hope y'all enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vocaloid or anything remotely involving Vocaloid, their songs, and the like. The sole purpose of using the song Alluring Secret ~Black Vow~ for this story's plot is simply because I adore this song and wish to use it with a pairing I happen to love. Credit is given where it is due and nothing is mine, save my interpretation and use of the song to fit with my story. If any english lyrics are seen, they are by a very talented dubber (is that even the term for it?) by the handle Enn Sings on YouTube. I highly recommend you all to hear her on her YouTube channel, she's freaking amazing. With that said, refrain from suing a fangirl. This place is called FANfiction for a good damn reason people.

Warning: This be shounen ai, possibly even yaoi, due to the nature of my story's predestined plot. If you don't like, then I have no idea why you're searching and clicking on a fanfic that clearly forewarns that there will probably be guys loving one another, sexually or otherwise; and if you, along with that, don't like this pairing then, please, DON'T HURT YOURSELF OR ME WITH YOUR COMPLAINTS AND JUST DON'T READ MY FANFIC, PLEASE. Seriously, no one wins in that situation since we'll both just be unhappy. Otherwise, enjoy!

Oh, and please. No flames; they are NOT the equivalent of constructive criticism and fall under the category of complaining and viciousness. Thank you! :)

Chapter 1

Forgive me, Father. Forgive me, brother. I have gone against you both. I have left thy paradise...

I have sinned.

~oOo~

When she awoke, she found herself injured and lost in a world she both knew and was a stranger to. Laying there, cold in her fear and trembling in her pain, she watched the sky looming above her sorry form, wondering and wondering. Her wings, usually a pure, flawless and luminescent white, were stained a crimson that could rival her fiery hair, the small, thin streams of blood seeping far enough to taint her white apparel in ever-growing blotches; such was the evidence of her crime. The poor angel knew not how long she had laid there, but now she sat, wincing as she did so, feeling the sticky substance spill a little more.

For a very long, long time she had wanted to come here, to the world that their Father had created for his beloved mortals, a shallow sense of yearning anchoring itself into her innocent and naïve heart. Never, though, had she had the courage to follow her desires, and the mere fact she was here was an accident that, only until later, she would realize fate had long ago since planned.

She kneeled there, staring both longingly and fearfully up at her home in Heaven above, watching the sky turn from light blue to pink as the sun began to recede into the rising horizon. Crimson eyes filled with tears as she wondered at how severe her actions, accidental or not, were and how her Lord and her brother would view her now.

"Excuse me, Miss. Are you alright?" asked a male accent softly, gentle worry coloring his tone. Her head whirled to face the owner of this disembodied voice, startled by the revelation that she was no longer alone.

Large, stunning emerald eyes filled with concern and peeking out from long bangs stared into her crimson ones, his pale, gently rounded face beautifully framed by short hair the same color as his eyes. Only from her place on the floor could he have towered over her, his small, lean figure clothed solely in black, giving him the appearance of being even slighter than he most likely was, a small, gloved hand tentatively reaching out to her.

The lost angel felt her heart flutter, her cheeks warming as a pale pink dusted them, her garnet eyes widening as she fell, fell hard, forgetting anything and everything save the handsome, beautiful man who stood before her, that regarded her in worry.

She was drowning, drowning in those endless pools of green, those eyes so like sparkling emerald gems that reflected all like flawless mirrors. So beautiful... Had she lost herself in their depths, she could have cared little if she never found her way out of them.

"Miss?" he asked again, snapping her out of her daze.

"O-oh...I...I'm fine! It's...It's only my wi- shoulder," she nervously replied, turning away for fear she shouldn't be able to stop her rude and shameless gawking. It was only then that the man noticed steadily growing stains of red that colored her white apparel. Alarmed, he kneeled before this injured and newly enamored angel.

"Let me see," he murmured, reaching out a gloved hand, the tips of his fingers gingerly touching the bleeding wound. Once again the angel's heart raced at this simple touch, a strong and sudden desire to feel his skin on hers overtaking her with frightful force. The pain of her wound, sharp and urgent and rebellious, flared angrily, and it never registered in her befuddled mind, her new emotions and desires easily blocking out such trivial things as pain. "What happened to you?" asked that enchanting voice, sweeter and more beautiful than any she had ever heard before.

"I fell," the red-haired girl answered as she turned to look at him, her blatant honesty taking him by surprise. Her face, a fragile and open book, and doe-like crimson eyes just as sweetly honest, were something that was both rare and beautiful to the world below her home.

"We'll need to get that looked at," he said to her as he stood up. "Come with me." His hand was outstretched and waiting patiently for her, his tone gentle as ever. Timidly his offered hand was accepted, and she rose with his help.

"Thank you."

"I'm Mikuo," the young stranger replied with a warm smile, offering his arm to steady her.

Mikuo... "I'm Akaiko," the angel shyly replied, looping her arm through his gratefully, her heart still pounding away.

"What a lovely name."

A/N: Well now, I'm back with a new story~ I didn't think I'd be able to pull off a shounen ai fanfic, so I'm a little iffy about it ^^;; I'm going to say it now, both characters may be OOC, so please don't bash on me for it now that you've been warned about it. More likely than not, this will be short, both chapter wise and length wise, but I hope that regardless of that y'all enjoy.

Please review! Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated as the story progresses! Thank you~