Hey, It's Me, Miko.

It has been a long time since I wrote this story, huh? Well, as you may have noticed, I added very little changes, I fixed the grammar as much as I can, and also ran a spell check. You wont believe how many mistakes there were!

Anyway, I am still very disappointed in the original story. First of all, I want to make this one a noncest fanfic. Meaning, I might change the plot slightly so that one/both were adopted, or they're step-siblings.

Another thing I will change is the Observer. I'm thinking of replacing Miko with a Vocaloid or a UTAUloid. I've always hated having OCs in stories, unless you're really good at them and they only appear for a brief moment in time. SO PLEASE, TELL ME. DO YOU WANT ME TO REPLACE MIKO?

Lastly, the story will have an actual ending. I will be trying to edit a chapter or two a day, up until the very end of the original. Then I shall try to make a ending. And again, don't be shocked if the plot changes slightly. I'm making a new Unseen Love. So, Without further-a-do, let's begin the changes:

EDIT: One thing I forgot to mention. Italics is English. =D

Sometimes it is hard being a lone observer. This one person, out of every group, it's kind of hard not to notice them. But confusingly at the same time, they're easy to ignore and pass by. These people are often the new ones, rarely picked on and just find a clique by themselves. Maybe it's not their own fault, or maybe they're just shy, or reserved. But they're with few true friends... And to be honest, no one really knows them all that well.

But sometimes being the lone observer can be a nice experience. You start to think in many different ways, ways that every other person in the world is too busy to just stop and wonder about. Like the color of the sky. What if it is not really blue, or if it is, what shade of blue is it really? Is it sea blue, sky blue, or maybe the color of my eyes? And you get to be a silent witness, noting events, without being biased. This comes in handy, especially in times like these. You see, I was a survivor of a car accident, though I ended up with a few permanent injuries- oh, this isn't what you want to hear.

The real story is about them.

I don't know them all to well, at least, not yet. Well, one I have heard rumors about; the blonde player. He's the one with deep ocean eyes, more blue than mine at least. Oh, don't think I sit around, focusing on my artwork all day. I have my fair share of listening and sight-seeing out of the corners of my eyes. I've heard he's been sleeping with many girls each night, and for some unknown reason, they haven't figured out that they have been cheated on. And he enjoys this life style. Playing girls like cards. And him, he's the dealer.

The first to be played is a real mature woman with fine, lady-like curves. I call her the Red Warrior, with her deep brown hair and her dragon-like temper. And sake, oh how she smells of such vile alcohol. She can get very possessive and violent at times, more so when she's had her fill on sake. But this girl is fine, otherwise...

And the next girl, she seems way too innocent in my opinion. Lady Green, or Miku, is such a sweet young girl, and reminds me so much of my old self. She is just like a little girl, bright-eyed and excited. Though, how should I know what she does with guys after school? It shouldn't be any of my concern. I mean, I am only an observer, but I feel as if her true innocence may have been taken away so early at sixteen by this player. And I'm not the only one with this thought. Her older brother agrees as well.

Oh, don't forget Luka. I feel as she might be an adult at times, taking care of the younger ones. This Pink Rose is so honest and truthful, and it's just hard to explain her. She's almost perfect when it comes to the real world, I say. But I feel something weird coming from her whenever she goes around this blonde haired boy. It's almost as if her body tenses up, and she knows a secret she shouldn't know. Maybe she knows this blonde cheats on her?

Finally, a new girl around school. Like the others, she seems to be around my age; sixteen. Her hair is cut to neck length, and her bow ties above her head in a great large fashion. Her eyes are the Caribbean blue I've always wanted, and she's a bit on the reserved side when it came to inner feelings. She was a great girl and all, but like the Red Warrior, this blonde can be a bit rough on the edges, and can definitely hold her ground in a fight. And between us, I've seen some sweet reactions around one of the senors, Kaito. But I don't know her true relation with the boy that looks so much like her. I wouldn't be surprised if the boy and the girl were twins, but it's just their personalities...

And this blonde girl Rin doesn't seem to like the Player.

Doesn't seem to like Len...

Observer's P.O.V
My blue eyes looked up from my drawing of the older students passing by. This is how I usually spend my lunch, eating on the lunch bench outside and drawing some inspiration that pops into my mind. And whether I want to be a sinful person and eavesdrop or not, most things do not go unheard by me. It's sad how much one young girl can hear, and hide behind innocent eyes.

Lady Green looked at her wrist watch eagerly, tapping her foot. She was the most organized person I've seen so far, and was annoyed by even a second off the clock. Her eyes seemed to have found their target, however. I was intrigued.

"You're late!" she exclaimed at the Player coming from behind. Lady Green turned around, both her aqua twin tails swirling behind her. The Player could only give a faked sincere smile and his charming looks.

"I'm sorry," he tried to be seductive. It seemed to work on Lady Green pretty well. This aqua haired-girl seemed to easily forgive him, but something reflected in her eyes. This time, I really couldn't place it. The conversation grew on, about what they were doing tonight and at what time. I tried to shut off my mind, as my stomach grew sick of hearing the naughty. However, one detail kept going on in my mind. It was obvious the Player was trying to ignore something. It was in his pocket; that I knew from seeing his hand hesitantly flash a few inches to his pocket. And that pocket moved a bit. Most likely a cell phone.

Another girlfriend, maybe?

No time for thoughts like that now. I struggled to back up my things and roll my backpack and I to our next class. Our far, next class. The only one that I had to sit anywhere near the Player. And the sad part was, I had to sit next to the playboy. I didn't blush, but instead grew conscious. I started feeling sick.

God, do I have to be near him?

At least I'm unnoticeable...

Len's P.O.V
"You're late," was all that was needed to express Miku's impatience for me. It was a bit of disappointment that I felt in me. Did she not know that she was only one of many? Oh, I guess that was the point, wasn't it? I shrugged inwardly, and put on my girl-forgiveness face. Girls or not, she was one of my favorite spices, and she was one I didn't want to lose.

"I'm sorry," I faked. It was kind of funny to see how easily my girlfriend believed me. Then again-

Miku interrupted me from my thoughts. Her smile was devious, and I was expecting her next reply, and easily guessed her next plan. "How about we get together, Saturday at six?" she asked. It was hard to say no to this aqua haired girl. I nodded. Another easy catch.

Shit. Once again I was interrupted in an important matter. I could feel my cell phone vibrate in my pants pocket, and I know who'd it be. It was always the one that tried to call me.

Luka

The phone was easy to ignore once the bell rang.

Beep-beep-beep.

I was finally able to walk away from the mint spice, and smiled. Well, smirked is a better word for it. Though my thoughts were once again interrupted by a dog near the entrance of the school. What is with all these interruptions?

It growled and snapped, but it could do nothing as the gate stood tall against its assault. And this dog needed some major restraints. It seemed rough and nasty, with a scar on its shoulder and its chest, along with a torn ear. Fangs were sharp, and pearly white. If he had gotten through that gate, who knew what might happen to me. I'm shocked animal control hasn't killed the thing yet...

A sigh escaped my lips. This mutt could only belong to one person in this school, and she was one of the worst spices- one I'd never even try. She was always so obedient, so careful, so innocent for my liking. And I had to sit next to her this hour. At least Rin isn't as bad as her...
I wasn't a surprise that the tardy bell rang. Tardy, what kind of a word is that anyway? Oh well. No need to rush, at least. Me and my pal Mikuo are always late.

Rin's P.O.V
The bell rang, and no one would be quiet. Guess I'm guilty of it too. All the girls talked about was guys. Who slept with who, who is taken and who is available. All the gossip around was being passed by these lips. Miku Hatsune, Luka Megurine, Meiko Sakine, even Yume, the whole gang and I sat in our own little circle of Desks. Most boys, however, would sit by the edges of the classroom to get a good look of the girls, or of the outside window.

"So, you thinking about Kaito~?" Miku leaned in towards me, her voice teasing my feelings. I could feel heat rush to my face as I thought of me and the senior together.

"Aww, look at her blush," said the slightly sober Meiko. Why, oh why did you have to chime in? I could feel the heat rush farther up my cheeks, and I shook my head.

"He's a senior, it just can't happen," I shook my head. there was no way that the blue haired boy could possibly be in love with me...

Miku seemed to grow a smile. "Well, I can't wait for my date with-"

"Students! Everyone! Take your seats and be quiet!" Gakupo glared as the pupils slowly moved to their seats. Now he was starting on his lesson on some foreign language I could honestly care less about. Honestly, I don't get the point. I live in Japan, why the heck would I need to learn English? I swear, America and British has it out for the world. But no worries, here comes my Road Roller...

"Kagamine! Hatsune! You're both late!" I turned my eyes to the sudden commotion that distracted me from my amazing and important rant. The girl-gather of the school and his pal, Mikuo, walked in calm and collected. They walked it off and sat in the seats, by the windows. Looking out of it.

"Now, we are going to..." but I could no longer pay attention. I couldn't stand his lecture, and it had just begun. Instead, I started to think about the blue haired Senior. I remembered how we talked, how the blush started to rise from my cheeks. I remember his scent of ice cream, and how it smelled slightly of Sherbet. His scarf was a trademark for him, and it was just beautiful. I remember seeing him right out in the school grounds, sitting on a bench. We were laughing, smiling...

Then his face started to lean in. I could feel the heat rising to my face. We were so close, now.

Observer's P.O.V
SLAM! A ruler found contact to a desk, right in front of Yellow Princess's Face. She was obviously bored of this class, and soon fell into a state of sleep. Her arms were folded and her head rested in them. Her head jolted with a start, as she soon recovered and rubbed her eyes. She mumbled, half asleep, and sighed in a clearly disappointed manner to Gakupo.

"Wha-?"

"You fell asleep again," I heard the Pink Rose whisper to the Yellow Princess. The teacher did not look happy. In her favor though, the bell rang. We all started to get up, with me packing my notes and drawings. I don't know why I even take English- or here it is called Foreign Language- really. I was raised in the Americas, it is my native language... Then again, Pink Rose knew it pretty well to, and she was in this class.

"Eh-hm!" Gakupo looked at Yellow Princess, and then at the Player. "I want to speak with you two," and then his head turned towards me. My heart beat faster. Why was I in trouble? I tried to recall what I possibly did wrong, but I could not find a thing. Nervous, he led the two people and the observer to the desk, where he started to talk to both Yellow Princess and the Player.

"Both your grades are terrible," he spoke as any teacher would. By looking at the two, I could guess they could either care less, or it was no big news. "Rin, I am used to you sleeping your life away, but Len?" Strange. I would have thought it the other way around. "That's why I've decided to assign he both of you a tutor," And his purple eyes turned towards me, of course. Wait, why me...?

OH GOD NO!

"But Mr. Gakupo!" I started to speak in English, fluently. I did not care if the other two were shocked at by English speaking skills, but that wasn't what was important. "I don't feel comfortable in this position," I tried to to argue. It was only logical that I'd find it very hard to tutor both a slacker and a playboy, no offense to them. He looked at me, almost asking me why, but decided against it. He gave me a stern look.

"If you can tutor these two, I'll let you out of my class with a perfect score," Oh, it was tempting. English being my native language, and having to sit in this class is completely boring. Then again, there were no way of earning the credits needed except by taking this class, so of course I was stuck here. I turned to both Rin and Len, who were trying to understand at least a few words of the conversation's foreignness.

No, I couldn't.

I turned my head to Gakupo, looking at him. "I can't, Mr. Gakupo. I really do not feel comfortable..."

"I'm glad you accept!"

Wait, what?

Did he not understand a WORD of what I had just said?

"But! Mr. Gakupo!" He walked away from his desk, as if to avoid any complaints. Oh, how I felt such a sick feeling in my gut. I hated being around these people, especially the Player. I turned towards them, looking straight in their eyes. Before walking away, I could only say one thing.

"I'll be over at six," I then walked away. I could only run a hand through my hair nervously...