Rolling Secret.

Chapter One: The Falling

He could try as much as he wanted; Dell was never going to tell Akaito about his past. It was painful enough living with such differences, and the Voyakiloid wanted to be like everyone else. But Akaito wanted to stop him. If the red-head understood his problem, than why stop him to overcome it?

It's nice to write again…Frankly I want to write more, but if I get ideas and don't write the entire thing in one go, I won't be able to continue it, sorry for those who await chapters in my next fictions….

Firstly, this is a song fic, based on Rolling Girl by Hatsune Miku, and Secret, by Megurine Luka. Akaito is 15 of age, and Dell 16.
No characters in this fiction were harmed under Ritalin.

Just for you, this fic contains 99, 5% less sadistic statements from the author!*

-*I'm not fucking lying either.

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"I love you."

Akaito remembered feeling himself blush a dark shade of red that day. He signed thoughtfully, stirring his tea more than it needed to be.
The day he confessed to Dell Honne was his worst and most embarrassing.

He remembered having taken all of his study time to replace it by the "perfect look", research for what he was going to put on when he confessed; even going up to asking some of his brothers for advise, fool that he was, he thought Dell would be on the same wavelength then he had been before, just before his father had come back home.

I don't know if I'm a boy. (any more)

Akaito shook his head sadly, staring out of the window he had sat next to in the Café of Haku's sweet shop. Today was a year after his heartfelt confession, and he was still madly in love with the boy sitting right across him. Sitting across him, but not exactly there either.

Dell had closed himself to the world since then. He didn't speak to anyone but Akaito, not even to Haku, and didn't bother with anything. The red-head also noticed that if anyone besides Akaito or his close family approached him awkwardly, he would freak out and start shivering in fear. He knew this…yet Akaito couldn't help. He knew he couldn't do anything. He asked Dell if he was alright from time to time, knowing the horrible answer already.

I don't know if I'm a girl. (but I doubt it)

What Dell had answered to Akaito's confession was short. "I'm not ready yet. I haven't seen what the future wants me to see."
He had left it at that, and the day continued forward with Dell acting strangely quiet, and Akaito nervously following his attitude.

The red-head snapped out of his thoughts when he felt a small light tug on his shirt top, a tug so light he easily could have missed it.
He turned to Dell and smiled weakly.
"What's up?" he asked, melting already under the pressure of the ruby-red gaze.
Dell didn't answer, as Akaito expected, but he did look away and blush ever so slightly, something the younger one noticed immediately.
Dell had started a pattern with his eyes, brushing shyly from Akaito's face and to the window, the entire sequence done three times, at a fast rate, but not fast enough for Akaito not to understand.
He wants something. Akaito thought to himself.
He continued to watch his crush closely, until he noticed his eyes give a quick glace to his half-eaten chocolate cheesecake.
The red-head had to force himself not to laugh at the cuteness of the eldest, pushing his plate slowly towards Dell with a nod, resting his cocked head onto his hand with a warm smile.
Dell blushed a deeper shade of red, even thought it was still hardly visible, as a sign of gratitude, and ate the rests of the cake so fast it had seemed to the other boy that Dell hadn't eaten for days on end.

I don't know when I was born. (they never wanted me to be)

Dell, on his side, had taken everything in.
the cake that had already been eaten, the hand that pushed the plate, and the smile…the smile of the person he wanted to love.
Wanted to, but wouldn't allow himself to.
He couldn't let Akaito be brought up in a fight he kept for himself. He knew that if he wanted to win, he had to be brave and continue pushing forwards, or that was what he wanted to think.
The more Dell deteriorated, the more he forgot. He didn't want to, but he was beaten into remembering lies, and only the lies he was told by his father. He had said that the love he felt for Akaito was a lie…so he was beaten out of it. But he couldn't stop loving the younger one, and his father didn't approve, so he punished him cruelly by depriving him of food.
Dell didn't think he could take much more of the heartless, sadistic person he had to call "father", making him feel even more like that person's pet, more than his "friend" like others treated their fathers.
But then again he was a Voyakiloid. He was born a failure; he was going to stay a failure. (A/N: lies)

I don't know who my mother is. (they didn't want me to be alive)

As the two teens were about to part ways near twilight in front of the Shion's house, which was closer to the shop than Dell's, Akaito turned around suddenly and grabbed the Voyakiloid's shoulders firmly.
"You know I'll always be there for you Dell, no matter what. I'm your friend, I always have been. If you…if you want to talk to someone, talk to me first, okay?"
Dell didn't react at first, so Akaito swallowed, glanced down the lanes, bent over and kissed him gently.
A shocked, passionate, crazy-in-love Dell would have kissed him back without a second thought, and would have even shyly slid his arms around Akaito's neck. He was in love with this crazy, energetic, caring red-head…he loved him more than anything, and wanted to show him that as much as he could…

But not this Dell.

This one stayed silent as he looked up into the face of a worried Akaito, who was slowly brushing a hand in Dell's hair, and the hand that stroked his head was shaking, full of emotion. Passion, Love…and fear.

"Why did you do that….?" Asked the white-haired softly, in a whisper so small and filled with so much pain and sadness, Akaito could hardly keep himself from breaking down.
"I already told you I loved you." He answered, staring into the fog filled eyes of the elder. "I've just told you I would do anything for you. So you have to help too. Don't stay by yourself anymore!"

Dell took a step back, as if he was unsure of what to say, and with a second a hesitation, ran away quickly.

Idiot! His mind cried as tears formed at the base of his eyes as he ran in the streets. Idiot! I told you to stop!

Akaito had stayed in the street, tears falling freely down his face, his left hand clenched and his right hand running across his eyes in a mix of pain and sadness, emotions shooting through him, nearly throwing him off balance by the weight.
"Why won't you let me love you…?"

Dell didn't want to have to go back home.
Haku didn't arrive until late, even later if the nineteen-year-old decided to go out drinking again. He wasn't safe without her.
He gave out a shaky sign filled with an over-flow of sadness escaping him with that breath, tears still falling off the side of his face.
He didn't care if people on the streets had given him a funny look. He couldn't stop them, he was in love. Even the word made him want to scream and jump and hug Akaito tightly and tell him a thousand times that he loved him…no…he wanted to tell him that endlessly.

"Dell."
He froze.
That voice he knew too well, the voice of a man in his thirties, drowned in alcohol and a life of cruel violence, stained with the blood of the people that were supposed to love him. A voice he feared, hated, and wished never existed; a voice that belonged to the only person that got in the way of everything he could only hope for...
The Voyakiloid looked up to the man, who was holding a steel chair by the leg, leaning absent-mindedly against a counter in the kitchen.
"Father."

It had all happened so fast starting from then. Dell's father grabbed his arm and threw the young boy to the opposite wall violently, making Dell groan.
"Where the hell have you been?" yelled the man, slapping the teen hard enough to leave a large bruise for days on end.
"Out. With Akaito." Replied Dell, ignoring the painful sting coming from his cheek.
The older man smirked. "Again with that guy? You're nothing but a slut. Girl or Boy doesn't matter to you, huh?"
Dell gave him a deadly glare.
"We're friends; sorry to hear you have none. I've never even gone out with anyone befo-"
The chair he was holding came smashing down onto the teen's head, nearly knocking him out instantly and making him yell in pain. But his father wouldn't allow that.
They had to talk. And Dell knew where this was going.
"Getting cocky are we? Do you seriously think I'm stupid? And after what everything your mother did for you…"
Dell gave a cold look to his father and smirked.
"You impregnated my mother when she was sixteen. As soon as you found out, which was after I was born, you killed her. The only thing that I'm grateful for her is that she gave me life. You killed her before I got a chance to know he-"

The chair flew down once more, even more brutally than the first time, making Dell shriek in pain.
He fell to the floor, clutching his head tightly, yelling the entire time.
He could hardly feel it when his father brought the chair down on him again, once, twice, five times afterwards, he couldn't feel it anymore. All he could sense was the blood creeping into his eyes, blinding him.

And he knew his nightmare wasn't over yet...
He knew the pain was about to increase violently.

His father grabbed his collar and pulled him up.
"Do you want me to show you?" he asked, lust filling his voice "Do you want me to show you exactly what that idiot you call a friend will do to you?"

Dell's eyes widened and tried to push the hand away desperately; shaking his head slowly and a familiar prickling sensation met his eyes "No…" he whispered with a voice shrouded by fear "Please, I don't want to. I'm too tired…please."

He was brutally thrown to the ground and his father crawled over him.
"I'll show you…" He whispered back in Dell's ear, seemingly trying to be seductive "What you're really going to fear once more."

Dell felt the older man thimble with the buttons of his shirt, and looked away, the tingle persisting until it turned into tears, flowing freely as he did his best to stay as silent as he could, not even daring to look as his father took off his own pants. The pain he was going to go through…was going to be unimaginable.
But it didn't matter anymore.

It wasn't the first time.

The next day, Akaito waited patiently for Dell in front of the school gate, like he did every morning.
But when Dell still wasn't arriving after the second bell, he really started getting worried.
He knew for one that Dell wasn't the sort to skip school, whether he was sick or not, and secondly, if he was stuck at home, that meant he was with him.
He heard soft footsteps behind him as he turned nervously towards the school, and signed when he saw Dell coming towards him.
But the pleasure of seeing Dell again didn't last.
"Dell, what the hell happened?" he yelled, shocked to see the boy covered in bandaged and limping badly.
The Voyakiloid looked around him, as if to make sure no one was listening and said softly to the red-head "He didn't want to see me bandage up so I had to do it this morning on my way to school."
Akaito shook his head and took the teen in his arms.
He looked at his friend's frail body, that had lost weight in the last few weeks, the pale skin that had gotten even paler, the bruises seeming to increase day by day, and the un-mistakable scent of death that hanged about him.
"Let's skip school today" the red-head said calmly, taking Dell by the arm and dragging him out of the school yard.
The Voyakiloid didn't protest, or even try to slow Akaito down.
Dell was already submissive to one person, he could be to another.

He noticed that Akaito had taken his hand and held it firmly, as if Dell was going to melt if he let go.
The Voyakiloid smiled. He liked the fact he was being worried for, and mostly, he liked the fact he was being loved.
He squeezed Akaito's hand tighter; to reassure him, no matter what passers-by said. What he didn't expect was Akaito running up to his house and ringing the doorbell.

"Dell? Akaito?" Haku asked nervously as she opened the door. After giving a quick glance at her brother, she led them into the kitchen.

They could hear girls giving off pearls of laughter in the living room, so without a doubt, the beast wasn't there, and Dell relaxed instantly.
"The Nitroplus were in the city, touring with the Culture Japan team* so I invited them over..." Haku started in a soft voice. "SS-chan seems to have gone up a size again…"
Akaito smiled at Haku sweetly at the joke and gave a graver expression when he looked back at Dell.
"Why exactly aren't you at school?" she continued, her eyes brushing over her half-brother's bandages. "You have to concentrate on your studies…"

Akaito had known for a while that neither Haku nor Deruko got harmed by their father.
He had never understood why; but Dell seemed more than happy that his sisters weren't attacked. He could at least win there.

I don't know when I got alone. (I never have been)

The three heard the distinct sound of quick footsteps in the hallway, ending up being a very happy pink-haired girl.
"H-Haku-chan, do you need any help-" she stopped as she saw Dell's state and the bandages that covered him "Oh my goodness gracious—Dell, what ever happened to you?"
She shied backwards when she saw Akaito, her usual timid self coming back to hit her in the chest.
"Hello SS." Said the red-head quietly "I see you're doing well?"
The girl mumbles a 'yes', stroking a bit of her brightly coloured hair.

Super Sonico had liked Akaito for a very long time, but she knew that he was in love with Dell, and had immediately abandoned.
When her best friend Mirai, from the Culture Japan team had told her to not be so shy and try to seek out Akaito's love anyway, the pink haired simply shook her head sadly and said 'I want him to be happy as I am when I sing' and had left it at that.
She had been a very happy person by nature, so she soon got over it, luckily enough. But Mirai wasn't so sure.
She had shaken her head and sighed, patting Super Sonico's head with a smile.

Back to the present, Haku had just given Akaito and Dell a small scolding for skipping school, being yet as gentle as she could. Mirai, who was waiting in the living room for Super Sonico, had gone to the kitchen to see what the wait was for. She gave the same shriek her friend did when she saw the state Dell was in. She ran up to him and hugged him tightly, whispering to him all the encouragement she could think of.
She eventually let go when she noticed she was hurting him, even though he hadn't said a word.

Mirai looked at Haku, who grabbed Super Sonico and Akaito's arms, telling Dell to stay put.
When they were safely in the living room, the two girls and the red-head looked at Haku with concern.

"I really don't want to get into details but…" she sighed, shifting her weight to a different foot "When I got home last night, I found Dell on the kitchen floor crying. I panicked and ran up to him to try and comfort him, and I asked him what had happened. Of course he didn't answer…but to be honest he didn't even need to."
Akaito winced and crossed his muscular arms on his chest, trying to calm himself down, as the two other girls were doing "Why's that?" asked Akaito darkly.
The white-haired winced and looked down the corridor for a few seconds.
"He…there was a lot of blood. On his forehead, on the floor and…on one of the steel chairs."
"He hit him with a steel chair?" cried Super Sonico, tears flowing down her delicate face, as Mirai closed her eyes and nodded.
Akaito, though, stayed silent, as anger slowly crept up his skin…
"And…?"

Haku didn't even dare to look into Akaito's ruby eyes as she continued.
"I think…my step-father raped him."
Mirai snapped up in time to stop Akaito from running flat out towards the kitchen. "Wait!" she yelled at the furious red-head "Haku isn't even finished yet!"
Akaito looked back at her as if she was mad.
"I'm going to kill him!" yelled back the red-head, pushing Mirai out of the way.
Luckily enough, the brunette was strong, and she managed to sit Akaito down.
"I won't stand for this!" he cried out, tears staining his face.
Dell! Raped! The one person he loved the most had been violently and forcefully beaten nearly to death, and raped! He couldn't take it. Not him…not him.

He looked desperately at Haku, hoping that she was going to bring good news.
That this was a joke. A presumption. Anything!
But when he saw the glimmer of sadness invading Haku's eyes, he knew it was going to be something much worse.
Haku rubbed her eyes sadly.
"I…" she said "I asked him if he was really hurt…after what had happened. He-He looked at me and said 'Haku, it's okay you know. I'm used to it.'"

Akaito snapped and ran towards the kitchen, ignoring the girls yelling after him.
He found Dell, who, surprised by the sudden outburst, stared at Akaito with widened eyes as the red-head threw his arms around the frail body of the white-haired.
"Umm…" said Dell a little louder than he had been over the past few days, clinging onto Akaito's shirt "A-Akai-"
"I'm sorry!" the younger one cried, holding Dell tighter "I'm such a hypocrite. I told I'd always be there for you and I wasn't even able to be there for you when you needed me the most…I'm so sorry…"

Now the tears were flowing freely down his face, only making him tighten his grip on the smaller male.
The latter stared at Haku over Akaito's shoulder, searching for an answer to the sudden apologies.
His eyes widened when he understood what he read in those red globes that belonged to Haku.
"Y-You told." He whispered, starting to cry himself "Why would you do that? Why would you…?" he stopped to hiccup, and slid his arms around Akaito's neck as he broke down, the container holding in his pain and suffering exploding, showing only what Dell really was:
A fragile, violated teenager, looking for nothing but someone to hold him close and give him encouragement.

The girls, made emotional by the scene, joined the hug, forming for Dell a barrier, holding him safe, the only thing he asked for.
When they broke up, Akaito stared at Dell with worried eyes.
"Come live with me!" he said, holding Dell's hands eagerly. "You can escape from that monster!"
Dell smiled, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand and nodded, resting his forehead on Akaito's shoulder, falling slowly asleep.

He might be able to start being happy, too.

So with that, Dell started to live with Akaito in his apartment.
The teens had spent two months this way and Dell had grown back ever so slowly to his old, grumpy, slightly tsundere self.

He stuttered and blushed every time Akaito pulled him into a kiss, closing in on all the space between the two, and the white-haired would blush even more if the red-head licked his bottom lip like he obviously enjoyed doing.
Though now that he had found most a bit of his emotions back, he liked telling Akaito off all the time, and generally being five times more bitchy and complicated than he usually was.
Luckily Akaito didn't mind. For him, being with Dell was enough…or was it?

He admitted to his lover discreetly that he was getting desperate for something Dell didn't quite understand like he would have wanted to, making him even more bitchy. Nice going, Akaito.
"I know I shouldn't." he had said to him "But I'm seriously needing it…"
Dell stared at him as though he was an absolute nutter.
"Akaito…?"
"Worst is, it won't change until that happens…"
"Akaito."
"I don't even know if you're okay…"
"BLODDY HELL AKAITO, LISTEN WILL YOU?"
The red-head smiled at Dell, who gained his composure and sat back down on the couch they had both occupied to eat dinner. "What is it?"
"Look, right." The Voyakiloid said sternly "You keep on going on and on, but I seriously have NO idea what you're going on about. Be more clear!"
Akaito bellowed loudly and gave Dell a quick peck on the cheek.
He sat back, looked at Dell's pouting face and laughed again. "'More clear'?" he laughed, tears of laughter invading his eyesight "Don't you mean 'clearer'?"
The White-haired cursed and blushed, realising his own mistake. He hit Akaito softly on the chest, and turned his head away when Akaito bent down to kiss him again.
The red-head laughed and mimicked one of Dell's pouty faces, hugging the elder one and holding him close, with the white-haired's head resting on his chest.
He noticed Dell still wouldn't give in to the kiss, so he decided to put a plan he had thought up in action…a plan that would get his craving satisfied too…

He cupped Dell's chin and put on a broken hearted face, trying his best to get the smaller one's attention.
"You know Dell…" he said slowly "I don't think…we should stay together for very long."
Dell immediately went into a panicky mode, instantly thinking it was true.
Akaito chuckled, dipped Dell's upper body and kissed him deeply, the smaller one's hands pushing gently against his torso, closing his eyes and accepting the kiss.

When Akaito broke away so that Dell could take a breather, Dell grabbed onto the red-head's collar and yanked him down a little, surprising the him by his boldness.
"Don't say that again. Don't you dare even think about fucking saying that again. You won't make it out of my fists alive if you do…" The Voyakiloid was whispering, his voice half-covered by…lust?
Akaito smirked and kissed the elder one more passionately, before breaking the kiss a little too soon, moving down towards his neck, pulling slowly on his tie, wanting more of the pale skin beneath him.
Dell froze for a moment, than shook his head and pushed Akaito off.
"I'm sorry Akaito…" he said, a glint of fear shining in his eyes as he sat up.
The red-head winced and lifted a hand through his fiery hair, regretting his actions a little.
"No it's…" he sighed, looking down "It's my fault, I'm sorry. I know you're scared but…"
He turned on the couch and lifted Dell's head so he could look into his ruby eyes.
"Being this close to you…" he continued, his own eyes shifting away "is really turning me on…"
Dell blushed and pushed the other one's hand away, cursing.
He swooped to the floor as Akaito leaned in on him dangerously, squatting down and sticking his tongue out at the red-head.
They both stared at each other, and then fell into an absolute fit of laughter.

When the afternoon came round, the younger teen packed a small side-bag, stuffed with notebooks and useless junk kids usually bring to school and never use.
Unlike Dell, he had remedial.
He kissed Dell's forehead as he went out, and making him blush with another kiss, this time on his lips.
"Promise you'll call as soon as you finish, 'kay?" Dell told the red-head, looking sideways "I don't want to be alone…"
Akaito ruffled the elder one's hair with a smile and ran out, late as always.

"Knowing Akaito he'll probably be late…" the white-haired told himself, sitting on the couch with a Bic and a notepad "And he finishes at …eight?" he looked absent-mindedly at the clock, realising it was still one o'clock.
Dell sighed and drew a random chibi with the Bic on the white paper, enjoying the inky smell the pen gave off.

A loud knock resonated in the apartment at that moment, making Dell jumped, giving his chibi a moustache in the process.
He grumbled and got up, wondering who could be visiting.
He opened the door and was pushed brutally into the room; a hand grabbed onto his hair and dragged him across the room after slamming the door closed.
Dell screamed and tried to bat the hand away, but received a harsh kick in response.
"What the hell are you doing here, you slut." growled a low voice, letting go of the grip in the Voyakiloid's hair.
Dell's eyes snapped open and he managed to back away quickly, whimpering when he saw the face of a very angry father…
The man in question brought up a bag in Dell's view, shaking it.
"We're going to have fun, Dell…" his father said, his voice low and lustful "and I'm going to ram into you so hard you'll wish you were dead…"
"I already do."

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Akaito opened the door to the apartment, seven hours later, to find it deserted from his lover.
He didn't seem alarmed at first, so carelessly threw his bag on the sofa and crashed beside it, sighing.
He waited a few minutes, and then started to wonder what his lover was up to.

Getting up, he noticed a smell he hadn't noticed before, a metallic, foul smell.

Blood.

Akaito panicked, and rushed to his room, searching for the white-haired teen.
And when he did find him, he had to take a step back.

Dell was lying on Akaito's bed naked, bruises covering his entire body and fresh blood dripping from his head and wrists, where a rope had been attaching his hands together in a way that every time Dell moved his hands, the rope would get tighter, and eventually started ripping off the skin on his wrists.
He had been silenced with a ball-gag and blindfolded with a tear-stained cloth, so tight it was probably bruising him.
The teen was in a turtle position on his side, whimpering and crying at the pain he felt all over him, and for the torture he had endured for the last six hours.
But for him that last hour was the worst. Not knowing whether his cruel father was going to come back or not…was the worst.

Akaito rushed to undo the ropes, the gag and the blindfold, and he noticed that Dell had stiffened immediately at the contact of the younger one's soft hands, fear exploding in his veins.
"Dell, it's me, please…" whispered Akaito urgently, not even bothering with saying things like 'it's okay' or 'are you all right?' because with what he could see he was obviously not "Dell…did he come here? Was it him?"

Dell, instead of being reassured by his lover, screamed and scampered to the farthest end of the bed, protecting his head with his arms.
"I'm sorry!" he cried, his barrier finally breaking down "Please don't! I can't take it anymore…please!"
Akaito rushed to his side and threw a blanket over him, hugged him close and ushered things into his ear, rocking him slowly.
After a few minutes Dell's crying had died down, and he seemed to have come back to the present, slowly but surely.
"Akai…to?" he asked, his eyes closed.
The red-head smiled weakly as he nosed Dell's hair, holding the elder one tighter until he discovered he was badly hurting him.
"You're safe now. I'm taking you to a hospital, where you'll get better, and then I'll file a report to the police, who'll throw that fucker in prison for perpetuity. I'm sorry I couldn't save you before…this…happened…"

Dell looked up to Akaito's worried face. "He left you a note…" he said.
Akaito's eyes widened as he looked over to the bedside table where a note had been stapled a stupid amount of times to the wall above the table, completely ruining it.
He got up, making sure to lay the elder one down carefully onto the bed, and snatched the note off of the wall.

'I bet all you want is to pound into him, so I prepared him for you, have fun!'

Akaito ripped the note into small pieces and threw it furiously to the ground, cursing and yelling more than Dell had ever heard him even whisper.
"W-what did it say…?" he whispered, scared of Akaito's suddenly violent personality.
Akaito cursed even louder and picked a surprised Dell up like you would a bride, threw another blanket over him with one hand and rushed him to the hospital.

At the said hospital, they took immediate care of the teen, and within a few hours he had gotten his wounds cleaned up and had taken a strong medicine, making him a little dizzy and oblivious to what he was saying.
Akaito had waited patiently during those long hours, praying to any damned god out there.
The voice of a doctor coming up was what he feared.
He got up to greet him, and the doctor smiled, reassuring the red-head immensely.
"He'll be fine" the doctor told Akaito "he may have a frail body, but he's very strong. Not just physically but mentally as well. He might have to go to one or two sessions, but I don't think he'll need therapy."
Akaito thanked the doctor and went quickly to see his lover.

Dell was sitting up, eyes tracing the sky through the window.
"Dell?" asked the red-head, a smile creeping along his face in relief when the elder one smiled back. "Hey."
"Are you…going to be okay?" Akaito asked, looking around before kissing Dell's forehead gently "After what happened I don't know if I can really keep you safe…"
Dell shook his head and gave Akaito a sweet smile. "Oh come on Akaito, I'm stronger than that!"
But the red-head didn't believe that as much as the Voyakiloid would have wanted him to. "Dell, how can I believe that? You broke down, I was there, remember?" he stroked the elder one's hair, bringing him in an embrace. "I promise I'll never make you cry."
The white-haired smiled and nuzzled his face into Akaito's chest, taking in the smell of his lover.

Behind the door, a nurse with twin drill-tails giggled as she walked off, a picture of her most favourite pastime in her hands. "Aah," she sighed happily, holding the picture against her chest "sweet, impossible love, how romantic!" She scurried off to start writing an important letter to a friend of the good news she had.
Back in the room, Dell had smiled, but he knew that it wasn't over.
He knew that, by what his father had told him, it was going to get worse.

….

*Nitroplus is a group, for a rhythm game or something, that's a bit like Vocaloid, since Super Sonico is the personification of the singing voice. The Culture Japan Team is a series presented by Danny Choo, it's about, well, Japan. Mirai is Danny and his team's character.

In one episode (you can see this part in the one hour digested version of series one on YouTube) you can see Super Sonico and Mirai in cut animation 'filming' Danny. Both of them are so moe! So please excuse me if Mirai is OOC. (BTW, my icon is Super Sonico…so cute!) BTW, to anyone wondering, yes, Danny Choo is British.

I was gunna write something on Dell not wanting to go live with kai-kai because of Haku and Deruko, but now I'm like 'fuck that' I want to be nice after all I've done.
Anyway, it's the end of chapter one! And I'm not happy at all.
I was going for around 6000 words…but oh well ^^ I'll make another fiction where I accomplish that! But I felt I needed to cut this down into a chapter at the last moment.
I don't know how many chapters this will have, but don't worry; it has a happy ending…normally.
I was going to make Elizaveta from Axis Powers Hetalia be the peeping nurse, but that would make this some sort of crossover, and that kind of sucks.

AND NO, I don't feel like a bitch writing this, I enjoyed it and smiled when Dell got tortured. Why? Because I am a sadist, that's why. I ENJOYED writing about that. But don't worry, I'm a very kind person ^^