A/N: Please do not ask me where I got the idea to write this story! I just get ideas, and write them down.

Chapter 1

Fight! Fight! Fight!

"What's this?" Len held up an envelope, containing a fan drawn photo. Len was always cute, even if he wasn't the smartest vocaloid. He studied the turquoise blue envelope. The color suggested that it was a picture of me. He turned it over onto the front. In master's cursive writing it had my name.

I spoke, "Please...Promise me, whatever is in the envelope, you won't make fun of me?" I hoped they would agree with me. I don't want to get harassed like Rin had.

I felt so bad for her. However, since I was under so much peer-pressure, I kinda made fun of her too. I wonder if she would do the same thing to me.

Her picture was her sucking on a lollipop. I know you would think that's not that bad, but she was blushing a little, and she had a bigger chest. Everyone kept asking her if she would turn out like that. Until, she finally ran into her room crying. She didn't come out 'til a month later, and she found out that Len's was worse.

Len had a dirty 'Spice' photo. It didn't help me though, since the photo was with him, and I. But I snuck the envelope before it, and snipped me out of the photo, before the others got to see it.

Kaito, being the envelope tearer, took it. I braced myself, and closed my eyes. I didn't want to be in the room. If I sneak out, will he open it anyways? He probably will. Who chooses these envelopes anyways? It's always the pictures. It's never last year's photos where I'm holding a box with Rin and Len puppets in it. Or with Kaito and I kissing under a tree. It's always those pictures.

I mean come on. Those pictures hurt people. I don't even like when Kaito talks about the subject. Why me? I thought it was Meiko's turn for publicity? Not me...

Kaito took the letter opener to the envelope.

Then someone shouted. "WAIT!" It was weird, since it was my voice. I looked around.

"What?" Kaito questioned. He was looking at me with his eyes. Did I say it? I couldn't tell...

I looked at the ground, and mumbled, "Nothing..." I looked up at him. "I don't know..." I trailed off.

He carried on then, and began to take out the picture.

"NO!" I screamed.

His hand slammed the envelope down on the table, with the picture back in. "WHAT?" He screamed too.

I was beginning to tear up. "I don't want to see it..." My legs trembled as I ran out of the room.

I shut the door, and leaned against it. I was breathing heavily, and my mechanical heart felt like it was ready to burst.

I put my ear to the door, even though, I really didn't want to hear. Not surprisingly, there was laughter, and mumbling.

No, I can't bare it. I need to know about the picture. I took a leek out of my left pigtail, and I reached for the doorknob. But surprisingly it turned on it's own. "Eh?" I gasped, and my voice sounded like a child's.

It was Gakupo. Oh no, I looked up at him. I imagined my eyes big, and with tears stained down my cheeks. I never wiped them, and usually I don't.

"Oh, hello Miku..." He greeted me nervously. I looked at the purple haired samurai.

"Ga- Ga-" I finally swallowed the knot, after he laughed at my baby pronunciation of his name. "-Kupo." I finished. "What did the picture look like?" I needed to know.

He looked at me, and his face turned red when he looked at my leek. "Oh, you know just the normal everyday 'picture'." He put air quotes around picture.

"What?" I asked. Since he wasn't giving me that much detail at the moment, I was kind of relaxed. If I wasn't in this kind of situation before, I would act exactly the way I'm acting right now.

He made a face, and looked at me, with his face still a tomato. "Well, get on all fours, and take your leek-"

I cracked then. My voice interrupted him with a short squeal out of my mouth. I stuck my vegetable in my mouth, to try to stifle a panic attack.

His face turned as purple as his hair, and he started laughing. His deep laugh echoed down the hallway, and I could feel my face heat up. "Hah- Miku- Hah-" He gasped a lot between those words.

I finally noticed what he was laughing at, and I took the leek out of my mouth. I looked at him for a little bit, and punched him in the stomach, as my eyes filled with water. Although, that still didn't keep him from laughing.

I decided to take my sorrow elsewhere, and I walked to my bedroom.

I wasn't planning on staying in my room for a month like Rin had. I only need somewhere where people won't notice how embarrassed I was about that photo.

I made a story, or a clip in my head.

A long-blue-haired girl named Miku Hatsune once had an embarrassing drawing of herself. It was drawn by one of those artist otakus.

In the days that all of her friends noticed the drawings, they made fun of her for it. Then, she came up with a plan, where she would go to the artists house, and beat him up.

Well, the next day she did. Wearing a red, and white sexy santa suit, and having a plain box wrapped with a bow, she went to the house the next Christmas. When the artist didn't even know. Haha that rhymes. When she got to the house, she climbed down the chimney, as Santa would do, and she went to his bedroom.

She carried a leek, and he was asleep. She held it above her head, and kept hitting him with it again, again!

He was scared, but as she did hit him, she didn't care. She was overjoyed, and then as she got her revenge, she left. Hoping he'd learn his lesson, and would never, ever do it again.

I noticed I was smiling afterward, and I immediately stopped. I exhaled and leaned back into my pillows. I looked around my bedroom. I took in the turquoise walls, and my green and white carpet. My comfy bedspread, and the large castle doors that held the entrance closed. I was in my world in my room, and I didn't want to leave.

Until, I heard knocking on the door.

"Miku?" It was Meiko's voice. "Miku? We want to know if you are coming to supper!" Meiko's voice bled through the doors.

I growled at the thought of supper. Everyone's going to be there. Wait, maybe I can sit at SF-A2 Miki's table with her and Gumi. They are nice vocaloids, and shy, so maybe they'll let me sit there.

Meiko's voice came again still shouting my name through.

"Okay!" I shouted back. My voice was a little hoarse from the second knot that choked me when I was running through the hallway.

I walked over to the door, and put my ear to it, and listened for Meiko's footsteps to disappear. I could hear a sigh, and some walking.

After two minutes of standing there, thinking, I left my comfort zone. I pondered over where I was going to sit, as I walked to the dining hall.

When I arrived, everyone looked at me and started laughing. Uh oh... My face turned red, and my hand clenched around something. I looked down at my hand. It turns out, I haven't noticed I carried my leek to the dining hall. I looked at Miki's table when the laughing died off. It turns out, for some reason, SF-A2 Miki's table was full. I can't believe it.

I looked around for an empty spot at a table, and found that there was an open spot over at Kaito's table. "No." I whispered to myself.

I kept looking and then somebody tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, and found one of the new vocaloids in front of me.

"What do you want?" My voice was lowered, and cold. All the time, they kept saying I want to be as famous as Miku, or more! My eyes were narrowed into slits.

The red haired girl stood before me. Her cape following her slightly on the floor. I like to think of her as the new Luka, since her voice is so low. 'Though, it annoys me, because it makes her sound like a guy. What was her name? Cul? I think so...

Her mouth opened, and she began to speak. "Would you like to sit our table?" She gestured to a table with some of the people I know, but mostly all of the vocaloid3s were sitting there. However, Meiko was hovering over Lui, and talking to him. I wonder what...

"Um..." I thought about it, and then a positive answer came out of my mouth. The next thing is, I am sitting with Cul, and everyone else. I was very out of my comfort zone.

Especially, when people at the table don't recognize you are there, and just talk about you. I cleared my throat, and the two looked at me. It was Lui and Ring. I don't understand them.

"Oh, sorry Miku..." Lui put a spoonful of corn into his mouth.

Oliver looked over at me, from Rin and Len's table. He waved at me smiling, and then got back to his food. I smiled back secretly. Rin, Len, and Oliver consider themselves a family. Since, Oliver's bandage bow looks like Rin's. I wish I had friendship family... I sighed.

I took a look at Ring. Her hair was a tint lighter from mine. Her last name also sounds some what like mine. Hatsune, Suzune...Okay nevermind. I sighed, and took a bite of my chicken.

Cul cocked her head. "Miku, is something wrong?" As she talked I could still see food in her mouth. A whole chunk of chewed potatoes.

"No..." I whispered. I pushed my food out of the way, and laid my head down on the table.

"Okay..." She resumed eating.

Then all of a sudden, Zatsune Miku my evil twin walked over to the table. "Miku, can you stop trolling so you stop making us look bad?" The confusing words that came out of her mouth made me freeze.

I turned around and faced her. "What?"

She looked at me, and it looked like she had trouble doing so. "Your 'publicity' is making me look bad too." She sighed, closing her eyes. "Everyone's calling me and asking if I'll turn out just like you..."

I leaned in towards her. "Well what do you want me to do about it?"

She made a face and pushed me into the table. "I'm not asking you to do anything...just stop acting like such a crybaby!" She screamed crybaby. I am not a crybaby, I am just emotional.

Everyone turned eyes to us. I blushed, and slapped her in the face. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I looked down, and her fist broke my nose. I screamed in pain, as it felt unbearable.

Cul circled around the table, and pulled Zatsune Miku away from me. "Cool it!"

I was laying on the cafeteria floor, just bleeding, and my ears were ringing with everyone's voices.

My evil twin managed to get out of Cul's grip, and she stormed out. Before she exited, she yelled, "Slutsune!"

I felt cold, and lonely then. I didn't want to get up. Just lay on the floor, and turn off.

"Miku?" Cul's voice was low.

I saw another person, and then another. "Miku are you alright?" Ring's voice sounded. It was so hard to hear.

Some other people were walking over. "Take her to Master!" I think that was Oliver's voice. But he was at Rin and Len's table. Could he have seen the fight?

I felt hands wrap around my arms and I was hoisted up on my feet. A migraine came and I just wanted to lay down. Pins were all I could think about. I thought about my song 'Rolling Girl'. I didn't want to walk.

I heard somebody walk over. "Here, I'll carry her..." I couldn't make out the voice. But it sounded reassuring.

The mysterious person wrapped their arm around my back, then around my knees, and picked me up bridal style. I opened my eyes a squint. The person had short blond hair. I tried listening for a voice again.

They didn't talk. I bounced in their arms as they walked down the hallway to Master. Is that where we are going?

I moaned a little from the pins, migraine. Their eyes looked down at me, they were a blurry blue.

It wasn't Len though. "Just close your eyes." I got the person then. It was Leon. The first vocaloid1 to be created. I felt my head petted. What?

Lola was beside me, and walking. "Poor thing..." Her voice was low, and calm.

My eyes closed, and I did turn off.

Stayed tuned for the next Chapter! Oh wait, it's up already! Hehe ^0^