hey people im taking on oniyuri for a friend of mine kari im reposting all the chapters on here that were already written though k well u guys know I dont own it or the vocaloids so ya on with the story

by the way this is g

First day of school. Transferring into a new school in the middle of the year sucks. Everyone's already got friends so I'm pretty much screwed. From what my friend Miko Ooka says, this school is big on clicks which means I'll never make any friends. A social out cast. I feel like I'm gonna die here or something.

I stood at the front of the school trembling. Even the school building is intimidating and I haven't even mentioned the students yet. Apparently anyone new gets stared at cause all eyes were on me and it was freaking me out.

Don't back down Miku, you've got this. I clutched my notebook to my chest and walked on to the entrance of the school. I tried my best to only look at the doors but I sadly made a few glances at the students. A few looked like they wanted to kill me and many looked at me like I was stinky dumpster.

Just as I was going to open the door to the school, the door swung out and hit me right in face. I fell to the ground and my book bag exploded sending all my books all over the stairs. Luckily I didn't have any papers in them or this would really be a mess.

I scrabbled to pick them up before one of the other students tried to ruin them. As I went to grab the last book, someone picked it up. I looked up to see some guy with glasses holding it. He looked at the title as he adjusted his glasses.

"Advanced Chemistry." He read aloud. "Very nice." He handed me the book. I quickly stuffed it in my bag. He held his hand out to me. I hesitated in taking his hand but I finally gave in and let him pull me up. "I'm sorry about that. Don't worry; this happens to a lot of people." He let go of my hand. "My names Kiyoteru Hiyama and I'm the school body president. You must be the new student, Miku Hatsune."

"Yeah, that's me." I rubbed my forehead. Man did that hurt. I've probably got some embarrassing red bump on my forehead. What a great way to start my first day. Fantastic.

"Come, I'll give you a tour." He pushed me into the school. It looked pretty average. No different then my last school. The students however were very different. It was like walking through a mind field. One wrong step and you die.

"It becomes less intimidating after a week." He whispered to me.

"Is it always this bad?" I asked Kiyoteru.

"Completely. It's rare to see two groups mix. Well except in classes. If your apart of a click, you'll never be pared in a group with anyone from it. The teachers are all about everyone getting along. Usually everyone does but a bunch of gangsters joined our school a month or two ago and they've been causing a lot of trouble. Sadly, the more trouble they cause, the more work I have."

"Do they hurt anyone?"

"Oh yeah." Kiyoteru adjusted his glasses. "Mostly the weaker guys in science clubs or math clubs. Lately they've been hitting the martial art clubs. It's been a mess."

"You look like you're under a lot of stress. You should take a day off."

"Yeah and who'd take care of those imbeciles?" Kiyoteru asked with a chuckle.

I'm really gonna regret this. "I could try."

"You?" He chuckled. "Please say you're joking?"

"Well…in middle school I was in the karate club and I did plenty of years of various martial arts. I could give it a try." I nervously scratched my arm. "It's not I have anything better to do anyways."

"To dangerous. I'm not gonna let a new student die on my watch."

"Die?' I shrieked.

"Or get brutally injured." Kiyoteru added.

"That doesn't sound much better." I said nervously.

"I highly suggest you just avoid them at all costs." Kiyoteru explained.

"But I don't even know what they look like." I objected.

"Trust me, when you see one, you'll know." Kiyoteru held out his hand. "Give me your schedule. I'll help you to your first class."

"Thank you President Hiyama." I handed him my schedule.

"No need to be so formal. Just call me Kiyoteru." He smiled. "Looks like we'll have advanced chemistry together."

"Well at least I'll know someone." This is turning out to be slightly better then I expected. At least I know someone decent here but I feel like that's not gonna matter in the long run. This sucks.

My first period class was my singing class. My new school, Kabu Academy, is a singing and dancing school. It focuses more on singing and dancing then academics. My last school had an awful music programs so my parents thought I deserved the best singing school in the country. My parents are pretty wealthy so this school is a lot like my last school. It was for upper class citizens which made school a little more interesting but this school seemed to be for those who were rich and talented.

When I walked into my class I noticed two guys and a girl wearing black leather jackets in the back of the class room. The first one has short dark blue hair that was just long enough to drift over the tops of his sea blue eyes. He looked strong and tough. Probably really mean. The kind of person who'd rip your head off if you said one wrong thing to him. Pushing past all the meanness, he was really hot.

The second guy had long purple hair that draped around him like a curtain. His eyes were a deep color that I just couldn't place. He seemed just as mean as the first guy but this guy seemed more like a Casanova then an 'I'll kill you if you speak to me' kind of guy. He had brutal strength. I didn't even have to look at the lower half of his body to know that. His face said it all.

The girl had long pink hair that made her seem really tough for some reason. Her deep blue eyes seemed to cut you in half if she looked at you. She seemed like someone that didn't take crap from anyone. I couldn't really tell if she had any strength but if she's rolling with that crowd, she's got to have some kind of physical ability.

I nervously walked over to the teacher. "Good morning."

She turned to me. "Oh good morning. You must be Mrs. Hatsune. It's so great to meet a music protégée like yourself. Do you think you'd be willing to sing something for us today? It is required for a new student to perform in this class. It's just a formality. You understand don't you?" she asked.

She was a very pretty woman for a teacher. She had long grayish white hair that was tied back into a pony tail. She had on a black pencil skirt and a low cut pink top along with a white lab coat which I didn't really get since she's not a science teacher. She seemed nice though.

She turned to the class and banged a ruler on the chalk board. "Everyone shut up and take your seats!" she yelled. Everyone rushed to take there seats. I guess she's not so nice after all. She let out a very angry breath and quickly calmed down. "Everyone this is Miku Hatsune. She is a transfer student from Sayuri Academy. She's going to sing something for us today." She held out an IPod to me. "Go on, pick any song you want. School appropriate of course."

I flinched and nervously took the IPod. I slowly scrolled through the music until I decided on Rolling Girl. I held the IPod back out to the teacher. "Oh, that's a good one." She nodded to me. "When your ready just tell me when." She handed me a microphone. I turned it on and let out a breath. I nodded to her. She smiled and pressed play.

I sang the best I could. I put my whole heart into the song and people's eyes were wide. I wasn't sure if it was because they thought I sucked or because I was good. I couldn't decide so I just tried even harder and tried to not look like a show off. When I finished the class was silent.

The teacher clapped for me and the class awkwardly started to clap. "Very good Mrs. Hatsune. Just what I'd expected from you. I'm always blown away by students who put there heart into music. Excellent job. Why don't you take a seat next to Gakupo?" the teacher glared at the guy with the purple hair. "Be nice to her or I'll make sure your parole officer hears about you poor behavior." She snapped.

"Yes Mrs. Yowane." Gakupo mumbled.

"That goes for the rest of you." she glared at the blue haired guy. "Kaito." She glared at the girl. "Luka."

"Yes Mrs. Yowane." Both of them mumbled.

I nervously walked up the aisle to my seat. All three of them glared at me as I sat down and set my bag on the floor at my feet. Mrs. Yowane began to write on the chalk board and everyone began talking. The blue haired guy grabbed my chair and turned it so I was facing him in one swift movement.

"Listen Hatsu or whatever your name is. If you know what's good for you, you'll go back to whatever school you came from. You don't belong here and if your not gone in three days time, your gonna regret it." he said with the scariest look on his face I've ever seen.

I took in a deep breath and then glared into his eyes. I know I'm really gonna regret this. "Make me." I rose to my feet, turned my chair back around and sat back down. Despite being freaked out by this school, it is the best school for singers in the country and I won't let some big tough guys try and stop me from going here. It was a gift from my mom to send me here so I'm not going to ask her to take us back no matter what happens to me here. No matter how much I hate it.

Kaito's hands grabbed my shoulders and jerked me back so the top of my chair was against his desk. "I don't think you get it pig tails. We'll make your life miserable."

I glared up at him. "I'm aware." I pushed his hands off my shoulders and my chair clanked back to its normal position. "There's nothing you can do to make me leave this school. You should just live with it and move on." I picked up my bag and riffled through it to find my notebook. I grabbed a pencil and began to take notes.

"Listen girly." Luka said grabbing my arm. "You leave or I'm going to mess up your pretty little face."

I pushed her hand off my arm. "Are you poor at hearing? I said I'm not going anywhere. Do what you want but I'm not leaving." I snapped. I turned around and began to take notes. I wasn't bothered by them again until the end of the class when I heard a snip. I turned to find half of my pigtail cut.

My eyes widened. "My hair." Luka snickered.

Mrs. Yowane turned around and I watched the anger wash over her face. "All three of you, to the principles office now!" she yelled. She walked over to me as they started to gather there things to leave. "Miku, are you alright? Do you want to go home?"

I reached in my bag and pulled out a pair of scissors. I grabbed my pig tail that wasn't cut and measured where to cut and then with one snip, my hair was balanced out again. Everyone in the class gasped. I pulled out my hair ties and let my hair fall around me. Before it was down to my knees but now it's up to my elbows.

"Please continue Mrs. Yowane. Don't mind me. I'll clean up my mess at once." I quickly gathered up all my hair and walked over to the trash can in the front of the room. The three of them stood there in utter shock. Everyone watched me like I had just committed murder. I sat down in my chair like nothing happened. "Why is everyone looking at me? It's just hair, it grows back. I was going to cut it anyways." I looked down at my notes then up at Mrs. Yowane. "I believe we were in the middle of this falsetto." I said pointing at my notes.

Mrs. Yowane nodded. "Yes, that's right." she glared at the three of them who stood in the doorway dumbfounded. "Go. Now." The three of them walked out of the room but they never took there eyes off me until I was out of there sights. Mrs. Yowane awkwardly went on with her lesson.

I walked to lunch and was shocked to see that Kiyoteru was sitting alone. He sat there at one of the many circular tables reading a textbook and taking notes as he mindlessly ate from his box lunch every now and again. I walked over to him. "Do you always eat alone?"

Kiyoteru looked up from his textbook and half smiled. "Yes I do. I may be student body president but I'm still a dork." He closed his textbook and then his notebook. His eyes widened. "Your hair, that happened?"

I flinched but forced a smile. "Just a little miss hap with some scissors. No biggy. I was going to cut it this short anyways. It was way to long. You have no idea how long it takes to brush hair like that. Super annoying." I pulled my box lunch from my bag. "You don't mind if I eat with you do you?"

"By all means." Kiyoteru said. His eyes didn't leave my hair. "What really happened? No way was that a miss hap. Someone did that to you on purpose didn't they?"

My smile faltered for a second. "One of those gangsters you were talking about did it to prove a point to me. She cut half my pig tail off so I had to balance it out and I cut the other one. In the middle of class too." I pulled out my cute pink chop sticks with little flowers on them and opened my box lunch.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. It's really no big deal. It's just hair. It will grow back eventually. I actually had an appointment for a hair cut next week but I guess I can cancel it now." I turned his textbook so I could read the title. "Quantum physics. Sounds extremely advanced for a high school student."

"It is. I'm studying it on my own. My Physics teacher says I don't have to take the class since I've already surpassed everyone in the school in science and there are no higher classes to take. She gave me this textbook so I could continue my studies during my new free period." Kiyoteru explained.

"Do you ever just it down and watch T.V.?" I asked.

"Sure. Educational shows only of course."

My eyes grew impassive. "Seriously?" He nodded. "Ok, this weekend were going to a Café and were gonna eat crap loads of ice cream. Then were going to the movies and then were gonna go for a walk in the park. Cancel whatever you have planned cause I refuse to hear you say no." I crossed my arms and smiled with satisfaction.

"Actually, I don't have plans…that sounds nice." Kiyoteru seemed intrigued with me. "Why the park?"

"So we can go play on the play ground. Duh." I rolled my eyes.

"Aren't we way to old for that?"

"Oh completely which is why were gonna go at sundown so no one will be around to see us acting way under our age." I smiled. "I think of everything right?"

Kiyoteru chuckled. "Do we have to?"

"Have you ever played on a playground?"

"No."

"Then yes we do." I answered. I stabbed my rolled egg with my chop sticks and ate it.

Kiyoteru half smiled. "Thank you."

"For?"

"For…I guess I don't know. Trying to befriend me I guess." Kiyoteru ate some rice.

"No problem. You seem like a nice guy Kiyoteru. You just need to do something other then studying for a change." I smiled. "And I'm gonna make sure you do. Starting with this weekend. Next weekend were going to an amusement park."

"I can see my schedules gonna be booked for the next few weekends."

"Oh of course. I'm going to make sure you do everything a normal high school student does that you haven't done already. I'm assuming you haven't been to an amusement park."

"Never."

"Yep were going." I pushed his textbook aside. "You know everything; it won't kill you to watch some mind numbing T.V. like anime or something."

"But educational shows are –"

"Don't even finish that sentences, your goal this week is to watch no educational shows. Watch cop shows or dramas. Sports, anything but educational shows. Promise me." I held out my pinky.

He laughed and linked pinkies with me. "Thanks Miku."

"Yes I know. I'm pretty amazing." I stabbed my spicy tuna roll. "Just trying to help a friend."

I heard footsteps stop behind my chair. "Looks like the new girls hanging around with the schools biggest dork." I tilted my head book so I could see who it was. It was about 8 of those gangsters, Gakupo, Kaito and Luka included. They seemed pretty pissed. "You must think you're so smart." The person speaking looked exactly like Kaito only with red hair. From what I could tell, Akaito was the head of this group.

"No I'm actually not that smart. I've only got a 3.4 GPA. Not to impressive." I shoved my spicy tuna roll in my mouth and turned my chair so I could look at them. When I swallowed I set my chopsticks down. "What exactly do you want from me? I haven't done anything to provoke you have I?"

"You got my friends in trouble today. One week of detention." The red haired guy said.

"They shouldn't have cut my hair. You shouldn't blame me for what your friends do during class to other students. That just makes you sound unintelligent." I looked at Kiyoteru. "Wouldn't you agree?"

"Miku, maybe you should stop talking." Kiyoteru said with a fearful look on his face.

"Why should I do that? If he hurts me on school grounds, he'll get suspended or expelled. If he does it on the streets, he gets arrested." I pointed out.

"You're a real smart ass." He snapped.

"Miku, seriously stop talking." Kiyoteru said in a much louder voice. Everyone was watching us now. I zipped my lips and threw away the key.

"You're lucky I don't wipe that smile of your face." He said with angry eyes.

"Go with what you feel." I covered my mouth. "Woops, I forgot I wasn't suppose to talk." I said throwing my hands.

"That's it." Akaito went to punch me but I grabbed his arm and flipped him over my shoulder.

"That was an assault." I said pointing at Akaito on the floor.

"Miku…how'd you do that?" Kiyoteru asked in shock.

"I wasn't lying about all that martial arts stuff. I'm an experienced fighter. My mom told me if you ever want to be safe in this world, you either learn to fight or you never leave your house. Obviously I chose option one." I rose from the table and took a fighting stance. "Anyone else?"

"How dare you?" Akaito snarled. He went to grab my leg but I jumped out of the way.

"A street fighter can never out do a martial artist no matter how much strength you have. Remember that." I held out my hand to him. "Violence is never necessary unless you're protecting yourself you know." He grabbed my arm and threw me towards the wall but I kicked off the wall and landed gracefully on top of an uninhabited lunch table. I jumped down and walked back to my table. Kiyoteru stared at me like I was a monster as I sat down at the table. "You know what? I think I like this hair. It's much easier to move around with. My longer hair always got in the way."

The red haired guy's hand slid onto my shoulder. "You've got a lot of strength. I like that in a woman. Why don't you join my gang?" he got close to my ear. "Maybe I'll let you take me out to dinner this weekend." He whispered.

I pushed his hand off my shoulder. "No thanks. I already have plans. Maybe some other time when I'm not busy doing important things." I picked up my chopsticks. "As for your gang offer, I will respectfully decline. How am I going to get into college when I'm in a gang? I'd never get accepted anywhere. Wouldn't that suck? That stuff sticks with you for life." I poked my second spicy tuna roll. "I suggest you get out why you can red head."

"What did you call me?"

"Well I don't know your name. It was the first thing that came to mind." I explained.

"You don't know who I am?" he scuffed.

"I'm a new student. I don't know who anyone is. I moved here from Hiroshima. You expect me to know every person in Tokyo?" I asked.

"I'm gonna kill you." red head snarled.

Gakupo grabbed his arms. "She's not worth it man."

"I'm gonna get you blue hair." Red head snapped.

"I'm not sure what you mean by that comment but good luck with what ever you're getting." I turned back to my food. The gangsters slowly dispersed but Kaito stayed behind with some blond girl who also wore a black leather jacket like Kaito.

She had long blond hair that looked about elbow length. Her eyes weren't as cold as everyone else's but she was tough none the less. She could definitely do some damage on me if she really wanted to…you know if I wasn't trying that is. She seemed to be rather strong despite her thin figure. Very impressive. She's like me, muscles that don't show up like most women who work out. I could tell that, of all the people in this gang, this girl was definitely going to be more sympathetic then the rest of this gang combined.

"Hatsune." He grabbed my shoulder and got close to my ear just like red head did. "You shouldn't mess with Akaito. He'll kill you." Apparently red head's name is Akaito. Figures. A pair of twins with extremely similar names. How original.

"He's not capable of killing a water flea." I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled. "I believe I like you. Why don't you and me go grab some dinner tonight?"

"Can't. I have plans." I said flatly.

"With who?"

"Kiyoteru." I answered. Kiyoteru's gonna grill me for this. "Were going out to dinner if you must know."

"This twig? You must be joking." Kaito said with a chuckle.

"No I'm serious. We have much more in common then you and me do."

Kaito laughed. "Like what?"

"Were both into Chemistry, we both enjoyed rolled egg, we were both student body presidents and we both enjoy eating crap loads of ice cream and your just getting me started." I said seriously.

"Whatever." Kaito said. He looked at the blond girl. "Lily, let's go."

"Hold on a moment, you go ahead. I'll catch up." Lily said. Kaito walked away and Lily sat down next to me. "Listen girly. Akaito isn't someone you want to mess with. Be careful or your gonna get crushed." She patted my shoulder. "He's a lot stronger then he appears." She got up and walked away.

"Wait…is Lily Takahashi helping you?" Kiyoteru asked.

"Is that weird?" I asked curiously.

"She's probably the second meanest person in that gang. She's also the most skilled." He reached in his bag and pulled out a vanilla folder. "I got bored one day so I cataloged all there stats."

I sighed. "This is what I'm talking about. You're such a braniac." He waved off my comment and handed me a sheet of paper. On the paper was a picture of Lily. I skimmed the paper and boy was it detailed. He even had her grades from last year on it. "You know this is really creepy right?"

"I prefer to know what I'm dealing with when I deal with enemies." Kiyoteru tapped his folder with one of his chopsticks. "I can make you some copies if you want."

"No, I prefer to keep my stalker levels at a normal point thank you." I chuckled. "But this is impressive…I'm too afraid to ask where you got all this information from."

"You don't want to know." He said as he poked at his lunch. "So apparently were going out to dinner tonight now?"

I blushed a little. "I'm sorry. I just didn't want to get grilled by him forever. Sorry I drove you into it."

"No problem. None at all." He was blushing a little. I bet, him being such a social outcast, he liked the idea of everyone thinking he had a girlfriend which is fine with me.

I bet your wondering why I was freaking out earlier but I stood up to the gangsters with such confidence. Well, I'm more afraid of being an outcast like Kiyoteru then being beaten up by a bunch of meat heads. I'm stronger then most people so I'm no longer afraid of being beaten up since it would be hard for anyone to do so to me with my training. When I went to my old school, every time I heard my name in a group of girls, I'd freak out. There's nothing I fear more then being talked about by other people. To be utterly alone. To have no one who accepts you. That is my only fear and it's a pathetic one too.

"Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?" he asked.

I blinked. "You're asking me?"

He sighed. "That's a no then?"

"No, yes."

"You've lost me and I'm a genius."

"Yes, I'd love to go out to dinner with you. Why don't we just grab dinner after we have our lovely stroll through the park?"

"Sounds good to me." he smiled. Despite Kiyoteru being a complete dork. He's really hot. I wonder why girls don't go after him. I can't believe him being a dork would stop him from getting at least one girl to ask him out. There must be something else I'm missing. I guess I'll figure it out. Truthfully, I actually really like him. He's such a sweet guy.

As for this gang, I'm not sure what I'm gonna do with them. I could send them all to the hospital but I'd rather not have that on my record if I can help it. Maybe I can change them. Tug at the things that will make them become normal human beings instead of just a bunch of gangsters. That should be interestingly dangerous. I believe I have some work ahead of me but I bet it will be an interesting adventure.