So this story idea has been on my mind for quite a bit. I should really look into updating my fanfiction "Meltdown", but every time I begin to write, it all becomes heavy and sad, and so I'll need to wait a little more while for that.

Anyways, hoping to provide something fresh and exciting, I present a love story between two different kinds of people. No more cute Rin, and no player Len. Say hello to Len's group of nerdy friends, and my OC Aito, who's still friends with Rin. Inspired by reading too many shoujo manga and pounds of daydreams, here is-

My Name is

The start of a new path is always scary.

For Len, it was having to walk back home after school.

He swore he left his bike locked and protected in his usual "safe place", but when he walked out of Precalculus, there was a note laying beside bike tracks and the broken lock.

"Using this bike for a bit- sorry about that! I'll return it tomorrow!
(´･ω･`); Teto Kasane"

Just my luck, Len thought bitterly as he looked up at the cold pavement in front of him. Slanting forward and awkwardly placing his binder in front of himself, he began his walk back home, shifting his heavy backpack every now and then.

Len sighed and pushed his sliding glasses up from the bridge of his nose. The group will already be at my house by the time I get there.

With another sigh, he began to cross the street from the school and began walking in front of houses.
Soon, he got closer to the main part of town and had to deal with the hassle of stoplights and speed walking in front of cars and buses. On one of the stops, a girl stood against the pole, waiting for the walking sign to flash. Not wanting to seem like some weirdo, Len kept his eyes forward but looked at her from his peripheral vision.

She was messing with her phone and had an earphone in, the other dangling beside her dark brown satchel. Strange, he thought, as he took in her baggy clothes and small height.

At some point, he had unconsciously fully turned to look at her. Not aware of this, he kept eyeing her bright blonde hair and thick eyelashes...

Rin, sensing a creepy guy staring, looked up from Aito's message and was ready to put her glare on. Instead, her eyes met soft blue eyes, much like hers. And not a perverted old man, but a nerd now blushing from being caught looking.

Whoa, she's/he's kind of... cute?

Rin's eyes widened much like Len's and as luck would have it, the chime rang for the two to cross. Rin quickly locked her phone and shoved her hands into her jacket pockets. Len jumped from the quick action and began rushing by the cars to get to the other side.

Something bumped against Rin's heart as she saw his thin legs walk away from her figure. She wanted to follow him. To tap his shoulder, to ask who he was, how he was.

Still with the red blush across her face, Rin ducked her head down with embarrassment and crossed the street as well.

With that 1 meter distance, that quick and sudden heartbeat and pink cheeks, their story began.

"Hey shota, where the heck were you?"

Len sighed as he pressed his back against his bedroom door and looked at the five teenagers in his room.

Miki, sucking a cherry lollipop and sitting against Piko's back while the two play Pokemon on their DS's.
Piko, focused entirely on his game.
Kaito, shoving down the last of his ice-cream cone and looking away from the T.V. screen.
Harmon-e, still expecting an answer from Len and annoyed from having to pause his game, in one hand his control.
Yuuma, sitting on the floor and against the wall, hands raised up from his laptop's keyboard, pausing his website coding to way for Len's reply as well.

Len sighed once more and dropped his backpack to the ground. "Someone took my bike so I had to walk over here."

"Oh yeah, I knew that bike seemed familiar," Kaito said, sucking his sticky fingers.

"A-And you didn't do a-anything about it?"

"Nah, it's a girly bike anyways. So I kinda thought it belonged to Teto."

Len facepalmed himself and began rubbing his temples. "K-Kaito, you idiot..."

Harmon-e patted the spot beside him and threw an Xbox control behind his back. Len flailed his arms around while trying to catch the control.

"Come on and battle me already, shota."

"I'm not even a shota," Len whispered as he sat down and brushed his bangs aside.

This was how Len spent his afternoons. Playing games with his friends until late, talking about a different variety of things, and pushing back all that happened at school. Well, not like much happened anyways, he was usually quiet and tended to keep to himself in classes.

Only those five friends, and it's not like any girl showed any interest in him...

"Did you guys see Luka's shirt today? It was so tight it was like her boobs were going to pop out!"

Miki facepalmed as Harmon-e and Kaito began discussing the topic even more.

"Stupid boys..."
Piko nodded in agreement with a slight blush on his cheeks.

Harmon-e jammed his elbow into Len's stomach. "What do you think, shota? Did that stir up anything inside you~?"

"S-Stir up?"

"I swear, that girl messes with every guy's hormones in our grade. And paired up with Miku, who had that pink skirt today but kept bending over-"

Miku is kinda hot, Len thought as his face turned red.

"Aha! There! Just mention Miku and you've got Len getting all hot and bothered!" Harmon-e smirked and jabbed his side again. "Got a crush on her, Len~?"

"Just because you lust after a girl doesn't mean you 'like' her," Miki stated, getting annoyed with this talk of breasts and panties. Suddenly, she found Harmon-e's arm around her shoulders and pulling her close.

"So that means that when a guy pulls you close like his, you don't feel anything at all? Not this heat between us? Or even how close your non-existent chest is to my chiseled body?"
"Nah, but you may be feeling something pretty strong soon."
"Wha-"

Miki slammed her fist down Harmon-e's crotch, making him yelp from the pain. Instantly the arm was removed and Harmon-e sat on the ground, on his knees with his head down and butt up.

"B-Bitch! Why do you always have to do that?!"
"I'll stop when you stop being a pervert, asshole."

Miki returned to her game as every other guy in the room protectively covered over themselves, feeling sympathy pains.

Len turned back to the statement Miki had said before. "S-Say Miki..."

"Yeah?"
"So then, h-how do you know when you like someone?"

"When you feel honest, pure, and only romantic feelings for her."

"Okay, well, I disagree with one thing," Piko said, interrupting the two. "Just because there is lust does not invalidate any romantic feelings. You can love a girl for who she is and find her the sexiest woman alive."

"I wasn't saying that just because there's lust that there cannot be real feelings," Miki answered. "I just get annoyed when hornballs get with a girl just because of their body."

"You just gave 'lust' negative connotation with the 'real feelings' part."

"Well, lust is a sin."

"Yeah..."

"Try using a better word next time then. 'A passionate desire' or something."

"But-"

"Why do you two have to be so serious about it?" Yuuma asked, saving his progress. "It's just a sexual desire. And it's not like any of us are actually getting laid, so we don't know what we're talking about. Besides, I find that platonic love is the only 'real' love-"

"Oh god."
"Here he goes again."
"Why."

A hand on his chest and another in the air, Yuuma continued. "Intimate and affectionate, but never sexual. Why, if we all look forward to seeing each other naked so much, it's not the other person's soul we love, it's their body! And love has only to do with the soul! That is the kind of love that lasts beyond a lifetime and onto eternity!"

"Oh geez," Harmon-e sighed from the carpet.

"I think love is a precious thing, is all," Yuma muttered, sensing his friends' annoyance. "It's more than just sex..."

The room remained quiet for a few seconds as everyone took in the conversation.

Five different teenagers wondering what love was.

Wednesday
Physics Class, 3rd period

"Next, you add all the forces together to get Fnetx, and then do the same for Fnety, but remember to pay attention to negatives..."

Miki opened another bag of her candies as the teacher moved onto another section in the board. Len was listening attentively, writing his notes in pen.
Right behind him was Aito, who was focusing as well. Rin, who sat directly behind him, was just about to pass out when the end of a pencil began hitting her forehead repeatedly. Her tired eyes looked up to see Aito smiling and poking her with his pencil. She gave an embarrassed smile back and looked up at the board. Just as she did, she noticed the blonde in the front of her row.

Was that...?

Lunch, After 5th Period

"H-Hey Aito, do you think of me as girly?"

Aito nearly choked on his sandwich from the sudden question. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and cleared his throat. "What brought up this question?"

Rin did the same and tugged at her large sweater. "I just... I don't know, looking at all the girls in class..."

Luka's tight shirt from the day before flashed across Aito's mind.

"They all have, like, this thing going on with their clothes. Like, skirts, tight shirts, bright colors, flashy things... A-And they kinda giggle all the time and blush like tomatoes..."

Aito laughed a little. "Rin, is there a guy?"

Instantly, blondie flashed across Rin's mind.

"N-No!" Rin yelled, turning red. "I just feel odd!"

Aito's eyes widened at the action. His "little sister" had finally grown up and was now experiencing deep feelings for a male?
As her close friend and "brother", it was his job to help.

...And tease a little along the way.

"Who's the boy~?"
"J-Just this dude in class..."
"Last name?"
"Don't know."
"First name?"
"Don't know."
"Well, how does he look like?"

Rin bit down on her lip and pointed to her hair. "Blonde hair, blue eyes..."

"Yeah?"
"Brown glasses, and he kinda looks like a nerd..."
"Len Kagamine, you mean that really smart guy who's normally quiet? He's with us in Physics and English?"
"He's with us in English?"
"He sits in the back with Miki and Piko."
"Oh."

There was a pause before Rin repeated his name out loud. "L-e-n Ka-ga-mi-ne. Y-Yeah, that dude, I guess."

"When did this happen~?"

"Just yesterday," Rin replied, looking down at her empty lunchbox. "I don't know much about him, but like, whenever I did see him, there was this, um..."

She began to turn red as she tried to explain.

"Like, um, like all them corny romance movies you watch. This, um, strong eh… feeling in my heart... i-is that how you say that?"

Frustrated by her inability to explain, she got up to throw her trash away. "Anyways, I-I like him, a-and stuff."

"So romantic."
"Shut up! I'm not good at this shit."
Aito laughed and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "You tend to have a pretty crude mouth, so I suppose saying cute things like that would be hard for you."

With her back turned away from Aito, Rin threw her trash away with a small frown. "I'm not that boyish, am I?"

"Well, that's only because you hang out with me so much," Aito replied. "Not to mention that you're like nearly the scariest girl around here. Ever since you-"

"Yeah, ever since I beat up that wannabe gangster, I know. But that was just because I accidentally bumped into him and he wanted to take things to a fight. I didn't mean to knock him out!"

"That's why," Aito said, standing up and joining her around the trashcan. "Most girls would scream and cry for help, but no, you gave him a right to the chin, a left to chest, an uppercut to the jaw and bam! A knee to the groin!"

As Aito laughed and reenacted the scene, throwing punches and kicks to the air, Rin groaned and facepalmed herself.

Aito settled down and dropped his hands, grabbing his backpack. "Besides, you don't show your girliness much. You like to wear baggy clothes-"
"They're comfortable."
"You don't giggle or blush for guys-"
"Because most of the guys here are stupid."
"You don't have much in the waist, breast, or butt department-"
"Well, that's because-"

Rin looked down and pressed down her hoodie to her flat chest. "I-I don't..."

"And you don't talk all cutesy or cheery."
"What's so bad about cussing and saying crude things like dark jokes?"
"Feminine qualities are ones like modesty, being gentle, delicate, and stuff like that."

Rin groaned and threw her hands up in the air. "Fuck that! All that shit is tiring!"

At just that moment, the bell to dismiss lunch rang and people began to gather their things and head for the doors. Rin cursed at the huge crowd and grabbed her bag with the tearing straps.

"We really have to find a better place to eat lunch, ya know. It's gonna get real cold soon."

"I think I know the place," Aito replied, looking at Len and Piko from the windows inside.

English, 7th Period

As Rin crossed into the room, her eyes shyly moved to the back of the room to see Len and Piko talking, Len with his back straight and eyes looking at the white board for the assignment of the day, and Piko paying more attention to the game in his hands.

"Let's sit in the back today," Rin whispered to Aito, grabbing his arm and leading him to the open desks beside the two boys. Just as they reached the desks, their English teacher spoke up with his rusty voice.

"Don't get comfortable. We're going to change seats today."

"Fuck."

"Rin, watch your language."

Rin looked up from the chair and sheepishly met the gazes of the people staring at her for her foul language. What, had they never heard a girl fucking cuss before? Rin thought, turning back to her neutral blank face and sitting down. She didn't mind their stares, but now blondie was looking at her oddly.

"T-T-That's the girl," Len whispered, turning cherry red as Rin slouched in her seat and sighed. Piko looked up from his Nintendo DS and looked at the back of Rin's head. From his view, he could see Aito's smirk.

"Hm?"

Len swallowed his built-up saliva and looked down at his desk. What if he got chosen to sit with her? What would he say? How did he look? Oh, he should have worn that green vest instead. And was there oil building up around his glasses like usual?

"Len Kagamine."

Wait, where do I sit?

Len bolted up from his desk and gathered his things. "W-Where do I sit?"

"At the only desk with an empty chair," the teacher replied, pointing to the spot next to Rin. Her bangs were covering her face, and she looked kinda scary.

Under the bangs though, Rin's mind was racing as she tried to come up with a good topic to talk about.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck shit fuck, Rin thought as Len walked closer and took a seat next to her. His face is red. Why is it red?

She finally looked up. Crap, don't stare- look down! Len mentally yelled and looked down at his desk.

Rin noticed his eyes moving down. Fuck! He thinks I'm scary or something- wait, does he remember who I am?

The two slowly looked up from their desks and took a close look at each other. At that moment, just like yesterday evening, their hearts jumped into their throats at the same moment.

Those soft blue eyes,
That messy blonde hair,
The brown glasses,
That thick jacket...

You're the one.

Hopefully this turns out to be a multi-chapter, fun highschool love story with different kinds of characters all over. I hope you enjoyed, and I'm hoping to update soon, so I'll see you all then!