Romeo And Cinderella - A Fairy Tale Untold Chapter 1: It's All An Act, a vocaloid fanfic

Yes, I know what you're thinking. "Why is she starting a new story? Shouldn't she be continuing with her others?" and "There's FAR too many Romeo and Cinderella fan fictions. Why is she bothering to write this?" Like many, I love this song so, so much. I just love the tune and I'm a sucker for romance. Plus, this will always be a Kagamine song to me, even if Miku did sing the original. Their version (both the song and the PV) is just...brilliant. I really can't describe my feelings for it.

Anyway, I really had to write something for this sooner or later or I would've exploded. This version is a little different because I've seen so many R&C fanfics that are basically the same story written over and over and over again. Of course, I will be including obvious references to the song.

Unlike my other multi-chapter stories, these chapters aren't going to be reeeaaally long. This is a fanfic to keep me occupied through my Easter break. It'll be one chapter every two days so be sure to follow because you won't read this and then get an email two months later and think, 'What the hell was this again?' And There's A First Time For Everything is still on the go! I wouldn't dream of stopping that, so don't worry!

(DON'T WORRY! THIS IS RATED T LIKE MY OTHER STORIES! THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I'D EVER WRITE A LEMON! THOSE THINGS ARE SCARY! ':O)

I don't own Vocaloid!

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Romeo and Cinderella ~ A Fairy Tale Untold

Chapter 1: It's All An Act

"This year, our school production shall be Romeo and Juliet," said Meiko-sensei with a bored expression. "How original," she muttered under her breath.

The class started chattering about the announcement. Miku Hatsune and her snobby friends sounded excited. It was always that way, they were always the stars. Miku and I actually used to be friends until she joined up with that lot. She seriously thinks she's better than everyone else.

Then there were others, like Kaito Shion, who looked so bored they'd probably find amusement in a pin falling to the floor. Not many people in the class were very enthusiastic about drama and I didn't blame them. The way they organised the plays at our school was...crap basically. Every year, the school play was a disaster. Everyone forgot their lines, props went missing and the poorly built set would tumble down on the student's heads. That didn't stop Miku and her gang though, oh no. They'd act it out till the end.

I've never really been fussed on Shakespeare. I have to admit, Macbeth and the murders are cool and A Midsummer Night's Dream is amusing but none of the plays have really done it for me. I'm a guilty sucker for romance, so naturally I like Romeo and Juliet but I don't really believe in the whole 'love at first sight' thing.

Now fairy tales, I like. I don't care if I'm in the middle of high school. Fairy tales will always be a part of me. I guess it's because growing up, I wasn't really allowed to go out and play like most kids. Instead I'd make friends with the characters. One day I'd be Snow White's sister and the next, Peter Pan would be my best friend.

My mother and father are awfully overprotective of me. It's extremely annoying and it's not like I'm being a whiny teenage girl who wants to rebel about and cause a ruckus. No, I'm literally locked up inside my house when I'm not in school. My family is quite rich so my parents have a personal chauffeur drive me to school and back incase I bump into anyone unfriendly on my walk home. Even the head teacher is in on it. She's constantly keeping an eye on me, reporting back to my parents.

I really don't understand their problem. It's not like I'm a celebrity and I'm going to get abducted by some crazed fan and get raped. And who'd want to rape me anyway? I'm ugly and have a pathetic body. I'm short and undeveloped, not to mention my hair, shoulder-lengthed and boring blonde. I even wear a big, childish bow but I've worn it my whole life and I can't bring myself to take it off. Miku is beautiful with long, slender legs, an hourglass figure and flowing, teal hair. If only her heart was as pretty as her face.

"Hey, day dreamer!" someone whispered into my ear. "Oi, Rinny! You there?"

I shook my head and broke my thoughts. Someone was right up in my face, staring with gleaming, azure orbs. It was Len, Len Kagamine. I've only known Len a few months from when he moved to my town from the other side of the country. We clicked instantly and he's a really good friend of mine. I spend most of my school day with him because my other friends, IA and Gumi are in the year above me. I've noticed I tend to get on better with people if they're older than me.

"Um...a bit close, don't you think?" I said. Something about him being so close to me was getting me flustered.

"It's the only way to get your attention," Len chuckled and drew back. "Class is finished."

"Oh, right," I said sheepishly. I got up to sort out my stuff but I noticed it was already packed up.

"Already done, my lady," Len said in a posh accent and jokingly bowed. I picked up my long, flexible ruler and bopped it him on the head. "Well you're welcome," he groaned in an annoyed tone and rubbed the spot where I'd hit him.

Len had been acting weird recently. He'd do random favours such as suddenly opening the door for me, buying me cookies at lunch and helping me organise my things. I was grateful, of course, but I couldn't help but feel there was a catch behind it all. It was a little scary to think what was actually going through his head. I was too embarrassed to ask why he was being so nice to me.

We started to make our way out of the building. Len was carrying his keyboard case. It was funny, you'd think something as big as a keyboard you'd keep in one place but his was light and he liked to carry it around with him everywhere. Sometimes he disappeared at lunchtime and I guessed he was probably playing it somewhere quiet. Len likes his music and he always wears a pair of headphones around his neck, much to the teacher's dismay.

"So what are you doing this evening?" Len asked as we were walking out of the school. That's something else about Len. He seems desperate to know where I disappear to after school. I'm FAR too embarrassed to tell him my parents are overprotective. Hey, there's that word again, embarrassed. I wonder why I panic about messing up in front of him. It's really odd.

"I've got family stuff," I mumbled to myself. I hated lying but I really didn't want him to know the truth.

"Really? Again?!" he sighed, sounding annoyed. "Will I ever get a day where we can go for an ice cream or go to the cinema or something like that?"

I stopped walking. "Why'd you wanna go with me?" I asked, rather surprised. Was he implying a date?! My heartbeat started to rise.

"Because you're my friend and friends hang out," he huffed and crossed his arms. My heart dropped a little. Just to hang out? Oh, yeah, hang out. That's what friends do! Why was I thinking it might be a date? Silly me...silly me... Seriously, why was I getting all flustered thinking Len might want to go on a date with me? Forget Len acting weird, now I am.

"O-oh, right," I said and lowered my head slightly. "Listen, Len. I'm sorry. It's just-"

BANG! I was on the rock-hard ground. Someone had knocked me over and I was in an awkward position so that my arm was bent in a hurtful way. The side of my head was also stinging.

"Oops!" cued a voice. I knew that voice well. Miku. "Aww, I'm so sorry Rin!" she said in an over-the-top sarcastic tone.

"Who gave you the right," I grumbled as I stood up, "to call me by my first name?" I scowled at her and her little posse.

"I'm your friend!" she smirked. "Surely friends call each other by their first names. You let Len."

"Well yes, Len is my friend. But you Miku, you used to be my friend," I snapped. I was sick of this. Now and then she'd come up to me to show off. I can't believe how much a person can change. Our parents are friends so she was the only person my age who was allowed to come to my house. She was so funny and kind but now she's just a big headed bitch.

"Rin! You're bleeding!" cried Len. I reached up to the side of my head and drew my hand back to find I was indeed bleeding. He ran up to me but I shook him off. "Rin, let me hel-"

"I can sort her out on my own," I snapped a little too harshly. Len looked hurt...oops...

"And are you jealous about the play?" Miku laughed. "I'm obviously going to get Juliet's part. You, on the other hand, would be lucky to make the prop team."

"Hey!" I exclaimed. "Two years ago I got to play Little Red Riding Hood!"

"But that was a different version. It was re-written so that the grandmother was the star. And who played her? Oh, yes. ME. And who played Christine Daaé? ME. What about Sleeping Beauty? Dorothy? Chihiro? ME, ME, ME," sang Miku who was absolutely beaming. "But you're already in a play. You're acting as a carefree, normal, young girl when really you're really mummy and daddy's sweet, innocent kiddie who'd never go against them and do anything wrong. You're a little goody two-shoes! No one knows what a little baby you are, completely petrified of the world."

I started to feel tears forming. I had to keep it together!

"You still sleep with stuffed animals, you play with your doll's house, cuddle with mummy and daddy and as they tuck you in bed they still have to check for monsters."

I'd lost it. The tears spilt over. I picked up my bag from the floor and started running for it. Usually I would've fought back but I didn't want anyone to see me cry. I'd been made fun of enough. But the thing that hurt the most was the fact everything Miku said wasn't true. Well, it was true I wore a mask but it was the other way around. I pretended to be the sweet, little girl my parents still saw me as but I wanted to grow up already. I was sick of being treated like a baby.

I ran into the parked car waiting for me. My chauffeur, Gakupo, looked rather startled at my sudden entrance. "Are you ok, Miss?" he asked.

"Fine, drive on please" I said as calmly as I could, holding back sobs. I hid my face with my school bag so he couldn't see my tears or the blood. If he saw, he'd tell my parents. If my parents knew, they wouldn't let me go to school tomorrow and if I didn't show my face tomorrow, people would think I was wallowing in self pity after that little episode.

Luckily, I don't live too far away from the school so we were soon home and I ran into the my house. Being rather rich, I live in a big house with lots of space. It's not as fancy as those rich people from Ouran but pretty close. By the way, if my parents knew I watch that show they'd probably have a heart attack.

I darted up the grand staircase, across the wide landing and into my bedroom. I quickly locked the door behind me and threw my bag to the ground. I covered my face with my grazed hands and started to wail. I don't cry often but sometimes things just get too much and I break down. I never let anyone see though, I wouldn't dare. Luckily, my parents had gone to visit an old friend so it was just me and our maid, Haku. She wouldn't bother me until dinner time.

I wiped my eyes and walked over to my double windows. They had a handle and I could open them up to reveal my very own balcony, held up by carved pillars with a beautiful view of our garden. If you leant over a bit you could see around the front of the house as well. I was so lucky to have it all but then again, the balcony was the closest I got to being outdoors. I'd give anything to skip around in the flowers below.

I opened up the windows and walked out onto the balcony. I sat down a little, metallic, black chair that was decorated with flower patterns and I continued to let my tears fall. I always sat there when out on my balcony. There was another chair, a swinging chair with a shade, but it had enough room for two people and whenever I sat on it, I always felt lonely. I felt as if someone should be sitting there next to me.

That was another thing, even though my parents were overprotective, the only time I really saw them was at meal times. The rest of the time they were who knows where in the big, wide world while I was locked up in the house. It's hard to tell if they either care too much or too little.

Ding! Ding!

What was that noise? I looked around. Nothing in the garden would've made a sound like that. We don't have any wind chimes. I stood up and bent over my railings slightly to try and get a view around the front of the house.

Someone was riding down the road on a white bike. He had a big case of some sort strapped to the back of the bike and had blonde hair. Wait...it wasn't, right? I looked harder and noticed he was wearing headphones and had his hair tied in a little ponytail. I died a little inside when he stopped in front of my house.

It was...

It was Len.

So what do you think, eh? Do you think it's gonna be too much like the vast majority of the R&C fanfics? I'm going to tell you now that RIN. WILL. NOT. GET. PREGNANT. I'm a little bit sick of that being the climax in so many RinxLen fanfics -_-" I'm going to try and make it as different as possible.

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