I took a shaky breath, and trudged on to my next class. My hand clasped my chest, a sit rose unsteadily. I knew I shouldn't have done this; I shouldn't have come back to school.

The corridor was filled with other young fellow teenagers, and I almost got knocked to the ground by the sharp pain that pierced my back. I winced silently before gathering myself. It didn't have any use to look back and confront whoever nudged me, it wasn't a big deal. But considering my current state, I guess I should be more aware.

I took a look at my schedule once again. C-13 was my class, I'm sure that wasn't so far away. I took a glance to my right and a wave of relief washed over me, as I recognized the labeling of the classroom.

I entered slowly, my flowing pink pale hair tied messily in a bun on my head. My breath came short form how nervous I was. I told my nurse I wasn't ready to come back to school, I wasn't physically capable enough to continue.

The teacher at the desk looked young, maybe around in the early twenties. She had short coffee colored hair that was curled to perfection, and rosy cheeks.

She looked at me and her face lit up, as she pushed away from her wooden desk and smiled warmly to me. I returned with a small grin.

"Hi! You must be Megurine Luka-san, am I wrong?" She asked, gesturing for me to come to the front of the class.

I reluctantly walked over, my heart racing rapidly. I wasn't so used to communicating to people, only to those who lived with me, which would be the local hospital.

Yeah, I live in a hospital. I have this rare medical condition that involves my heart and lungs. My respiratory system is dangerously weak, and whenever I get either nervous or exited, they act strangely, which makes the pain ripple through me. I guess I should be used to it, but I can never get over the fact I can't do things that other people my age do, like run and hang out with their friends without worrying they would collapse.

I turned to the whispering students in front of me and I gasped mentally. They all looked so intimidating, though I'm sure I was just acting like a scared little girl. I made sure my vision stayed on to my black shiny new shoes that the doctor bought for me for the special occasion.

"Megurine-san?" The professor asked me, worriedly. My face grew red with embarrassment. Luka, just get over it and introduce yourself already! A small voice in my head advised me.

I snapped my head back up and let out a squeak causing the class to erupt in a fit of giggles and chuckles.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, with too much fake encouragement.

"I'm Meiko Haigo, your teacher for this year. I wanted to welcome you to your new school! And please, call me Meiko! Haigo-san makes me feel so old," she told me, grinning. I nodded curtly, not wanting to speak at all.

"Well, would you like to introduce yourself and say a few words?" Meiko sensei commanded, although it came out as a question.

I cleared my throat and looked back at the class, and found myself locking my eyes with deep nostalgic aqua ones. My breath was simply taken away, but I shook my head and tried to talk.

"Um, I'm Megurine Luka-" I started.

"Yeah, we know that pinky."

I heard someone say, and found that it was from the owner of mesmerizing blue eyes. My heartbeat sped up dramatically and it fluttered in my chest like a butterfly in the summer breeze.

Wh- what? M- must have been my illness. Yeah, that's it.

He was smirking wildly, and had bright butter cream hair that was pulled back in a loose ponytail. His features where completely perfect, and his uniform tie was not done properly. He was sitting in his chair as if he was the king of the world, and immediately my cheeks burned.

He sensed that and his grin become even bigger, "What? Did I already make the new girl blush?" The class once again laughed with this guy and a few angry feelings boiled up. Who in the hell was this guy? Why was he being such a jerk!

"Kagamine! You will speak to Megurine-san with respect! And don't ever speak out like that without my permission!" Meiko sensei scolded him. His attitude didn't faze at all, in fact, this encouraged him to continue.

"Ne, Meiko, I can give you a good time, seems like you need to loosen up a bit," This 'Kagamine' kid responded, his eyes playful.

My mouth gaped open when I saw Meiko sensei had a light blush one her face, before snapping at him to be quiet. His little entourage laughed with him, as too the whole entire class. Gosh, this kid seems… sexual… definitely one to stay away from, I made mental note.

"I, uh, like to sing and … draw. I like to study I guess as well. I came to this school, um no reason actually," I ended and Meiko sensei told me that I could pick any desk that was open, so I decided the window seat in the middle. But, oh yay, I picked the seat near the jerk boy. I slid into the seat making sure I was unnoticeable.

But that was a huge fail.

Everyone in class kept snickering at me while Meiko sensei was teaching about foreign languages. I kept getting weird looks form people, as well as that Kagamine kid staring at me. Why was he looking at me? I mean I'm not that pretty at all… I consider myself an outcast, always have been. I was an orphan after all, and I've never really had a friend my age, well if you count the girl who brings milk daily to the hospital, but she hardly says three words to me every morning. Whatever, I was hoping I would make new friends here, but seeing how everyone here thinks I'm the pink haired freak, I don't think that will happen anytime soon.

I guess this would be my new class. For all day long. I sighed and brushed a loose pink lock out of my washed out eyes. The class passed quickly and it was almost near the lunch, with ten minutes to spare. Hey, at least my heart wasn't acting up or anything! Besides that time with the boy…

I turned to my side and stealing a glance at the guy, who was whispering with a white haired girl. The girl giggled and blushed crimson, and he pecked her on the cheek. I looked away, furrowing my eyebrows when his gaze met mine. Did I see some hopefulness in his eyes? What?

Meiko sensei had given us a few minutes to rest before dismissal, and everyone was bickering and chattering softly. I silently went over the notes I took of the class, memorizing them.

"That's Kagamine Len," My head snapped up and I saw a girl with bright short green hair, and matching eyes. She looked kind of petite, and she sat in front of me, so she was turned around to face me.

"O- oh really?" I replied, tempted to look back at 'Len'.

"He really is a piece of work, right?" I nodded in response, returning her friendly grin.

"Oh I'm Gumi, by the way! Nice to meet ya!"

"It's my pleasure," I smiled.

"Hm, so you're a transfer student?" Gumi asked curiously.

"Well, no I guess not. I was, uh, home schooled… yeah," I said, confident that my little fable would be bought by her.

"Really? Luka-chan you aren't a very good liar," Gumi chuckled, whipping her hair to the side.

I sighed with a smile, "I never really was, Gumi-chan."

"So you won't tell me why you came here? Aw, please?" Gumi asked politely.

"No reason really, just need to catch up on my studies," I told her, not really fully lying. I did need to catch up, I really haven't been working that hard, since the sickness was in full rise over the past 10 years. But I wasn't ready to ever reveal that to anyone, I wanted to live a normal life, not to be pitied once again.

"Ah! That girl with Len-sama, that's Haku-chan. They are currently in a 'relationship'," Gumi rolled her eyes forming air quotes around relationship.

"What do you mean..?" I asked simply out of curiosity.

"Len-sama is, well, a tool," I burst out laughing, but soon coughed ridiculously.

"Luka-chan? Do you need some water?"

"Pleas-" I couldn't finish my sentence because the final bell rang. I sighed and picked up my things, shoving them quickly into my small bag.

Gumi waved farewell to me before leaving the room with some girl with aqua toned pigtails.

My stomach growled and I winced, I just realized how hungry I am. I quickly left the room, saying goodbye to Meiko sensei.

The school was fairly big, almost three times as big as the hospital. Well, maybe not that large. My feet made soft pattering noises against the marble floors. All the other students left so quickly, it was unbelievable. Did they hate school that bad?

I turned the next corner and left through these huge double doors of the school. The crisp spring air greeted me, and I inhaled it, but my chest tightened and I retreated to coughing.

"Ouch," I choked. Thank gosh I didn't fall to my knees, that would be hell.

"Are you alright, miss?" I heard a deep masculine voice say, and I couldn't help but immediately compare it to Kagamine Len's high pitched, but smoldering voice.

I gasped...

First story! I love Vocaloid, so I guessed, why not make a fan fiction about all my favorite pairings? Which would be Luka and Len, Kaito and Luka, ect.

They are all sixteen except for Meiko, Gakupo, Kaito... ect. Lmfao.

Please review and let me know what you think! Can't say much, I have to go :(

Bye!

~LJL