A/N: Just a reminder, all the dialogue in this chapter is in English. From here on if someone is speaking Japanese it will be bolded. Enjoy!

Oliver's POV

"Hey, did you hear? There's a foreign exchange student coming in from Japan," Sonika said sitting down in the desk opposite Oliver.

"Japan?" Oliver asked.

A boy seated near the back of the class said, "I bet he has black hair and squinty eyes. He probably can't speak very good English either."

People all around the classroom snickered.

Oliver scowled, "Hey, don't say that."

"Why not?" someone asked, "It's probably true."

Sonika stood up and went over to the person who had spoken and said a little aggressively, "It might not be, and even if it is who are you to be laughing at someone's appearances."

Before the other person could reply, the teacher came and told everyone to be quiet and take a seat.

Sonika sat back down beside Oliver and the teacher turned to address the class.

"Everyone, we have a new student beginning today. He will be here for the next few weeks," the teacher said excitedly and turned toward the door, "Len, you may come in now."

There were squeals of delights all around and Oliver himself gasped as in walked the world's most popular idol.

"Oh my gosh…" Sonika whispered.

Not ten feet away stood Len Kagamine.

Most of the people in the class hadn't even been to one of his concerts and seeing him up close and in person came as a shock, although a pleasant one.

Wow! He's even better looking in person… was all Oliver could think.

The truth was that for some time now Oliver thought he might be gay. At first he refused to believe it but it was something he couldn't deny now. The attraction to males and the absence of attraction to females were too obvious. He still hid it from everyone though. He was almost…ashamed of it.

What was more; Oliver was a big Len fan. In fact Len was the main influence that made him want to become a Vocaloid. Oliver had hoped that when he was more popular he'd be able to meet Len Kagamine. Being able to see him as still nothing more than a novice made Oliver's heart soar.

The beaming teacher turned toward Len, "Would you like to introduce yourself. Although I doubt anyone in this room doesn't know you.

Len smiled, causing Oliver's heart to beat faster, "My name's Len Kagamine," he said in near perfect English, "I'll be going to this school for the next few weeks and I look forward to getting to know you all."

Oliver marveled at how confident yet casual Len sounded. He seemed to exude the aura of an idol even in street clothes.

There were excited whispers all around and people began to slowly accept the fact the Len Kagamine would be attending a regular public school like this one.

"Len, you may take a seat anywhere in the room," the teacher said. It was obvious that she was happy that such a famous public figure would be in her homeroom.

Len scanned the room. It was obvious every single person in the room wanted Len to sit by him or her.

Len's aqua eyes travelled to where Oliver and Sonika were seating.

Oliver thought his heart might stop when Len started to walk toward the empty seat in front of him.

He was almost disbelieving of the situation when he saw a flicker of recognition in Len's eyes.

He looked toward normally the assertive Sonika who looked just as paralyzed as he felt.

Sonika was a Vocaloid too. She had been singing longer and therefore was more popular than Oliver was. Even so, it had always seemed unlikely that one of the most popular Vocaloids like Len Kagamine would pay even her any attention.

The most shocking thing was that Len had looked at Oliver first, his eyes later moving to Sonika.

But how could he possibly know me? Oliver asked himself silently.

Len slid into the seat he had selected, giving Oliver and Sonika quick smiles.

The teacher started to conduct class but most eyes were still on Len.

The smell of shampoo and apples wafted up to Oliver's nose.

Oliver looked at Len. He was so close Oliver could smell him!

For some reason this made Oliver really happy.

Oliver leaned forward on his desk slightly, taking in Len's scent. Len must have washed his hair recently. Oliver leaned even closer. It was only when the tip of Len's golden-blonde ponytail started to tickle his nose did he realize how close he'd leaned in.

He abruptly moved back causing a small noise.

Len sensed the motion and turned around.

Oliver felt his face heat up. He wanted to say something but felt tongue tied.

Len leaned in closer to Oliver and the eyes of everyone in the classroom shifted to the duo.

Len stopped inches from Oliver's face and put his elbow on Oliver's desk, resting his cheek on his palm.

He breathed deeply through his nose.

The classroom was so silent you could have the slightest sound loud and clear.

"Cherries…" Len said softly, "Smells like…cherries" Len shifted his gaze, making direct eye contact with Oliver.

Len smiled, "Oliver, you smell nice."

Oliver's face heated up even more. He was sure his face was scarlet by now.

Len Kagamine knows my name…? was all Oliver could think after he got over the initial shock.

As Len slowly leaned back into his seat, the bell rang.

Oliver started. Had he been sniffing at Len the whole period?

The teacher cleared her throat and dismissed all the students who gathered their things and left. Not before giving Len and Oliver glances though.

Oliver got up with Sonika to leave as they usually did.

They were walking down the hallway when Len called after them.

"Hey," Len called, catching up to them, "You two are Oliver and Sonika right?"

Said people stopped and stared at Len. So he did know them…

"Y-yeah…" Sonika stuttered. Oliver looked at her. Sonika never stuttered.

Len held out his hand, "Nice to meet you. I'm Len Kagamine. I listen to both your music."

Oliver blushed again and was surprised to see Sonika blush as well. They both took his hand and shook it.

"You do…?" Sonika asked, voicing both their surprise.

Len laughed, "Yeah, I do. You're both great singers."

"T-thanks," both Oliver and Sonika said this time.

Len smiled again and it was as if the hallway had lit up.

He has a really nice smile, Oliver thought, it's gentle and makes you feel as if you're someone special.

"Hey, do you know where Room 204 is? I have class there next," Len asked, looking down at his schedule.

"That's the Choir Room. Oliver don't you have Choir next?" Sonika said.

Oliver nodded, "Yes I do…I could show Len to the room."

Len smiled his radiant smile again, "Thanks! That would be great."

Sonika left for her class, waving at the two. That left Oliver and Len. Alone.

Oliver walked Len to class. People all the way down the hall turned to stare at Len.

"I really like your music," Len said to Oliver.

Oliver felt himself blush slightly, "T-thanks. But I'm actually a big fan of you. You inspired me to sing."

"Really? It makes me happy to hear that. What song do you like?" Len asked.

Oliver thought for a bit, "They're all really good. But I really like 'Spice!'"

There was a beat of silence as Oliver remembered the lyrics to the song. His face heated up at the thought.

Oops.

"'Spice!'? Ah, I remember it being pretty popular," Len said, "You know, I really liked your 'Lonely Flight.'"

The blush stayed on Oliver's cheeks. He didn't think in a million years that someone as famous and popular as Len would not only listen to but actually like a song he sang.

"'Lonely Flight' was just a demo," he said modestly.

"Based on it, I can't wait for your upcoming songs," Len said.

Still blushing, Oliver rounded the corner and said, "The Choir Room is here."

When Len walked into the class, almost everyone, including the teacher, squealed. The class was mostly girls anyway. Somehow this dimmed Oliver's spirits.

Len walked up to the teacher and handed her a piece of paper and said, "I'm the foreign exchange student."

"Oh! W-welcome to my class! I'm a big fan of yours," the teacher said giggling like a silly girl.

Len nodded, smiling, "Thank you."

Oliver thought he could stare at Len's smile all day. It even blocked the giggles of the rest of his star-struck classmates

Oliver took his place on the bleachers while the teacher got almost half a dozen autographs 'for my daughter, granddaughter, niece, half-cousin…'

After Len was finished signing all the teacher's papers, individual students started asking for autographs. The entire procession took a whole fifteen minutes. Len remained cordial and attentive to those he was talking to the entire time.

Oliver felt slightly annoyed by all of it.

Then the teacher spent a long time chatting with Len, who seemed to have endless patience for this sort of thing.

Near the end of the period, the teacher stopped talking and asked Len to sing a song.

"What should I sing?" Len asked as the teacher handed him the microphone.

All around were suggestions, but the teacher told Len he could sing what he wanted.

Len looked over to Oliver who had been quiet the entire time.

"If it's okay, I think I'll sing 'Spice!'"

Oliver was startled and blushed a bit. Was Len singing it for him…?

The teacher's face reddened, but she permitted him to sing it. There were yelps of delight all around the room.

The teacher put on the karaoke version of the song and Len stood in front the class, his lean body moving to the music. He was clearly in performance mode.

Oliver felt himself really enjoying Len's performance and felt himself flush at the words "spice" and "taste."

Oliver realized that Len was such an amazing singer that he didn't even need a stage to put on a brilliant performance. He seemed to glow even though he was in an ordinary Choir Room.

He felt a surge of respect for Len. He seemed to be such a nice person and handled everyone so easily. Not to mention when he was singing he was absolutely captivating.

The song ended and the entire class clapped as the bell rang.

Len followed Oliver out the class, to his immense surprise and delight, and asked for directions to his next class. Oliver had Free Period so he couldn't do more than just walk Len to class.

When Len walked into his class, he was met the same yelps as he'd experienced in his other two classes.

Oliver turned and walked away frowning slightly as Len was engulfed by his classmates.

Oliver liked talking to Len. He was nice and wasn't judging. Maybe, just maybe, Len could be his friend.

The thought made really Oliver happy, but he couldn't shake the feeling that maybe something a little more would be better.

As he walked out into the courtyard, Oliver overheard a girl from his Choir Class say, "I can't believe Len Kagamine is actually going to this school! He is so hot!"

"I know right! Didn't you hear him sing 'Spice!'? who knew a 14 year old could be so…sexy!" her friend replied.

Oliver moved away from the two girls not wanting to hear any more of this conversation. His good mood had suddenly dissipated.

He sat down under the shade of tree pondering this.

Oliver really liked Len and he'd agreed to everything the girls had said (including the remarks about Len being attractive) but why did he feel so bitter.

It was the same feeling every time all his classmates pointed and shrieked at Len.

Suddenly it hit him.

He was jealous.

Not of Len, but of the people who got Len's attention.

He liked Len a lot. He didn't just want to be friends with Len; he wanted to be more than friends.

Oliver blushed as he thought, I want to be Len's number one. I want to be his significant other.

He curled up his leg and rested his chin on his knee.

But like that's going to happen…he thought sadly.

Len was famous. He was good-looking. He was talented.

He was way out of Oliver's league.

But I still love him, Oliver thought as the bell rang signaling for the next class to start.

Oliver got up and looked to the sky. For a single moment he hoped with all his heart that somehow Len would one day reciprocate his feelings.