{~.~ Chapter 1 ~.~}

April, Five Years Later

Five years, five long years had blurred by. He had almost forgotten what occurred five years ago, almost. Today he was a man of twenty-one years and in his third year of college. At times he would go down a narrow and unforgiving road of memories as he slept only to end up waking with eyes wide and in cold sweat. Those nights, those dreams, those memories, it plagued his thoughts for endless hours; how irritable it was.

Few students who rushed past disturbed him from his thoughts. "Sorry!" one called out. Len waved it off and let his lips quirk into a smile. First-year students were always a handful. He wouldn't blame them for it. The entrance ceremony had been a bore, but he wasn't fazed to have caught the attention of many first-year girls; it had always been that way and he prided in that. Just before he was able to walk forward, another student collided into him.

"Whoa, take it easy." Wanting to make the atmosphere comfortable he laughed and caught the girl, but his laugh caught in his throat as painfully familiar turquoise hair fluttered in the air. Len's blood stopped when she lifted her head. When their eyes met he felt the same hatred and pain those five years ago. "H-Hatsune?" he uttered the forbidden name in a quivering whisper only he could hear.

"I'm sorry!" the girl's cheeks flared as she apologized and coiled back to hide beneath her bangs. "I was in a rush, so…" her voice trailed to silence when she realized he was staring at her. His eyes were cold and she felt a shudder running down her back, yet, he looked at her as if they were long friends. "Um, excuse me—"

"Wait!" he never knew Mikuo had a younger sister, he never mentioned about having a younger sibling, he never saw her when going over Mikuo's house. Their features were too close to be a coincidence. Their hair, their eyes, everything was the same. Was this karma punishing him for what he did five years ago? Was he going to be tormented by this girl? Those threatening questions continued to pinprick his thoughts, dragging him further into a dangerous void.

After five long years, he'd thought Mikuo would disappear, instead this girl came. "Um, no, I'm the one who should be apologizing for standing in your way." He could see the fear that sprinted in her eyes. It wasn't possible that Mikuo would tell this girl about him, so why did she look at him with those eyes, those turquoise eyes that held so much emotions, just like her brother? "I'm Kagamine Len, by the way."

His lips thinned as he observed her actions. She was very cautious as to avoid eye contact and remained an appropriate distance away. "Hatsune Miku," just as he suspected, she was the younger sister of Hatsune Mikuo. At this point, it had occurred to him now that he had this girl in his hands.

He held the sister of his enemy in the palms of his hands. If he could he would be able to take his revenge. Although he had already hurt Mikuo in the past his hatred that was doused from these passing years was ablaze once more and he could nearly feel it searing him. This girl was important to Mikuo and if he took her away then he'd have him in a cage of sorrow once more. Yes, this was utter perfection.

"That's a cute name." Len could feel his façade crawling on to his lips and wrenching them into a deceiving smile; he could feel it blinding his eyes as he peered at her with deceiving kindness; he could feel it stealing his voice and letting lies wind in the air and deceive the girl's hearing. Immediately this hatred was fed generously from the simple blush that was given as a response from the compliment.

Greed claimed him and he wanted more. "You must be a fist-year, right? Would you care for a tour?" the animosity grew ravenous for more. This stupid, pathetic girl was naïve enough to plummet into his web of traps. Len had his hands coiled around her and there was no escape.

"Sure, that would be grateful!" she was exactly like her brother, which was why she was too easy to manipulate. His hatred needed more and Len was quick to feed it. He offered to have lunch with her in the future and escort her to her classes if she were to ever become lost. Of course, she was oblivious that she was already lost in his tendrils.

Miku had taken in all his kindness that when it came to the end she listened as Len suggested walking with her to the train station, which was fortunately empty (unfortunate for her in this case). "You're helping me so much I don't know how I can repay you back." Her laugh held gratitude and he knew she was growing weaker.

"Don't worry, it's my pleasure!" Len attempted to reassure her as he inched his way closer to her. They sat in comfortable silence, waiting for the train's arrival, which would be soon. It occurred to him then. "Are you living on your own?"

"I live in an apartment with a friend." Miku peered around the station subtly, searching for another person in sight and keeping a look out for the oncoming train. They could barely hear the mechanic vehicle moving on the tracks echoing the slightest.

"Aw, I wish we were living together. Ah, well." Len eyed her as he pronounced each word carefully and slowly. They settled into her and she didn't hesitate to respond. What he had expected was her to blush once more, but it completely shocked him when he heard a slight snort from her.

"You do realize that you're three years older than I am?" her thin eyebrow raised.

"I'm not that old." And he played along, harmlessly glaring at her while placing a hand to his chest in offense. She rolled her turquoise eyes at him and immediately the atmosphere plunged from amenity to insecurity. He remarked how she shifted in her seat with discomfort.

"My brother told me to stay away from men."

His cold, Persian blue eyes narrowed at her proclaim. If Mikuo was so worried about his sister being eaten by men then why did he even bother letting her enroll into a university with both men and women? But he wouldn't let this chance slip away. Len ignored those words and laughed it off. Miku flinched at the harshness she sensed.

This was no joke to laugh at. The turquoise-haired girl clenched her hands beneath her skirt and bravely looked into his opaque eyes. She wavered for a moment, but stood her ground, not allowing herself to become weak in front of him. Miku saw the flicker in his eyes. She saw a burning enmity glazing his cold eyes.

"My brother said men are dangerous." She refused to let him see her fear and firmly stated the warning hoping he would leave.

He had to seduce her, he needed her to become vulnerable again, because she was breaking free. "Well," he allowed his voice to lower and coated it thickly in a tone of debauchery, "some boys can be dangerous." Len attempted to replace the irony with an innuendo, but either way the spoken sentence pointed many accusing fingers towards him.

Miku pierced her rose lips gently with a dull tip tooth. Damn this man and his persistence. "You should leave, Kagamine-san." And she turned her attention away from him. Men were all the same, wanting nothing more than just pleasure. All the men that she knew and met all wanted one thing. Len was no different from them. Mikuo was right to warn her to remain away from men, no matter what kind of façade they approached her with. He was just another waste of time for her.

The blonde man suppressed a frown that threatened to dominate his lips. Not a single act of deception had fooled her. She knew from the beginning that he was any other agitating nuisance. He decided to take this to a different route. "I was joking! Your brother is just paranoid and over protective. I mean even you have to get out sometime to have fun, right?"

Before Miku was able to protest against him he continued. "Maybe your brother wants you for himself and has a sister complex." Although he intended to make it playful to break the building tension, it was only an ill-natured joke that angered the girl.

Immediately she argued back, surprising Len at how offended she was. This was just pushing them further on a barely existing sheet of frail glass. It had dangerous cracks lacing from every corner and was threatening to crumble to shards. Whatever thread of trust he had sewed into her she was quickly wrenching it off, cutting each fine strand of twisted fiber until it was no more.

Len was losing her quicker than he expected. Desperate to pull her back in he grasped her thin shoulder and she instantly stopped protesting. He watched attentively as the girl sighed in frustration. "You're probably right about my brother. He's never let me date or even have any guy friends. He's so overprotective he won't even let me go out in a skirt above my knees." He wasn't surprised to hear this, especially if it was coming from the sister of Mikuo, considering his experience. He caught her once more and he wasn't intending to release her.

'I finally have you.' Len now possessed something important of Mikuo again. With her, he would be able to break both Miku and her brother. It was almost too easy to catch her. She was a challenging prey to seize, but he had all of her to himself.

His line of thought was quick to become interrupted when he felt a small hand fall upon his own. Her touch was tender and radiated comforting heat. It distracted him for just a single second and within that brief moment he felt himself being jerked backwards and away from the svelte figure before him. Within that brief moment, he witnessed the girl harshly shoving him on to the ground.

It was déjà vu as his skin chafed against the cement and began to burn. Miku seethed at him with eyes of hostility. "I hate your kind of men." She spat out with dripping venom. She ran into the haven of the train, which had arrived already. Len was so distracted he hadn't noticed it until Miku got away. Shock surged through his veins as the train departed. This girl saw through him, unlike her brother. She was different from Mikuo, he was wrong about her.

He slowly recovered and stood on his feet. He frowned at his skinned elbow and gingerly prodded it, wincing at the sting. And here Len thought he was going to get her that easily. He was the stupid one now, but he was not going to give in simply because she rejected him. She came to him and he had this chance to make Mikuo suffer.

All he had to do was simply make her fall for him. Once her trust was completely given to Len he would bed her. It would only be a one night stand and he would ruthlessly shatter her heart. It would destroy Mikuo that his most important sister was broken. It was too perfect.

{~.~ Chapter 1 ~.~}