Lapis: Michi doesn't own Vocaloid!


+MATSUDAPPOIYO+

Another day of school. I get all of my morning routines out of the way, and then head to hell. The only "angel" in that place is Gumi. I should have realized before then, my feelings for her. Gumi's bright green hair shines in the light, casting a halo around her face. Her sweet smile is child-like, and innocent. I wonder if anyone had a chance to steal her li- Wait. Why am I even thinking about her right now? Especially like that! My Arceus, something is definitely wrong with me. Oh well.

I was thinking so much that I arrived outside of my classroom without even knowing it. Putting on an emotionless face, I walked into the classroom and sat in my desk. Shortly, the twin-tailed annoyance approached me.

"Hello Matsu-kun!" Miku started as if she's trying to capture me,"I'm not giving up on you yet!"

She grins as if I'm a Pokemon being trapped in a Pokeball, waiting for it to shake. Girls like her make me mad. She's as fake as plastic. Acting nice and sweet to some people, and nasty and bitter to the unfortunate others. I continue ignoring her, as she starts to get the scariest look on her face.

"Gumi Megpoid..." Miku mutters quietly.

'Oh no! The Pokeball broke!'

Miku changed her facial expression quickly and sashayed off to her seat. I watch as Gumi enters the classroom and walks over to me.

"Good morning Matsu-kun! Yesterday was really fun!" Gumi smiled happily. Arceus forbid. I nodded, my face slightly heating up.

The day continues with a few glares from Miku to Gumi, and me occasionally staring at Gumi before I catch myself. Finally, it's time to go home. Gumi has cleaning duty again, so she has to stay at school. Miku usually leaves before everyone, yet she was no where to be seen, her bag still hanging on the hook in her desk. I leave the school, and a few blocks later, I realized that I don't have my bag. Quickly, I jogged back to campus. I allow myself to breathe after I reach the floor my classroom is on. As I neared the classroom, I hear an angry voice that sounds like failed trainer Miku.

"Why the hell does he like you!?" Miku seethed angrily. I hear the sound of a foot kicking something.

"H-He can't.." G-Gumi!?" He c-can't possibly like something like me!"

I stand outside of the door, not being able to walk in. Gumi is being assaulted right before my eyes, and I'm just standing here. Not helping. Then it came to me like a shockwave. I whipped out my phone and started recording a video, so that when Miku tries to lie herself out of trouble, I have evidence.

"P-Please stop!" Gumi cries helplessly.

Miku starts to laugh hysterically until Gumi's cries are no longer heard.

"Stupid bitch," Miku cackles,"Got what you deserve..."

The evil 'human' quickly whipped her head towards the door. I ended the recording and raced silently down the hall and hid in the bathroom. Waiting until I was sure she was gone, I rushed to the classroom, where Gumi was passed out with a bloody shirt and multiple bruises. Speechless, I think of a way to help her. Infirmary! Picking Gumi up princess style, I ran to the sick bay. I sat her on a bed and rummaged through the desk for supplies. I shortly pulled out peroxide, cotton balls, bandages, and medical tape.

I glance over to Gumi, who's still bleeding. I know what I must do. Hesitantly, I took her shirt off, not looking at her chest. I drown a cotton ball in peroxide and press it into her wound. Gently, I wrap her abdomen in bandages and secure them with medical tape. I also made sure to take care of her bruises. I put her shirt back on and placed her bag next to her. I was about to walk out of the room, when I unconsciously turned around, walking to Gumi, leaning down... I pressed my lips gently against hers. Snapping to reality, I rushed home thinking about what just happened.

+GUMI+

I woke up in a bed, my whole body aching. I reached up to my mouth and gently touched my lips. Why do I feel as if something happened while I was knocked out? As I stood up, I realized that I had bandages everywhere on me. I quickly ran home, wondering who helped me, and why, keeping in mind that it couldn't have been Miku.

Finishing my homework, I start to get ready for bed. Grabbing my towel, I start to head to the bathroom, where I then undress myself. Carefully, I step into the shower, to not ruin the bandages. My mind runs blank, but when the water ran cold is only when I realized how much time I've wasted. I dry myself off and step into my pajamas, shortly sliding under the blankets of my bed. As I close my eyes, a few tears roll down my cheeks. Why am I crying?

"I-I do like him, don't I," I whispered before fading into sleep.


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