Synchronicity: Of love and Luxuria

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Well, as you notice, I kinda swapped the names of these two chapters. This will probably be where kids should look away. And where Len will enter the story.

Chapter 5: Looking for you in the sky

"Miss Megurine. . ." The purple haired man spoke up, In his hand he'd held a piece of ragged cloth that Ruko, the imperial "spy" had brought in. The white cloth obviously belonged to the diva. . . Rin. She was not doing bad, not really. She was entering her fourth year as the main diva. (Having only backed up Teto before she died.) And she was still in a rather healthy condition.

But for how long? Of all the divas, the dragon had never pushed any as hard as she had her. "If what the dragon said is true, that means our diva is facing a danger to which even death would be preferable." Gakupo warned the emperess. Who merely chuckled in response.

"The dragon's will is crumbling. . . All of her instincts and power are focussed on one goal alone." She stated coldly. Fingers gliding over the gilded armrest as if caressing it.

"If anything, this is a chance we could only have wished for. One dragon would give our empire a remarkable strength. . . But an entire family of dragons. . . Knights on dragons, would make us invincible." Her right hand held a crystal chalice, swirling the red contents of the glass with small, delicate motions.

The scholar's breath stopped. "Surely you don't intend to use the dragon's lust to. . ."

"Propagate ourselves a small army?" The empress finished. "I don't like the idea of giving that monster what she desires freely. A happy future with our fine diva." She plainly spoke. Putting Gakupo's apparently misplaced worry at ease slightly. Surely even Luka's hatred could not turn twisted enough to think of something like that. . . He thought.

"Besides, I doubt she would, if she had wanted to take Rin by force, she could have done that many times while she slept. If she wanted to make one of the divas bear her child she would not even have had to touch them if it's truly done by magic like she says."

"That's why I'll use this, imagine the terror and self-disgust that creature must feel when she is forced to do this. . . and that. . . to her 'beloved'. . . Unwilling, crying, Rin." It was clear the dragon's desire for the girl was great. But there was something else, something that Luka hated to admit the dragon was capable of. . . She was genuinely in love with the diva, and wanted nothing more than to have those feelings returned at her.

Gakupo watched as Luka pulled something from below the hem of her dress, his eyes widening in shock, and a feeling of repulsion washing over him at the very idea. "The mask of domination? Milady, I made that item for the purpose of questioning criminals. You can't use it to. . . To have someone RAPED!

Luka's smirk grew at the scholar's complaints. "I see. After all this, your loyalty to your former pupil is still greater than your loyalty to the empire. . . A shame." she spoke as she gestured to a few of her guards, among whom was Meiko, the swords-woman that had lost her best, possibly only friend three years ago. She had only heard parts of the words being shared between them. And could understand his hesitation, she was not exactly eager herself. But there was nothing left for her to lose. Except her job.

"See to it that this man does not leave his room, seal it if you must. We can not have insubordination growing among us." She ordered, chuckling as the man was led away. "And when you're done. . . See to it that the dragon, Hatsune Miku, wears this." She added as an afterthought. Holding the dreadful mask between two fingers.

In the cave at the core of the world, Miku slowly opened her eyes, Rin had stopped singing. . . That could only mean she was either asleep or. . . the dragon's eyes fell on Rin's worn body, her breathing ragged. If she kept going like this, she was going to kill herself, she did not want that. She reached out, her wing wrapping around Rin's body to drag her close. Pulling her against her warm scaled skin.

"You're pushing yourself too hard. Is it that hard to accept my feelings?" She asked as she cradled the small blonde girl. Watching her eyes open slowly as she was being held like a little kid was by their mother. The large draconic 'mother' that had kept her company for so long. Sometimes she would appear human, but that was only till she fell asleep for a while.

Miku had told her that if a dragon were to mate a human, her humanoid form would become her 'passive' one. But like that would ever happen.

"I still haven't forgiven you." She replied, a cough making her body shake slightly. Covering her mouth to prevent more of her own blood to stain her white dress. She no longer felt safe changing in the presence of the dragon that had been showing such sinful desires, despite the fact she'd never TRULY acted on them.

"For what? Killing Kasane? I already told you, I had not intended to kill her, she tried to take you away from me and I wanted to silence her for a while." She growled in agitation. It was only ONE useless human, that brought the number of people she killed to three in her entire life, two of which had clearly deserved their fate. It had been almost four years anyway!

"And for trying to kiss me. . . And fondle me. . ." Rin added, a slight blush on her cute, heart-shaped face as she looked away in embarrassment, remembering those events all too clearly.

So what? Miku thought. She had been getting a bit more touchy-feely. They had known each other for what? Fourteen years. It was about time she pushed their relationship a little! "If not for my respect for you, Lynne, you'd have given birth to our whelp three years ago."

Rin grew even redder, her eyes locking with those of the dragon towering above her.

"W.. What are you saying? We are both girls. . ." She paused Wiggling away from the dragon's body a bit as she stared down. "You're a girl right? You don't have a, you know what?" She asked with a shaky voice. There was no way.

"You have quite the kinky mind, Lynne-chan, no. . . I have no need of such an ugly thing. If you wanted me inside you, you'd have to settle for my finger, or tongue." Came Miku's sly reply. She was just glad Rin was in one of her good moods, and had to make the best of it while it lasted.

Her response was a small, but still painful fist colliding with her snout. She winced a little before looking down at the angry, pouting, fuming. . . UTTERLY adorable face of the little girl that had lived with her for most of her life.

"If I had been human, that would have knocked me out." She commented with a frown. Touching her nose with one of her claws.

"Then why don't you transform? I'd like to beat you up just once for everything you have been putting me through. And for what you did to Sempai." Rin was hard to anger, but when she was angry she was even (impossibly) cuter than she normally was. Of course. . . Right after Teto's death this had been different. Anger and sadness had been the only emotions the yellow haired girl had expressed. It had taken the first two years to believe Miku's claims that she had not wanted to kill her.

Then again, Miku had been the same, she had been close to, raping Rin. . . Her sudden coldness had caused her to snap completely. And in a way she had been grateful for the fact that Rin had kept her asleep for so long, till she learned to suppress those urges. She would have hated herself for the rest of her life. if she hat pushed on there.

Miku let out a sigh, putting the blonde down, before beginning to shift into the form that had become more prominent since living with Rin.

"If I win, you will call me by my real name, not the one you claim I had in a former life." Rin stated as she cracked her knuckles, a quite un-ladylike action, which looked totally out of place with her pretty white dress.

"And if I win?" Miku replied with a grin, wiggling her fingers.

"You can kiss me" She responded, a tone in her voice that told she did not intend to lose "Wherever you please." She had never lost a hand to hand fight with Miku, although that may be partially because Miku had allowed her to beat her a couple of times just to calm her anger slightly.

After hearing the offer Miku's lips turned up into a perverted grin. Her tongue darting out to wet them. There was no way she would lose with that being the prize. "Alright, Lynne-chan, prepare your body for me." She spoke in a sultry voice.

"No magic." Rin added as an afterthought.

Scratch that. She was screwed.

Just when Rin dashed towards her, they were distracted by a flash of light coming from the portal, and the sight of Meiko walking out. Her face cold and serious, as it had been since she'd came to see if the rumours about Teto were true. For a moment the lady's eyes landed on Rin, a look of regret, of guilt in her eyes which confused Rin.

"I won't comment on how the diva is supposed to sing the dragon to sleep, not beat her to a pulp, that's a warrior's job." She muttered softly as three soldiers appeared behind her.

"All I ask of you is to hold still for a moment." She told as two of the armoured men took a hold of Miku's arms, and the third stood in front of her, pressing the mask he had been given in place on the bridge of her nose. At first Miku had just been surprised. But suddenly a heat flared inside her and she began to struggle against the arms of the men. Growling slightly as she tried to shake them off.

"Wh.. what are you doing?!" Rin screamed as she saw Miku suffer because of what the knights were doing. When she tried to interfere however she was held back by Meiko's sword.

"I'm sorry." She plainly told as the men stepped away. "Let's go. . ." She told them, before making her way back towards the portal. Stopping for a moment to address Miku over her shoulder. "Protect Rin, she is all yours now. . . Have fun." With that she looked away, a hand pressed against her heart.

Within seconds the two were left alone again. Rin's head full of questions. What was this about? Why did Meiko apologize to her? What did they do to Miku? The girl was breathing harshly. Was she upset? Did the men hurt her?

"Hey, Miku-nee.. Are you okay?" She asked carefully as she moved closer. A shiver and a sound akin to a moan leaving her lips. She drew back for a moment, a feeling of danger filling her. This only grew when Miku turned to face her, cheeks flushed a bright red. Her expression unreadable through the mask on her face. . . what was with that mask?

"Lynne. . ." She began, her head cocked to the side as she stroked one hand through Rin's short blonde hair. "Why don't you sing?" She asked, her voice dreamily. This confused Rin even more. There was no way she could sing right now. With her voice this messed up.

"I'll make you sing, a beautiful song without words." With that, she suddenly closed the distance between Rin and herself, Pushing the smaller girl to the ground and wedging one of her legs between the diva's.

"What are you d. . ." Rin's protests were smothered by Miku's lips as she took her into a deep, passionate, yet forceful kiss. She wanted to pull away, but Miku's hand held the back of her head closely as it ruffled through her short silky hair. Lips stroking over hers forcefully as Miku's tongue slithered across them to taste every inch.

When Miku pulled away, the diva was completely out of breath. A thin, shimmering string of saliva connecting her passion-swollen lips to Miku's. Her face was a bright red as she looked into Miku's eyes for answers, only to be stopped by that horrible black mask. She could not read her at all.

"Your lips, they are so sweet, Lynne-chan, they taste like oranges and honey." She commented, ignoring the tears that had formed in Rin's eyes. "I just took your first kiss, didn't I? After fourteen years. . . It must hurt, but, my dearest Lynne, you have no idea how long I have been waiting for this moment. The moment I would violate you and claim you as my own, About forty years since I first met you."

Miku's tongue trailed over Rin's quivering lips, her hand stroking a way down her shoulders, to land on her small, delicate, to the dragon-lady's disappointment still clothed breast, giving it a firm squeeze. "I don't intend to stop at your first kiss today. . . though."

"Miku-nee, please. . . stop." Rin whimpered, her entire body shaking from these slight touches.

"If you truly want me to stop, why not sing me one of those beautiful lullabies?" Miku asked as she leaned down, kissing a trail from Rin's chin down to the nape of her neck. Sucking on the soft pale skin. "Or could it be, that you can't when I am pleasuring you like this?"

Rin felt paralysed as realization hit her. That she had been stripped of the only weapon she could use against the dragon-lady. And that she had been right, if she had wanted, she could have done this right after Teto's death.

For the first time in her life, in all her lives. . . She cried over her own fate. This moment, The moment Miku forced her down and would strip her of her innocence was decided from the start.

And Miku wasn't even in control of her own actions.

A soft ringing sound was heard on deserted cobble path, a lone young man bending down to pick up the item he had dropped. A necklace, identical to the one Rin wore, given to him by a mysterious purple haired man who told him it would lead him to what he was searching for.

He'd treasured the pendant since. It was a simple silver thing, shaped like a music note. But holding it allowed him to sometimes hear the voice or feel the emotions of someone else. When he'd first heard it. He knew this was the person he'd felt he'd lost when he was small. His twin sister.

The boy of course looked a lot like the girl, his short gold-blonde hair tied back in a small ponytail. His brilliant blue eyes almost as large as hers. And like her, his fingernails were painted a clear yellow. Clearly visible from his fingerless black gloves

He'd learned a lot of her since his journey started, apparently she had been destined to become what people called the "Dragon diva" and taken away shortly after her birth.

Her voice always called to him through the pendant, calmed him when he felt scared, sad, angry. . . But this time, the voice was crying, in pain. He'd promptly dropped the piece of jewellery when he felt that shock, what could have happened to her?

It did not matter, this time it was her turn to try and calm her.

"Without a certain destination, I keep pursuing east.
My shadow is the only company."

He sang as he watched at the scrap of paper he carried, and like his sister did, made up the words of his song as he went.

"I carve your distant voice on my blank map,
as I search, whom it belongs to!"

For the slightest moment, he could feel the person on the other side relax ever so slightly. And he smiled, it was working at least, he was glad that his voice had the same capabilities as those of his sister.

"We are destined to go around further,
further without end.
Trying to find the fragment of my soul, I keep wandering."

Yet the pain on the other side seemed unbearable, and he did not want to think about what was going on there. Was he too late to find her? No, he could not believe that. He'd never met her. But he knew that this girl also deserved happiness.

He kept moving, a village becoming visible over the horizon. Could this be it? The village he and his sister were born in? Where her mother had fled with him to at least protect the child she had left?

"Your singing voice soothes even my dried soul.
I won't give up finding you
Whose smile has burned into my mind. . ."

As he finished singing, he closed his eyes sadly. Her smile. . . One thing was sure, wherever she was, right now, she was not smiling. And it pained him.

Chapter 5 end.

The first time I include a full song in a chapter, this of course being Len's "Looking for you in the sky."Things said and done, yes, Miku has raped Rin so I feel it's time to bump this story rating up to M. Not that it was very graphic but it can still be pretty disturbing.

Of course, if people WANT graphic, I can very easily do that too if I am going M anyway.

To be clear, No, Miku in this story is not a rapist. Her mind is warped by the mask Luka forced on her.

Yes, she is a pervert for sure, but in her normal mind she would not go further than a grope, or trying to kiss Rin. Her feelings of love would not let her. A second part that is part of Miku's personality is her distrust and occasional hatred of humans. She does not really regret killing Teto, but she does regret making Rin cry as she is an exception in her mind.

Rin on the other hand is quite forgiving, Sure it takes long for the more extreme things, like Teto's death, while she stopped being overly mean to Miku knowing that it was not her intent. She still hasn't fully forgiven the girl and likely won't now the traumatizing event of being sexually abused is also added to her emotional cocktail.

Did I go too far? Possibly, Maybe, Probably, Most likely. Yes.

Yes I did.

Still I would like to hear your opinions. Want me to go back and find a way to obscure the event more? (It is an important plot point, so I won't truly remove it) Want me to leave it as it is? Or.. Should I expand on it in the next chapter? I have cooked (and stuck on Adultfanfiction net) long enough to know what a lemon looks like.

Well, I want opinions, OPINIONS.. So tell me!