Guys! Update! This is a shorter chapter because I'm starting another story. I'm posting it soon, sometime today. I had school and I write part of my stories there.
VocaloidWriter: I'M ALIIIIIIIIVE~ Also, Piko never struck me as a man-slut, I didn't really wanna use anyone else for that role. I like that ship so…/shrug/ XD
Awesome D.T: I know, but I wanted Rin to seem hurt to make the story more…interesting. Trust me, I felt guilty doing it lol
Okay. I just might write a lemon for this story. If anyone asks me not to, I won't. I'm not that good at lemons ;w;
Okay, guys…on to le story!
I don't own VOCALOID in any way~
Len stormed over and grabbed Piko by the ahoge sticking up out of his head and nearly growled, "What do you think you're doing?!"
Miku had scrambled away from both 'shotas', shaking. She was really scared. She had never really seen Len really get this aggressive….
Piko shrugged and smiled lazily. "I knew Miku-Chan here didn't have a girlfriend or anything, so, why not?"
Len growled again, looking Piko straight in the eye. "Maybe she does have a boyfriend….!"
At this, Miku's teal orbs widened as she scrambled off the bed and scurried out the room. She raced past her brother's room, knowing he would be no help whatsoever when she heard loud snoring from in his room. She dived into her room, slammed the door while locking it behind her, and ran to the precious hiding spot she always went to when she was scared; the secret space in the back of her closet. She always liked this little hiding place, for it reminded her of when those kids went to Narnia. Like in fairy tales…She always loved fairy tales. Anyways, she crept into that little place, shut the little secret door, and huddled up in the corner. Her pigtails had come undone, leaving her hair messy and tangled.
Piko just sighed. Neither 'shota' could go after Miku because they were busy "fighting". If you could call it that. It ended up with Piko sprawled out on the floor, clutching his stomach. All Len had to do, really, was give him a good kick to the stomach and that was enough for the drunken teen.
Len raced to Miku's room when he was done, calling her name. "Miku! Miku, open up!" He banged on the door loudly. When he got no answer, he found a bobby pin in the bathroom and picked the lock. He wandered into the tealette's room, still calling "Miku! Mikuuuuuu!"
Miku foolishly said, "GO AWAY!" which gave away her hiding spot. Tears were spilling down her cheeks again.
Len sighed and found the little door in the back of the closet and crawled through it. It was an extremely tiny room. "What is this, Narnia?" He joked, hoping to get a smile out of Miku. But failed.
Miku stared at him, her dull eyes piercing him through the darkness. Teal clashed with cerulean. She suddenly reached over and tugged his arm, pulling him to her. She quietly asked him, "What did you to to him….?"
Len shrugged, brushing a piece of hair from his face. "All I had to do was kick him and he just…fell. He stayed on the floor, so I took it he probably fell asleep or something."
Miku nodded, seeming to explain some way of understanding. "Yeah…." She started to get up, but he pulled Miku back and into his lap, kissing her passionately. He took her off guard and made her gasp, which gave him the opportunity of slipping his tongue inside her mouth, taking dominance and exploring it with his pointy tongue.
Miku bit back a satisfied sigh, watching Len wearily as he pulled away from her.
Suddenly, they both shot back from each other as if hit by the forehead by some force, falling back into the wall that surrounded the extremely narrow room as memories raced through their minds from their past life.
Little kid Miku was sitting alone, crying. Little kid Len came up and asked her something. After a bit, Miku stood up, the tears that were on her face gone.
They watched as a slightly-older-than-the-last version of Len ask Miku something with a red face. Miku had responded with something happily, and hugged him.
The next scene, Miku and Len both watched extremely carefully.
(same age as they are now) Len was crossing the street ahead of Miku, who was playing on her phone. Len had reached the end of the street, waiting impatiently for Miku to stop playing on her phone and get her butt over to the other side of the street.
A truck was rambling on toward Miku. Len screamed something, which made Miku look up and let out-probably- a terrified shriek before getting pushed out of the way by a flash of yellow.
That yellow disappeared as the truck swerved and hit it.
Miku gasped and clung to Len as a tear slipped down her cheek for what seemed the umpteenth time that night. "Don't…D-Don't ever leave me like that...If that ever h-happens..Let me d-die…" She whispered into his shirt. Len kept silent as he stroked Miku's messy bright hair, tears threatening drop from his eyes. He blinked hard and wiped his eyes on his sleeve-he wouldn't cry.
