Dumped On A Lucky Front Yard

by MangaLuver1423

"Good. So, we must look like familiar, huh?" Holy. Chiz. "Cosplayers?" Arrow asks, hoping for what he asked was half true. "Nope. You guys were dumped on a lucky front yard." This. Is. Awesome. Rated T for BAD POTTY MOUTH! :D LenxOC! RinxOC!

10. Chapter 10

~AUTHORS NOTE~

MangaLuv: Okay, guys, I'm sosososososo sorry for being a dick and a depression person.

Len: *pats* It's okay.

MangaLuv: *makes strangled noise*

Len: Let's just start the story, okay?

MangaLuv: *nods*

~oOo~

BOW's POV

His smile was so warm. So warm.

I'm gonna miss it.

I close my eyes and start to fall.

Before I know it, I'm stopped. I open my eyes in surprise.

Someone's grabbing onto my wrist.

"You don't even think about it." Len says. Or, at least I'm positive it's him.

I turn around. Sure enough, it's Len, who saved my life.

As I'm half hanging over the edge of the roof, I start crying as I'm pulled back up.

Len spins me around and starts shaking me by the shoulders. "You...don't...do...that...again...you...got...it?" he asks.

"Woahaoaoaoaoao." I say, making noises so he stops.

Len stops, due to my master plan, and then brings me in for a hug.

"I'm so sorry." I say, starting to cry. I hug him back, wetting his shirt.

That he still didn't change into PJ's yet.

"Are you okay?" he asks, and I nod. "Good." Len says as he pulls away and faces me.

"You don't ever do that again!" Len says as he pokes my nose. I look down in shame.

Why did I just try to kill myself again?

"How did you know where I was?" I ask. "I was talking with your mom, and she told me some things about you. Like, what you did in your spare time, how you acted before you lost your memory, and other things. She told me that you used to run away sometimes if the smallest bad thing happened, and that you used to be..." Len faltered.

"What?" I asked. "Suicidal. You used to be suicidal. You used to talk about hurting yourself, and that you used to cut yourself."

I look at my wrists.

"Master might have gotten rid of the scars if you had any when he changed you into a Vocaloid." Len says, and I look back up at him.

"Your mom also added that you liked to climb up onto the roof and just sit up there sometimes to think. I didn't know if you were still like that or not...so...yeah..." Len says, scratching the back of his head.

"Plus, Calne wouldn't just let you walk on out through the front door. She's guarding there. Well, duh... Umm, anyway, just...yeah. So, I had run outside to see if you were outside doing something, and I saw you standing at the edge. I got up onto the roof, walked really slowly and quietly, and then you started to fall, and I ran over here, and, uh...yeah." Len concluded.

I nodded. "Thanks." I say to him, and I hug him again.

Len hugs me back, and I start crying again. "I'm sorry." I say. "Me too." Len says.

"You don't need to be sorry, Len."

"I do. I knew that you were suicidal, Bow. I wouldn't think...that you'd ever be like that again."

I pull away and look at Len. "It's okay." I say, and then I turn around and I take a running start and I jump off the roof backwards.

Before I hit the ground, I levitate. The same stunt I pulled at Ergon Technis. Len runs over to the side of the roof and drops down onto his knees, his hand on his heart.

"You scared me!" he yells to me. "Did I now?" I ask. "Yes. You did. Now get back up here, Bow!"

"I don't wanna."
"Yes, you do."
"Why?"

"Because..." Len starts, and then runs back. I look behind me. There's no one there. Whatever. I close my eyes, still levitating.

I start to hear footsteps running on the lawn. I keep my eyes closed, anyway.

The back gate opens and then footsteps run over to me. Next thing I know, I'm being tickled.

"GAGH!" I say, loosing concentration and dropping.

Right into Len's arms.

I look at him, and I smile. "Thanks." I say. "No prob." Len says, and he starts walking back, me in his arms bridal style.

~oOo~

As we walk back into the room, Len throws me onto the bed.

"WEE!" I say as I fly through the air.

"Again!" I add as Len starts to laugh.

"No, not again. You need rest." Len says.

"I don't have time for sleep." I say and I look up at Len, who's looking down on me. I bring up my arms and I rap my arms over Len's neck. "What?" he asks.

"Nothing. Just letting myself know that's I'm still alive." I say and I drag Len down.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow." Len says, and I let go instantly. "Sorry." I say. "It's fine." Len says, straightening himself.

"So, are you going to be okay?"
"Yup."
"No more suicidal incidents?"
"Nope."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"More positive then your mothers pregnancy test?"

I look up at him and he sticks his tongue out at me, while smiling and winking. Line-stealer.

I laugh.

"Yes, I promise." I say.

"Good." Len says as he also climbs over me into bed. "Pinkie promise it." he says as he extends his pinkie finger.

I smile and wrap my pinkie finger around his. "Pinkie promise." I say.

"Better. Ya can never break a pinkie promise, ya know." Len says as he rolls onto his back. I smile as I roll onto my side and curl up next to Len.

"I know now." I say, and I laugh.

Len laughs too, and I give him a huge hug. "You don't do stupid stuff like that too, m'chays?" I ask.

"M'chays?"
"Oh! It's like m'kays. Except cooler. Because I added stuff to it."
"Ah." says Len.

I smile.

"Well, Len, not to piss you off or anything, but you seem totally different. From Japan to here, you seemed, well, more...dark."
"Dark?"
"Yeah. Dark."
"How so?"
"More... I don't know."
"More of a jerk?"
"Errr..."
"I've been feeling homesick, that's why. Ya know when you just feel sick, and then you're a jackass to everyone?"
"Yeah?"
"...I miss Japan."

I look over to Len, who looks sad.

"You've also started cursing a whole lot more."

Len chuckled. "I noticed. You were the one who influenced it. The words were stuck in my head... Now, they're stuck there forever. And ever."

Len looked at me, and starting moving closer to me.

"And ever." Closer.

"And ever." Closer.

"And ever." Closer.

"And-"
"To close!" I interrupt and I bring up my hands.

"Daw." Len says, sounding sad.

"Don't give me an adorable 'daw', Len. Ya know, that's what makes you shota. You're adorableness."

"...I'm not shota."
"Yeah, you are."
"No..."
"Yeah."
"No."
"Yeah."
"Ya know, I remember Nicki and I used to get over fights who thought you were shota or not."
"And I'm assuming that you always said I was shota."

I pause and look at Len, who turns to look at me.

"Well?"
"Um... I always said that you weren't shota."
"Really?" Len says, his eyes widening.

"Yeah..." I say, starting to mumble. "Why?" Len asks. I freeze, and then I start to giggle. "What?" Len asks, also starting to laugh.

"SPICE!" I say, really quietly. ((A/N: The song SPICE! is supposed to be written fully in uppercase with an exclamation point at the end. Yay for Vocaloid nerds! XD))

Len laughs. "Oh, really now?" he says, still laughing. "Yeah..." I say, starting to whisper. "Is that your favorite song?" Len asks.

"Stop laughing!" I say, and Len laughs even harder. "Oh, shut up!" I say, and I lightly tap his hip.

"You're not denying that it's not your favorite song!" Len says, still laughing like a madman. "It's not!" I say.

"Uh huh. Oh, totally. It's not even close to being your favorite song!" Len says, teasing me. "It's not!" I repeat. "Uh huh, okay then. What's your favorite song?" Len asks, calming down and resting his head on his hand.

"Uhh, actually, I don't know." I say, mumbling. "You guys have so many songs." I say. Len nods. "Which one do you like now?" Len asks.

I blink, still unsure. "Actually, it's been quite a while since I've heard a Vocaloid song."

It's true. Now that I say it, I actually realise it.

"Really?" Len asks with surprise and wide eyes. "Yeah. I don't really remember the last time I had heard a Vocaloid song..." I say.

"Hmmm..." Len says.
"What?"
"I'm thinking."
"About what?"
"How you've lived with us for a while and you haven't heard a Vocaloid song in eons."
"Well, not eons, but, uhh, yeah. Ironic, no?" I ask, scratching my cheek and laughing.

"Don't be embarrassed. It's okay. Let's see. Some songs. I'm assuming you've heard songs, right?"
"Well, yeah..."
"Then, let's see. PoPiPo?"
"I like it, but not a top fav."

Len then looks down and thinks.

"Who are your favorite Vocaloids?" he asks, looking back at me.

"Um. Well, I like..." I say.

"Well, I can't say it in front of you, you know." I add.

"Oh, and why not?" Len asks, smiling. "Well, because that's like a teacher you have asking who's your favorite teacher. It's like you have to answer 'Oh, Miss. White, you're my favorite teacher, of course.'" I say.

Len nods. "Yeah, I get it. Give me the real answer, though. I wanna know."

I blink. "Well, since I've known you guys, I've always liked you and your sister's singing. Always."

Len grins like the Cheshire cat. "Really?" he asks, poking my stomach lightly. "Yeah..." I mumble. Darn it, I have no self confidence.

"That's okay. Don't be nervous. Or embarrassed. Well, I guess then I can list about a thousand titles of songs from the Kagamines then, no?" Len asks. I look down and shake my head, so embarrassed. "Sorry." I say.

"Ha! For what? There's nothing wrong. I'm not gonna hit you if you don't like one of our songs."
"You won't kill me?"
"And just why would I kill you?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"I don't know. What song is this?" I say, looking up at him and smiling.

At that, Len chuckles and gives me a hug and my face is shoved right into Len's neck.

"Ahh, dear Bow. This isn't a song." Len says, my nose feeling his neck vibrate with his talking. I laugh.

Len pulls away. "What now?" he asks me. "Your neck vibrates. My nose feels funny now." I say, rubbing my nose.

Len chuckles. "Does it?" he asks. I nod.

"So, favorite Vocaloid song..." Len starts up again. "I don't really know." I say, shrugging.

"Hmm... Rin Rin Signal?"
"Mmm, nope."
"Prisoner and Paper Airplane?"
"Nope."
"Kokoro?"
"Nope."
"The Rampage of Me?"

I laugh. "Nope."
"No Thank You?"
"Nope."
"You remember what the songs sound like, right?"
"Yup."
"Okay. Skeleton Life?"
"Nope. Catchy, but no."
"Oh, I love that songs beat. Hm, how about The Riddle Solver Who Couldn't Solve Riddles?"
"Nope."

Len looks at me. "Ya know, I could go on forever and ever." "That's cool." I say.

"SPICE!"
"Ha. You're funny."
"Is the song by me?"
"I don't know. Probably you and Rin..."
"Juvenile?"
"Nope."

Len looks down now, then back up at me.

"Love Is War?"
"Ain't that a Miku song?"
"I can still sing it."
"Oh. Well, nope."
"My version of World Is Mine?"
"Nope. Again."
"Fire Flower?"
"Nope. Your voice was so low in that song."
"I know, right? Hmm..."

I give up already. I sigh. I don't think I have one...

"Don't think you have one? Everyone has one!" Len says to me. It's like he can read minds, too.
"A favorite song?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, I do."
"Really? What song?"
"Servant Of Evil."
"You die though."
"Still...? It's a really pretty song."
"Yeah? It's pretty depressing, if that's what you mean."
"Well, that too."
"Uhh, yeah."
"Remote Control. You like that song?"
"Of course I like it, but I don't think it's my favorite."

Len looks up at the ceiling. "Wow. You really don't have a favorite song, do ya?" he asks me, looking back at me.

I nod. "I guess not."

"Well, how about Synchronicity?"
"Which one?"
"Any of them?"
"I think...that I like the second one better."
"The second one?"
"Yeah."
"That one has an amazing beat."
"The lyrics are amazing, but without the video, they would be totally confusing."
"Ha! Really? Well, thank gods we made a video then, huh?"

"Yeah..." I say, and then I roll up onto Len, me sitting on his stomach.

"Question! When is the 3rd one coming out?" I ask.
"3rd one to Synchronicity?"
"YEAH!"

"Before the beginning of summer! I hope! If we ever get back to Japan!" ((A/N: Well, that's what the writer of the song said. Yes, the REAL writer of the song. I know, I'm excited too! :D))

I roll off of Len onto my back. "Really?" I ask. Len nods. "I hope so." Len says, turning onto his back as well.

"Well, then." I say and I close my eyes. "What time is it?" Len asks. I look over to my alarm clock. "7:30." I say. I look back over to Len, who nods, still facing up towards the ceiling.

"We're not going to be sleeping tonight, are we?" I ask Len, who smiles and nods.

"Okay." I say, and I close my eyes again.

We both lie there in the darkness, listening to the other person breathing.

"So..." I say, having no idea of what to say after that.

"What's up?" Len asks.

"Errr, I don't know. Say something and then I'll see if we can conjure up a conversation out of it." I say. "Uh, okay. Hmm... Let's see." Len starts.

Half a minute passes. Len throws his hands in the air. "You asked me to do something impossible!" Len yells.

"Have you ever crashed the roadroller?" I ask.

Len looks right at me. "Uhh...no?" he says, scratching the back of his head, laughing. "Uh huh, yeah, sure." I say.

"Okay, I did. I was driving it around because I was bored, and then, like, it went boom..."

I start laughing. "Oh my gods, Len. This is why I love you, ya know." I say to Len. Len laughs along with me, to my delight. "Really?" he asks. "Yeah." I say. "What did you run it into?" I ask him.

"A bunch of things. But the thing that actually stopped it was a solid wall. Concrete. Rin wanted the roadroller fixed ASAP so that she could run me over for ruining it. She ran over to me and then started punching my arm. 'Why did you ruin my baby!' and stuff like that. Then I said, 'I'll get it fixed, Rin.' and then Rin started running around yelling at Master to fix it."

I laugh. That's funny. "I'm sorry that you were ruined by Rin's abuse." I say.

"Oh, are you joking? I'm always in pain by her. All she does is abuse me." Len says. I smile. " I don't think so." I say.

"Hey, did you know she likes my brother?" I ask, the words just slipping out of my mouth. I gasp, wide eyes, and then I cover my mouth with both hands. "I had my suspicions, but I wasn't to sure. Did she tell ya herself?"

I nod, then facepalm. "I told her I wouldn't tell anyone." Len looks at me and pats my stomach. "I won't tell anyone. I keep amazing secrets." he says. "Really? What types?" I ask.

"Oh, ones I won't tell ya." he says and pokes my cheek. He's smirking...
"Are they lovey-dovey ones?"
"Duh."
"Does everyone confess things to you?"
"Uhh, yeah. Kinda."
"Is it because you're shota?"
"...No. Jerk."

I start laughing, and Len chuckles. "Do you enjoy my pain?" he asks, sounding hurt. It sounds very convincing, besides the fact that he's also slightly laughing.

I smile. "No. I don't want you to be hurt." I say in all seriousness. Len smiles back. "Well, same here." he says. "You don't want yourself to be hurt?" I ask. "No! I don't want you to be hurt." Len says.

"Ahh." I say, and smile. "So, are you tired, Len?" I ask him. Len shakes his head. "When I talk with you, I'm not so tired." he says. I look over to him. "Good to know I'm better than caffeine." I joke, and Len turns his head slowly to look at me.

"Yeah. You are." he says.

He leans in closer and kisses my forehead.

"Thanks." I say, and I cuddle up closer to him.

"So, have you ever crashed a car?" Len asks.

I look over to him. "No." I laugh. "My dad has." I add. "What happened to your dad?" Len asks.

I blink. "I don't know. I didn't ask Mom. But, I'm kinda scared to ask." I say. "You should ask. At least know."

"No." I say very sternly. "You'll wonder all for eternity if you never ask." Len says. I look over at Len, who nods my direction. I look back up to the ceiling. "So, I should ask?" "I just said you should!"

"Oh..." I say, and start laughing.

Len sighs, smiles, and rolls his eyes. "You're so strange, Bow."

"Why, thanks, shota."
"I'm not shota!"
"You totally are. Don't give us that!"
"Awww, shush. You don't know what you're talking about."
"Even though you're an amazing rapper."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, thanks."
"No problem."

I sigh and close my eyes, even though I hear mom get up and stumble to the kitchen. "The zombie lives." I mumble.

Len chuckles and turns towards me.

"Why did you do that?"
"Do what? Call my mom a zombie?"
"No. Try to seduce me."
"Err...I don't know."
"Don't lie, Bow."
"I'm not. I didn't even know what I was doing."
"Well, are you okay now?"
"Yeah!"
"Okay then."
"How 'bout you?"
"I'm perfect! I'm Len Kagamine!"
"Oh yeah, how could I forget?"

I laugh and sigh.

"Let's get some rest, huh?" I ask.

BAM!

Well, so much for that. What's Master doing in our room?

"Guys! We're going home! Back to Japan!"

"SWEET!" Len says, raising a fist in the air. I bite my bottom lip. "What is it, Bow?" Master asks. "Well, I don't think Mom will let us go... Arrow and I." I say.

Master shakes his head. "Don't worry about it! I paid your mom a bunch of money! I sorta, err, bribed your mom to let you and Arrow come back! Plus, some of your friends can come back with us as well. Since you haven't gotten back all of your memory, you can ask your friends questions about your past!" Master says, sounding so happy.

I squeal. "I'm going back!" I say. Arrow opens the door to his bedroom. "Did I hear, 'bribed mom to go back to Japan?'"

"Yup! You're going back to Japan, along with your sister!"

I smile along with Arrow. "NO WAY?" he yells, and I smile and nod like a madwoman. "Alright, then, let's get ready to go!" Master says, and he runs out of the room. I look at Len and give him a high five. "Let's go home." I say.

~ENDING NOTE~

MangaLuv: Hey, guys! It's done. That last chapter was a huge cliffy.

Len: It also probably scared away about half of your readers.

MangaLuv: Yeah, I know. Sorry...

Len: Well, whatever. So, we're now getting back to Japan. In the story?

MangaLuv: Yuppers! So, about the Synchronicity thing...

Len: Yes. The writer of the song said that he was going to hopefully finish the 3rd one by the beginning of summer. So, it might come out during spring.

MangaLuv: YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM!

Len: She got the news off the writers site herself.

MangaLuv: YOU HAVE NO FRICKEN IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM!

Len: I swear. You're bipolar.

MangaLuv: I'm weekly bipolar. One week, depressed, next week, happy as a lark.

Len: *sigh* I just give up. I'm gonna go eat bananas. Bye.

MangaLuv: BUH-BYE! :D