Rendezvous: A Vocaloid Fanfiction (Chapter 11)
Written by Kairu Kobayashi
Author's Note:
To those who are confused by how the story goes (I take POV jumps often, but not that often; only after a few chapters), I intended to not place notes saying who's POV is there. I originally intended to make readers think about who has the point of view instead of being given everything, but if you're really confused with that system, you can just PM me and then I'll tell you personally without changing the chapters that have been posted. Anyway, I don't know until what chapter this will go (since I write on a notebook instead of directly typing the chapters) so I won't be able to give out all point of views through PM. But if this still disappoints you, I'm very sorry.
"Where is the room of Shion Kaito?" I inquired at the nurse station, but the nurse I was talking to stood up and bowed.
"Good morning, Luka-sama!" the nurse greeted me with her head in level with her waist.
I repeated the question again, and she finally gave me the right answer. "It's room 4104, miss."
I walked towards Gakupo, who was sitting on a bench at a corner. With that face, it's either he's nervous or worried. His hands were clasped together, shaking. He stared at the floor and sighed. I took a seat beside him, but I just gave him time to himself. No one between us spoke, we just communicated with deep breaths and sighs. I saw a new side of him, whom I've always thought that I knew a lot.
Whoever that Kaito is, he changed Gakupo. Drastically.
"What room?" he suddenly asked, which kind of startled me a bit.
"O-oh, it's 4104," I stuttered.
He stood up and held his hand out. "Shall we go then?"
"Yeah, you lead."
It was one ordinary day in the Student Council Room. I was simply doing my job, signing the proposals and other paperwork stacked on my desk. Well, not signing all of them though.
At this hour, the door unexpectedly slid open.
"Hey, you people should go home al—"
A blue-haired student who's not a member of the student council is in here right now. Wait—
"Y-you're all wet! HEY!"
The student shut the door and ran to a corner of the room. He hugged his knees and pulled them closer to himself, even if his uniform was dripping wet and now the room had puddles everywhere.
I lost my thought of signing the papers for a while to grab a towel. I threw it to him afterwards. He glanced at me for a second as he wrapped the towel around himself like a cape.
He was still trembling, and I didn't know if it was because he's cold or not.
"Are you cold or something?" I walked towards him and knelt next to him. "Just speak up, y'know, I'll help you. Promise."
Some rowdy voices came from the corridor, and since it's already 5:30, they're probably thinking I've already gone home. "Shion! We know you're hiding!"
"Are they your friends?" I placed one hand on his shoulder, but he shook his head lightly. "I suppose you really don't shower with clothes on, do you?" I chuckled and walked towards the door. I slid it open (like a boss) to scare the loitering students.
"School ended hours ago, bird brains! Scram and help your mothers do the chores, will ya? DANG IT!"
"K-K-Kaichou!" Altogether, the gang ran off like scaredy cats.
I heard footsteps once again, and so I assumed that they're back.
"That's why a lot of women have osteo—"
"Luka. Don't go screaming when it's just me…" and so, instead of the three musketeers (or idiots, rather) who ran away just now, I encountered Gakupo. His black hair was all messed up, and the corner of his lip was bleeding, too. His uniform was dirtied with mud as well.
"Were you…raped?" I joked, but he gave off a rather serious aura. And so the joke was awfully ignored.
"Better report that trio to your mother," Gakupo exclaimed.
"Then tell me why are you freaking beaten up?" I shouted back.
"Please, Luka, can you just stop acting like you're already my wife?"
Awkward silence.
For the several years we've been together, I never felt so little towards Gakupo like this. I've always been the big sister, always the one who knows just what to do.
"They beat me up. They were bullying Kaito-sama," he said calmly, as if there was nothing wrong with it. It was said normally. But I had a follow-up question in mind.
"Who's…Kaito-sama?"
"He was my betrothed." So if he was talking about a 'he,' then…he was matched up with a person who has the same gender as him—?! How can life be so unfair—I mean, how can their parents be so idiotic?
Oh wait—
"Isn't that illegal?" I blurted out.
"That's why I used the past tense, idiot," Gakupo snickered at me, and laughed louder, holding his abdomen. "Why do you h-have to…j-joke?!"
UGH. I still didn't get who 'Kaito-sama' is! And to be called with such a honorific…
"Just tell me who the hell Kaito-sama is!" I yelled, and he finally spat it out.
"Blue hair, blue eyes, wet uniform," he described.
So, he's "Kaito-sama" then.
I quickly got back to the Student Council Room and stretched out my and to him.
"Someone's waiting out there, y'know. Shall we go?"
He took my hand and got up.
From there, I witnessed the Gakupo I know turning into someone else. The "Gakupo with Kaito."
Well, that was the last week that I saw Gakupo's normal self. The next time we met, he looked like another person to me. The first thing that I thought about was, perhaps Kaito was the reason why he did this.
I think I'm right.