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Disclaimer & Author's Note: I do not own Vocaloid or any and all official/fan-made characters, except my own fan-mades. This is just a collection of one-shots that don't fit anywhere else, or have no space within the ever-complex workings that is my mind. As you can tell already, this folder contains miscellaneous Vocaloid stories that I test-run or just create on a whim that may or may not have a back-story plotline, or are challenges made by others which I answer.

Warning: Contains some guro... and a horny shouta.

Bloody Birth, Lonely Death

There was a young girl, who appeared to be only in her early adolescence, rushing through the woods near a banking hillside. She had long blonde hair, with most of it pulled to only the right side of her head, which was held by a short ribbon-decorated bow. This was the Sengoku Era, where she was the only survivor of her home, which was now under the flames of the bandits that had ransacked the poor village and killed every man, woman, and child, but her.

"Len," she whispered, as she leaned against a fallen tree in a dry creek. Her husband was murdered, defending their home while he forced her to flee and protect their child. And she had been running for she surmised an hour or so. She was tired, exhausted, plus she felt her baby protesting against the sudden spike of activity she's enduring. She winced a bit, but got up again when she thought she heard someone, and continued to run. Her clothes were dirty, and ripped in some places, and she had a few cuts from forcing herself through some bushes that were riddled with thorns.

Soon however she could no longer keep going, and collapsed near a tree on a slated hill near a river. All she had for protection was the tanto given to her by her father on the day of the marriage between Clan Kagamine and Clan Neru. She groaned again... she felt the water of her womb break... and the pain was hurting.

"Ahh..." She cried clenching her fists with grass as the pain pulsed again. Labor sucked. This was her first time being pregnant, and there was no one within the next four miles to help her. If she tried to get to the nearest village for help, it would be too late for her. And so, on her own, Neru had to go through the very painful procedure of childbirth, having hiked up her skirt, and undid the ties to her panties. Her legs are spread, and remembering her kaasan's lessons on how to properly give birth, begins to push. The process is long, and exhausting, but amidst the bodily fluids, and the bit of blood and gunk, her child was born. Of course, there was a problem that came up, and she was fearing the worse, so she cut herself open, unto the womb, where she managed to bring her child out into the world this way), and she began caress her baby. She undid the top of her outfit, and took it off to use as the baby's blanket, using a torn-off sleeve to clean her baby as best she could. All she had was rolls of bandages to act as a makeshift bra to conceal her breasts.

She used the tanto, and cuts the umbilical cord off, before managing to tie it up. Her baby continues to cry softly, and very weak, rocks her newborn gently in her arms, sweating, head burning, and her body sore as she continues to bleed. "I... doubt... I will live... I am so weak... my little Kiseki." Her baby boy, now cherished with the name Kiseki (Miracle), wails softly in the star-lit night. Memories of her friends and family run in her mind's eye as she holds her baby closer as she closes her eyes.

She would not awaken the next morning. She would be discovered in mid-sun, by a traveling couple. They would take pity on the baby that cries for his dead mother, and raise the boy as their own, while giving Neru a burial where she died, against a Japanese Pine tree.

Orgy

"Len, have you ever been to orgy before?"

"... What...?"

"I meant their concert!" Rin clarified.

Len blinked. "Oh... I thought you meant the sexual term, because the answer would be yes. The band, no..."

And Rin blinked twice hearing Len's answer. He is one hell of a sexual deviant, huh?

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