MASTER's Folder

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.

Len's Motorbike

"Oh my god... you got a motorbike?"

"Yeah, like it?" Len asks Rin.

"Holy shit... you got a motorbike? Do you know how much I hate these things? They're dangerous!"

"What... don't like to take a ride on it?"

"No!" Rin shouts.

Len smirked, pulling Rin close. "I can go slow for you, Rin," he said with a grin. She felt her cheeks flush red.

"How slow?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." He lets go, smacking her butt. She squeaked, as Len disappeared into the house laughing.

"Len you son of a bitch!" she cries, giving chase.

Len was still laughing as Rin tackled him towards the couch, and silence descends as he kisses her.

"You're easy to tease, you know that?"

"Pervert," was the reply, as Len's hand caressed her rear again.

Moe

"I look what?"

"You look moe," said Mikuo, as he told Len to do another twirl for him, "so moe."

The blushing male Kagamine did so, as Mikuo's eyes trailed more on his butt barely hidden by the short fuku.

"Oh yes," Mikuo said huskily, walking closer to Len, as his hand moved under the very short skirt.

"M-Mikuo," Len whimpered, feeling the older teen's hand groping his butt.

"Len-koi," Mikuo whispered in his ear.

"Mikuo?"

He smiled sweetly, nipping at his neck. Len moaned at the tough of his tongue licking his neck, before feeling him bite his skin softly.

"Now, against the window," he ordered.

Across the street, Teto was minding her own business, bored, listening to music. The fuchsia-haired girl just so happened to look outside her bedroom window, wondering if Len was home. She broke into a nosebleed when she saw Len wearing a schoolgirl uniform that most schools would ban in a heartbeat (the clothes are sheer-material, very short skirt, and a barely legal shirt), and Miku's older brother behind him. What she saw both excited her as well as break into a nosebleed.

"HOLY SHIT!"

What Wasn't Renraku Madaa

"You bastard!" Rin shouted, slamming her fists against Len, tears still escaping her eyes.

Len held her close.

"Forgive me Rin... please..."

"Why...? Why didn't you call?"

"My cellphone needed a battery replacement, and I had to go to the only open RadioShack just to get what I needed, which is practically out of town..."

Thus the reason Len never called: he needed new cell batteries. D:

The Cellphone Leek

Neru and Mikuo seem to have a bit of a... odd relationship. They love one another obviously, yet they haven't actually confessed to one another. Both were obviously shy to tell the other how they felt. And what's worse: they established their friendship on a sibling base. Their friends obviously couldn't take to seeing them foot around the other in such a way. That was then they decided to do something about it. It was really simple. They would establish a few notes with Miku's plagiarizing skills, while Len and Rin would set-up the picnic at the park under the sakura trees. With help from Kaito and Meiko, they would make sure Mikuo made it to the park before Neru could, who was being led by Gumi and Luka.

Mikuo and Neru both would be surprised at what awaited them, and then realize what was going on. But the Kagamines would push the teens to each other, making sure they ended up meeting by the lips. And from there, the kiss would light fireworks in their minds, and their hearts aflutter with excitement and the rush of emotions as they can safely break past this sibling boundary they had and become true lovers...

Just too bad this is just a story... or is it?

"Honey?"

Mikuo looked to his beautiful wife, who had just put their son and daughter to bed. He got up off the computer, making sure to shut it down, before giving his wife Neru a kiss on the lips.

"Still writing that book of yours?"

"Yeah," Mikuo confessed, with a warm smile as the two adults head to their bedroom.

"How far are you into it?"

"I'm at the part about a cellphone and a leek," he said with a playful grin.

Neru just smirked, smacking her husband gently over the shoulder.