Ello, ladies and gentlemen of . I, Kat, have returned for the fifth (yeah, I didn't think it'd survive this long either) chapter of my new OC story, Vocaloid: You Don't Know Me!, starring my very own OC, Miyako Nakamura. In the last chapter nothing really bad happened, it was all smiles and hugs for the gang, but that might (and probably will, knowing me) change in this chapter. Memories of Kaito's muffled confession will be appearing again, Miyako will probably start to reveal stuff about her past, after a conversation in the park. Saying no more until it's revealed in the chapter. There will probably be another LenxMimi scene linked to this event, hehe. If I may remind *cough* Emma *cough*...I mean, this AUDIENCE, that this is a fictional story, and Len is still mine c:
Anyway, shoutout to Emma again, you really need to read her new story, The Adventures of Mimi (as in Miku) and Rinny. The characters Miku and Rin are based on Emma and me, and it's up to its second chapter and it's really good, so you should read it. Advertising over, let's move onto the highly thrilling disclaimer note...T_T
Disclaimer: I don't own Vocaloid, blah blah blah...Lenny's still mine though...blah blah blah.
PS: I don't know if I'll be able to live up to my previous 3.5k ish story like last time, but I hope this ain't too short for you :)
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~Chapter Five: The Guy In The Alleyway~
~Miyako's POV~
"How did you do that?" Rin and SeeU squeal practically at the same time as Len tosses a strawberry up into the air and catches it in his mouth easily. He chews and shrugs, smiling at them.
"Practice," he says cheerfully. "Here, you try, Rin!" Rin takes a strawberry and chucks it up. She opens her mouth wide, but the strawberry falls short and bounces off her chin instead, falling back onto the tablecloth. We all laugh, including Rin. SeeU takes a strawberry and copies Rin, but she manages to catch it with her teeth by the stalk before it misses her open mouth. We clap, still giggling. Then Len sighs contentedly and lays back on the grass, watching the clouds.
"My parents told me when I was little, that watching the clouds is a good way to forget all of your problems," he says. We all lay down too. I stare up at the white fluffy shapes slowly travelling across the vast blue sky, and I decide that Len is right.
"On the subject of parents, I'd better call mine!" SeeU sighs, taking out her mobile. "Man, they're annoying!"
"Tell me about it!" Kaito agrees, rolling his eyes.
"It's all homework this..." Len begins.
"...early nights that..." Lily continues.
"...jeez, why can't they keep off my case?" Rin complains.
"They just care about you, that's all." I say. No way am I talking about my parents.
"I guess," Rin agrees reluctantly.
"You're lucky to have such understanding parents, if you think that!" Len laughs, and I swallow, freezing. Suddenly, I can't breathe. Len Kagamine has no idea. No idea at all. I shut my eyes tight and sit up, hiding my face behind my fringe. Len looks at me. "Hey, Mimi, you okay?" I try to nod, but the tears drip from my cheeks onto the ground, and Len is up in a flash. "Mimi?"
"I-I'm fine," I mumble, my voice cracking. "I'm just tired.."
"Are you sure?" Len asks, and I look at his face as more tears spill over. He reaches out to me, blue eyes huge and worried, but I stand up, moving away from his touch. I turn and walk away, breaking into a run when I hear Len and the others calling after me. I don't want their pity. I don't need them. I've done fine on my own for this long. I have to keep running. I dash out of the park gates and down the street, pushing past people and wiping my tears away furiously. Some people look at me in concern, but most carry on walking. They don't care about a silly crying girl.
"Mimi! Hey, wait!" Len's voice yells after me, and suddenly, I can't run anymore. I dodge into a sidestreet and collapse against the wall, crying openly and so hard that no sound comes out at all. Len hasn't found me yet, and I look around to see if anyone else is watching this. No one, apparently. Thank God.
"Hey, there!" I freeze and turn my head to see a man of about 30. He looks kind enough. "Now, what're you crying for?"
"I'm fine, really." I say. He doesn't look convinced.
"Let me help you up," he says kindly, offering his hand. I take it and he helps me to my feet. Suddenly, though, his face isn't so nice, and he holds me against the wall, his body blocking my exits. (A/N: Please don't kill me for this, it won't end badly, don't worry. I just thought it'd be sweet, you'll understand why. NOT BETWEEN MIMI AND THE DUDE, SHEESH T_T anyway, T/M moment now though.) Crap! I try to pull away, but he's smiling, and it's evil. Slowly, he leans forward and kisses my neck.
"Get off of me!" I say fiercely, but he pins me against the wall and continues to kiss me, carrying on down my throat until he reaches my school top. He smiles again and yanks it so one of the buttons pops, exposing more skin. My face flames red, and I know he's going to try something much worse on me in a second.
"Now, little girl, why are you all alone down here? It ain't safe for a pretty little thing like you," the man whispers seductively, forcing me to look at him. Quickly, before I can resist, he presses his lips to mine and kisses me hard. I try to break away, but he suddenly turns violent and shoves me hard so that I fall to the floor. He presses himself onto me and kisses me again. He tastes like beer and alcohol, and I try to kick him or headbutt him, but nothing's working.
"What are you gonna do to me?" I ask, frightened now.
"Well, darling, once I've had my fun, I'm afraid to say I'll have to kill you." His smile is so kind-looking that he could have just offered me free cake.
"K-kill me?" I ask, trembling. His smile widens, and I have the urge to punch it.
"Can't have you telling anyone about this, can I?" he says, kissing me again. It goes on for about 10 minutes. I give up struggling, seeing that it's no use, and just let him get it over with. He doesn't do anything really sexual, thank God. He just kisses me and continues to rub my legs up and down, and in places that I'm too disgusted and scared to talk about (A/N: Don't even judge for this *cough* Emma *cough* it was necessary (I just kinda meant around the waist...area...IT'S NOT THAT, WHATEVER YOU SAY)). Dear God, kill me now. When he's finally done, he yanks me up to stand against the wall again, completely obscured from public view, and clamps his hands around my neck, hard, squeezing until I feel like I'm going to pass out.
So this is how I disappear. So many things I never said. So many goodbyes. So many people I needed to make amends with. Len..what will happen if Len finds me here? I don't wanna think about it. He'd blame himself. So would Kaito, probably. Rin would cry for days. Lily and SeeU...I don't know, but they'd probably be upset, I guess.
As I feel my conciousness slipping, I look up at the man's eyes, which are glinting with evil.
"Why do you do it?" I ask faintly, gulping in as much air as I can.
"This? It's all fun to me, darling. I can do whatever I want. No one ever finds me." He slides to the floor again, on top of me, to prove the point.
"Until now, that is. Let that girl go!" a boy's voice says, and I turn my head weakly to see Len standing in the alleyway. Wait. LEN? He doesn't seem to recognise me yet, and he's watching the man with full concentration. In his hand is a video recorder. Oh, crap. How long has he been standing there?!
"Hey, kid. Put the video camera down, and I'll let her go." The man yanks my head towards Len so he can see my face clearly. As my eyes meet Len's, his widen and he gasps.
"Mimi?!" he says in shock. I try to speak, but the man is still throttling me, and I can just manage a grimace. Len's eyes flicker with fury, and he faces the man again, almost growling. "Come and get me then." With that, he holds the camera up, grinning madly. The man hisses and looks down at me.
"No, I think I'll stay here with your little girlfriend, thanks." He kisses my lips again, not letting go of my throat. I just lay there helplessly, my whole life flashing before my eyes. What is Len gonna say to Rin and Kaito, if he escapes alive? Oh, God. I can just imagine their faces.
"You gonna risk letting me go to the police with this? It has your face on it and everything.." Len taunts in a singsong voice, dangling the video camera infront of the man, who looks down at me, deliberating. His face morphs into a blurry shape as he continues to strangle me, and out of the corner of my eye I see Len's face becoming increasingly scared and furious.
"Alright," the man says after a minute. "I'll let your girlfriend go. But you're mine." He suddenly kisses me once more. "It was fun, little girl. We should do it again sometime," he leers, and I feel so sick and dizzy that I just want to puke, but he gets to his feet and steps towards Len, and I manage to edge towards the dark wall of the alley, sitting against weakly.
The man is fast, but he also seems drunk and clumsy. Len sends a glance at me, and I give him a shaky thumbs up. The world is spinning now, so I close my eyes, waiting for it to pass. I think at some point I pass out, because I can hear blurred sounds for a second, crashes and bangs, and then...the deafening silence that comes with unconsciousness.
~Len's POV (FINALLY ^^ - cue the heroic fight scene and a cute LenxMimi scene, hehe)~
Why her? Why does everything happen to her? I dodge the dude's swinging arm and get behind him, slamming a kick into his side. He groans in pain, but then he turns on me, catching my leg with his foot, slamming into it with force. Ow.
I manage to look at Miyako, crumpled against the wall. She doesn't seem to be responding, and a wave of terror washes over me. Jesus, if anything happens to her, I swear to God someone's gonna die. I duck as the guy's leg sweeps towards my head. Shit! It's gonna be me unless I get faster. Come on, dude, focus. Do it for Mimi.
Well, okay, then.
I spin with speed as I crack my elbow into his back. He goes down onto the floor, and I stand over him. (A/N: Anyone takes this wrong...)
"You wouldn't hurt an innocent bystander, would ya?" the guy asks. The fucking nerve.
"Oh, no, of course not," I tell him. He breathes out and smiles. I offer my hand.
"Good choice, kid." He takes it and I start to help him up.
"Tell me about it." With that, I spin under his arm and hold him in a wristlock away from me and Miyako. "But you're not an innocent bystander." The guy looks at me with a confused expression, leading into one of anger, but I'm too fast for him now. I slam repeated punches into his face. He returns a couple, and one shoves me off my feet and onto the ground. I look up at the guy's bruised face, and a trickle of blood leaks from my nose. Bleugh. I manage to move my head to look at Miyako, at her troubled face. Somehow, she still manages to look beautiful. What would she say right now? She'd probably slap me for defending her. "I can look after myself," she'd say.
I'm snapped back to reality when I see the dude's clenched fist heading towards my face, and I roll sideways at the very last second. He cries out in pain as his hand hits the ground, and I hear a sickening crack. Well, good. I flip up onto my feet and punch for all it's worth, slamming into his evil face again and again and again until finally he drops at my feet, unconscious. Then I wipe the blood from my face and run to Miyako, who is still sitting with her head drooping against the wall, and drop to my knees beside her.
I push her hair from her face and I breathe out in relief to see that she's mainly unharmed. Most of the buttons on her top are undone, and I quickly avert my eyes. Injured or not, she'll punch me so hard if she knows I'm looking around that area. Not that I would. I'm not a pervert.
Miyako coughs and opens her eyes. As soon as she sees me she lets out a squeal and draws her knees up to her chest, covering up anything I might see. I look away for a second. Then I look at her face again, my eyes full of concern. I swear I'm about ready to cry for this. I'm not a wimp, but seeing her like this kills me inside. She looks at the remaining blood on my face and sucks in a breath.
"You're hurt," she says, shocked.
"It's fine. I'm more worried about you," I tell her, checking her over again. "Are you hurt?" Stupid question, Len.
"I'm fine," she whispers, and in that one second I don't think I've ever seen anyone more terrified. Tears well up in her eyes, and I sit down beside her, slipping my arms around her.
"Shh," I say softly, and she lays her head on my shoulder, still crying. "You're fine. No one's gonna hurt you anymore."
"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have ran away like that," she apologises.
"Don't worry about that. You had your reasons, I'm sure. It's none of my business," I say. She stops for a minute, her dark eyes huge like an anime character's as she watches me. Then she smiles, and it's probably the most heartbreakingly beautiful thing I've ever seen.
"He seemed so nice!" she blurts out, the tears cascading like waterfalls down her face. She lets out a tiny whining sound and I hug her tighter.
"I know, I know," I say, rocking her gently. She doesn't say anything, so I don't think I'm about to get murdered in the next two seconds. I look around quickly to make sure there's no more murderer-rapists lurking in the shadows, and when I'm satisfied we're safe, I turn to Miyako again. "Now, you gonna be okay?" She nods shakily, and I gently lift her to her feet, keeping my arm around her shoulder. She turns away for a second to do up the buttons that the pervert has undone on her shirt, and then she looks back at me.
"Thank you, Len," she whispers, and suddenly she hugs me hard. I stare past her for a second, shocked, and then I hug her back. Her short dark hair has somehow come loose during her struggle with the pervert, and it brushes against my cheek.
"Don't mention it, Mimi," I reply. I don't think many people have ever seen this side of Miyako. The real, vulnerable side of her. It doesn't mask the fact that she can kick my ass if she wanted to. If anything, it makes her more beautiful, both inside and out. She looks up at me again as we begin to walk.
"Do you wanna go back to the park?" she asks, and I shake my head.
"I think we should get you home," I tell her. "Don't want anything else happening to you." Miyako swallows, and I feel bad for bringing it up again. But she soon nods.
"I feel bad. Have I ruined the others' afternoon?" she questions nervously.
"Of course not. They're just worried."
"I'm gonna call Kaito to tell him what's happened," she says, taking out her phone. She dials, but as the phone rings, she has a wave of stagefright and freezes, holding the phone a little way away from her ear. I gently take it from her, and she silently thanks me.
"Yo," Kaito says. "Mimi, you okay?"
"It's Len."
"Oh," Kaito sounds a little disappointed. What is his problem? "What's up? Is Mimi okay? Where are you?"
"Mimi's fine. I'm taking her home," I say.
"Why? Is she hurt?"
"No.." I say. Kaito isn't convinced.
"Len.."
"Okay, fine. There was a guy.."
"WHAT?!" Kaito yells, reaching the correct conclusion immediately. "Right, that's it, I'm coming to you."
"No! You don't need to come here," I tell him. Miyako looks right at me, and holds out her hand for the phone. I hesitantly give it to her.
"Kaito?" she says quietly, and immediately I hear the urgent buzz of Kaito's voice. "No, I'm fine.." she pauses while she listens. "He didn't do anything to me, if that's what you mean. No! Please, Kaito. Don't come down here. Len's gonna walk me home. I don't want you to worry, okay? Tell Rin and the others, too...please." The buzz ceases, and I'm guessing Kaito has given in. Miyako sighs in relief. "Thank you. I'll see you on Monday, alright? Oh.." she stops again. "Oh, that's cool. Give me one second, I'll let Len know." She turns to me.
"What?"
"Kaito and the others are planning to go to the ice rink on Sunday. Do you wanna come?" she asks, grinning a little, seeming happier than before.
"Sure. I'm hopeless at skating, but yeah, I'll come!" I say. Jesus, I hope some of the others are as bad as me..
"Awesome! I'll just tell Kaito," she smiles, putting the phone to her ear again. "Yeah, he can come. I'll see you guys Sunday, then? I'll text you. Okay? See you Sunday! Bye! And yes, for the last time, I'm fine!" She laughs, putting the mobile in her pocket.
"You okay?"
"I'm feeling better now."
"Shall we go?"
"Sure. This way," she says, taking my arm and leading me down the street. "You were great back there, by the way."
"Saving damsels in distress is my specialty," I tell her, and she smiles slightly, half relieved, half hopeful, looking so breathtakingly pretty that it's all I can do not to just kiss her right here. But how can I tell her how I feel? We're really good friends now, aren't we? So what do I say?
Why is life so freakin' complicated?
~Miyako's POV (again - but it's relatively short)~
My heart is beating so fast I swear it's gonna burst out of my chest and fly away. I'm holding Len's arm tight as I lead him towards where I live. How am I gonna tell him? Jesus, why is life so freakin' complicated? (A/N: I used the same line to show how they both have mixed up feelings, and are also totally made for each other :D) Len glances at me every so often as if I'm about to collapse, and to be honest, it feels nice that someone cares. But that will probably change when we reach my house. You can't even call it a house anymore. At least it's creative.
"So," Len says, as we walk on. "Whereabouts do you live?" I try to swallow the lump in my throat.
"You know," I say, gesturing vaguely. Len's not convinced.
"I won't laugh."
"I'm more worried you'll think I'm weird," I tell him.
"It's not as if you live in a crumbling old castle, is it?"
"No.."
"Then, what?"
"You'll see." We walk on, and I sigh. No point trying to hide from him anymore, is there? When we reach my corner, I turn to him. "Well, this is it. Thanks for this, Len." Len looks hurt for a second.
"You sure you'll be okay from here?"
"Yes..I'll see you on Sunday, okay? Come back here at about 1pm; I'll be waiting." I kiss him on the cheek quickly, which quite frankly shocks me as well as him. Then I wave and run across the grass of one of the lawns, vaulting the fence and reaching a large tree. It's the only one I can climb to get in through the window of the building where I've lived alone for two years. Yeah, you heard me, I live alone. Didn't you see this coming?
I clamber up the tree, flicking leaves out of my face as they fall. I eventually get level with the smashed in window of the first floor, and edge my way along the thickest branch. Suddenly, there's a crack behind me, and I turn to see none other than Len Kagamine tangled up in the branches.
"Len?!" I shout. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"I didn't believe you when you said you'd be fine!" he calls back. Then he takes in the small, crumbling building that I'm trying to climb into. "What're you doing over there, anyway?" I stay silent, and eventually he gets it. His eyes widen. "You live in there? Alone?"
"No, the tooth fairy and Santa Claus frequently visit me. We often have tea together. Of course I live alone."
"B-but...why?"
"Long story," I say, turning to move along the branch again.
"Hey, wait!" Len calls. "Let me see? Please?" Jesus. Len's sweet, but he can be an annoying jerk sometimes.
"If I show you, will you piss off?" I shout back. A look of hurt crosses Len's face, and he holds back for a minute.
"If you want me to." Then he swings gracefully on one of the branches and lands next to me. So he can climb...very nice.
"C'mon, then!" I say, exasperated, jumping like a cat so I land on the wobbly window sill. I make sure it's safe for Len to come across, and hold out my hand to him. He grins and takes it, leaping after me. He overbalances on the sill, though, and we both end up tumbling. When we land on the floor, I seem to be on top of Len. (A/N: Again, not wrong. Yanoe like when the main girl and main boy trip and the girl lands on top of the boy and then laughs nervously and gets off? Exactly like that. NOT. WRONG. Thank you c:)
"Well, this is awkward," Len says underneath me. I gasp in horror and get up quickly. Len holds out his hand, but I ignore him, grinning, my cheeks still beetroot red. Without warning, the weak floorboards creak and I yank him up just as two of them disappear into the blackness of the ground floor. "Whoa! That was weird." He dusts himself off.
"That was also too close," I tell him.
"Two minutes and you're already falling for me, huh?"
"Shut up," I say, mock punching his shoulder. Len smiles his crooked smile, and for any other girl, it would have been heartstopping. For me? No. I'm immune...almost. Len looks around, taking in the grey peeling wallpaper that might have once been white, the creaking, shaky floorboards, the broken glass in the windows and on the ground, and the scarce amount of furniture in the room. There's a door across the dark room, leading into another, smaller room, but it's hanging off its hinges. There's a mattress in the corner with a ragged, thin blanket with loads of holes all over it, a crooked shelf on the wall that's in dancer of falling off, a rickety rocking chair by the window, a small cupboard keeping the few sets of clothes I own, a bag of necessities by the foot of the mattress, and a few cushions scattered on the floor. An empty Coke can lays next to the mattress. I immediately feel really dirty. Len lets out a breath.
"Wow.." he says.
"Disappointing, huh?" I say, more harshly than intended.
"Why do you carry on living like this? Why don't you tell anyone?"
"I don't need their help. What are they gonna do, anyway?"
"Give you a good home?"
"What, like a care home?" I yell. Len stares at me, speechless, and I sink down onto the mattress, my head in my hands.
"A care home might not be so bad, you know." Len sits next to me, and I stare at him in horror. "I think they get a lot of stick for nothing."
"Please," I scoff.
"And how would you know?"
"Because I lived in one for two years!" I shout angrily. Len's eyes widen, and he's speechless for a few minutes. Then he sighs and looks down.
"I won't make you tell me," he whispers. Then he stands up and walks to the window.
"Hey, wait," I say hoarsely, reaching out and taking his wrist. He glances back at me for a few seconds. Then he nods and comes back to sit by me again. The mattress and the room itself aren't actually that dirty; I've looked after them well for the past two years. In fact, the only problem with it is that it's dark, and has suffered a bit of wear and tear. There's no odour at all, and it just looks bad, to be honest.
"Hey, I know you won't want me bringing it up again, but you looked freakin' spooked earlier."
"So would you if you were trapped in an alley about to be murdered."
"It was like you were remembering something." Oh, crap.
"I was." Holy cow, Miyako, keep your mouth shut!
"You were?" Len asks, concerned. I nod silently, eyes forward, fixed on a point on the far wall. Len takes one of my clenched hands and smoothes it out, holding onto it and waiting until I'm ready.
"Yes," I reply quietly, holding his hand tight as if he's pulling me back from a cliff or something.
"What were you remembering?" he asks softly.
"I was remembering the last time." Jesus, shut up! Len splutters and within about a second he's kneeling in front of, me, taking my face in both of his hands and staring into my eyes. His are practically enormous.
"What?!" he says, and his own fists start to clench.
"It's nothing, forget it."
"It's not nothing. You've been hurt like this before?"
"Yes..I told you to forget about it."
"I will not fucking forget about it!" Len shouts, looking like he's about to throw a bus at someone or something like that. Holy cow, I'm glad his anger isn't directed at me. At least, I don't think it is.. "Who did it?" he snarls. I take a deep breath. There's no way I'm getting out of this one. Might as well just tell him, then...ugh...here goes. "Well?"
"My dad," I tell him, and watch the shock on his face transform into pure fury. "My dad did it."
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What do you think of THAT then, ladies and gentlemen? Cliffhanger of the century or what? This is why I told you to read my profile earlier. The next chapter will mainly be Miyako's flashbacks to what happened during her childhood. I'm officially rating the next chapter M rather than T (It says K in my summary for some unknown reason, I need to change it). This is another long chapter, I think (I shall consult my handy word counter in a second to check). I hope you guys liked this chapter, although it's kind of a T/M moment for most of it. Emma, I know you probably hate me now, but trust me, it's gonna get a little worse next time. If you don't like violence, then the next chapter's probably not for you, but ah well, you'll need to read it probably, to follow the story.
Before I fly away to my magical land of rainbows and butterflies, I'd just like to thank ImaginaryFlower for reviewing this story so awesomely. I'm so glad you love the story, and think I'm a good writer. I don't deserve your kind words, hehe, but here's a cookie for being the first reviewer that's not Emma, haha. Can you spread the word about this story, and also Emma's stories (x-ChibiRinny-x), as she's my awesome, albeit slightly random, biffle, and I'll love you forever. Thanks, love!
Anyway, until the next chapter, hope you have fun doing whatever you're doing in your life. Kitty Kat, away~!
PS: AMG GUYS, I JUST CHECKED THE STORY WORD COUNT, EXCLUDING THE START AND END NOTES AND THE POV/CHAPTER LINES, AND AMGAMGAMG I HAVE ALMOST 5K WORDS - SHEESH I GOT CARRIED AWAY, LONGEST CHAPTER I'VE WRITTEN *HYPERVENTILATES* OKAI, OKAI, CALM...CALM YOURSELF, KAT. Calm.. okai, I'm fine. But 5K? Jesus Christ. Anyway, goodbye from me until next time, guys!
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