A/N: Thanks to all of ya for bothering to look at my story! Especially Piyototo for reviewing! Cookie handout!

But enough of that. We have to get on!

This will be a longer chapter~ Enjoy~

After the (un)fortunate event of Kaito being beaten to death, along with a few other unfortunate people, Len walked home alone.

I finally have some peace! Len thought joyfully.

But then Rin, his (sadistic) friend, ran up to him.

'Wait, aren't you supposed to be dead?' Len said, disappointed.

'I escaped from hell/heaven! I got reincarnated! Whatever! But I'm back!' evil laughed Rin.'Now to bug you about MIKU'

'NO!' screamed Len taking off.

She must've been back from Hell! And her teacher was Satan!

Len inwardly sobbed, tossing yet another piece of crumpled paper to his yellow banana-shaped wastebasket. (A/N: Yes, YELLOW AND BANANA-SHAPED.) He had worked on the letter for exactly one hour and had still come up with nothing, and the fact that Kaito and Rin came over at some point did NOT help. If his mother, Lily, came home earlier than usual, which would be five minutes later, she would scream at how he neglected his homework, and his precious, beautiful, yellow, just-ripe, delicious banana might as well been rotten already.

'Just write already!' harrumphed Rin. 'When I get back from my beautiful orange sherbet ice cream with BaKaito' [insert Kaito whimpering here] 'you better be working on a draft!'

'Easy for you to say! You're not the one who's bad at Literature!' snapped Len. His brain had practically been fried from overuse.

'Oops.. did you say something?' said Rin, immediately bouncing into Evil mode. Her hand grabbed the innocent banana that Len was trying to protect, bending it slightly. Len whimpered.

'If you don't write, as in write, then I'll complete this banana's torture session...'

Len shivered. Sometimes I wonder why I'm friends with someone who has learnt the ways of Satan...

Len looked down at THE letter, amazed the thousandth time he could actually write something like this. He blushed. He just hoped it wasn't that cheesy or one of those so-unexpected-that-you-die type of letter.

To the Lovely Miku,

I can still remember the day you first sang in class. You were a bit shy at first, but with the encouragements the teacher and the students, you started to open up to others and became friends with nearly everybody. You then started to sing, first just in the music rooms and then now you do it everyday. Your bubbly personality and happy smile are as radiant as the music written in your handwriting.

I'm not a stalker or a pervert, but I do like you.

Sincerely an admirer, RLK

RLK stood for Rin Len Kagamine. It technically hadn't been written by Rin, but since Rin had actually kind of helped for once, and she was really good at writing, her initial was added. Besides, if it was just LK it'd look a lllooot like he really wrote it.

Realizing that he was nodding off for a minute there, Len looked up at the little yellow clock with the banana in the middle, to find that it was 10:36 PM. AARGH! If Lenka found out, he was dead.

He climbed into bed and closed the light, already in pajamas.

A/N: I had no idea how to write that letter... Anyway, something will happen in the next chappy, but I need more reviews to spur me on!*Puppy dog eyes*

Rin: And I'm gonna be eeeeviiiiiiiiiilll!

Me: It's gonna be funny in the next chapter! So rrreeevvviiiiieeewww!