(A/N: WEEEEEEEEE! I got two reviews on my first chapter. I'm so happyyyyyyy. Do you see my tears? q u q

I've always wondered why authors got so happy when so little people reviewed. I guess you'll never really know till you experience it.

I was dancing around the whole house and now I'm breathlessly writing this. Now you know how weird I am \(e u e)/

Anyway, Awesome D.T, I considered your guess of Len's personality. I had different plans for his personality but decided to add that in too. ^^ You'll see what I mean. Your suggestion made it more fun to write!

Shino No Mikaga No Kudotaka, Thanks sooooo much. q u q You're very kind. I'll try my best to satisfy all of you.(that's what she said) :D

Now on to the story!)

All eyes turned to her when Miku slid open the class door. Almost immediately, girls gave her death glares while gossiping to their friends, some deliberately increasing their volumes just to let her hear. Majority of the guys just ogled at her; wishing, just imagining how it'd be like to touch that tender chest of hers and—

Let's cut off that train of thought there.

This was pretty much the daily routine. She brushed her hand through her hair as she made her way to her seat, frustrated.

As she took her seat, the guy beside her squeaked a little.

"Hmm?" She turned her head around to face him: Kagamine Len.

He was groping the floor for his large rounded glasses, looking oh so nervous that Miku tried to stifle a giggle. She reached down and swooped up Len's glasses, inspecting them a little.

"Kagamine," she started.

The poor boy just looked up at her, a mixture of awe and fear in his eyes.

'Aww, he's so adorable,' her inner voice squealed. He was so white, so pure, it made her want to tease him a bit, try to dirty him up.

"Your glasses are here," She stretched out her hand.

"Ah. T-thank y—" he stuttered, reaching out to grasp it when Miku abruptly retreated her hand.

"Oh, but to get it back, you have to do something for me," she said with a sly smirk.

She pointed to her other cheek, the one void of the ugly handprint.

"Peck me on the cheek here," she teased.

'It'd be great to see how he would react. I want to see if he'll squeal and run away or actually do it. Heh. This is fun. It's kind of relaxing for a change," she smiled a little to herself as she thought.

"Hey, aren't you gonna do—" she asked but got cut off as soft pale lips crashed onto her cheek, emitting a little 'chu' sound, leaving as quickly as it came.

Slowly, a fiery shade of red spread over Miku's cheeks, making her face take on an almost childlike appearance. She quickly turned their head away, embarrassed by his sudden attack. She wasn't expecting him to be so immediate. A corresponding crimson colour also painted the boy's cheeks, quite embarrassed himself for doing something this audacious. The class got even noisier as they saw how shy Len kissed the so-called 'whore' of the school.

In her flustered state, she dropped his glasses and it shattered onto the floor, millions of little glass shards dispersed in different directions.

"O-Oh my gosh. I- I am so so so sorry. I'll- I'll pay you back for this," she croaked, shocked by the turn of events.

"Um, that, I… I can't take notes in class…" he shyly muttered, lowering his head.

Even through her daze of awkwardness, her heart couldn't resist a jump at his cute actions.

"I'll help you do it. I, er, after school, we'll get new glasses, okay?" she urged.

'This would be a good excuse to arrive at Kiyoteru's house a little later," she thought, albeit a little guilty for using Len.

"I-it's really ok-" he chimed in.

"No! I spoilt your glasses and I'm going to take responsibility. That's that!" she insisted, then proceeded to the back of the class to get the dustpan to sweep up the remains of the spectacles.

Well, today might not be so bad after all.

(A/N: WAHAHAHAHAHAHAH unexpected, eh? Sorry for the short chapter though. Thanks for reading! Please review!)