A/N: so guys

I bought this notebook I reallllly liked yesterday to write down planning for my fanfic and guess what?

When I went to mac with some friends, it was missing in action.

I really don't want to blame them but this is what happens when I'm angry.

When we shifted seats, I guess they forgot to help me shift it over as well and left it lying on the table

/sobs

My money qnq

Anyway, here's the update. /sighs

Thanks to Rachel for helping me out with this by rp-ing the scenarios.

I'm really sad now. Someone either took it or threw it.

Also, I failed math and science so what's the point.

Sorry for the depressing a/n

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Ye, prolly only mikuo, idk.

You'll see in this chapter haha.

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teto is a bitch. But rin is sassy bitch so—

hmm, you think? Won't tell you anything though.

Hook me up with who? I think I'd like to be hooked up with me :)

I failed science so haha

Miku stepped into school and ruffled her disheveled teal hair with one hand. The other covered her mouth as she yawned tiredly. "Ah, shit," she muttered as she walked towards her locker. Who the fuck needed sleep when you're thinking about why your only friend was ignoring you? She rubbed her sleepy eyes—maybe she would get some rest during Math class later.

Kiyoteru spotted her from a distance and grinned widely. 'Lady Luck is shining on me!' he joked, running towards her. He snaked his arms around her waist, whispering into her ear, "Hey babe." Miku cursed under her breath and rolled her eyes. What a way to start a shitty morning. "Fuck off, Kiyo-cock. Not in the mood, never will be."

"Aw, come on babe—"he started.

Miku glowered at him, shooting back. "No. Let me go." The bespectacled teen just winked. "Make me."

Miku just simply harshly elbowed him in the ribs, at the part where it hurt most. He 'oofed' and stumbled back, giving Miku a chance to escape and allow her to rush off to the girls' washroom before he recovered.

She gripped the edges of the sink tightly, her knuckles turning almost ghastly white. She looked into the mirror; she could see faint eye bags that were barely noticeable. Her eyes seemed more lifeless than usual. Her hair was still shaggy. In short, she didn't look too good. It was as if she wasn't looking at the beauty everyone claimed her to be but of course, that was just what she personally thought.

She turned on the tap and cupped her hands underneath it. She splashed the cool, refreshing water it had managed to collect several times before finally switching it off to catch her breath. Once again, she glanced at her reflection. It didn't do much but she looked better, at least.

'I have to start thinking of ways to avoid that bastard,' she murmured, shaking her head. At the word 'avoid', Len popped into her head, bringing her back to continue the cut-off thoughts of Len last night. 'Is it because of me? I mean, I trust him. We made a promise.' She involuntarily sighed. 'Yeah, it has to be my fault.'
She at last put on her best smile and neatened herself a bit before opening the bathroom door ever so slightly. She poked her head out, glancing to see if that annoying prick was still there. When she saw no one, she strolled out, deciding to apologize to Len for whatever she might have possibly done. But first, of course, she had to find him.

Len sat down against the wall, munching on his breakfast. He was thinking about Miku—was it actually worth it? He laughed at himself—of course it was.

He was on the roof, a relaxing place he loved to be at. The wind, the breeze, the peace and silence; it was everything he needed at the moment. However, unfortunately for him, the roof door burst open. 'Lily,' he immediately guessed. After all, who could burst open a door like that?

Lily spotted Len and a smirked tugged at the corner of her lips. She signaled for her posse to come over and she crawled in next to him. It wasn't a wonder how she found him, with all her little bitches to serve her.

The blonde female snagged the sandwich out of Len's grasp and took a bite out of it. "Hey, lover boy."

Len, slightly irritated at her lack of manners (not that he had any), snatched back his sandwich, glaring at her before taking a bigger bite, as if challenging her. "What the fuck do you want?" he fiercely asked.

The other blonde just snorted and inched closer to him. She placed a finger under his chin, tilting it up. She looked into his eyes and simply replied, "You," before bursting into a fit of laughter. Her posse awkwardly joined in, trying to get on to her good looks. Pathetic, wasn't it?

Len resisted the urge to roll her eyes. That was lame, even for Lily. "Kiyoteru sent you here to do his dirty work, did he not? Tell him my middle finger sends its regards. Now leave me," he waved her away, as a king would dismiss his servants.

Lily shrugged, despite feeling offended at the 'dirty work' part. He told her to do so because he thought she was capable but of course that stupid blonde guy would never understand true love.

"Maybe," she decided to answer. She couldn't risk telling him too much, though she already revealed most on their first meeting due to her carelessness. She stood up and brushed her skirt down, adjusting it a little while speaking to him in the process of doing so. "I'm going to be frank with you, lover boy, but I'm not to leave without you."

At that, the said male just heaved a loud sigh. "It's sickening when you call me that." He swiftly finished the remains of his breakfast before throwing the plastic wrap on to the floor. The cleaner would do his job later so it was fine, at least to him. He stood up and stretched out his arms towards the sky, his body sore from the long period of sitting in the same position. "Might as well. I don't have anything to do," he stoically told her.

Lily bared her teeth menacingly at Len, her eyes boring into his cerulean ones. "I call you whatever the fuck I want, Kagamine Len!" she snarled. She tried to grab his shoulder—it was quite large to be truthful. She frowned when she could not do so and instructed her posse to do the rest for her. They obliged, pushing him forwards, slamming the door open. Outside awaited the horrors of the deadly fangirls. He gulped nervously. "I don't think I'm gonna like this."

From afar, Miku could hear the commotion from the squealing crowd. She caught snippets of 'Len, you are so cute!' and other similar phrases. The source of noise guiding her, she walked faster and finally noticed him among the crowd. She didn't want to near the throng of people—they seemed strong enough to knock her down, intentionally or not. She neared just enough for him to hear and shouted over the noise, "Len? Can we talk-?"

Len, however, due to the incessant yapping, couldn't hear her and continued on his way, softly clucking his tongue at the irritable crowd and hand that was pushing his back. He swiped it away, scowling.

Lily, acting fast, turned to her sweetly and said," Sorry, sweetheart, but we're a little busy right now. Talk later?" She giggled childishly and pulled at Len's arm, much to his disgust, and forcefully dragged him away, the herd of females following fast.

Miku frowned, obviously displeased. "The nerve of that idiotic Len! To think I spent a whole damn night racking my brain over…this?! Well, fine! Two can play at that game!" she huffed, stomping off to find Rei.

Lily turned back and smiled sinisterly. She whispered incoherently, "Maybe Kiyoteru will love me now."

"Rei?" Miku called out, peeking into the classroom. She observed the room before catching sight of the raven-hair youth. She strutted up to him, smiling with her hands placed behind her back in a posture of asking for favours.

Rei was initially laughing away with his buddies but looked up at the sight of the teal-haired beauty who called him name in front of him. "Miku?" he questioned.

Instinctively, the whole room broke out in whispers.

"Hey," she greeted. She perched up onto his table, smiling at the rest of his friends as well, making them swoon. "You busy?"

Rei eyed his fellow mates and raised his eyebrows. In that small action, they immediately understood and scuttled away. He turned back to her, returning the smile. "Guess not," he laughed.

"Great!" she exclaimed. She leant forwards, toward his face and supported her cheeks with her hands. "Let's talk!" she chuckled.

The male just leant in even more, lessening the distance between them. "Talk?" he smirked.

"Or fuck. Whatever floats your boat. (*1) " She winked before bursting out in laughter.

Rei placed a hand on her knees, unconsciously stroking it with his thumb, causing Miku to fidget a little under the tingle it caused. His honey-coloured orbs looked straight into her teal ones and she spotted a glint of lust in it.

Miku just played along, gripping his tie and fiddled with it, humming a tune. "Sooooooo. You wanna make out or what?" she teased.

His hands slyly travelled up her thigh. "I don't know, do you?" he chuckled.

"Just shut the fuck up and kiss me, ass." She whispered, pulling his tie in roughly and pressed her lips against his. Both their eyes fluttered shut at the contact of their wanton mouths.

People 'oohed' and 'aahed' at the scene before them, unable to look away.

Rei smirked against her soft, cherry lips and moved his hand higher up her thigh. His free hand caressed and simultaneously gripped the ends of her teal hair. Miku nibbled and pulled softly at his bottom lip, begging for entrance while she did the same to Rei, groping his growing bulge shamelessly with the other hand that wasn't gripping his tie. A moan reluctantly slipped out of Rei's mouth.

Rei complied, parting his lips to grant access. Both tongues profusely explored each other's caverns in a heated, desperate, needy kiss. His hands crept under Miku thigh, earning a breathy moan from her. She muttered Rei's name and increased the intensity of the kiss.

Some classmates, unable to continue watching, looked away blushing despite the fact that they were not the ones committing the bold act. Most just licked their lips, eager and envious.

Maybe it was just unfortunate luck that Len had to be pushed somewhere near the classroom. And he was forced to see them making out. Passionately. Desperately. Shamelessly. His burning jealousy again started to rise and he saw red. He clenched his fingers, breathing heavily. All he wanted to do was to barge in there, to protest, and to tear their melted lips apart from each other but was stopped by Lily.

"What's wrong, lover boy?" she asked, glancing in the direction of his sharp glare. Her eyes widened and she wolf whistled. "Wow, that's some hot making out. I'd ship that," she bantered, pushing him forward to urge him to take off his mask.

She had tried telling everyone of his true self but as Len had predicted, they just nodded, her words flying past their heads. Nobody really bothered since her words were either gossip or untruthful lies.

Miku, hearing a irritated 'tsk' from the window, opened an eye and looked towards the source of sound. There was Len, scowling at Lily who had her dainty hands on his back, lightly pushing him towards the scene. Miku broke away from Rei, feeling a little shy that he had seen something like this, though she was still pretty mad at him.

Len turned back to the passionate scene in front of his hesitantly, only to find them already broken apart and he unknowingly heaved a sigh of relief. "Miku…" his voice trailed off. He knew he had to speak up; one of them had to. The silence and interested eyes of others were an unbearable combination.

Miku frowned, and her eyebrows crushed together in a disapproving manner. He looked forced as he choked out those words and she didn't like it. 'So he's forced to talk to me, eh? Seems like I'm pretty damn annoying to him,' she harrumphed, swishing her head back to Rei, her nose in the air in sort of a defying manner.

"Sorry for making out with your babe," Rei jested. If he was truly sorry, then he definitely hid it well. His eyes were full of spoof and the bit of lust from when Miku kissed him. Nope, obviously not sorry at all. To prove that point, he clutched the side of Miku's head, gently pushing it to his shoulder for her to lie on as if they were lovers.

"Why you…" Len rebuked, raising his fist. How he wished he could beat a pulp out of Rei, though it was physically impossible, considering Rei was well-versed in martial arts. The crowd in the classroom and the fangirls surrounding him held their breaths as Len glared murderously at Rei. What was happening to him?

At the lack of the noisy din, Len had realized he almost felt into Lily's trap; to expose himself. He took in deep, ragged breaths to calm himself and slowly withdrew his shaky fist. Instead of physically attacking him, Len just sneered. "Bastard."

Rei continued to simper, as he replied to his insult, which seemed to have no effect on him. "Little bitch? Yeah, yeah. Whatever." He returned his gaze to the figure in front of him and crashed his lips against hers, laughing at his victory.

Miku despite being taken by surprise at his initiative, kissed him back just as fervently, fiddling with his slick raven hair. Rei moaned again into her mouth at the pleasant feeling and shot Len a mocking glance.

Len furrowed his eyebrows, longing to throw Rei off the building or something. What an ass. His veins pulsed with his rushing anger and he turned away from the scene.

"C'mon, lover boy, let's have some fun of our own," she cackled, causing majority of the people present to cringe at her sweet-talk. "Have fun, love birds! Oh, and get a room, will you?" she snickered before digging her sharp, perfectly manicured nails into Len arm, dragging him away. That had been too easy.

Miku's heart dropped when he had left and she broke away from Rei, both for the need of oxygen and the biting guilt she felt. She pressed her forehead against Rei's, gulping the fresh air greedily as her teal eyes turned a darker shade.

"Aw, what's wrong, love?" Rei asked, concerned. Well, concerned not for her but for himself. Such a satisfying kiss had to be resumed. He stroked her cheek, trying to coax her into talking.

"Nothing much," was her simple reply. She looked away, trying to conceal the turmoil of emotions. She finally beamed back at him, querying, "Wanna continue?"

Rei grinned back. "Why not?"

{Time skip. A few days later}

Lily had somehow managed to get Len away from Miku for a span of a few days. Catching him early in the morning, right after school, in between classes, whatnot, she had somehow miraculously did it. 'Power of love for Kiyoteru', she had called it. Today, however, Len decided it would be different. When Lily was chasing Len, who was expertly running away at an unbelievably fast pace, her Social Studies had approached her and joined in the chase. Well, to chase for Lily, actually. When the old man finally gave up, he yelled across to her to meet him after school as he needed to have a 'small talk about grades' to her. Len, of course, was going to seize his chance and break free from Lily's clutches and waltz back into Miku's life. He was sick and tired of not being able to obtain freedom and what he desired for.

In class, Len had made several attempts to attract Miku's attention.

"Hey, Miku!" he had called out, hoping for a reply. Miku just continued doodling in her notebook, humming the song exact song Len had requested her to sing. Either she was oblivious to the fact that he was talking to her or she was completely ignoring him. Len wanted to believe the former, though it was obvious it was the latter option.

Len pouted, not backing down. "Mikuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu," her name rolling off his tongue. At the zero response, he waved her hand in her face, trying to get her worked up.

She slapped his hand away, visibly annoyed. She, however, did not turn to look at him as he had expected and continued to scribble away in her notebook. Len sighed, defeated and growled. "Fine then."

After school, Len made another attempt to get her to notice him. "Miku," he had called out from the doorway. "Come here before Lily arrives!"

Miku chucked her books into her bag in a disorganized manner and slung it over her shoulder, preparing to leave.

Len sighed for the umpteen time that day, running his long fingers through his thick blonde hair, looking amazingly sexy. (Not that Miku cared at that point in time)

'I tried,' he thought, reaching out to grab her small wrist and yanking her close to him. Miku squealed in surprise, alarmed. She looked up into his contented face, regaining her composure. "What the fuck do you want?" she spat out apathetically, painfully twisting her hand in an awkward angle and trying to pull out of his strong grip.

Len pretended to mope, seemingly hurt by her harsh words. "Don't be like that, Miku," he pouted, pulling her into a daring embrace. Those who happened to see it snickered. Len sure was brave for a wimp like him.

Miku's eyes widened at his audacity and her mind told her to pull away from his grasp. As much as she wanted to, her body seemed to like it there and settled into his warm embrace.

Len smirked coyly. He should have done this earlier. Now, he had her wrapped around his little finger. He cuddled her tighter and settled his chin on her head, sniffing her sakura-scented hair. Ah, what bliss. Miku grunted a little at their close proximity though she snuggled her forehead onto his sturdy shoulder, eyes closed. She couldn't deny she enjoyed it.

Out of the corner of his eye, Len spotted Lily crazily running towards them, strands of her hair stuck out wildly while some stuck to her sweaty face. 'Holy crap. Great," he swore. Note the sarcasm.

He released Miku from the hug, albeit a little disappointed. What he didn't know what, Miku felt the same and tried her best to hide it. His warmth left her and all she could feel was the cold, empty gap between them that she longed to close again.

Len grabbed her wrist tight and jogged, hinting to Miku they were going to have to run. He turned back, and smiled at her, exposing his straight set of teeth. He checked if she had gotten the message. When she had, he abruptly sprinted, dragging Miku along with him. Once again, he grinned at the screaming Miku, and told her. "You're supposed to teach me today, remember?" Thankfully, he turned his attention back towards the front, steering clear of the shocked people rooted to the ground, his hair whipping at his face due to the fast-moving wind. He almost crashed into someone when Miku slowed her feet down.

"S-stop running—you—a-ass." She panted heavily, trying to catch her breath. Len, seeing that she was halting to a stop, casually brought her up into his arms, princess style, and continued on his marathon. Miku choked on a squawk as she was swept up into his strong arms. "L-Len—"she started but was cut off when he started to run. She reached out and held his neck, screeching. Everything was a blur around her and she almost felt dizzy. Finally, she decided to rest her head on his firm chest and squeeze her eyes shut. He ran fast and a rush of adrenaline hit her, making her feel as if she was on a roller coaster. His chest was heaving up and down, due to his raspy breathing while trying to escape Lily, who was yelling from across the hallway. "KAGAMINE LEN! STOP RUNNING, YOU FUCKTARD!"

However, the loud, irregular and fast-paced drumming of Len's heart had drowned out Lily's cries. At the sound of his heartbeats, Miku could feel hers racing and her whole body heating up. She was letting him carry her like no man ever had, except her ex. She felt so protected and safe in his arms, and she left a contented smile slip through her.

Len's heartbeats, however, definitely wasn't entirely due to the heavy-duty running he was engaged in. It might or might not have also been because of the maiden in his arms.

Len collapsed against the bench of the bus stop, taking in fresh gulps of air every 3 seconds. He lay down horizontally, his legs dangling off the bench as he was a tad bit too tall for the long seat. His hands were crossed in front of him comfortably. Miku also sat on the bench and allowed Len to lay his head on his lap. She toyed with his fringe, twirling the strands of hair around her fingers. The occasional sweat drop dripped onto her thigh but she didn't mind. She couldn't even think, considering the fact that she was gazing straight into his charming face. His eyes were shut and his long eyelashes rested onto his soft cheeks, which Miku brushed her fingertips over. It caused him to shiver under her soft, smooth touch. His snuggled his head closer to her stomach, causing her to giggle a little. The thin fabric enabled his hot breath to enter through the pores of the blouse and it tickled her pale skin.

The patter of a water droplet fell on the roof of the bus stop, causing Miku to reluctantly look up. Around the shelter of the bus stop, she could see water droplets starting to pour down lightly. As minutes passed, it rained down heavier, and some splashed onto her feet which were dangling from the high bench. Len's long pants were also dotted with rain.

Outside, there were many people rushing here and there, various objects over their heads. Umbrellas, newspapers, bags and the like. They were dashing for shelter, and soon, the bus stop was almost crowded.

By the time the bus stop was fully filled, Miku had awoken Len. He grinned sheepishly at her, sitting straight up. He rested his head on her shoulders and watched the rain slowly fall and crash onto the ground with a splatter.

Miku decided it was the right time to ask Len why he had been avoiding her. People were occupied with their own matters to care about two teenagers so it was the perfect chance. There were no students from their school, surprisingly, so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable asking him.

Before the words could tumble out of her mouth, Len stood up, dragging Miku along with him. Some people glared at them as they accidentally pushed them further out of the shelter when they stood. Two frail old ladies soaked by the rain sauntered in, thanked the couple and sat on the bench, silently thanking God for the seat.

"Guess we'll have to brave the storm," Len gulped, pulling at his collar. The shelter was too compact for his liking—it was packed like sardines! He could feel his claustrophobia kicking in and he squeezed Miku's small hand tighter.

Miku looked back up at him and forced a smile. Asking could wait. First, they had to get out of this crowded area.

Many 'excuse me's, 'sorry's and various grunts of irritation could be heard as Miku and Len pushed their way through, their hands never apart from one another. At last, they had made it at the front and heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, fresh air! They could see a bus approaching the shelter and they stared out expectantly. However, it wasn't theirs and they sighed in defeat.

"You know what? I suggest we brave the storm and run," Len said. Miku just stared at him as if he was crazy. It was pouring heavily! They would get soaked!

Len could see that Miku wanted to oppose to his suggestion. But he couldn't take another minute longer in the shelter. Before Miku could protest, he pulled her out of the shelter. Almost immediately, the rain soaked them, and the uniform stuck to their bodies. Len was having it worse; his pants felt heavy, despite the belt that was holding it up.

This time, with renewed energy, they yet again dashed for Len's home.

Miku wringed her hair at the door step, one eye closed at the pain. It was wet and twisting the water out of it kind of hurt.

Len was peeled his shirt off, which was near transparent. He flung it at the laundry basket near the kitchen and mumbled, "Score!"

"This is all your fault, Len," she scolded, leaning against the door. She was tired, cold and wet and she certainly didn't like it. Her eyes were closed in exhaustion as she slumped to the ground. A pool of water formed under her from the skirt she had tried to wring but failed to do so.

When she finally opened her eyes, it was met with Len's half-naked body. It was slick with rain water and sweat which were sliding off onto the floor. He was slightly barrel-chested and she could see the developing six-pack on his tan abdomen. He had a v-line crossing down to the center of this body and he looked well-built. It seemed as if he had carefully groomed his body everyday which, no doubt, he had. Not that Miku knew—he didn't look like the type to care for appearance.

Len, who was removing the rubber band from his tangled hair, caught a glimpse of Miku's eyes trained onto his slightly muscular body, analyzing it and he let out a low chuckle. He hid a sly smirk behind his hand, wanting to tease her. He did the same to her, only to find out that her white blouse was totally, completely, transparent.

A/N: Hmm, yeah. I'm sick rn and I just… ugh. I hate it.

Notes

1. whatever floats your boat more like whatever floobs your manboobs. i mean, whaaaaaaaat?

So ye. Longest chapter.

Please please please please please review.