Secretly

Luki pressed his back against the door, both arms were stretched across to prevent anyone exiting the changing room. This whole bet was plain stupid and ridiculous and embarrassing. For him it was the worst prank ever, and what made it really bad was that he was the victim here, and yet his friends seemed to fancy this bullshit. He could feel his pink locks sticking to his forehead as he stood there serving as a human barrier to keep his friends from opening the door. The room was getting too hot now. Or was it his clothes?

"Our buddy here is a tad shy," Mikio commented, suppressing his laughter as he gripped his stomach. Aside from being shy, Luki was downright funny. The whole of him. "Fuck this," he bit his lower lip as a hoarse laughter resonated from him. "Gumo, you totally nailed this one."

"Can you shut up for like, five seconds?" Luki rolled his eyes but remained in his place. He would not risk his reputation here. If these guys got through this door, everything would be over for him. But getting real here, there were three of his friends standing in front him right now and there would be no stopping them if ever they teamed up against him. Luki gulped as his sweat trickled down the side of his face. The best thing he could do was to stop them so long as he could.

"Stop whining already, Luki. Don't chicken out here and get the bet done," the white-haired punk yelled from the back of the room as he stuffed a thin chocolate bar shaped like cigarette in his mouth. He was sitting in a stool placed next to the window at the back of the room, the noon sun made his white hair bright. "If you go to class now, this will be over soon. You're prolonging your own agony, strawberry shortcake."

Mikio agreed to Dell and urged Luki to exit the room before the students surge to the cafeteria any moment soon. Gym class was over for the five of them, and they had to get back before the next class could begin in twenty minutes. When the blond refused to go, arguing that he would dwell inside the changing room until Gumo's dare was done, the brunet standing next to Mikio spoke.

"Does that count, Gumo? That wouldn't be so fun, you know." The brunet flashed a goofy grin to the pinkhead, his dark irises showed no hints of empathy towards Luki. Hopelessly, doom was waiting for Luki behind this door. "Ah, look. The school bell will ring soon," he looked at his wrist watch then to Luki. "It will be really nice if people see you like that. You look fucking delicious."

Mikio combed his fingers through his red hair before slumping an arm on the brunet while they chorused a laughter. Even Gumo joined their fit. The three continued snickering with all their might and breath until they felt like happiness had hands choking them by the neck. The redhead and the brunet leaned back on the lockers and struck the doors with their balled fists.

"I...definitely commend you there. Shit. I can't wait to see how girls are gonna react when they see their 'innocent Luki' walking around the hallways like that." Mikio continued to pat Meito's back, still enjoying their fit of laughter there.

"He might get a girlfriend after this! I can't see why not, to be honest; he was literally a walking crotch," Meito laughed louder until the changing room was filled with their laughter alone.

Luki sighed as he listened to them, and he, too, was aware of that. This was completely degrading knowing that this body suit Gumo asked him to wear was hugging all the curves of his body. And it was pale beige, people would have mistaken him walking buck naked. It was just a bonus that he was fit, the days and nights of consistent exercises paid off. He wasn't exactly muscular, but he was fit...kind of lean, too.

"It is totally fine with me if Luki chooses to stay here and skip the class. I can ask Miku to come here and fetch him for us." Gumo grinned at him, and for a moment Luki was reminded that this moss-haired dude was a menace. People would always fall prey to his kind face but his personality was no angel. Gumo was such a two-faced shit. Using Miku to plot something more horrible was a proof.

"Ah, so strawberry shortcake likes Miku?" Dell inserted, his voice ringing from the back of the room. His half-eaten chocolate almost dropped upon the mention of his cousin, Miku. After all, she was like a younger sister to him, despite being on the same age. He was a bit overprotective when it comes to Miku and his friends were aware of that. Dell glanced at the scenery from the window and studied the country's flag flaunting in the breeze, then said: "I actually like you for Miku, in that case. But if you're gonna walk 'round the school dressed like a tutu-less ballerina, I'm not so sure anymore."

"Tutu-less ballerina!?" Mikio and Meito repeated and went to another fit of laughter that almost drove them nuts. Luki could relate though, he knew just how funny he looked right now.

The pink-haired victim wanted to tell them that he was just friends with the belle. Well, he probably wasn't anymore. They moved up to a new level secretly. However, that seemed not the issue now as Meito and Mikio continued to enjoy their youth by taking pleasure at someone's misfortune. Sometimes he wondered how he ended up joining the company of these weird, obnoxious guys.

Gumo chuckled with Meito and Mikio, too, but he stopped doing so when he realized that he had to feign maturity and sensibility; and Luki hated it when he does that. Gumo was up to no good whenever he would fake intelligence over a matter especially when the situation was exceptionally stupid and childish. He cleared his throat and said, "You decide now, Luki. Stay here and let Miku find you. Or go out and finish this nonsense."

"You know, if you call it nonsense it makes me feel like I have the liberty to take this suit off." Luki laughed awkwardly, but when he noticed the cold and hard glares the guys were giving him, his laughter softened and vanished. "Haha...ha...ha..."

"Go on," Gumo encouraged him, nevertheless. "Go on and do so. But make sure to pay me two-hundred bucks, pinky. And if you're gonna pay me, it must be today." There was a glint of eminence in his face, sly Gumo always winning it all when it comes to bets. For a moment the room stayed still, until Luki let out a sigh and his arms raised across lowered to his sides.

He didn't really have a choice right from the beginning, aye? First, he couldn't risk getting seen by Miku at such state, not really after they got together just last night. Basically their status was a secret to anyone, so it didn't surprise him that Dell had no idea about them. Everyone was under the impression that he was attracted to the girl, and that was all. It would be better and safer that way, especially when she was this popular. Like Luki, she got a flock of fans, too. Fanboys, though. Second, he would totally lose his innocent-boy reputation. No, this bet was outright humiliating because Gumo chose it well. Screw him. That seaweed knew how awkward Luki was with people, so he meant all this to happen. Perhaps Gumo intended to give people the wrong impression that Luki wanted to be a stripper. Lastly, he was too broke to pay him two-hundred bucks. His mom didn't give his allowance for the entire week after being caught on his late night trips. He was sneaking out of the house to treat Miku an ice cream in the middle of the night, for Pete's sake, when his elder sister, Luka, caught him. Since he wouldn't give in to his sister's demands, Luka told their mom about it the next morning. Now, he was suffering for that.

"Fine," Luki sighed and scratched the back of his head. "But can I change into something else? Some sort like batman costume or something? This is really embarrassing, in case you don't notice."

"Dude, he's asking for Batman costume! Give him a speedo instead," Meito cried in tears as he continued to laugh. "Man, this is so fun."

"You're way too happy about this, Meito. You love to see me suffering, huh?" he tried to smile be positive about this dare. Luki just received another laughing fit. Dell just winced and watched the four as Gumo pulled out a The Flash costume instead, making Mikio and Meito the most joyous people in the whole planet that very second.

"Red suit and pink hair. He looks like a strawberry ice cream now," Dell popped the remaining chocolate in his mouth and munched quietly. How did things end this way again? Oh, right. Luki lost a bet with Gumo. Why did he have to race with Gumo in their swimming class, anyway? Gumo was basically a beast in any sport.

"The world must be ending," Len Kagamine, Miku's best friend, said as he pulled the girl with him. He also grabbed and held his younger sister, Rin, in place to keep her away from the surge of girls. A few minutes ago, right after the lunch bell rang, the whole cafeteria was shaken by what seemed to be a swarm of fangirls. "I don't think we can buy something here, Miku."

"Len, let me go! I have to see this! I can't afford to miss this freaking show!" Rin tried to escape from her brother's arm but Len held her in place.

"Seriously, you're so naive. Stop obsessing about those guys. They're no good models, you know?" the elder brother rolled his eyes and busied himself to keep Miku by his side, too. Why, it was hard to discipline like...two whining sisters? "You as well. Don't tell me you idolize those brats?"

Miku chuckled awkwardly quite unsure how she would respond to her best friend. Did he just insult them? "You know that my cousin is one of them. Right, Len? They're not that bad."

"Yeah, agree. I bet Len's just jealous 'cause those guys are really hot together. While he, he'll just rot and die unpopular to girls." Rin made a face to her brother and quickly escaped his grip. She hid herself behind Miku, knowing that Len wouldn't try to tackle her when Miku was used a human shield.

"I'm your brother and senior, Rin. Stop badmouthing me."

"Not happening," the blond girl let out a victorious laughter as she gave him a sly look.

Len decided to ignore his annoying sister and decided to look at the crowd instead. Girls were still yelling and drooling, and he couldn't see what Gumo and the gang was up to. His group was pretty popular in the school, and yet that never meant Len liked their guts. Luki and Dell were the only people with straight thinking in that group.

"I just don't understand why you have to hook up with him when he's with those scatty brats," the blond ran his fingers through his hair, heaving a deep sigh. Yes, he knew that Miku's dating Luki secretly. He was the first one to know that Miku got a crush at him, perhaps.

"Who's hooking up with whom?" Rin's ears perked up upon hearing that. No, maybe she was interested because her brother sounded...something he usually wasn't. Overprotective. Yep, that would fit.

"No one!" Miku quickly dismissed, waving off her question as the screams intensified. A fist quickly crashed against Len's arm, but it was rather a weak for a punch to hurt the blond. She mouthed him to shut up. That time then, the three saw the green-haired jerk in the middle of the crowd. Moreover, he was walking with the whole gang...with Luki in the center. Wait. Miku rubbed her eyes, afraid that she was seeing things incorrectly. Her boyfriend's was all red...and he was...wearing a superhero costume?

"See? They're nuts." Len mumbled and tried to cover Rin's mouth, so just to lessen the noise pollution. "Rin! Shut up, you girl. What the hell! Have you not seen a guy in your entire life!? Shut up!?"

"It's raining testosterone here!" Rin yelled, pushing Len's hand away. "Kyaa~"

Miku felt her face redden as she watched Luki walked past them, his head almost stopping. Well, he didn't lie about being fit or something, however she didn't like how he was displaying it to everyone. She flustered though, realizing what she just thought. It was kind of possessive, but really, there was a pang in her chest as she thought of that.

Len wasn't able to stop Rin when she ran away to join the crowd. The exact scenario was like Len let a chicken escaped him, eh. Sighing, he stood next to his best friend and put an arm on her shoulders. "Yep, you don't need to eat lunch anymore. You're already full."

"W-what!?" she gasped, a look of disbelief spread on her face.

"Yeah, saw you staring at him. Delicious, isn't he?"

"Len!"

The blond laughed and told her he was just kidding.

"About earlier..." Luki couldn't look at her in the eyes, perhaps afraid that she would laugh at him. That was the most embarrassing moment of his life, undoubtedly. Furthermore, the whole school just saw him in that superhero costume. What the butt. "I wish a hole would suddenly appear and take me away from Gumo that moment. I felt so...ugh."

"I-I think it isn't that bad," Miku shyly muttered as she lowered herself to sit next to him. It was ten in the evening now, and the two of them were hanging out by the shore in their town. She told her parents that she would visit the Kagamine's place and probably spend a night there since it was a weekend. Of course that was a lie; she already called Len up and warned him to go along with her excuses.

Luki turned and met her gaze. Even under the night sky, he could still make her face in the dark. For a moment, it was the crashing waves that filled the silence between them. When Miku seemed to fidget, uncomfortable with the stare he was giving, he looked elsewhere.

Miku chuckled lubberly, "I guess I'm not fine with people seeing you like that. I just...no, I'm being selfish. Sorry."

Again, the crashing waves did the talking. The fine grains of the sand appeared to be melting underneath their feet while the cold breeze embraced them. Miku shivered at that wind blow, and she began thinking of heading to Rin and Len now. Maybe Luki did not expect that she would say something like that.

"Sorry, I should have asked Dell to help you there. Anyway, it's getting late. I need to head to Len's house. Mom might give him a call anytime."

"No, wait up," Luki grabbed her arm and pulled her back. The cold breeze and the crashing waves were forgotten then. "I...I like it if you'll say that again."

"What? Mom's gonna call anytime?"

"No, the selfish-thing."

"Eh?"

Miku was not able to do as he requested when he inched closer to her, sealing their lips with a kiss. The world must be ending, she thought. It was too warm of a sensation, his lips were burning against her lips. It was gentle at first, like the wind caressing her bare skin. However, she felt his hand to cup her cheeks, his fingers tangled with her hair briefly as he tried to keep their lips together. Still, they moved in sync, each savored the flavor that they would only taste there. He began teasing her with those suggestive nibbling, but she wanted to keep this memory sweet, not steamy. Pulling away, she gasped for air.

"It makes me happy that you want me all to yourself," Luki mumbled as he slowly untangled his lips from hers, but as he talked his lips were still grazing hers. "It makes me really happy."

Miku's face was burning hot now. She was thankful that it was dark, though. Well, that was her first kiss and she was caught off guard. It was a quick, passing phase, too; she hoped to enjoy it a little more but...yeah. Miku pulled away from him, however he tried to keep her. She laughed awkwardly, (she always does) and apologized if she needed to go now. Without another word, she fled away from him.

It felt weird. She was weird. This was insane. Tonight was basically the first night of them being together as sweethearts, but she didn't expect that they would be that intimate. It was too soon! Besides that, she was too honest. She didn't mean to show Luki that she was kind of possessive since it might scare him away, and yet...

Miku panicked as she jogged towards the house in sight, knowing that Len had opened his window to let her in any moment. Those thoughts bugged her head though, and it seemed that it wouldn't be left at peace any time soon.

request: how about Luki/Miku? Some reversed fanservice; with tight male bodysuit, girls drooling and Miku jealous followed by aggressive making out, might be fun.

a/n. i seriously messed up with this one (as usual, sigh). im deeply sorry.

- ivan, the failure.

p.s. i keep inserting lenku anywhere wtf