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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, F/F
  Fandom:
      Vocaloid
  Relationship:
      Kaito/Kagamine_Len, Megurine_Luka/Kagamine_Rin, Meiko/Shion_Kaiko, Kamui
      Gakuko/Zatsune_Miku, Hatsune_Mikuo/Utatane_Piko, Kamui_Gakupo/Megurine
      Luki, Big_Al/Sweet_Ann
  Character:
      Kaito_(Vocaloid), Kagamine_Len, Megurine_Luka, Kagamine_Rin, Meiko_
      (Vocaloid), Shion_Kaiko, Shion_Akaito, Kamui_Gakuko, Kamui_Gakupo,
      Megurine_Luki, Sakine_Meito, Big_Al, Sweet_Ann, Oliver, Hatsune_Mikuo,
      Hatsune_Miku, Zatsune_Miku, Utatane_Piko, Kasane_Teto, Kasane_Ted
  Additional Tags:
      Sexual_Content, Explicit_Language, Blood, Gore, Crossdressing,
      Prostitution, Anal_Sex, Hand_Job, Blow_Job, High_School, Drama, Crime,
      Romance
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-03-15 Chapters: 4/? Words: 11341
****** Blood & Lust ******
by SadisticCupcake
Summary
     Losing a parent is tough, but what about both of them? On top of
     that, there isn't a single family member to be taken in by? Well,
     that just means you're on your own with your siblings acting as the
     parent and trying to support each one of you.
***** Chapter 1. *****
Tip toeing around an abode that they didn't have the right to be in; the lanky
intruder was as calm as they could be. Their dark eyes scanned the surroundings
even though it was somewhat useless to do so. The others that lived in the home
were already asleep, but it couldn't hurt to just look around to see what the
place was decorated with. It was actually a decent house.
There were spotless, snow white walls and dark wood floors that went throughout
the house, minus the living room that had dark forest green carpet (the
curtains were the same shade of green) and black colored leather furniture (a
couch and a recliner, to be exact) and the kitchen that held white cabinets,
cupboards, and drawers along with black countertops, sink, and tile (as well as
a black stove and microwave) which also had the dark forest green colored
curtain for the window. On the wall that was on the right when you walked up
the staircase, which curved outward right, and left when you walked down it,
there were three pictures. Sure, there were other things to look at on the
wall, but it was the pictures that they couldn't stop looking at on their way
up.
The frame on the left, when you looked at them straight on, contained an image
of a couple of the opposite sex variety.
The woman had blonde hair. The trespasser couldn't tell the length of her locks
but she had beautiful, dark, ocean-blue eyes that anyone could envy if they
wanted to. Her skin was pale, but not a deathly looking shade and she wore a
simple white dress and a pearl necklace, from what all could see for jewelry on
her- minus the ring on her ring finger, which was more than likely her wedding
band. The female in that picture also had her makeup applied lightly and the
teeth that could be seen in her smile were as white as freshly fallen snow.
Just like the fabric she wore and the stones around her neck. She was
unmistakably breathtaking.
Now, the man that was with her was a different story. He was...decent. His
short, brown and slightly gray hair was slicked back, minus a chunk of bang
that stuck out and hung there at the same time (though some of it was cut off
in the portrait since the male was so huge he almost didn't quite fit) and
had outstanding gold eyes, which probably was the most attractive thing about
him. The smile/grin/whatever the hell it was, that bore insanely large teeth,
could easily compete with the Cheshire cat's. His black dress shirt, that
didn't even come close to hiding his twenty inch gold chain around his neck,
looked like the buttons on it would pop off any second, though his black pants
seemed to hold together just fine. The big, overworked hand that had his own
wedding band on it was on top of the woman's small, delicate hand; almost
covering it. But they, of course, looked as happy as could be. The person who
was staring at the picture at the moment wondered if they were seeing fake love
in their eyes or if it was actually true.
Looking over completely to the right, one would see the 'skeleton' that held
the next photo. Inked into the specialized paper were three children. Two of
them looked to be the same age, perhaps young teenagers, while the other was a
baby and still dependent on being held, carried around, and pretty much being
taken care of. All of them had the hair color of their mother, but only one had
the eye color of their father, which was the baby. The elder ones, who looked
like they were twins since they looked almost alike even though one was male
and the other female, had aquamarine colored eyes.
The girl in the photograph was next to her opposite with her head on his
shoulder. Though she held a smile that showed no pearly whites, her irises
sparkled to express more of her childishness than the way she presented
herself. She had on a light, cotton candy pink, sleeveless dress and a big
white bow on the top of her head that held her almost shoulder length, yellow
hair that was left down with bobby pins in her bangs all in a disarray. The
girl also had a birthmark on her neck, close to her collarbone. It looked like
it was in the shape of a treble clef. The black colored mascara and eyeliner
she had applied made her eyes seem even brighter, but that was the only makeup
she wore, or what could be noticed, at least it looked like she was, and one
could see the minimum of one white, dangle hoop earring as well, though there
was more than likely one more that was probably hidden by her twin brother's
body.
Speaking of the eldest male in the print, he looked exactly like his father
fabric wise. Minus the color of the silk dress shirt, which was red, he had
everything. He also had a birthmark, in the same place as his sister's but in
the shape of a bass clef. His short, blonde hair was pulled back, making a tiny
ponytail behind him, and it let show that the male had ear piercings himself.
On both sides he had tiny, possibly fake diamonds. His smile was like his
twin's, showing no teeth and in his arms was the younger boy and sibling in the
portrait.
Being wrapped up and held in a sea foam green blanket, the baby was staring at
whoever would be looking at the image like he was saying "Oooooh..." The only
way one could tell that the child was male, aside from the fact that his name
was on the blanket and that it had black fish and boats stitched into the
fabric, was from the way he was dressed up. Someone had put the kid in a grey
button up shirt that looked like his older brother's and father's but it didn't
have the slick look of silk that they had.
In the framework in the middle of the other two, it was an image of all five of
them. Both of the women were sitting in front of the two elder males. The
mother held the baby with the father's hands on her shoulders and the daughter
held her hands in her lap while the older son had his hands on her shoulders
too. All but the baby, of course, were smiling.
" Good lookin' family, "  the trespasser said quietly to themself with a smirk
as they continued to go up the stairs.
                                  ((|))((|))
A young male sang quietly to himself while he listened to his music before
turning it into humming, being considerate for the resting female body in the
room. Sure, it was almost four in the morning but it wasn't completely his
fault that he woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. He tried for at least an
hour to. His sister had probably been talking or violently moving around in her
sleep to jolt him from his own slumber. Ah, the "benefits" of being a light
sleeper... Grand, is it not?
The teenager silenced himself when the sounds of footsteps going by. Strange,
though… The shadow that he saw under the edge of the door (despite it being so
late, it was pretty light) was going from left to right instead of right to
left. He looked to his left, but saw his sibling still out cold. Settling back
down, he let himself to leave it at that he probably just missed his mom or dad
walk by the first time. It wasn't like it was a big deal anyways.
Not even five minutes later, he heard voices coming from his parents' room. The
boy rolled his eyes at the thought that his mother and father were going to
have sex and turned over to his stomach (wasn't like he hadn't heard before).
He thought as he reached for his music player, At least take the baby out of
the room…
He paused and continued to listen as he took out his earphones with a small
frown. It wasn't soft squeaks and creaks that he heard, but rapid, hard thuds
and bumps. Turning off his music, the boy sat up and stretched before he stood
up. If his parents were up and going already, then he could help out by taking
care of the baby.
Hopefully he'll be in a good mood, he thought as he walked into the hallway
before he froze.
The teenager picked up his pace and barged into his parents' bedroom when he
realized that the loud bang he heard and the crying he was hearing could have
meant his little brother was injured. When he entered the room was something he
couldn't ever imagine. Not even in his wildest thoughts.
His aquamarine eyes were wide as they scanned the area. Everything in the space
was in disarray; sheets from the bed all on the floor with blood drying on
them, books on the ground, broken glass, and, of course, the little one on the
flooring with his crib next to him on its side. The sounds of a physical fight
finally filled his ears before he caught a noise that sounded like a moan.
" H-Honey…" He looked over at the heap of bedding.
He hurried over and pulled all of the layers of fabric off of the woman
beneath. "Mom…"
The female was breathing raggedly and lying in a small pool of blood, her skin
going pale. She raised a hand and weakly cupped the teen's cheek after he got
to his knees. The mother stroked her son's cheek with her thumb as she spoke in
a whisper. "Get your brother…and sister and get out of here," she ordered. "Get
help too."
" No," he said. "All of us will get out."
" Bastard…!"
Before he could fully look back at where the deep, male voice came from, the
blonde was forced to look back at his mother. "Get out or hide. Do you
understand?"
With a short, quick nod the boy got back up and went to the other side of the
king sized bed, collecting his crying baby brother and his pacifier. When he
turned around he saw both his father and someone else getting closer to the
door of the master bathroom and he panicked. He had a child in his arms and
both their lives were in danger. What was he going to do?!
Not having a second thought cross his mind, the teenager headed straight for
the closet on his left and sat down on the floor deep inside the dark place. He
held his younger sibling close and gave the rubber toy to him to help soothe
the kid while he spoke gently to comfort him and listened to his father and the
intruder continue to struggle. What was going on? Why was this happening?
This's just a dream; he thought and rocked himself slightly. This isn't
actually happening at all and I'm just in bed asleep with my music in!
He slowly moved, holding the baby in one arm, once the noises seemed to cease
to have a look. His eyes went wide once again at the sight of a brunette, short
haired being slicing his father's throat from ear to ear. Blood sprayed
everything in front of both of them and some of it even hitting the teenager.
The only sound that filled the room was the father's gargling.
The blonde turned his attention to the killer with a glare as he set down his
brother once his father's sounds came to an end. He was met with a half smirk
coming from the other person. They had to be sick in the head. "Are you gonna
kill me now?!" he yelled at them.
With a drop of the blade in their hand and a wave, they said, "Later."
"Oh no you don't!" he hollered at the now escaping murderer, standing up and
chasing after them.
He stopped when he was halfway through the hallway before hearing footsteps
coming from behind him. Turning back around, he went back to his parents'
bedroom and as soon as he got to the doorway there was a sound of breaking
glass. He dashed and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the broken
window. He poked his head outside and couldn't see them. It was like they
disappeared!
The teen slowly brought his head back to be fully back in the house and looked
at his mother. He knew once his eyes focused on her that she wasn't still
around. With a shaky sigh he walked over to a nightstand, grabbing a knocked
over phone. He pressed only three numbers before placing the device on his ear.
The male understood that the blood on him wasn't going to leave a good first
impression, but he didn't care.
He headed to the closet and picked up the baby he had left there as the phone
was connecting with the number he dialed. He then left his mother and father's
room and entered the bedroom he and his sister occupied and bumped her bed. He
continued doing so until she sat up. "What?" she whined and rubbed her eyes,
seeing the blood on her brother when she was done. "…What did you do?"
The male only shook his head and indicated to her to come along. She obliged
and followed her brother.
All three of the children were halfway down the stairs when the phone finally
connected.
"911, what's your emergency?"
The male teenager quickly cleared his throat before he spoke. "Our parents have
been murdered."
***** Chapter 2. *****
The sound of clicking from high heels filled the otherwise quiet air that
surrounded a group of females that stood on the sidewalk. A few were taking
drags off cigarettes, others were not, but all were wearing fabrics that were
under the category risqué. They all turned to look at the newcomer, showing
their heavily make up applied faces.
"Well, well, well...look at who it is, girls," one of the women, who was a
brunette, spoke up with slight agitation in her voice. "This one's on this
street tonight, apparently."
The arrival kept silent as they readjusted the sleevelets that they wore on
their arms that went along with the light blue halter dress type with lace
ruffles from the natural waist line down. They didn't feel like dealing with
any of the shit that any of the ladies of this territory might dish out
tonight. There wasn't any use in arguing or fighting with them either, here or
somewhere else. Even if they were women, in any area one would go to, they knew
how to kick some ass when needed.
"C'mon, does it really freakin' matter?" another female asked around the cig in
her mouth; this one had black hair.
"No," said the same brunette from before, her voice trailing off.
"Then keep your fuckin' mouth shut for now and use it for whatever you'll do
later."
The non-smoking one of the two that were conversing let out a growl.
"Maybe you should listen to your god damn words, babe!"
While the two women continued to get at each other's throats, another female
came up behind the second blonde that was there, who happened to be the one
that just walked up on the scene, and began to fix the white bow of an added
fabric that they decided to put on. The girl giggled when the person jumped and
spun around, getting ready to hit her. "You're pretty quick with those heels,"
she praised. "What're they, nine inches?"
All they did was nod before looking down at the black, lace up, heeled boots to
make sure that they were all tied up and looking fine, ignoring the bumping of
the dangle earrings they wore (which both were a playing card with spade on
each while the other two were just red and black studs). Normally they wouldn't
get so dressed up, but today was a day that they decided was one to get out of
their normal/comfort zone. Now that they thought about it…they were the only
one of two decent looking people there. The second other good looking one was
the girl in front of them.
"You look like Alice tonight," the woman commented with a smile as she got rid
of smudges of eyeliner and mascara that were on the person's face. Her dark
reddish pink/pinkish red hair that was put in two separate pigtails, which kind
of looked like two tornados, bounced when she gave a happy, quick jerk of the
head; using it as an approving nod. She then moved on to adjust a few pieces of
their yellow hair. "You do an 'Alice in Wonderland' theme on purpose?"
The human that was being spoken to allow their eyes to widen slightly and
looked down at their self before saying quietly, "I didn't even notice..."
"C'mon, Teto," a male voice entered into the conversation said. His eyes were
the same color as his hair, which were the exact same color as the girl named
Teto and her locks and irises. His tresses were long and he had it pulled back
into a ponytail that had been curled to make it look like a one whole curl. One
could easily tell that they were related. "Leave the poor thing alone. You know
the kid doesn't really talk unless there's a negotiation or when gettin'
screwed."
"You just wish you get business like I do, Ted," the only blonde of the three
pointed out with a small, teasing smile forming after the sentence was said, as
they continued to speak gently. Their dark blue eyes seemed to be shining, but,
of course, that could've just been the reflection of the streetlights...
The male named Ted smirked, crossing his arms over his torso. He wore a pair of
tight, black leather pants with a black, tight leather vest that was small
enough to let his navel be exposed and black dress boots. "Okay, whatever, our
little grasshopper."
"Anyways," Teto spoke as she fixed her black skirt with plaid trimming of the
red scheme that was short enough that someone could miss it. Her shirt (if you
could call it one) that just ended right under her breasts, was the same way;
black as the base and then the same pattern around the collar, the bottom of
it, and at the end of the sleeves that ended halfway down her biceps/triceps.
She also had on a pair of red heels, though they weren't as high as the
blonde's. "Are you gonna go by the name 'Alice' tonight?"
Alice shrugged.
"You do realize that red shoes are a source of bad luck, right, Teto?" her
brother asked at random.
She rolled her eyes. "Okay, yeah, sure, whatever, Ted." Looking up from their
small group, a tiny smirk spread upon the female's lips. "Hey, first one's
comin'," she announced to the other two she was near. "Who's gonna go?"
Ted turned and looked at the car that was pulling up to the sidewalk, turning
back to his sister and Alice before shrugging with an unimpressed expression.
"Nah, I ain't gonna go," he said. "Imma go try for some pussy tonight. I've
been gettin' a lot of ass lately, so I wanna change it up a bit."
Biting her lip, the woman in the red heels said after taking another look at
the body in the car, "I-I don't think Imma go either..."
"Why?" the brother asked. "Recognize him?"
She nodded. "I do..."
Alice sighed. "I'll go," they almost whispered.
Ted let out a chuckle. "You just fuck with anyone anymore?" he asked.
"As long as I'm out here, yeah, I will. Need the money, Ted. Real bad," they
said before walking to the car with grace that any woman would be jealous of.
"...Not sure if we taught the kid well..."
"Or if we fucked up big time?" Teto asked as she sighed in a form of cutting
off her brother, who nodded. "Well, kiddo's not been caught yet, so can't say
it's all that bad..."
While the other females were focused on the two ladies from earlier to try and
get them to quit their fighting, Alice leaned down and rested their arms on the
car where the window was down. They kind of recognized who it was after leaning
over to look inside the vehicle with their bright red hair, slightly dark red
eyes, but...too late to turn back now.
"Good evening, handsome," they said in a little bit of a higher pitched voice
than normal with warm smile, propping up an arm and resting their cheek in
their hand.
The man in the car smiled back. "Hey, sexy…"
Good Lord this fucking car smells of booze and smokes, Alice thought but they
kept up their friendly disposition. "Are you lookin' for some surprises?"
"Oh, I see now," they began with a slight smirk. "You're tricky and I like
that. What's the name?"
I'm impressed by your act of not being drunk and how sharp you still are, they
commented in their head again while nodding. "I usually go by 'Ren', but it's
'Alice' for tonight, love," they informed, having let their voice go back to
its normal range.
"I see... Either way, I'd like your services tonight," the older person said, a
smirk fully formed on his face as he unlocked the car door.
Alice was hesitant, but they didn't let it show and got into the machine with
the male. The blonde spoke again after crossing one leg over the other when
they buckled themself in as the car moved. "I'm sure you know the drill by now.
He nodded. "I do."
They spent some time talking about a price, but they finally came to an
agreement. After all was said and done an idea came to the blonde. "…I'll tell
ya what," the blonde started, breaking the short silence. "How about we fuck
and then you tell me if you think I earned it. If not, then I'll let you decide
what it was worth. Sound fair?" Alice offered with a small, sly smile. Again,
this wasn't how they usually handled their customers, but what the hell? Trying
something different for a change wasn't bad once in a while.
The man at the wheel chuckled. "That sounds good to me, Alice. Oh, name's
Akaito, by the way," he informed as he put a hand on the blonde's knee and gave
it a light squeeze.
"Down boy," Alice commented with a joking tone. "We'll get there soon."
                                  ((|))((|))
 {Pointless lemon between Akaito and 'Alice'/'Ren'. If you want to read it, be
                  my guest. Just thought I'd give a warning.}
"You know how to treat someone," the blonde of the two said quietly as they
walked, more like Alice was being carried bridal style by Akaito through the
decent sized home, before nibbling gently on his ear.
"You get right down to business, don't chya?" the other asked in a chuckle,
kissing the blue eyed person down their jawline before moving to their neck and
adding in light nips as he traveled through the dark house to his own room.
When dropped on the bed, Alice asked as they sat up and kicked of their heeled
boots, "That's what I'm here for, isn't it?"
Without saying another word, Akaito crawled on top of the young looking whore
after taking off his own shoes and unzipping his dark red hoodie, and soon saw
the other body move down; feeling them make quick work of the button and zipper
of his pants. The man let out a groan as the blonde beneath him rubbed him
through his boxers.
"Already like this?" Alice asked in a slightly amused tone before letting the
erect organ out of its confinement.
"I've been lacking this for a while," Akaito responded. His breath hitched when
he felt the blonde's tongue take an experimental lick on the head of his length
before taking some of him into their mouth.
Damn, the kid was...sixteen at the least, younger than himself, from what the
redhead could tell, and they definitely had experience. Not that he was
complaining, though. That's what the blonde was going to be paid for; based on
their performance. He had been with many as well, though probably not as many
as the one below him but enough to know when one had intelligence in this kind
of situation.
The one with the body that held a dress had wrapped their hand around the
swollen member to keep it still, but was now letting it go to allow themselves
to just use their mouth and bring more of the redhead in. It wasn't but soon
after doing so that Alice was able to completely have the man above them in and
deep throating the man. The blonde was able to keep their gag reflex under
control, making it seem like Alice didn't have one at all, even with Akaito
thrusting slightly down their throat, and let a small moan escape.
With heavy breathing and after a slightly harsher thrust than the others that
he had administered, the redhead pulled himself out of the other's mouth with a
barely audible 'pop', moved himself down so that he and the blonde were face to
face level, and got them to quickly turn over to their stomach (more like their
hands and knees). Akaito hastily untied the white fabric that was supporting
the look of an apron, or something that looked like one at least, and unzipped
the sky blue dress. He then just let himself hover over the other body and
watched Alice swiftly remove the articles of clothing from themselves and get
on their back. He also examined the blonde's body, seeing that Alice was indeed
male like he had assumed. Not like he cared, hence why he picked up the boy.
Though, there was a spot on him that caught his interest that wasn't his
arousal or entrance…
"You're...not having second thoughts are you?" the male laying on his back on
the bed asked, resting his hand on his rapidly rising and falling chest over
his heart, which was beating rather fast due from being nervous. If this man
wanted to, if one considered the possible fact that he, despite what it seemed
like, didn't catch his hint from earlier, he could hurt him.
"Oh, no, not at all," the redhead defended before saying with a smile, "I was
just admiring."
The other male felt his face become warmer than it already was. Alice couldn't
think of a time where one of his customers had actually sweet talked him... Now
that he thought about it, even how he hadn't been spun around just to be bent
over and immediately fucked yet was a first as well... Sticking three of his
own fingers into his mouth, the blonde worked at sucking and moistening the
digits and realized that he and Akaito were locking eyes. That was until his
aquamarine colored eyes were shut tight instead of looking straight into the
other man's bright red ones. Alice moaned around his fingers and involuntarily
rolled his hips repeatedly in the other male's hand.
The redhead let a smirk appear on his lips from the site before him. The
gesture became wider as he watched the blonde reach in between the two of them
and rest at his own entrance, stroking the twitching hole a few times before
shoving two saliva slickened fingers inside to start preparing himself and
panting at the dual sensations that came from both of their hands. Akaito
noticed that Alice was begging 'stop' in his panting after he had inserted his
last finger, so the man did as he was told. He then reached over the younger
male and opened up the drawer to his nightstand to bring out a packaged condom
and a tube of lubricant.
The boy watched the other roll on the rubber and spread the substance over his
erection once his eyes were open again. He gave himself one last scissor motion
before removing the three digits and got on to his forearms and knees,
shamelessly baring himself to the other.
I used to hold myself so proudly, the younger male thought while he waited. Now
I can barely look at myself in a mirror.
The feeling of hot breath from his own panting, the touch from the other male's
hands on his hips, Akaito finally penetrating him after he relaxed, and a moan
from his own vocal cords from the feeling of being filled seem to serve as
Alice's reminder as to why.
He hated that he had to do what he was doing just to get some quick cash. He
should've thought better when looking for that second job...but he made a
promise to himself that he wasn't going to continue with being a whore once
bills were caught up on and when he didn't have to worry about the amount of
groceries in the cabinets, fridge, pantry, and freezer. As well as clothes that
weren't on the point of becoming rags...
Hell, he thought, who am I kidding? I'm going to have to do this until fucking
Hell freezes over and the Devil gives free sleigh rides to everyone…
"Aah..."
After some uneven thrusts, the redhead was finally able to get a rhythm going.
Right then was when the younger of the two finally realized that the elder
didn't have the stench of booze on his breath and that he'd been sober the
whole time. Oh well, it wasn't anything major. It wasn't like he was ever going
to see the guy again unless he just happened to be on the same street as him
one night to pick up another one like him. A few more thrusts and a couple of
angle adjustments were given before Alice let out a choked moan and clawed the
bed and sheets beneath him. "Oh god, right there…!"
Akaito smirked and quickened up his pace while thrusting into the blonde below
him harder. "There…?" he asked, a tease filling his tone as he gripped the
other's hips tighter.
"Ahn…!" was the only response the redhead got as well as louder moaning. Along
with some harsher thrusting, Alice allowed his head to fall against the
mattress beneath him and it didn't completely register in his mind that his
face was being smashed.
Everything at that moment felt amazing, much to his disgust, but the blonde
needed to feel something more. He then shifted slightly, letting out a whine at
the seemingly better angle, and reached down between himself and the bed. He
bit his lip hard and to the point where he could've sworn he went all the way
through when he touched his neglected length. He couldn't help but let go of
his lower lip as he began to pant from the added action of pumping his arousal.
"A-Almost," Alice somehow said through his breathlessness.
"Same here," the redhead informed before he pulled out of the blonde and turned
him over.
This's so weird, Alice thought while he continued to pump himself. He wasn't
used to being on his back and actually seeing his client as they fucked.
Usually he had his back toward them and his face pushed into whatever surface
was around him and whoever else. He then closed his eyes while he was
penetrated again. "Aah…"
The blonde wondered, How… How did he find it so quickly?
"Nn…" He bit his lower lip again and pumped himself faster while Akaito had
found his spot immediately and had went back to the fast and harsh pace. After
a few more thrusts, Alice could feel it. "I-I c-can't…" he panted.
"Go ahead," the redhead ordered with a grunt as he lifted the other male's
right leg over his shoulder.
In that position, he couldn't handle anymore and let out a loud cry of ecstasy,
releasing his load which ended up on the other male's toned, bare stomach. He
just laid there panting as he was continuously pounded into and stared at the
popcorn ceiling with eyes threatening to close on him. He made a little grunt
when Akaito pulled out again then looked down. "Weren't you focused?" the
blonde asked then reached forward. "Here…" The redhead moved forward to be
closer for Alice and let him do whatever he wanted.
He watched him quickly get rid of the condom and then start to pump him. His
eyes began to wander after a little bit of watching the young whore just work
with his hand. He was about to look at that spot on his neck again, but then he
heard their voice. "Hey, keep your mind here," Alice gently ordered.
"Sorry," the taller man mumbled then jerked his hips some and bit his lower lip
some.
The blonde had taken the other's head into his mouth and was licking gently.
Soon removing it from his mouth, Alice licked from the tip down to the base of
the length then went from the opposite direction on the other side as a hand
came up and played with the other man's testes gently. He could feel the male
at his mercy begin to tremble lightly when he was back to the head of the
erection and looked up at him through his dark eyelashes. He wrapped his lips
around the member in front of him once more as he watched the other man since
he knew he was doing the same. Alice soon began to start to bob his head slowly
then picked up his pace while making his fondling become slightly harsher.
One of the redhead's own hands found its way to the younger male's head and
buried it in his soft locks. He let out a groan and tightened his hold on the
other's hair some. He could feel the sensation in the pit of his stomach return
and build up quickly. He knew it wouldn't be much longer until they were done.
"Tch…!"
Removing the organ from his mouth, the blonde swallowed what was given to him
and removed his hand from the man's testes while letting go of the softening
cock. He kept watching the panting man above him until he seemed to come back
down from his high. "Where is it?" he heard the man mumble to himself as he
patted his body down as if he were trying to find something.
Alice moved to the edge of the bed and grabbed his dress and boots then quickly
got dressed after he cleaned himself. He stood up and faced the bed before he
bent down to lace up his heeled footwear, seeing a small bundle of money land
where he previously had been sitting when he moved to the next boot. "…Thank
you," he said when he finished tying his laces and snatched the money. He moved
the white "apron" a bit until he found a little opening in the back of it and
pulled the tiny zipper.
Sneaky, Akaito thought as he watched the boy put away the money while zipping
back up his pants and hoodie. "Mind if I use your bathroom real quick?" he
heard the other ask.
He shook his head. "Nah, go ahead."
Clicking echoed through the room as the blonde walked through the room and into
the bathroom. He left the door open as he turned on the light and looked in the
mirror, bringing out a stick of black eyeliner that seemed to come out of
nowhere. "Nice little place ya got," Alice commented and fixed the smudged,
black substance on his eyes.
"It's my parents'," the redhead replied.
"…Still." The blonde put away the eyeliner then brought forth a tube of mascara
and applied it rather quickly. He flipped the lights back off as he exited the
bathroom and put the mascara away, standing in the doorway as he tied the
strings to the white fabric behind himself. "I'll show myself out," he said
rather quietly.
"Thank you," was the simple response the redhead made as the other made his way
to the door.
"No," he said and turned the knob. "Thank you."
"Take it easy."
With that, Alice closed the door behind himself and let out a quiet sigh. "How
I wish you were the last person," he commented then snuck silently through and
out of the house to start the cycle again.
***** Chapter 3. *****
"Kaiko…!" a brunette woman with brown eyes called after she honked the car
horn. "C'mon, hurry up! You're gonna be late!"
The female who went by the name Kaiko poked her head out of a window. "I'll be
down there in a sec!" she called back and was running a brush through her
short, blue locks as she brought her head back inside the residence and closed
the window.
She tossed the hair brush on her bed and snatched up her ice cream themed
messenger bag, bringing its strap up and over her head while she ran through
the home she lived in with her two brothers. She could hear one of them chuckle
when she entered the living room and stopped dead in her tracks. She turned
around and placed her hands on her hips. "What's so friggin' funny?" she asked
her redheaded brother who was lying on the couch.
"You," he simply stated.
"Why am I amusing to you?" she demanded in a somewhat rash tone.
He laughed again. "Just 'cause," he said.
Kaiko rolled her eyes. "Akaito…"
"What?" he asked as he sat up. "You're running through here like a torpedo as
if the ice cream man were coming by." Akaito stretched before he stood up.
"It's only school, sis, so just calm your small tits," he told her and
scratched the back of his head.
"She can be excited for school if she wants," another male voice chimed in as
he walked in. He handed the young woman a brown paper bag before looking at the
redhead.
Akaito scoffed and crossed his arms. "Whatever, Kaito," he said.
"Wait," the girl interrupted. "Why aren't you two coming in now?"
Kaito ran a hand through his blue hair as he spoke. "'Cause the classes we have
are later in the day," he informed.
"We're basically caught up," the redhead added.
"Man," Kaiko whined. "I wish I could go in later…"
There was then some more honking from the car waiting outside. The girl then
said her goodbyes, giving her two brothers quick pecks on the cheek, and dashed
to the vehicle. She smiled sheepishly at the other woman inside the machine as
she buckled up.
"Hope you're not late," the brunette said as she looked back as she drove
backwards out of the driveway.
"Sorry, Meiko," the blue haired teenager replied and looked at her lap, hanging
her head down. "I woke up late then Akaito got me caught up in a conversation…"
"Just don't make it a habit," Meiko ordered. "It's already seven thirty."
The other female nodded then looked up and out the window to her left. She
watched the other houses pass by one by one, even passing one that was up for
sale. She wanted to ask Meiko about it, but she held her tongue and said
nothing. She didn't want to make herself a more of a bother than she probably
was being already. With a gentle, quiet sigh, Kaiko continued to watch the
buildings go by and she smiled a small smile after a little bit.
Today's gonna be a good day, she thought.
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A blonde young man groaned as he stretched and looked over his shoulder to try
and see an outdated alarm clock he had in his room. The mechanism read, "3:40,"
and the male sighed. He looked down and saw the little being, which also had
yellow hair, snuggling into his stomach. "You can't make it easy this morning,
can you, Oliver?" he asked the tiny figure in a whisper and moved as carefully
as possible.
Once he was away from the petite blonde, the larger one sat on the edge of the
small bed with his legs over the side. He scratched his head vigorously with
both of his hands before taking a moment and standing up with a grunt. He then
walked out of his bedroom and into the bathroom right across the hall, shutting
the door quietly.
He rubbed his neck as he opened the medicine cabinet, grabbing the first bottle
of painkillers he saw, and shifted his weight from one hip to the other
uncomfortably. He grabbed a small cup that happened to be resting on the small
counter and filled it with some water, taking the cylinder shaped pill
immediately. "Fuck," he said under his breath and gently hit his bare, lower
back on its muscles with a weak fist. "No falling asleep in the shower again,
Lenny," he then told himself before ridding his body of his sleepwear, which
was just a pair of yellow, plaid, baggy pajama bottoms and the white boxers
with yellow polka dots beneath them, and pulled back the fruit themed shower
curtain before hopping in.
The teen stretched and sighed once he got it set just right and was under the
warm water. He closed his green eyes and ran his fingers through his shaggy,
yellow hair to rid his locks of any knots he may had obtained from his sleep.
In the dark, once his eyes were open again and he was satisfied with his
detangled tresses, he grabbed a bottle of shampoo and popped the lid then
poured some of the substance into his hand and began to wash his hair.
After he washed out the shampoo and had gone through the same process with
conditioner, he began to wash his body with soap and had gotten to his legs
when the door creaked open and the lights in the bathroom flicked on. His heart
went into his throat and locked his eyes on the floral patterned shower
curtain, swallowing hard. He was the only one that was ever awake between
twenty minutes to four and five… Was someone in the house? Was it the man from
three years ago? If so, how did he find them? He was back to finish the job…
"Len…?" a low, female voice questioned. "You're up?"
Len sighed in relief and continued to lather soap on his legs. "Yeah, I'm up,"
he said. "I'm usually up at this time."
"I didn't realize," the woman replied softly.
There was a moment of silence before the male in the shower spoke up again,
placing the bar of soap back in its container and going back under the
showerhead to rinse his body. "…You're still there, right?"
She nodded even though he couldn't see her. "Yeah, I am…"
"…Why're you here?"
"I just wanted to go…"
"N-No, not in here!" he stuttered, cutting the girl off. "I meant in the house!
Luka, you're not usually here at this time."
"Oh…!" Luka exclaimed then chuckled at herself because of her own stupidity. "A
certain someone wanted me to stay while you were still working at The Cat's
Mew…" She stretched and her joints popped in protest. "How did you even get a
job there in the first place?" she asked. "It's a bar…"
He smiled despite the fact Luka couldn't see through the shower curtain that
was separating them and turned off the water. "They needed another busboy," he
began. "It was kinda like a why-the-fuck-not moment, and I did what I needed to
do." Len opened the curtain a little bit and grabbed a dark red towel hanging
on the rack. "Besides, it's not just a bar," he pointed out. "It has a
restaurant connected to it at as well." He sighed as he rubbed the towel on his
head and then wrapped it around his waist after drying his body off. "I'm glad
that I could find a place that was flexible with school hours, unlike the
others…"
The blonde let out a light laugh after he pushed the shower curtain aside. Luka
was in just a black, lacy bra with grey sweatpants and her long, pink hair was
pulled back into a ponytail. He had never seen this version of the woman,
unlike his sister, and for some reason it just tickled him.
"What's so funny?" the girl asked in a slightly harsh tone and put her hands on
her hips.
"Nothing," he said with a smile. "I dunno why I laughed. Ignore me."
She raised an eyebrow at him, but said nothing in return.
Both allowed the silence continue as the boy picked up his discarded clothing
and headed to the open door. He paused when he heard the woman behind him clear
her throat. He bit his lower lip when she didn't say anything immediately.
"…I'll beat the living fuck outta who gave you that bruise on your face," she
said bluntly.
"Th-That's okay…!" he exclaimed nervously. "I-It was my fault."
She frowned. "Whaddya mean by that?"
"I accidently hit myself at work…"
Luka was silent for a bit before she finally said, "If you say so, Len..." She
then heard the sound of a door closing and rolled her dark blue eyes.
Len was leaning against his bedroom door and waited until he heard the bathroom
door shut. He sighed again and pushed himself away from the wooden door,
walking over to the nightstand that held the outdated alarm clock that said "4:
30." He squatted before he opened the middle drawer and pulled out a small,
black bag. He unzipped it, revealing a mascara tube and some eyeliner, and took
out a mirror and a tiny bottle of concealer. "I have to pay her back sometime,"
he whispered to himself as he walked over to the only window in his small room.
He moved the makeshift curtain carefully, which was a black blanket, and stood
behind it to use whatever sunlight was being produced. He set everything he was
carrying in the windowsill then picked up the little container of concealer,
putting a bit on his finger before picking up the tiny mirror and angling it to
just show the bruise. As he applied the cover-up, he heard the little blonde
moving around on their bed and letting out little groans.
The bigger blonde chuckled and came out from behind the blanket. "Aw, are you
up, li'l Olie?"
"Nn hnn…" Oliver yawned and rubbed his right eye as he sat up in the bed. He
grabbed his sea foam green blanket with black boats and fishes and his name
sewn into it and pulled it closer to himself when his big brother came to his
side of the bed.
Len smiled a small smile and squatted down. "How's your eye doin' this
morning?" he asked. "Good?"
He nodded. "Nn hnn," he repeated and put his thumb in his mouth.
"C'mere," the bigger blonde said, picking the young child up. "Let's get you
dressed then we'll cover your eye."
"Okay…" Oliver rode on his brother's hip and was carried over to the small
closet that was in the room. "Sailor!" he then exclaimed. "Sailor, sailor,
sailor…!"
"Alright, alright…" Big brother chuckled while setting the child down on the
floor by his feet before he got the desired clothing out of the closet. He laid
them on the bed one by one until every piece was out and then turned back to
the little kiddie. "Okay, nightshirt off!" he ordered with a playful tone.
"Knock, knock, knock…!"
Len cleared his throat as he helped his little brother put on his black, jean
like shorts with a yellow ring around both the leg cuffs after aiding him with
putting on underwear. "What is it…?"
"It's Luka," the pink haired woman said. "I heard Oliver talking, so I thought
I'd come check on him."
"He's fine," the older blonde said and started leading the little one's arms
through the armholes of his white, button up shirt. "I'm just getting him ready
for the day, and he'll be a sailor at that."
She laughed. "Since when does he not wanna be a sailor?" she asked then paused.
"…May I come in and take him off your hands so you can get yourself ready?"
He opened the door as soon as was through asking her second questioned and
smiled at her, placing a sailor hat on his little brother's head. "Of course
you can," Len said. "Thanks."
"How do you get him dressed so fast…?!"
"Years of practice," he replied.
"James…!" the child exclaimed and ran to the bed. When he came back, he held a
stuffed black and yellow bird in his arms. "James…"
Luka kneeled down so she could be at Oliver's height and smiled. "Do you and
James wanna come with me and play, Oliver?"
He nodded happily and with a smile as he took the pink haired female's hand and
was led away to the very small living room. "James loves to play!"
"Thanks, Luka!" the bigger blonde called to her before shutting his door again.
He looked at the time as he walked by. "4:40, huh?" he asked himself and went
back to the closet. "Hopefully she's not a pain in the ass to wake up today,"
he added and grabbed the clothes he needed from a small dresser drawer after
laying a pair of dark wash jeans and a black shirt and sweatshirt on the bed.
Allowing the towel to drop from his waist, he snatched his banana printed
boxers and quickly put them on along with his jeans. He then got his black
shirt and threw it on before getting ahold of his black sweatshirt and walking
back to the nightstand. While putting on the jacket, he searched with his eyes
for his hair tie. He continued to look even as he pulled his damp hair back
into a small ponytail. "Ah ha…!" the blonde exclaimed once he found it and then
put it on his hair.
Len looked at the time once more and it said, "4:55." He shook his head as he
walked back to the door and opened it once more, walking through and heading to
another door not that far away from his own. "Rinny," he called gently while he
went through the slightly ajar entry.
All he got in response was a groan and some movement.
"Riiinnnnnnyyy," he sing sung, bumping her bed with his leg while zipping up
his hoodie.
"Go away," she said into her pillow, her words muffled.
Len set his jaw and kicked her bed harder. "Rin, get up," he said sternly. "We
have school today… Don't be a pain in the ass."
She groaned again and sat up finally. "'M up!" she yelled. "'M up…"
"Don't yell at me 'cause you didn't get enough sleep," he snapped.
"That's your fault."
"Just lemme alone," she grumbled. "I'll be out in a sec…"
"Fine," he sighed and backed out of the room, turning around and leaving the
door open as went to Luka and Oliver.
The pink haired female raised an eyebrow. "It's…already a few minutes past
five," she said.
"Yeah, so…?" he questioned.
"Don't you two still have to walk to get to school?"
The bigger blonde in the room sighed once more. Why did she have to wake up
early? It was a lot less stressful…
Today's gonna be a long day, he thought.
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"Wait," Meiko said gently and grabbed Kaiko's arm.
The blue haired girl jumped when she was pulled back and looked at the other
woman. "What, Meiko…?"
"I want my tip, missy," she told the other in a joking manner.
Kaiko smiled and gave her a peck on the lips. "There," she said. "You're
picking me up later, right?"
"Of course I am!" the brunette exclaimed then chuckled. "Just go. I'll see ya
later."
She nodded with a smile and hopped out of the car, shutting the door. She gave
the other woman a wave as she drove off before she turned around and clenched
her messenger bag. She then swallowed and bit her lower lip as she stared at
the gigantic school before her.
Well, she thought. Here we go…! First day at this school…
She walked up the sidewalk and up the concrete stairs to the doors. Kaiko held
her breath as she took ahold of the handle of the door and opened it along with
going inside the building. Once inside, she allowed herself to breath and she
looked around. She almost felt like a toddler again the place appeared to be so
big.
There was a huge commons area with two different hallways on the other side of
it, one holding lockers and some classes and the other appearing to lead into
lower levels of the school, and a huge set of stairs to her left while the
kitchen was to her right. She began to wonder what she had gotten herself as
she walked deeper into the school. She walked up the stairs and wandered around
up there until she bumped into someone by the bathrooms since she wasn't paying
very much attention.
"I-I'm sorry…!" she stuttered. "Please, don't hurt me or anything, I was just
looking around and I didn't notice you, and…and…!"
The person she bumped into just smiled and giggled. "It's okay, really," they
said. "I get it. It was just an accident."
Kaiko let out a sigh of relief and put her hand over her heart. "Thank you,"
she said. She then gathered herself together and stood up straight, giving the
other person a smile. "I'm Shion Kaiko," she told them and put out her hand for
a handshake. "What's your name?"
***** Chapter 4. *****
The person stared at the hand for a short moment, but then smiled and giggled
again. They took Kaiko's hand and shook it. "Kagamine Rin," she said. "You can
call me Rinny if you like."
"Well, Miss Rin," the other teenage girl said with a smile. "I'm glad you're
not mad… Wanna walk around?" she then asked.
Rin smiled sadly. "I wish I could, but I can't," she said. "I'm waiting for my
twin to come out of the bathroom." She pointed to the door with a sign on it in
front of them that read, "Men."
"You have a twin?" she asked. "That's so cool!"
The blonde nodded. "Yeah, his name is Len," she explained. "What? Do you have
one too?"
Kaiko shook her head. "No, but I look enough like my eldest brother to be
confused as his."
"Oh, you're the only girl in the family, I assume?" the other girl inquired.
"Yep!" she chirped. "There are three of us and I'm the youngest as well as the
only girl."
Rin laughed. "Wow," she said. "There are three of us, too, but Len and I are
the oldest." She pushed her sleeves up higher on her arms and smiled. "We have
a three year old little brother named Oliver."
"Aw, that sounds so cute!" Kaiko said.
"Rin…" Both teens turned to look at who spoke. Of course, it was none other
than Len himself. He was looking at his sister with a pleading look and
appeared to be extremely uncomfortable. "You ready…?" he asked quietly, his
eyes jerking over to glance at Kaiko only for a split second.
"Whenever you are," she said softly.
He turned around. "Then let's go…"
The sister watched him walk ahead a little bit before smiling again at the blue
haired young woman and giving her a small wave. "Well, it was nice to meet
you!" With that, she ran off to catch up with her brother.
Kaiko cocked her head to the left some as she watched the blonde twins go away.
"What's up with that?" she asked herself quietly. "She has her own brain,
doesn't she?" She brought her head back to its upright position and began to
turn around. "Is she just overly dependent on her twin…?" she wondered before
letting out a surprised squeak.
"Were you just talking with the Kagamine twins?!" a girl with turquoise hair
held in two pigtails asked eagerly.
"U-Um, o-one of them," she responded nervously. "I-It was the girl…"
A teenaged girl who looked exactly like the turquoise female, but instead had
black hair and red eyes, walked up and stood in between them both as she spoke.
"Ah, you're talkin' about li'l Rinny," she said.
"OMG…!" she exclaimed. "You're, like, magic! How did you do it…!?"
"Jesus, you two are like vultures," a turquoise male interrupted.
The black haired teen let out a laugh. "At least we know when to take the
lead," she said with a smirk.
"Shut up," he growled.
"Then don't leave yourself wide open," she taunted.
Kaiko's eyes widened when the other woman raised her voice and yelled at the
other two standing with them. "Both of you stop…!" she yelled before turning
her attention back to the blue haired teenager. "Gomen," she said quietly. "I'm
Hatsune Miku and those two are my siblings… Hatsune Mikuo and Zatsune Miku…"
Mikuo smiled. "Hey…!"
"Yo," the red eyed female replied in a rather bored tone.
"Miku and Miku…?" the nervous young woman asked.
"It's a long story," Miku Zatsune said. "Just call us by our last names."
She nodded. "O-Okay, Zatsune…"
"Zatsune-nee," Hatsune whined. "You're, like, sooo intimidating! Look at her…!
She's scared."
She scoffed. "Please," the sister said. "You're the one who got in her face and
asked about the Kagamine's."
What have I gotten myself into, Kaiko wondered.
"Oh yeah…!" she exclaimed. "I almost forgot about Len-kun and Rin-chan!"
Hatsune clapped her hands. "So, how did you start talking with Rin-chan, hm?"
"Seriously," Zatsune intervened. "No one's been able to talk to either one of
them for three years."
The blue haired girl chewed on her lower lip for a little while before
speaking. "I bumped into her as I was looking around," she explained. "She was
waiting for her brother to come out of the bathroom…"
"What did you two talk about?" the black haired Miku asked.
"We really only had time to talk about our siblings before he came out and got
her to follow him away…"
Mikuo sighed. "You two need to stop interrogating her," he said. "Can't you
tell she's new here?"
Kaiko looked at him with wide eyes. "H-How did you know that…?"
"Your schedule is hanging out of your bag," he pointed out.
Her eyes followed the path of his finger and she blushed. "O-Oh…"
Hatsune suddenly squealed. "Ooooh, can I see it? Pleeeaaase…?" she begged.
"Maybe we have classes together!"
"Uh…sure," she replied and opened her messenger bag, retrieving said paper and
handing it over to the hyperactive Miku. She then watched as it was passed
around to each sibling. She started to become uncomfortable and began to fidget
the longer no one said anything. "Is…there something wrong…?"
The turquoise haired teen giggled. "Not at all," she said. "In fact, you have
one of us in each of your classes!"
"Minus advisory," the other girl added.
"Hey, what's that?" a boy with silver locks and dual colored eyes asked and
stood between Mikuo and Zatsune when he walked over.
"Yo, kiddo," the raven haired woman replied and ruffled his hair.
"Just a schedule, Piko" the only other male said.
Piko raised an eyebrow. "Whose…?"
Mikuo looked up and at the teenager across from the four of them. "Her's," he
simply responded.
The silver haired boy smiled at Kaiko. "Oh, are you new?" he asked.
She nodded. "Y-Yeah…"
"Mind if I look at your schedule?"
"Go ahead," she said with a smile. "I don't mind…"
Mikuo moved the paper in his hands so the other male could see what it read and
gave him a random kiss on the temple. He whispered something in the other's
ear, but was immediately pushed away playfully before Piko chuckled. "You have
advisory with me," he informed her.
"Is that the only class…?"
He nodded. "Unfortunately," he said. "Too bad… You seem nice."
"God," Zatsune groaned. "I am not ready for today…" She shrugged then snatched
the other girl's paper from her brother. "She's gonna need that," she said and
took Kaiko by the wrist. "Algebra two is this way." Zatsune turned around along
with the other female and waved when they walked away from the other three some
with a smirk on her lips. "Later fuckers," she yelled.
"I-It was nice meeting you all!" the newbie stuttered once more and then turned
back to catch up with the red eyed girl.
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"Gah, I hate Algebra B!" Rin complained to her twin as she opened her locker
door. "It's so hard!"
"I'll help you with it," Len said quickly and put in his locker combination.
"…Who were you talking to?"
She smiled. "Her name was Kaiko and she seemed really nice," the girl replied.
"We were talking about siblings before you came out of the bathroom actually!"
"I see," he said quietly, closing his locker when he got everything from it.
"What does she have?"
"Two older brothers," she simply said and followed her twin when he started
walking again.
"Names…?"
"Wasn't able to ask…" Rin watched her brother in silence as they continued to
walk down the hallway and she frowned. "Hey, you okay?" she asked, hoping she
didn't upset the male somehow.
He nodded. "Yeah, 'm fine," he stated. "My mind…just went somewhere else…"
She tilted her head to the right a bit. "You've been doing that a lot lately,"
she said. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Don't worry about me…"
"Len…"
"You said you needed help with math, right?"
Rin stared at him for a little bit before she sighed. "I guess," she mumbled.
"Come with me to Mizki-sensei's room and I'll give you a hand," he said and
shifted the backpack he was carrying on one shoulder to rest higher.
"Okay," she whispered and did as she was told.
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Kaiko looked surprised when she and Zatsune walked into the classroom for
Algebra two. "Both of them are in here?" she asked and looked up at the girl
who escorted her to the room.
"No, Len is the only one of the two that's in here," she answered. "Rinny's in
Algebra A, so she must be getting help from him…"
"Oh wow," she said. "She's quite far behind in math…"
Zatsune smirked. "Not to worry," she said. "Hatsune joins her in there."
"I'm sorry, but that doesn't surprise me," Kaiko replied.
She chuckled. "No apologies needed," she said. "She's an airhead, but li'l
Rinny on the other hand…if she were to try harder, she'd be like Len."
The blue haired teen smiled when the blonde girl looked over and waved to her.
It disappeared though when the twin snapped his fingers to get her attention
back on the math. "Is…he always like that?" she asked. "He seems so…strict."
"Only on Mondays and Fridays," the black haired student answered.
"Ding…! Ding…! Ding…!"
"Thanks, Lenny!" Rin exclaimed and gathered her things. "I'll see you in
advisory, 'kay?"
He sighed. "Hopefully Hiyama-sensei's in a good mood today…"
"I know, right?" She rushed to the door and smiled at Kaiko as she went by.
"Hi!" she whispered as she left.
The girl waved then paused. "Wait," she said in a confused tone. "Isn't she
late?"
"We have two bells," Zatsune said. "One five minute warning bell and one
starting bell… That one was a warning."
Crap, Kaiko thought. This's gonna be confusing for a while…
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The blue haired teenager walked down the huge set of stairs down to the commons
with her brown lunch sack after she had put her excess things away in her
locker when the bell rang for lunch. She had no idea where Hatsune, Zatsune,
Mikuo, or Piko were, making her feel completely and utterly lost. She looked
around at each of the tables to see if she could recognize anyone that she knew
would let her sit with them.
"Kaiko…!" a familiar voice called to her.
Turning around, the girl smiled. "Oh, Rin, hi!" she said in a tone of relief.
"Got anywhere to sit?" Rin asked hopefully. She smiled brightly when the other
shook her head. "Wanna sit with us?"
"Please…?" she asked in a chuckle then followed the other teen.
Kaiko was shocked at what she saw when she was at the table with the blonde
female. There was her twin, of course, but there was a woman with pink hair
that was pulled back into a messy bun and dark blue eyes and she had a little
blonde boy dressed as a sailor holding a stuff bird in her lap! Was she just
asleep in class and this was a normal dream with just one little weird element?
"Something the matter?" the pink haired woman asked.
"N-No, not at all!" she defended. "I'm just surprised to see a child..."
The little boy laughed. "I'm Oliver!" he said with a smile and held up his
stuffed bird. "This's James!"
"Well, hi there," the blue haired teenager said. "It's very nice to meet you."
"I told you she was nice, Lenny," Rin stated as she sat next to the pink haired
woman holding the kid.
He rolled his eyes before he took a bite out of a banana. "I didn't say she
wasn't."
"Aren't you gonna sit…?" the older appearing female asked the one still
standing.
"Uh, y-yeah…" Kaiko sat next to Len and reached into her brown bag, locking
eyes with the pink haired girl for some reason.
She moved a little bit and shifted Oliver around as well. "Megurine Luka," she
simply stated.
"Shion Kaiko…"
"Wait, Shion?" Luka asked. She smiled at the young teenager when she nodded.
"You guys know my little brother, Megurine Luki." Luka chuckled at Kaiko's
weird expression she gave off. "He's Kamui Gakupo's boyfriend."
Realization soon filled the little Shion's features. "Oh, him…!" she exclaimed.
"He's very quiet."
"Only says what he thinks is necessary."
Len laughed. "What happened with you?" he asked.
His questioned earned him a glare from the older woman and she huffed. "Olie
treats me better than you and he's just three!"
"I don't give a shit," he retorted.
Kaiko cleared her throat. "Hey, Luka…?"
"Yes…?"
"Do you know a Sakine Meiko?"
She nodded. "Yep, she's a good friend of mine!" she explained. Something then
clicked in her mind, at least that's what her expression said. "Oh, you're the
little ice cube!"
"She still calls me that…" Kaiko sighed. "Hate that nickname…"
The blonde female chuckled. "I think it's cute!" she said. "Hey, Luka, why
don't you gimme a nickname like that, huh?"
After sometime, all four of them got into a conversation they all could be a
part of and just talked and laughed. Everyone enjoyed the others' company and
didn't mind partaking in the chat. It was probably the best lunch anyone of
them had in a long time…
"Ding…! Ding…! Ding…!"
"Man," Rin whined. "Does lunch have to be over already? I liked talking with
you, Kaiko…"
The blue haired girl smiled. "I liked it too," she said. "Maybe you can come
over today after school?"
"Oh my god…!" she exclaimed. "That'd be sooo much fun! Can I, Len?
Pleeeaaase…?"
Luka picked up Oliver after she got up herself. "Bye-bye, Olie," she said and
gave him a kiss on the cheek then handed him to Len.
He took his little brother, adjusting the bandages over his left eye, and
frowned slightly. "Well…"
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