Psychotic Len's Love Song

Vocal: Len

Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with Vocaloids. This FanFic is based off the song Psychotic Len's Love Song. I made it a big more narrative than the song, because it would (hopefully) make it less boring.

Ok enjoy. :D

I slowly walked down the empty sidewalk with hands in my pockets. I look up at the gloomy gray sky.

"Looks like it's going to rain." I say with a sigh. "It's as cloudy as my mind."

As I stare at the sky, a single drop fell to the ground. I look away as I lean against the tall metal gate. Is it from the sky or from my eye? It doesn't matter.

I don't wanna know.

Without an umbrella, I'm standing there like a lonesome drowned rat.

The slight breeze fluffs my hair as I stare once again at the sky. The sound of rain is ringing, and it's killing my existence. And I stand there as the rain pours down on me.

"Stop it, stop it, I hope the rain stops soon. Or I'm gonna break down." I whisper. I had crawled into a dark alley and sat crying on the cold hard floor.

Tears wouldn't stop forming in my eyes as I began to see the constant images of blood tainted on my hands.

I bent my knees and rested my head on my lap. I cried, I cried, no more tears are left. Even so, my clothes are soaking wet...

"I'm cold."

The bright sun illuminated the busy city the next day.

"Good Morning!" you called out cheerfully to me.

"'Morning." I reply with a smile.

You're purple hair and beautiful emerald eyes attracted me so. Without knowing my feelings, you say 'good morning' with a bright smile as usual. Tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that...

However, it's no more than a greeting. When Meiko, Kaito, Miku and Rin arrive, you instantly go to their side and joke happily with them. It hurts me badly, I can say it's as deadly as a lethal weapon. And I stand there, frozen, as you leave me and join the group.

...You know that?

I watch you silently from afar. You have a gaze at him, but not me. My jealous eyes stare at the man in the brown hair who is always flirting with you.

And I do nothing but watch with a pained look; I've always loved your smiles. But I hate to see you smiling now. "Why?" I ask myself quietly as I cover my face with my hand.

I lay down on the purple carpet in my room.

Psychotic, psychotic, I've got a psychotic mind. I'm so psychotic that I'm gonna vanish into thin air.

I lay there helplessly on the carpet as I start to hallucinate.

"It hurts, it hurts, my head hurts."

Isn't it ludicrous? "I love you deadly." I whisper as a tear rolls down my cheek.

I'm scared of myself.

I awake in a bed to see your smiling face. We laugh at many jokes, and you act so kind towards me.

But this image is all wrong, it's all a dream that will never happen.

Let me go as soon as possible, I wanna be relieved.

I panic on the floor as somebody's voice echos through my head.

"'Well why don't you finish it off?'"

And at that very moment, all the time I've spent with her continues to pour into my head. All the jealously I had bottled up inside me will now be released, now that I know what to do.

Impulse, impulse, I'm having a strong impulse.

I feel my heartbeat quicken, it's unbelievably noisy.

I slowly walk up to her desk from behind. She's unaware of my presence...

Stop it, stop it, let it go as soon as possible.

I wrap an arm around her neck from behind...

Let me go, finish me off with your hands right now...please.

And you look over your shoulder to see me standing there with a devilish smirk.

It stopped, it stopped, no more voice I hear.

I grabbed your neck, suppressing any call for help. I point the misty gray gun to the side of your head.

"Me in your eyes freaks me out." I say calmly. You looked at me with fear in your eyes.

Red was everywhere on the floor.

"Why? What is this? What happened? It can't be..." I say quietly as I face the bloody hand with the gun towards the ground.

Blood specks were scattered on my face. I see nothing but a bloody world, I must be insane...

Sprawled out on the ground in front of me was your bloody body, laying still.

Help me!

I wept silently over your body. I didn't care how much blood I got on me. What mattered was that I could hold you one last time, before I become crazy.

I walked out into the pouring rain, leaving bloody footsteps behind me.

Slowly, I raised the gun to my head. I smiled and closed my eyes; this was what I needed to do.

Hehe, my first story I made based off a song. I think I'll write a second chapter, which has the lyrics to this Vocaloid song.

R&R...I guess. :P