So this is a new/oldish story I thought of a long time ago because I was inspired by the song, How Beautiful- Twila Paris(?) and I thought it would be great if Vocaloids could be in this plot I thought up that would have this song used.

Hope you like it

Beginnings

How Beautiful the hands that served
The Wine and the Bread and the sons of the earth

"What do you mean you're pregnant?" a man whispered angrily.

The woman faltered for a bit but was brave and stood her ground. "I'm going to have a baby. And it's not yours."

The man slapped the woman across her face causing her to stumble backwards.

"Are you trying to embarrass me?" he shouted.

How beautiful the feet that walked
The long dusty road and the hill to the cross

The woman laughed. She placed a hand on where she was just slapped and stared at the man. "Make you? Embarrassed?" The woman laughed again before glaring at the man. "You're the one who has embarrassed me! What kind of person that has no job, goes out every night, drinks their pathetic miseries away, comes home puking, and then makes a stupid promise not to do it again?" She pointed at the man. "You do! And I'm the one who has a connection to you! What do you think all the neighbors think of-"

"The neighbors think you are my wife!" the man shouted. "You legally are-"

"I wish I wasn't!" the woman spat out.

How Beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

"Well wishing isn't going to get you anywhere is it?" The man smirked. He walked over to his wife and gently placed a hand over the one that was over her cheek. "Your parents depend on my family to live. Without this marriage, you would all be on the street begging for scraps."

"I don't care about my parents." the woman answered. "So I'm leaving you."

The man stared at his wife. He chuckled. "Then what happens to your little brother?"

The woman's eyes widened. "What?"

How Beautiful the heart that bled
That took all my sins and bore it instead

"Oh come now. Don't tell me you thought that my family's money was going to help only your parents." He let go of his wife. "You're not the only one connected to me."

"What did he do?" the wife whispered.

How beautiful the tender eyes
That choose to forgive and never despise

The man shook his head. "Not much. Only borrow money that he hasn't been able to pay back for. He's only in debt to us." The man leaned closer to his wife and whispered into her ear. "You don't want your sweet little brother to suffer because of you now do you? Especially with all that he has done for you."

The wife felt all her hope slowly fade away. She was so close to leaving this man for good. She just didn't know how connected this man was to her. "No…" she answered weakly. "No I don't."

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

The man smiled. He walked to the middle of the room. "How about this? I'll make a deal with you." He turned around to see if his wife was listening. She was. "I'm planning on starting a business soon. What kind of business, I won't tell you. I will tell you that a single man running that type of business would look very suspicious though."

And as He lay down His life
We offer this sacrifice
That we will live just as He died

The wife felt like killing herself. The man was never going to let her go. He planned on using her for his stupid business plan to make himself look better while he probably did some behind-the-scenes things.

"I'll let you go live with who ever you want." said the man. "And I'll let your brother take as long as he needs to pay back the money."

The wife looked up, shocked. She couldn't believe her ears. However she wasn't stupid, she knew there was a catch to it.

"In return, I get to keep your child once it is able to live without its mother." The husband said.

The woman's eyes widened. "What? Why do you want my child?"

Willing to pay the price
Willing to pay the price

The husband sighed. "Did I not tell you that a single man running the type of business that I will be running will look suspicious? If I have a child then it wouldn't be as suspicious. It's less suspicious than having a wife at least." He took a step towards his wife. "It's not a bad deal. You get your freedom. In return, you give me someone that doesn't know what freedom is. What is your answer?"

The woman put a hand over her small stomach. Tears streamed down her face. She was torn. Would she be able to give up another life for her freedom? Her freedom she wanted ever since this hellish life with this man started? Could she really let her brother suffer because of her? She shook her head to try and clear it.

"Is that a no?" the man said, misunderstanding his wife's action.

The woman looked up at the man with begging eyes.

"Please… take care of my child…"

How Beautiful the radiant bride
Who waits for her Groom with His light in her eyes

A sweet kiss was shared. The couple looked at each other, pure love expressed through their eyes.

"The kid should be coming soon…" The man said while rubbing the woman's large stomach that was filled with life.

The woman smiled at the man, but then it slowly faded. She looked down at her large belly and placed her hand over it. "Yeah…"

"What's wrong?" the man asked.

Tears were starting to brim the woman's eyes. "There's something I have to tell you…"

The man looked at the woman seriously. "What is it?"

How Beautiful when humble hearts give
The fruit of pure love so that others may live

The woman looked back at the man. "It's about my husband." She whispered. She shook her head. "I can't keep the child."

"Why?" the man said, anger filling his usually sweet voice. "What does that bastard want?"

The woman looked at her lover. "He wants my child…"

The man stared at the woman shocked. He got up. "I'm going to go over there and-"

"No stop!" the woman cried, grabbing the man's arm. "Don't do anything please!"

"Why?" the man said. "Why can't I do anything? What does he want with our kid?"

"I don't know." The wife answered helplessly. "I don't know…" Tears started to fall. "I don't want to give our child to him-I don't. I don't want to. I want to watch our child grow up, I want to-I really do!" The wife began to sob uncontrollably.

The man hugged his wife. "Hush… I'm sorry. I'm sorry I yelled at you… hush…" the man said trying to calm down the woman.

"My little brother is in debt to him…" the woman said through sobs. She swallowed to try and get her voice back to normal. "He was going to hurt him because of it." She shook her head. "I don't want to be the reason for his suffering. He's done so much for me-I can't pay him back but he doesn't mind. I love my little brother- I don't want him to be hurt." She buried her face into her lover's shoulder. "I don't want to stay with that man anymore either."

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

The man kissed the woman's head. "It's alright…." He moved the woman so he could get a better look at her. Those bright oceanic blue eyes that he fell in love with stared back at him in worry. "The kid won't ever really be his. The child will know, don't worry."

The woman wiped away a tear. "You don't hate me?"

The man chuckled and kissed the woman gently. "I never will."

How beautiful the feet that bring
The sound of good news and the love of the King

"Twins…" the woman said. She smiled. "I have twins."

The nurse nodded. "Yes... They are very beautiful."

"What are their names?" asked a doctor.

The man next to the woman smiled. "The girl is Rin Kagamine."

The woman looked at her lover and smiled back. "And the boy will be Len Kagamine."

The doctor laughed. "That's creative."

How Beautiful the hands that serve
The wine and the bread and the sons of the Earth

"I'm not giving him both of my children." said the woman. She gently hugged her twins that were fast asleep in her arms.

"You won't" said the man. He sat next to the woman on the bed. "He doesn't have to know. But you have to choose."

"How is a mother supposed to choose between her children?" the woman said desperately.

"You have to choose what's best…" the man said quietly.

The mother looked at her two children. They both had little blond hairs on their head that was the same color as her lover's.

"I know…" the woman said silently.

"His name is Len Kagamine." The woman said. "Please take care of him."

The woman slowly handed the small bundle in her arms to the man who smirked.

"Don't worry, dear. I'll take good care of him."

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ…

- 13 years later… -

A man played the piano silently. He didn't have to press the pedal on the piano to get a soft sound. He was skilled enough to do it on his own and keep the sound even.

I'm going to be a teacher… thought the man. He looked up at the ceiling of the church far above his head. He looked back down. No one else was there with him. Just how he liked it.

The man stopped playing. He flipped through some scores until he found a song he felt like playing. I wonder if I'll be a good teacher.

The man heard a creaking noise but ignored it. The church always creaked no matter what. The building was pretty old anyway.

Sighing, the man stopped playing and went through his music sheets to see if he could find a song that would fit his mood.

O.o o.o o.O

Len Kagamine opened the door to his home. "I'm back…" He said quietly. He always wondered what was the point of saying that even though he knew no one was ever going to reply. There were less chances of anyone replying since it was 2 A.M. too.

Len walked to the bathroom and began to strip off his clothes. He stared into the mirror above the sink and noticed all the new bite marks he had received that marred his creamy white skin. His blond hair was tousled up and his lips were swollen. He glanced at his eyes reflected in the mirror. They were an unusual shade of blue, he always thought.

Unusual… that's what I am.

Whenever he looked at his father he couldn't help but feel sad that he looked nothing like the man. He wished he did. Maybe if he looked more like his father, the man would acknowledge him.

Len breathed out. He stepped into the shower stall and turned on the hot water and began to wash himself. Ever time he moved over a bite mark he would wince a bit from the pain.

Stupid client. Len took the bar of soap and began to rub it over him. I thought he wasn't going to be so rough since he looked like a loser. Guess I was wrong. His mind wandered back to what happened a few hours before…

"You're such a pretty boy." said a man wearing a suit. He reached out to the blond and stroked his cheek.

Len really wanted to back away from the man but he knew he would get in trouble. He would just have to endure it like all the other times.

"You're fathers a very lucky man… to have you around… he must like touching you…" the man chuckled.

Len shook his head.

"Hmmm?" the man hummed in response. He began to run his hand down the blond's neck and over his chest. "Is that so?"

Len nodded. He closed his eyes once he felt a hand start to slip under his clothes.

"Well I must be a lucky man." said the man as he began to take off his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Len turned to the voice to find his father leaning against the doorway of the bathroom.

"Stop daydreaming and get out of there." His father said.

"Father…" Len said. He turned back and turned off the shower. He reached for a towel to put around himself. "I'm sorry."

"Did Mr. Stoff like you?" his father asked.

Len nodded slowly. "I think so…"

His father sighed and rubbed his temples. "Well… fine whatever. If he doesn't do as he promises then I'll just black-mail him." He looked back up at Len who had wrapped the towel around his shoulders.

Len squirmed a bit under his father's gaze. He didn't want to be a disappointment to his father.

"Get to sleep. You have to go to school tomorrow." His father turned around. "I'll be gone all day tomorrow too." With that said, the man left.

Len looked down at his feet. "Goodnight, father", he whispered quietly.

And... that's all you get so far. HA. Don't worry, I have part of the second chapter already.

And now, like promised... a teaser.

Once upon a time in a lonely universe, a great giant died. It was not in vain, it's time had only ended. The great giant died a glorious death for light scattered across the black abyss, and once it receded, numerous new giants were to be born in its place.

Of the countless born, the life of two giants were closely intertwined.

The Twins.

Their first shine of light, the opening of their eyes to meet each other's gaze. They knew, in that short moment.

Fate would not be kind to them.

Slowly, they began to drift apart, hands outreached to stay close for as long as they could, until the black sea manage to separate them in the long light years in a blink of an eye. Still, they could see the brightness of each other's light.

'You are my half' One of the twins placed her hand to her heart.

'As you are my half' The other twin did the same. One last glance at his half before he turned away and faced the empty space that sparkled with the new stars.

"I am the Sun." The twin said. He looked up and held his hands up, allowing misty lights that began to appear to glide close to him. "And I am a son that has been left, while my sister was right." The Sun slowly brought his hands to the front of his face and examined the misty lights that were attaching itself to him. He closed his eyes and let out a gentle gust of air, dissipating the quiet lights. When he opened his eyes he spotted something in the distance.

A figure cloaked in a long, pure, flowing veil that covered their body and most of their milky pale face. The being smiled, making the fires in the Sun's soul burn stronger.

The figure parted their lips. "May I call you Len?" The figure said in a voice that echoed through the empty space many times. The lights in the abyss seemed to shine brightly but turned back to normal once the echo receded

The Sun did not mind the echo, in fact, he wished for it to sound again.

"Um..." The Sun began, feeling warm. "You can."

The veiled person laughed softly. "Then good morning, Len." They smiled and bowed. "It's a new beginning."

Newly named Len nodded in awe. "Can I ask..." Len began, unsure if he could speak to the beautiful presence.

The veiled person titled their head to the side, a silent way to ask for Len to continue.

Len felt his face get warm. "Can I ask, what your name is?"

The veiled person turned away slowly and looked out into the distance. They turned back with a smile that made Len feel as if space was pressing down on him.

"I don't have a name. " They said. "I am only the one who measures your light in time, the Moon." They adjusted their veil and revealed their face. Len gasped at the stunning blue eyes that matched the color of the most hottest lights in the distance and hair of the same light. How did someone like this not have a name?

"Then I'll name you!" Len said. The veiled person's eyes widened. Len returned the look and turned away quickly, embarrassed by his sudden outburst. "I-If that's alright with you..."

The blue-haired being nodded. "I would be grateful."

Len turned back and looked at the being. "Then your name will be Kaito."

The veiled being smiled. "And I will be Kaito."

You're Kaito, because of your celestial appearance and how you greeted me. Len felt himself blush. And because you stole my heart.

: D This is my favorite teaser. I love this no doubt. But it's a teaser for a reason. I actually have three ways that I want to write this story and is undecided about it.

Len and Rin are both the Suns and the Stars that were created after the death of a glorious Sun. They are separated because of the continuing shock wave from the death and live their lives apart, but both know what fate will eventually have in store for them. As most of us know, after the death of the sun, not only are more suns born, but other planets can be born too. Like our beloved Moon, who Kaito takes up the role to play and the following planets that will soon be born. In this large expanse of the universe, the planets and the stars live in harmony, until the day eventually comes, where a new beginning must end...