A/N: I'm back! It's summer break so I have more free time now. Unfortunately, though, I don't have much writing muse. This was actually several months in the making. I don't even know if I should be uploading this (it's...kinda poorly done in my opinion), but I thought I should give it a shot and see what you guys think. Read in 1/2 because it looks better. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Since the Vocaloids I'm using are Japanese, I tried to make this most similar to a Japanese school environment. But I have never been to or seen a Japanese school environment, so if there are inaccuracies, I apologize.

Chapter 1

The First Day of Something New...Or Terrifying?

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Len Kagamine nervously clutched his admittance papers, squeezing tighter and tighter as both his arms pressed down on his chest. His knees were stiff from standing still for so long and aching from the tenseness in his body. Gulping, he continued to stare at the tall monstrosity before him, taking no note of the other students leisurely passing by. Then pursing his lips and gathering all the courage he had inside of him, Len pushed his thick, square-rimmed glasses up and took a step forward.

And thus began Len's first day at Yamaha Academy.

When Len finally took his place following the crowd of students, he eyed himself, triple-checking his appearance. He adjusted his tie to perfection and straightened his fully buttoned blazer to the tee. All the while he clumsily jostled his papers around until they escaped his grasp and fluttered to the ground.

"Oh, no!"

Len was immediately on his knees, gathering the scattered papers. He pushed up his glasses when he felt them slipping and reached out for the last paper.. However, he stopped when another hand had grabbed it before him.

"Watch it..."

Len looked up to see a girl staring down at him. Her skirt was just above the knee with her blazer unbuttoned and her tie a little crooked. But what struck Len the most about her appearance was her seemingly cold blue gaze accented by short, layered blonde hair framing her face. Her image was overall very intimidating, which is why he found it odd that a large, white bow crowned her head.

She placed a hand on her hip, growing impatient of something. It was then that Len scrambled to his feet and brushed off what dirt had gotten on him. The girl held the paper closer to him.

"Just don't drop it again, okay?"

"T-Thanks..." Len murmured as she walked off into the crowd of students.

Len blinked, still a little frightened, but she couldn't have been all that bad, right? She did help him pick up his papers...

"Or it was just one, but that's besides the point..." Len finished his thought and continued to walk forward toward the large school building.

The girl that had helped him lingered in Len's mind for a little longer. However, as he continued to walk forward, Len noticed just how unfamiliar everyone's face was and how unfamiliar his surroundings were, and slowly she slipped from his thoughts. Instead, Len began to dwell on what possibilities awaited him here, and what he would even do to find his place. To this, his heart began to beat faster and faster.

Len was the kind of person who did not take change well. The transition from middle school to high school was difficult enough, but transferring schools in the midst of his second year seemed to stretch him to his limit.

It was hard enough that he had to stand up in front of all the first years at his old school and give a speech, all because he scored first on the entrance exam. Imagine his reaction when his teachers approached him and urged him to transfer to the prestigious Yamaha Academy. He had to go through that entrance process all over again.

Yes, Len was quite an ambitious boy, scoring perfect scores on nearly all his tests in every subject. His teachers had approached him and urged him to transfer to a school with more opportunity.

"It would be a shame if all those skills went to waste," they had said.

So Len took the entrance exam to Yamaha Academy, passed it with flying colors, and was awarded a full scholarship. Now here he was, in a school he was unfamiliar with, wondering how he was going to adjust.

Len's nerves must have been going completely wild, because time seemed to blink by so quickly that he no sooner found himself stumbling into his classroom.

"Come in!"

Len wished the teacher was talking to some other student, but he knew that would be too ideal. Len took the verbal cue and hesitantly opened the door and shakily entered the classroom. He knew that since the moment he walked in all eyes were on him. There were whispers excitedly brushing the air as Len stood in front of the teacher who had just finished writing his name on the board. Even more whispers grew.

"This is Kagamine Len. He recently transferred here with a full scholarship!"

Len furrowed his eyebrows and puckered his lips. Was his teacher trying to embarrass him? The class let out a "oooohhh" in unison.

"Now Kagamine, would you like to introduce yourself?"

"He-Hello..." Len murmured, "My name is Kagamine Len and I will be attending Yamaha Academy as of today." He bowed deeply," Pleased to meet you."

Len shot right back up at the sound of the teacher's voice, "Now where are you going to sit? Ah, have a seat right next to Utatane there."

Len was so flustered that he did not take note of any of the student's faces. So when the teacher mentioned this Utatane, he had no idea who he was referring to. Instead, Len assumed that the first empty desk that he saw was his seat. Len's place was close to the front of the room, so he could feel a plethora of gazes burning into his back. With stiff shoulders, Len placed his bag at the side of his desk and stared at the front of the room. Eyes fixated on the teacher, he ignored the whispers around him.

For the next few hours, Len did well in listening to the lectures and somehow managed to shake off most of his flustered thoughts. The notes he had taken weren't quite as up to what he normally took, but at least he had managed to somehow get the bulk of the material. He would study them later after school, he thought. Things became less quiet during lunch, though.

"So, your name is Kagamine, right...?"

"Hmm?" Len was pulled away from the worksheet he was scribbling on, "Yes..."

It was a boy that stared back at him. He was crowned with oddly colored silver hair and possessed eyes that were of two different colors. As soon as Len responded, the boy's face brightened and he immediately stood up from his desk and hovered over Len. He shook Len's hand a mile a minute.

"Pleased to meet you! I'm Utatane Piko. You can call me Piko if you like. Is it okay if I call you Len?"

He spoke a mile a minute, too...

"Er... sure..."

Soon enough, Piko was not alone. Several other boys came to greet Len and took turns shaking his hand vigorously.

"It's so rare to have a student transfer here! And with top marks, no less!"

"Where did you go to school before?"

"You should join the astronomy club!"

"Are you by chance related to Kagamine Rin?"

This caught Len's attention away from the flustered thoughts he was having. Several of the boys surrounding him directed their attention toward someone else. Len followed their gazes and set his eyes on a very familiar-looking girl—it was the crowning white bow that had given her away. Subsequently, she turned her head and crossed her gaze with Len. It was only for a moment, though, because she puckered her lips and turned away.

Len felt something throb in his chest like something had stabbed it while cold sweat formed on his brow.

"N-no, I'm not." Len responded, "I think I'm going to go buy some bread."

He then quickly stood up from his desk and squeezed his way out of the crowd that surrounded him. Len basically fell out of the classroom, gripping his knees and breathing heavily. After collecting himself, Len pushed his glasses up and began walking down the hall. A group of girls that passed snickered at him and he frowned. Then he realized...

Where do you buy bread?

"Hey!"

Len turned around to see the silver-haired boy, Piko, rushing after him. He found himself somewhat relieved.

"So..." Len started.

"Hm?"

"Where do you buy bread?"

-:-

"All the flavored ones are gone..."

"Well, you have to get here quickly or else you don't get any." Piko chuckled.

Len settled with what was left and bought a loaf with Piko following suit. Both of them then began to walk back toward the classroom. The only sort of conversation that happened between them for a while was the sound of rustling plastic and chewing.

"Sorry about before," Piko began.

"Hm?" Len's mouth was full.

"I got a little too excited. But it's not every day that a new transfer student comes, you know? A new student is exciting to us."

Len swallowed his mouthful and smiled, "It's okay. I just hope I'm not nearly mauled again."

Piko laughed. There was another silence between them, so Piko decided to initiate small talk.

"So have you decided what club to join yet?"

"Club?"

"Yeah! It's part of student life, of course you should join one!"

"Umm... I haven't really thought of it."

Even though he probably didn't need it, Len had dedicated nearly the entirety of his free time to studying. So he ended up never joining a club at his old high school, or even during middle school. He ended up reading about a lot of activities, though.

"I want to join the Vocaloids! That would be so cool..." Piko suddenly cut in.

"Vocaloids?"

"It's formally known as the Chorus Club, but they do much more than just sing. It's become a sort of prestigious group."

"Then why don't you just join?"

A gloom hovered over Piko, "My application got rejected."

Len wore a nervous smile as he heard Piko murmur incomprehensible things. He heard the words, "voice" and "not good enough." But he quickly regained his spirits, clenched his fists, and looked upwards, "But I'm going to keep trying!"

Len and Piko were now approaching the classroom, tossing their wrappers in the closest garbage can they could find. The rest of their conversation was centered around this "Vocaloid" group. Piko kept urging Len to submit an application, but the boy kept insisting that he didn't want to join any clubs.

Luckily when they had reached the classroom, the bell had rung, so everyone was walking toward their desks. This meant no mauling for Len. Breathing a small sigh of relief, Len scanned the classroom as he and Piko walked in. His eyes were immediately caught by the seemingly gargantuan white bow.

Rin was her name, he recalled...

She had turned her head and caught him staring at her. Instead of just looking away, she shot him what scarily resembled a death glare. Len quickly got into his seat then held his hands close to his legs and tensed his shoulders. He then slowly shifted his eyes to her again and leaned toward Piko who was pulling out his notes for the next class.

"W-what's with that girl?"

"Which one?" Piko seemed to begin eagerly searching the classroom.

"The one wearing the white bow. She sort of...glared at me."

"Oh," Piko slumped in his chair, "That's Kagamine Rin. Don't take it personally, she has that 'terrifying vibe' around her all the time."

Len looked at her again and this time caught her laughing and smiling nearly brightly with another girl that sat next to her. Looking at Piko again, he raised an eyebrow.

"Well... Only around guys really. That makes her hard to approach. I can't tell you how many guys she rejected for even just dates. But she's really pretty, huh? She's even part of the Vocaloids!"

"Huh..." Len looked at her again, curiosity aroused.

"What, are you falling for her?" Piko leaned closer, snickering.

"Huh?" Len's face became a light pink, "No, no, no, no! I was just wondering if I did something to upset her."

"Mmhm..." Piko leaned on his hand, "Say, maybe you're related to her? You do have the same last name."

"No, I'm an only child and I don't have very many relatives," Len nervously chuckled.

Piko began twiddling his fingers toward Len, "Maybe... she's your long lost, evil twin...!"

"Please stop it."

-:-

After the bell had rung and school dismissed for the day, Len stretched his arms in front of him. It had been a long day already. He began to slide all his books into his bag when he noticed someone over him. It was Piko.

"Where do you live?" Piko began, "Do you want to walk home together?"

"A-ah, thanks, but I'll pass... I want to go to the library and study."

Piko looked somewhat disappointed but nodded in understanding, "Do you know where it is?"

"I'm sure I can find it." Len smiled.

"Okay, then see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow."

Just as Piko left and as Len put his last book in his bag, the mauling crowd he feared stalked over to him.

"Hey, Kagamine, do you want to walk home together?"

"Do you want to come with us to get fast food?"

"Come watch us play tennis!"

"I-I'm sorry, but I can't!"

Len grabbed his bag and threw himself out of the room in a flurry. He had no idea where the library was, but he ran as if he knew where he was going. Little did he know that he ran closer and closer to something that would mark the beginning of something remarkable.

He had quickly begun to ascend some stairs, ignoring the outlandish looks he received. Len had just turned a corner when a force had suddenly stopped his frenzy. It had all happened so quickly that Len found himself suddenly on the ground. Pain throbbing on the back of his head, Len slowly sat up, his body aching.

In front of him, however, was someone far worse off.

It was another student, sprawled on the ascending steps nearly unconscious.

"Oooh..." He mumbled.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!" Len scurried over to him.

He looked like an older student... Maybe a third year. He was definitely much taller than Len and had hair that was a deep shade of blue. His eyes had fluttered for a moment before they closed.

"Are... Are you okay?" Len lightly shook him. No response.

The next thing Len knew was that he was sitting next to an unconscious third year in the nurse's office holding an ice pack to his own head. The pain was barely noticeable, however, because other things were on Len's mind.

"Oh my gosh, what if I... What if I killed him? That would make me a murderer! Oh my gosh, oh my..."

"Kaito!" A new voice resounded down the hall, "I heard you were in the nurse's office—"

Len looked up to find a twin-tailed, teal-haired girl staring back at him, looking in astonishment at the scene. She was silent for a moment, then walked in farther and pointed an accusing finger toward Len.

"You!"

"Y-Yes?" Len was trembling, his glasses slipping on the bridge of his nose.

"Did you do this?" The girl gestured toward the unconscious student.

"I-I didn't mean to!"

The girl put both hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes, "I hope you're prepared to take responsibility for this!"

A/N: So, readers... was it any good? Is it worth continuing? Please review and let me know. :)