|Queen Miku is my property, Got it?
Author: Nana-Pyon PM
Love is a stupid subject. Mikuo is helplessly in love with Miku- who is hung up on Len. Will Miku ever realize Mikuo's feelings? If Len is heartbroken and runs to Miku, will she abandon Mikuo? A step from happiness. Is childhood love meant to be? R&RRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Miku H. & Mikuo H. - Chapters: 7 - Words: 17,914 - Reviews: 74 - Favs: 26 - Follows: 26 - Updated: 01-18-12 - Published: 07-19-11 - id: 7197472
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Queen Miku is my property, got it?
Chapter Seven: What? Hawaii?
[Promise that the next chapters will be better in quality and quantity! Orz Finally an update...God I missed you guys :') BE WARNED: This is a short chapter : 3 : ]
(Next Chappie's rated 'T' as well. Just in case. You get to enter Mikuo's dirty mind too. Stay tuned xD)
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My air-conditioned room wasn't helping to cool off my burning cheeks. My fingers kept travelling to my cheek where Miku had kissed me. Just the thought made my brain burn and burn more. Breathing into my pillow I shifted into a more comfortable position as I tried to relax my boiling blood. Still able to remember Miku's scent of strawberries. My mind was already travelling one hundred miles per hour with fantasies, anything involving from Miku's naked pale skin, to being together in the bath and being alone in a dark sportshed. What puberty does to you...
Tracing my lips I sighed quietly, why couldn't she kiss me on the lips instead?
Flushing dark crimson to the thought, I buried my face into the pillow and grumbled.
Jeez.. What Miku does to you.
She's just... No different from a succubus. Well. She is different but. She like. Like. Why does she have to be so adorably cute at times? Even thoughts about raping her are popping into my mind. And raping is a crime!
Unless she likes it.
"Raping is a crime anyway!" I yelled annoyed and frustrated. "Who asked you what your-"
"Mikuo! Do you have ANY idea what time it is? Hurry up and sleep!" My mother's voice boomed from her room, my recent late outbursts have really gotten up her nose.
Turning again, I eyed my Alarm. 2:49am
I wonder if her fanboys think like this too?
Loving Miku is a neverending chain of sexual frustrations.
I could hear my mom's voice from downstairs calling me, "Mikuo! You're going to be late, you have camp today remember?"
As if I could forget. Camp. The dreaded day of all school days besides Sports Day and The End of Year Exams.
a.) I Burn easily and I look very disturbing when I am burnt.
b.) Have no build at all, so I can't show anything off.
c.) Just dislike the hot sunny days in general.
d.) Of all places, the beach and Hawaii. Seriously?
e.) We still have to wear School is this a camp?
Usually camp was held somewhere close, for example, Kyoto. It was our usual campsite, Our school has been going to Kyoto for the last sixteen years. We're basically here because of the Kagamine twins, though I hate to admit it- they have a pretty wealthy family who decided to ship the whole 'class' to Hawaii. I was antagonistic about this idea and probably the only person who objected to it at first. Yes, 'at first'. All the girls swooned over Len and were going to go whether he went or not because Hawaii is 'romantic'. The boys were going because Miku was super enthusiastic about the , the girls just drool about Len being naked on top while the boys fap to the thought of Miku in a bikini. Plus, it's Summer. Summer calls for staying inside with an airconditioner, laptop, icecream and iceblocks, watermelon and being anti-social. What's so good about hot-weather? No matter how much you strip it's still hot. When while it's cold you can put on many layers of clothes.
Sighing again I dressed into my usual school clothes. I glanced to the alarm. Still early. Stretching I weakly crawled towards the Bathroom and begun to re-do my tie and brush my teeth while giving my hair a quick brush. Multi-tasking for the running down the stairs I greeted my mom and was glad that my Adidas Sports Bag was already by the door with another Domo Backpack. It was right to pack three days before the trip, that way I could sleep in and not worry about anything.
"Are you sure you've taken everything?" My mom asks drying her hands on a towel as she glanced up towards me. "Yup." Replying I scooted towards the dining table and quickly finished my breakfast.
* . * . * . *
Without wasting anymore time I swung the Domo BackPack over my shoulder and lifted the Adidas Sports Bag and made my way to school. Fortunately it was still rather early so the streets were quiet. Though the school had clearly forbade us to bring our Mobile Phones and Ipods, I know that everyone secretly sneaks them in each year anyway. It's a secret between students to not dob anyone in. Unless you really dislike them or hate their guts. Yawning again as I entered the school gates I felt my mouth drop with disbelief.
The whole class was already assembled and just waiting for me.
"Mikuo finally made it!" Gakupo commented as he laughed and slapped me on the back in a friendly way. I hate it when he slaps me. The thing is, it hurts. "Where were you all this time huh? Sleeping? Dreaming about Miku or something?" He whispered into my ear, scoffing I just pushed him aside.
"Why's everyone here so early anyway?"
"Hawaii obviously! Sun and Sea! It' sooo Romantic~" The girls giggled, overexaggerated.
Yup. Sun means getting sunburnt. Sea means getting all salty and sticky. Whilst romance... Just leaves me forever alone to die under a rock without anyone noticing.
"Gee Mikuo! Don't look so sour about the idea.`" I rolled my eyes and slumped down, sagging my shoulders I skimpered off towards the side. Where I could be hidden amongst a wave of people.
"Since everyone is here`" Began the teacher, who I recognized immediately being Kiyoteru, with his usual thick glasses and messy hair. "We should get going. We're taking a bus to the airport. Everyone behave and we should arrive in Hawaii sooner than we'd expect. The rules will be told on the bus too."
After an excrutiating wait for the plane and a dull explaination on the bus, we were finally on our way to Hawaii. Except. I'm stuck next to Gakupo. Who was listening to his screamo music. My stomach churned uneasily. I hated planes. Motion Sickness. I had taken a pill earlier and hopefully sleeping would cure it. I wish I could sleep until we reached Hawaii. Pack then sleep again. If only things would go my way. But nope, things never go my way. The three males sitting infront of us were laughing aloud and telling jokes, so it was impossible. The girls behind us were gossiping and backstabbing their friends, one girl, which I recognized because I went to Middle School with her, was Teto. She continiously kicked my seat whenever she spoke of Meiko. (Meiko is our Art's Teacher. I bet Teto's just jealous because Meiko gets the second most chocolates on Valentines. Obviously, Miku is first.)
If I was looking for a fight, I would've undone my seatbelt and kneeled on the seat and complain to Teto about kicking my seat. It's rare that bad-tempered girls can actually be popular. Maybe it's a girl thing. To be around bad-tempered girls. Or maybe they have no choice. Argh. Girls are so complicated.
Undoing my seatbelt I shuffled over to the seat beside me, the window seat. Leaving a seat between me and Gakupo empty. Clicking my seatbelt in place again I leaned my face against the window, feeling the vibration soothe my motion sickness. The seats were rather comfortable, except just a tiny bit small and stiff. My hand covering my mouth I yawned again. I felt so sleepy. No wonder. I only fell asleep around 4am yesterday. And I was woken up at 8. Closing my eyes, soon enough I blocked out all sounds and fell into a peaceful slumber.
* . * . * . *
An angelic voice woke me from my serene slumber, my eyes slowly opened as I blinked a few times, adjusting to the light a little. Holding in a yawn I glanced towards the voice, "M-Miku?"
She smiled a little as she edged away from Gakupo and took the spare seat between us. Before I could ask why she was sitting her she began to talk:
"Ah` Well... Neru was tired so... She took my seat and Meiko-sensei said that there was a spare one here so..." She smiled slightly and pointed to Gakupo, "Is he asleep?"
"Yup. Listening to his screamo music too."
"Eh..." She stared at his figure in disbelief.
I sometimes wondered how one could fall asleep whilst listening to screaming music and loud drums and guitars. Maybe I just wasn't into that kind of stuff.
Groaning I sunk into the uncomfortable seat, the plane's motion was getting to me again.
"We are currently experiencing some turbulence. May you stay seated with your seatbelts buckled and not go to the restroom during this time."
"Why now?" I whined as I rested my head on the cold window again. "When are we going to get to Hawaii?"
Miku just giggled lightly as she traced invisible circles on the seat infront of her.
"We're landing soon." She turned and looked concerned, "Are you alright though Mikuo? You've been bad with planes... And boats."
"I've been better." I grumbled under my breath. Gakupo's snores have been getting louder by the second.
Of all places.
We'd finally gotten out of the stuffy plane and were at Honolulu. I watched with cold sweat as Teto struggled and dragged out a giant plastic suitcase. We were just staying here for two weeks. Is it really necessary to drag along a huge suitcase with you?
"Hello welcome to Hawaii!"
Flinching to the loud voice, all attention turned to the muscular, tanned man. He wore a plain white singlet with a brightly coloured Hawaiin jacket, on the jacket was many islands and pineapples. His straw-hat was a bit oversized with intimidating sunglasses and worn-out flip-flops.
"Ah!" He laughed again, as he spotted Len. "Len! Long time no see." Trudging along the sand he took Len's hand and shook it roughly. Len, who seemed to have met this man before smiled and shook his hand warmly. "You too Uncle."
Everyone seemed as shocked as I was. Especially the girls. Teto was standing on her toes trying to get a better look of him. But most of them were thinking it was impossible for these two compeletely different people to be related. Same as I was.
After a long greeting and explaining the basic rules here, the teacher had made us return to the hotel we were staying at, which was just a few meters away from the beach. I felt incredibly tired, I was stuck with Gakupo again with room arrangements. Sighing, I dragged myself into the room I was going to spend the next two weeks in.
The room was kept well. The walls were a creamy color and the floor was the traditional Japanese tatami mats. It was to be expected, the owner of this hotel, according to Len, is Japanese and a good friend of his father's. There was nothing else except a simple sliding door wardrobe and a small table, Only big enough to fit one single lamp. And also a small window.
Tossing my two bags in a corner, I started to unpack my things. It took longer than I had expected but I finished work rather quickly since Gakupo wasn't here to get up my nose. Pulling open the sliding door, I set out my bed and futon. Peeking up at the analog clock we had in our room, I grumbled.
I looked towards the entrance when I heard the door opening, Gakupo looked very sick. He flung his bags aside and crawled into the bed I'd set up for him. "Night." He muttered as he slipped under the sheets.
"Aren't you going swimming like the rest?" I asked getting up and carefully stepping over him.
"Nuh. I would. URgh. I shouldn't have slept with that screaming music. My ears are bleeding."
Yawning tiredly I poked Gakupo, "What about your duties? Weren't you going to g-"
Before my sentence was finished, a teacher had strolled in.
"Gakupo are you feeling alright?" The teacher asked as he bent down and felt his forehead, "Seems like you have a fever. Best that you don't do your duties today- You." He pointed to me, "Come. You'll do the duties for him."
"B-" The teacher got up abruptly and left. Gakupo peeked from the covers and fished out a hot water bottle, flashing me the victory sign he grins. "AS if I'd do duties if I could see cute girls in bikinis!"
"You bas-" Biting my lip I storm out. What a prick.
I'm going to pour glue over his hair when he's really asleep this time. Or at least doodle of his face. My head hurt. It felt even worse than that time I got stabbed. So, since we are staying here for two weeks, what Gakupo's job was to move the boxes [Filled with food and drinks, and tolietries.] into the kitchen and storage room. And it sucks. Because I've took seven boxes that weighed like one tonne. There are still thirty or so to go.
Wincing I dropped the heavy box and moved my foot just in time, shaking my sore hands I grumbled and attempted to lift the box again. I could hear the other students laughing and screaming outside. I said I hated Summer but, I would rather be on the beach than lift boxes. Sighing I plodded like an old granny with a wobbly stick to the storage room.
Dumping the box there I tried encouraging myself. Just... Thirty more to go.
[After lifting billions of boxes.]
I felt as if my legs had disjointed from my hips and that my hands were going to fall off. It took at least four hours for me to finish moving all the boxes. By that time, all the other students had eaten dinner and were showering and preparing to sleep. My stomach rumbled like an engine motor.
Forcing my tired body to the empty dining room, I found my dinner warmed and left at a table. It was already 9 and the lights were out. Great. Now I didn't get to spend anytime with Miku. Not even seeing her eat. Mentally slapping my negative thoughts, I poked at the food and devoured everything in five minutes. Wiping my mouth, I took the dirty dish and left it in the sink- which was piled up with dishes. Rinsing my hands I took another glance at the time. 9:56pm.
The teacher did say I could take a dip in the Hotel Hotspring if I don't wake anyone up. Everyone had already showered and forced into bed a few minutes ago. Stretching my sore arms, I decided to return to my room. There I found Gakupo, sleeping and snoring on the bed. His clothes ditched on the floor. Not bothering to pick them up, I stepped over them and went to my bag.
Unzipping it, I took out a towel and my sleeping clothes. Glaring at Gakupo, I had the urge to give him a boot in the head. Washing my violent thoughts away, I breathed heavily and closed the door gently. The hallway was dimly lit, feeling the walls, my eyes soon got used to the darkness as I felt my way to the bathrooms.
The lights there were still on, meaning someone must've left it on or been in the hostprings earlier. Tiredly pulling off my shirt and shorts I wrapped the towel around my waist. About to go in I paused when I heard a familiar girl's voice.
"Hey hey~" Her voice rebounded off the walls and travelled to my ears, "Are you over Len-kun yet? I mean it's obvious he has a fiance overseas or something! He's really really rich!"
I imagined Miku shrugging. "Well...Yes he is rich but..."
"Oh you don't understand Neru!"
I recognized the voie belonging to Mikki, a new girl who had transferred last Semester. Who also (being) one of the only girls who does not swoon over Kagamine Len's existence.
"Understand what?" Neru sounded offended as I imagined her crossing her arms and pouting, the way she always does.
"That` Miku probably likes someone else!"
"eh! Don't lie-" Miku sounded annoyed,
"Ohh!" Neru laughed. "Hey Hey, who is it?"
"I'm not saying I like anyone!"
"C'mon. Tell us. Your friends. PLEASE?"
There was a brief silence as Miku murmured. "It's not like I really like him or anything."
"It's Mikuo right?" Neru's voice sounded again, this time appearing very excited.
"Mikuo! Yup definitely! You like Mikuo don't you?" Mikki added, the two seemed very interested in Miku's love life. Though I had to admit, I was curious too.
Biting my bottom lip, the silence seemed to last for milleniums. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would burst out my chest, clenching my fist I held my breath. The silence became deafening. I could only hear the sound of my racing pulse.
Just say yes or no already!
I shouted in my mind.
My body trembled in anticipation for her answer...
What will she say?
Next Chapter: Finding The Queen's Weakspot
Chapter summary: [Fluff in next chapter ^-^ Oh` and I swear I swear, in chapters to come there will be development x3] : So here they are at camp, but nothing turned out the way they wanted it to. It's so busy that Mikuo can't get close to Miku, so begins the hell-camp to Mikuo. Until night comes... It involves a hotspring, two naked bodies... and skinship. ;D I'll leave the rest to your imagination :D
`Author's note`: Wow. Christmas is gone and New Years too :3 Anyways! Hope you guys had an awesome Christmas + New Years c: Hope you received gifts too. I knew I received money xD Ahaha. Okay, I don't want to drag on the Author's note to be all about my boring life. But` School Starting Soon. = . = Urgh. School. SCHOOL. Y U DO DIS 2 ME? D: -cries-
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