Once again, he woke up for school. Once again, he felt like going back to sleep.

I really don't feel like waking up today.

With a yawn, Len stretched and rubbed at his eyes. It was the middle of the school week, at least, he reasoned, and in two more days he could sleep in the whole afternoon if he wanted to.

Slightly cheered, he prepared for school, greeting his twin sister as he went down to the kitchen for breakfast. For once, he didn't linger on her, on the way her hair was tousled in the morning, and how she would give him a drowsy, sleepy smile.

His thoughts were fixated on someone with teal hair and eyes the colour of a lush summer forest. Someone who he wanted. Badly.

He would meet her in school later, and then he would try to obtain what he wanted from her. Did Len feel bad about wanting her body that way?

No, of course not. He was Len Kagamine.

And Len Kagamine always got what he wanted. The means didn't matter, so long as he got his desired outcome.

And this particular outcome would involve Miku Hatsune, naked, and on a bed with him.

Well, not necessarily on a bed.

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Len waited in class, napping lightly as he waited for Miku to come into class. He had walked to school by himself, as usual - ever since Rin had gotten together with Kaito, the two of them always went to school together.

Len used to find that irritating. Now, it was just a minor annoyance, one that was easily pushed to the back of his mind. He had more important things to focus on, now.

He heard a familiar, innocently sweet voice float in through the open classroom door, and he sat upright in his seat, eagerly awaiting Miku Hatsune's arrival.

But then her voice was answered with a husky male laugh, and instantly Len's eyes narrowed with suspicion. It sounded strangely like...

Gakupo? Surely not.

Miku and Gakupo entered the classroom together, she laughing at something Gakupo had apparently just said. Len noticed that their hands were linked, and when someone accidentally ran into Miku, Gakupo held her close, glaring at the offender.

Damn.

Now, this was certainly...unexpected.

He was disappointed, of course, but he should be happy too. Happy that Gakupo finally had a girlfriend. Gakupo had had his eye on Miku for ages, he remembered now.

But Len didn't expect this feeling of...jealousy, and what felt like possessiveness, to sweep through him. It was stupid.

She's nothing but a pretty girl to me, and I don't have any right to be jealous. Or possessive. She isn't my girlfriend.

Unless he wanted her to be. But he didn't.

Hadn't she told him she didn't want to be treated as a second option? And if she were to be his girlfriend, Len had to admit that she would always be only a second option.

Wait, girlfriend? Since when did he consider making someone his girlfriend? Sex partner, sure, but girlfriend?

There was definitely something wrong with him today.

All the more that he ought to be happy for Miku and Gakupo. They seemed happy together, but...he couldn't summon up any happiness. Not even a pretence.

''Len,'' Gakupo reached his table and grinned. Miku, still holding Gakupo's hand, smiled sweetly at him, and damn that smile made him burn. He tried not to show it.

''Gakupo,'' Len said tonelessly. ''New girlfriend?''

''Since last night,'' Gakupo shrugged, kissing Miku's forehead. The sight of that made Len feel like strangling Gakupo with his bare hands.

Last night? After she had told him she wanted to be a priority? What was Len, then? Was he nothing to Miku?

How could she jump to Gakupo so quickly?

''I'm happy for you, Gakupo. You too, Miku. Stay together forever, and all that other relationship shit.'' Even to Len's own ears, he sounded insincere. Gakupo frowned.

''You're such a PMS-ing bastard, you know that? When are you getting a girlfriend? You've been single forever.''

Miku stared at him, and Len didn't know what to say. ''Eh...I don't feel like getting into a steady relationship now,'' he finally said lamely.

''Really, Len?'' Miku asked quietly, her eyes asking him a million questions, questions he didn't know how to answer. Gakupo shot her an inquisitive look, but didn't ask anything.

The pair walked away, and Len stared at their retreating backs, feeling a little hollow inside.

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During break time, Len noticed that Gakupo and Miku were both missing. Curious, he went out to the hallway to look for them, and when he heard soft murmurs coming from inside a neighbouring empty classroom, he looked inside.

What he saw killed him inside.

Miku was sitting on a table, her long, shapely legs wrapped around Gakupo's waist. Her arms held him in a close embrace, her eyes closed as they kissed, more passionately then Len ever had with her -

Len stepped away from the slightly ajar door, gasping. His fingers ran through his blonde hair, unable to forget the contentment and pleasure on her face.

He had kissed those lips before. And he craved them, craved that taste. Why did Gakupo get to have a try?

What had he done wrong? Why didn't she want him? In what way was he inferior to Gakupo?

''I'll make her mine, one way or another.''

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Miku pulled away, gasping for breath. Gakupo's fingers ran through her long hair, his dark blue eyes holding a strange mixture of mirth and curiosity. ''Soul-sucking, isn't it?'' he teased.

''Maybe,'' she shrugged, sliding off the table. He smiled and patted her shoulder.

''And that's the way you should kiss, if you ever want Len to yourself. He's notorious for his kissing ability - not that I'd know first-hand,'' Gakupo shuddered. ''I'd like to think I'm much more skilled than he is.''

Miku smiled. ''You're both good,'' she brushed her lips.

Gakupo did have a crush on her, he admitted last night, but she had told him about how she felt for Len, and he hadn't pressed for more.

He had suggested that she should try to make Len jealous, though, and after consideration Miku had agreed to the idea.

She wasn't sure about whether or not it was working, though.

Gakupo had wanted one kiss in return for his help, and Miku had agreed. She saw it as payment, and Gakupo had kissed her before anyway.

She had thought he was a soul-sucker then. She knew better than that now.

Walking hand-in-hand, she and Gakupo walked out of the classroom, and she saw Len standing by the water cooler, taking a drink of water. She stopped to admire him, his blonde hair curling over his forehead as he bent to take a drink.

He rose, and upon seeing her, his blue eyes darkened, becoming cool and distant. ''Miku. Don't forget that you're supposed to come by my house later.'' He nodded at Gakupo, then sauntered down the hallway.

Miku looked at Gakupo, who shrugged. ''Like I warned you before, Miku,'' his dark blue eyes twinkled with merriment, ''Len can be a total PMS-ing bastard.''