Golden [Len Kagamine x Reader]

I Finally Get to Become Animated!

A/N: I'M ON DA 2ND CHAPTER! THIS IS THE FARTHEST I'VE GONE IN WRITING A FANFIC!! Writing a fanfic is so much easier than writing a zodiac OC story.

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  Ayako's P.O.V.

  Y/N has to be- no, scratch that, Y/N is THE MOST impulsive, idiotic, and knuckleheaded person I know. We landed in Ouran High. I mean, it HAS to be Ouran! There are so many damn sakura blossoms! I brushed my strange naturally-white hair. If I haven't died of albinoism, I am NOT dying because of falling to death in an animated world! Y/N was knocked out. Or at least, I think it was Y/N. She looked different. She had F/C and was impossibly long hair. Her clothes changed too. From her light-blue Miku shirt was now a skimpy laced F/C top that didn't covered her abdomin. Covering her newly grown cleavage was only a tie. Her jeans turned into a really short black skirt with F/C hem and a pair of black shorts underneth it. Her sneakers became knee-length boots. Her headphones turned electric F/C. I looked down at my skirt to see that it was now torn at it's hem and turned a light lavender crimson red lines. My stockings were mismatched, one violet and the other as red as my eyes, and had multiple rips and holes. I noticed that my school uniform was lined with a color combination of red and violet. My eyepatch had fallen off, and curiously, I looked at my phone camera and put it on selfie mode. My right eye had turned violet, my- if you haven't noticed- favorite color. The only thing that hasn't changed about me was my white hair. This whole place had an odd vibe. Like, a good vibe. The kind that I feel when watch anime, when I clean the shrine, when I hang out with Y/N, or when I listen to my vocaloid crush. I felt a strange presence to my right. It seemed spiritually light, and felt like a girl.
  I looked and I saw... Utatane Piko. "Hi." We stared at each other for a long time.

Piko's P.O.V.
 
  I only wanted to talk. Instead, she ran away, hissing, dragging the other girl away. Did I scare her that much? I found her hiding behind a bench. She forgot to hide the legs of the friend properly. I guess she'd suck at hiding a body, so she might not be a murderer. A kidnapper, maybe? I got up behind her and poked the back of her head. " Hey" I dodged getting hit in the head with a giant paint brush, which she had pulled out of thin air. Her friend had woken up and had a confused look on her face, while the girl who tried to knock me out with an abnormally large painting utensil was still trying to stab me with it's sharp end. Maybe she was a murderer. "OMFG, PIKO!!!" The F/C haired girl exclaimed. She was loud. And I don't like loud people. She walked up to me-much to the white haired girl's annoyance-and talked to me. She bowed and said a lot of stuff I didn't bother listening to. The other one glared at me from behind the bench. "I'm so sorry about my friend. She doesn't like people. I'm Y/N, that's Ayako. You're Utatane Piko, the-" She was cut off by Ayako dragging her away.

Y/N's P.O.V.

  Ayako looked so different! And we're animated! Now tell me that that's not absolutely AWESOME!! But Ayako and her anti-social, paranoid, occult-loving self had just pulled me away from my 3rd favorite vocaloid!
  She pulled us into an alley and turned to me. I was totally digging her mismatched combination of colors and ripped up school uniform. But I have to say, I looked way hotter. "We can't go around like that in another dimension! We have to keep quiet and slowly introduce ourselves to them!" She whisper-yelled. I blinked. I expected her to be like, a second mother or something. "So, you're not mad that we're trapped in an animated world where there could be, like, a gazillion monsters and murderers like in anime and manga?""Nope. I just need you to NOT FUDGING go around, talking to random vocaloids or anime characters and fangirling." Pfft. As if. I can be as cool and collecred as Aya-chan when I want to! Then she linked arms with me. "Now, we should go around. N-not that I'm implying that we're gonna play around, we're just gonna, um, look around the Unreal World.""Wow. Nice name.""Shut up. It's all I could think of." As we left the alley, I bumped into a person with groceries. I helped him pick it up before standing up and bowing in apology. "Eh, it's fine. You can stand up now." He said. WAIT. The voice sounded so fimiliar... like the voice that sang half of the songs on my phone, the one that I always stopped to listen to, the voice of the vocaloid who took up my entire wall with his face. Just to ensure it was him, I looked up to see him staring down at me. And it was indead, Len Kagamine. I fainted.