Fukase x Reader- Glitch In Reality

Chapter One: How The Fuckase Did This Happen?

Sleep. Your brain yelled at you that you needed it. But your teacher needed this report about Algebraic forms and since Lin-Manuel Miranda never wrote a musical about maths you were hurriedly copy-pasting and changing enough words so when you put it into the plagiarism checker it looked original.

Finally sending it in you didn't bother spell checking it and finally turned off the music you were playing in the background. Ghost Rule was always a vibe, You had so many different vocaloid playlists but Fukase had always been a comfort character for you,

You remembered all the times you'd listen or watch MMD's after a shitty day at school. And yeah he was kind of a fictional crush. Finishing off the last sentence you rubbed your eyes,  Finally being able to shut your chromebook and show it next to your bed and charging it you closed your eyes.

Feeling like the bed was being tousled You thought it was just a feeling at first. But then you realized that the room was actually shaking.

'Shit'

Your town didn't usually have earthquakes. But for the last month they have become more and more frequent. Running over to your desk you scrambled underneath it. Shoving your hands over your ears and clenching your eyes shut the crashing and rumbling was soon tuned out with your thoughts of worry for you friends and family. Your father would sleep though this but you were sure as soon as it stopped your mother would come running. When you opened your eyes the room was still shaking lightly, But you were able to move without falling over. Opening your eyes, you slowly scanned over your room. A few things were on the floor but you were more shocked as to what was on your floor. A red haired boy seemingly passed out. Without thinking you crawled out from under the desk and up to his body.

'What the fuck?' You whispered to yourself. Slapping your cheeks, rubbing your eyes you stared at the boy passed out on your floor.

No, this couldn't be Fukase. Just some weird cosplayer, who randomly appeared, in your house on your floor....after an earthquake.

The earthquake finally stopped, And you heard your mother's footsteps hurriedly coming down the hallway, Picking up the boy and shoving him into your closet. Crawling back under your desk. Your mother opened the door and scanned the room as well. A relief washed over her as she saw you hidden under the desk.

"(Y/N)! Are you okay?"

Yawning and trying desperately to keep her attention away from the closet, you crawled out again and flopped onto your bed.

"Yeah, thanks mum" Crawling back under the covers you nearly fell back asleep, Eyelids drifting closed, they only opened when you realised there was still a strange cosplayer in your closet. Quickly you rushed over the door and opened it, causing the boy to topple out and land on the floor with a swear.

Leaning up he stared at you, rubbing his head and growling

"What the fuck?"

Holy shit how did he do that with his voice? You were convinced you were hallucinating or dreaming. "Jesus Christ, Fukase?"

He tilted his head, "Why was I in your closet? Who are you? Where am I?"

Sitting down in front of him, you rubbed your face and sighed again,

"This is going to take a while, please keep quiet and I'll tell you everything I know on one condition"

He raised his eyebrows, Leaning back and running his fingers through his hair, peeking out one eye he smirked at you "What do you want to know?"

"How you got here, Who you are and why you look like you do"

"Why I look like the way I do?? I was born this way?"

You stared at him again in doubt. "Sure, you just happen to look like the internet celebrity Fukase"

His head jolted up when you mentioned that.

"Are you a fan as well?" He smirked,

Now you were really confused, Convinced you were still dreaming you wondered if you hadn't even woken up from the earthquake and something hit you in the head

"You..are not Fukase, He's not real?"

His smirk fell at this, He looked genuinely confused. "Where am I?"

"Magnolia, Jefferson Street"

Rubbing his eyes and looking around your room in awe "Vocaloids aren't real?"

You sighed again "This is definitely going to take a while"

Fukase was sitting on your bedroom floor.
Yeah that sounded stupid to say. The red head was staring at everything in the room as if it were gold.

"How is this world different than yours?" You asked, A while ago you shoved something against your door, so if your mother tried to get in again you'd at least have a few seconds to shove him in your closet again.

"Hmm" He tapped his chin "Well, Our world is filled with a lot more electronics, from what I've seen our technology is far more advanced than yours" He smirked, Rolling your eyes you leaned forward and flicked his forehead. He dramatically fell to the ground, And rubbed his forehead.

"Owww"

You heard footsteps outside your room, panicking you lifted him and shoved him back into your closet. Body Slamming your bed and pulling a blanket over yourself your mother gently knocked on the door.

"You okay (Y/N)?"

You looked up at her, eyes half shut to try and sell the just-woke-up look.

"Mmmhh?"

She laughed "You were sleeptalking baby, sorry to wake you"
"Mmmm" You responded, shutting the door. She laughed at herself and waited until her footsteps disappeared down the hall you curled up in the bed. Almost falling asleep.
"I'm still here you know" He whispered
"Sleep there, We can try and figure out everything tomorrow"
A muffled "Fuck no" Came from your closet as the door opens and he shoved off his jacket. Shutting the door he shoved you to the side and jumped in next to you despite your protests.

"If my parents come to wake me up and find a strange red head boy in my bed we're both dead."
He chuckled deeply "I like how you say red head as if I was blond they wouldn't mind"
Realising he wouldn't leave (andyoudidn'tmindsharingabedwithhim) your arm wandered aimlessly across your bed for a bit until you found your phone, setting the alarm ten minutes before your parents woke you up. You rolled back over and closed your eyes. Certain that when you woke up he would be gone. And this all would just be a funny dream. But even as you drifted off to sleep. You couldn't deny you enjoyed the warmth from the boy behind you. And even more so when he wrapped his arms around you.