Here's chapter two! I combined the old version's chapters 3 and 4 for this chapter, and I think it turned out alright.


Upon entering the school building, Mikuo immediately noticed the looks he was receiving from other students. Some looked confused, others seemed angry and disgusted by him.

"Is something wrong?" Luki asked, when he noticed how nervous his boyfriend looked.

"Everyone's staring at us..." Mikuo asked. Luki glanced around and noticed it as well.

"Good morning Hatsune, Megurine," Akaito smiled.

"Akaito?" Mikuo asked. "Did something happen?"

"Not really, we just noticed that you two were having some...fun this morning, weren't you?" Akaito said while tapping at his phone.

"No," Mikuo said under his breath.

Akaito held up his phone for the two boys to see. On the screen was a picture of them in the car that morning. Luki blushed and covered his mouth with his hands while Mikuo's eyes watered up.

"Now everyone in the school knows your little secret," Lily said.

Mikuo tried to speak but found himself unable to. He pushed Akaito and Lily out of the way and ran down the hall and locked himself in the boy's bathroom.

Leaning against the sink, he wiped away the tears that were falling down his face.

'Why did this have to happen?' he thought.

"Mikuo?" he looked up and saw his boyfriend in the mirror.

Luki walked over and put his arm on Mikuo's shoulder.

"We'll be okay," Luki muttered, though his expression said otherwise. Mikuo buried his face in Luki's shoulder and sobbed. "Don't cry." He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's waist.

"Look what we have here." a third voice said.

They looked up to see Akaito standing in the doorway.

"Go away," Luki's grip on Mikuo tightened.

"You brought this on yourselves, you know," Akaito said. "If you fags had stayed in the closet none of this would've happened."

"I said go away!" Luki snapped.

"Fine, fine," Akaito waved his hand in their direction.


"They what?!" Miku asked, horrified.

"They outed us to the school," Mikuo whimpered.

"What are their names again?" Luka asked. "I'll kick their asses!"

"Sis, please don't, we can handle them," Luki said.

"We just have to keep this from spreading to Mom and Dad," Miku said to Mikuo.

"I almost forgot," he looked like he was going to cry again. Luki rubbed circles on his back.

"Don't worry, I'm sure the chances of your parents finding out your secret is slim to none," Luka tried to comfort Mikuo.

"I feel like this is my fault," Luki sighed. "If I hadn't kissed you, Akaito and Lily wouldn't have found out."

"Don't blame yourself," Mikuo looked up at his lover.

"Luki, please don't feel at fault for what happened," Miku said. "If Akaito and Lily had minded their own business, no one would've found out. Besides, you two are a couple, you have just as much of a right to kiss each other as any other couple." Luka and Mikuo nodded in agreement.

"Thanks," he whispered.


Luki POV:

I sat on the couch, skimming through a book, trying to focus on it rather than the events that took place earlier today.

'Dammit! If only I hadn't insisted on kissing Mikuo then, everything would still be fine. Now he's going to suffer because of me.'

"Hey you," Mikuo whispered, making me lose my train of thought.

"Hey."

Mikuo laid next to me and rested his head in my lap. I stroked his hair.

"I really don't blame you for what happened," he said.

"I do," I told him.

"Well don't," he said. I sighed.

"I don't blame you," he continued. "But I am afraid...of what's going to happen. Did you see how some people were looking at us? They were obviously disgusted by our relationship."

"Screw them," I replied.

"Heh, maybe your right," Mikuo chuckled and looked up at me.

"I'm scared too," I admitted, putting down my book.

Mikuo sat up and hugged me.

"Well, whatever happens, at least we won't have to go through it alone," he pressed his forehead against mine. "We'll have each other."

"That's true," I hugged him back. I felt my eyes begin to water up. Mikuo closed his eyes and tears begin to fall. Hugging each other tighter, he buried our faces in each other's shoulders and cried.


I apologize for some of the language in this chapter. I actually don't like the word 'fag' so I'll try to keep use of that word to a minimum.

Also, I meant to say this earlier, but I could make this story a bit more mature. I promise that would only be a small part of the story. But if I do, I'll make them older, since I'm not going to write about high schoolers doing that. Would you guys like me to?

Please review!