Aeroplane: Len Kagamine x Reader

You boarded the plane, trying to find seat 22A. It was late at night. You dragged along your suitcase, trying to find your seat. You were studying abroad, and you had alway dreamed of going to Japan. So, here you were, on a flight heading to Hokkaido.  

        You tried to lift your bag up into the overhead compartment, but it was too heavy.

        "Here," a boy behind you said. He helped you lift your suitcase up.

        "Thanks," you said, before moving over to the window seat. The boy sat down next to you. You grabbed your iPod from your pocket. You out in your earbuds and stared out the window. You pressed shuffle.

        "I'm happy I was able to love you from the start

Is what I'll sing up to the stars tonight," the voice of Len Kagamine said, singing Fire Flower.

        You listened to music for a while, chewing on a piece of strawberry banana gum. You sung quietly to some songs. When Revolution started playing, the boy sitting next to you shook your shoulder, alerting you that the free drinks were coming around.

        "Oh, um, a coke and the little cookie things," you said to the stewardess, as she passed you a glass of cola and two wrapped cookies.

        "What song were you singing to?" The boy asked.

        "Oh, Revolution, by the Kagamine twins Rin and Len," you said. Not like anyone in North America listened to Japanese music.

        The boy grabbed an earbud, raising his eyebrows questioningly, asking if he could listen. You gave a slight nod and put in your own earbud. You pressed play as the song started up. You started to sing along, just loud enough for him to ear, but quiet enough so that no one else would notice.

        "It's been three months since we debuted as the second generation

But it's still the first generation that is always getting the top rank

We will try to bloom a flower of your own here

We will rise up and over through our predecessor," you sang.

        "First I'll take that spear

As Kagamine Len, raid squad captain

As I repeatedly press F5, it seems that due to some weirdos' fantasies

I'm being treated as a shota on Nico

Hey! I'm not shota, I'm a man

Run over me and I'll run you over in my road roller

Your image of me is wrong, don't you think?

My hidden strength is actually my unprecedented beautiful voice

Listen to me, turn up the volumes

And ignore my horrible mispronunciations

Give me strength to overthrow the first generation

Give me a song!

I will make it my weapon." His voice seemed familliar...

"Here we come, it's a revolution

Assemble here, the Kagamine house members

'Yes, of course! Green is the enemy!'

As the second generation, in my burning chest

A soul not found in machines thrives," you sang.

        "Under the banner of the Kagamine family 

The assembled artists and musicians are brandishing a flame

With an all-mighty tiger being our leader

We'll act according to the circumstances and reach victory," both of you sung.

        "To the musicians who give us songs

We will give back our wish-granting voice

To the artists who draw us

We will give back our smiles," you sang.

        "The authors who use Kagamine, good job in the revolution

Assemble here, Kagamine house members

        The boy handed you his boarding pass.

        Row 22, seat B, flight 7028, departing from (hometown), arriving in Hokkaido, Japan, passenger: Kagamine, Len.

         Holy shit.

        "Oh god," you said, shocked.

        "You have a good voice. Here's my cell number. If you ever have some time  text me," he winked.

        

I guess aeroplanes do more than just move people around, you though. They do more. They move you on to another part of your life. Maybe this aeroplane is taking me to the best part of my life.