Dell remembers the first time he was introduced to her as clear as day. He had been called in to do a new song cover, and as he entered the lobby she stood out like a sore thumb.
She was arguing with producer, he could only pick of some words or bits of sentences, like "why not" and "it's unhealthy and dangerous". He simply sighed and began walking away before taking another long drag of his cigarette.
Little did he know that a pair of eyes had been watching him.
"The fuck! Why can he smoke in here!"
Dell turned his head seeing the girl's amethyst eyes stare him down as she stormed over and snatched his beloved cigarette right from his lips.
"You said 'no' to me, but this guy's allowed to smoke!"
"Umm..Well…you see..Dell-san has been here for a very long time and-"
"So you're valuing him more than me because he's been here longer! I bet that's not even the full thing! It's because I'm an UTAU isn't it!"
"What? No! O-of course not Yakuzaine-san! It's just that-"
"Both of you just shut up," Immediately both the girl and producer went silent and stared at Dell "If I smoke in here, then why should you care if she does?"
Silence…
"I guess Dell-san is right, please accept my apologies Yakuzaine-san," the producer bowed slightly before returning upright with a smile on "I supposed I shall see you in the studio in a few minutes, Dell-san?" Dell merely nodded and that was all it took to get him off of their hands.
"Thanks for getting him out of my hair," Dell turned seeing a smile on the female UTAU's face "People can be so anal about the whole smoking thing, it's nice to know I've got someone who gets it, you know?" Dell smirked and held out his hand. "Yeah, I do. I'm Dell Honne, Voyakloid." She smiled back and took his hand in her own. "Chudoku 'Zai' Yakuzaine, UTAU"
Without noticed, Dell found himself wrapped in Zai's arms for a hug.
When she released him, all she did was smile and wink before turning around and running down the halls. He smiled and reached for his lips.
"Damn, she took my stick!" Dell reached for his back pocket, where a small box full of saviors sat.
He reached for his back pocket, and found a lack of a box.
…
"Damn bitch took my entire pack of cigarettes!"