Hey, you don't have to pay attention to this, but this is part 4 of a vocaloid fanfiction series. There is not much that connects the stories at this point, but if you want to check out the other parts on my page, go ahead. The order of parts is as follows: Pride, Lust, Gluttony, Envy. Alright, see you around maybe.
The sakura trees were in full bloom in April. Light pink petals floated down from the sky like raindrops onto the dirt around me. My mother was on my left. My father, on my right. The only difference between me and them were that they were in the ground, and I was knelt at their graves.
The sun dipped slowly behind the tree line, and I wondered how long I had been there. Long enough. She obviously decided not to see me, so what was the point?
My stiff hand-woven kimono gave me difficulties standing up. Loose strands of blonde, red, purple, blue, and green broke free of my bun and waded in the wind. I took one last look at their posthumous names and began walking back through the cemetery.
Barely ten feet from where I knelt, a boy's voice interrupted my numbness.
"Who are you?"
I inspected the blonde boy who spoke with scrutiny. He wore a black men's kimono and an aura of innocent curiosity. His gold eyes and hair shimmered in the dying light. My glowering equally gold eyes automatically made him regret his question.
Sorry It's just that this is a small town, and I haven't seen you before…"
My eyes continued to cut into his soul until I eventually sighed and gave him my name.
"Hidari Mayu. Dare I ask who you are?"
"K-Kagamine Len. I am the priest's son. Are you visiting anyone?"
"Yes," I replied shortly.
"I am sorry to hear that. Close relations?"
"Very. You ask many questions."
"Yes, I do…How long are you staying in the village?"
"Questions, questions…" I sighed again and attempted to hide the fact that I was slightly amused by this Len's antics. However, this was not the time to be making friends. "I am leaving right now actually."
"Really? When are you coming back?"
"Never."
"What? W-wait!"
Without another word, I left the cemetery. I was on the road as soon as I could reach it. It was a brief visit, and I never met her after all of those years. If I regretted anything, it was leaving that priest's son so curtly. But, what did it matter? I wouldn't see him again anyways.
During a week-long trip on a hay cart, the sky did nothing but rain. The ox-driver repeatedly apologized for the inconvenience. I thought of how fitting it was that my new life should start out like this.
It had been thirteen months since I had been in the town we approached at midday, though the sunlight was hindered by thick clouds. Over a year ago, I visited my parents' graves there. Who knew I would be coming back so soon?
The cart entered the town's empty dirt roads. The villagers locked themselves in their house from the horrible storm that took place before me. I tightened my shawl as the oxen clomped to a stop in front of a modest wooden house in the center of the village.
Silently paying the driver, I dismounted the hay, gathered my little belongings, and knocked on the post next to the screen door of the house.
A woman with long pink hair that reached her knees opened a slit. Round blue eyes widened, and the door's gap widened as I was pulled in by two long arms.
"Mayu! It's been so long!" she screamed and hugged me tightly.
"Luka!" I replied less enthusiastically since all the air in my lungs was being slowly depleted, "It certainly has been."
"You weren't at Mother and Father's funeral," she said and finally released me.
My aura darkened and I turned away, "Well, you scheduled it only a day after it happened. You knew I wouldn't be able to make a week's travel by then."
"Of course, I forgot. I'm sorry. I was really out of it since it was so sudden, but I'm really happy that you're here now, Ne-san!"
My face softened. "Me too, I guess. You know I was never angry with you, only at Mother and Father. We should leave that behind us now."
"Yes, yes. Oh, I forgot! I was going to pick up cloth today from Yuzuki's place! I think I will have to go now before the storm worsens. Before free to set up your things in the second bedroom upstairs. There's a cot waiting for you."
"O-okay, if you have to…"
She was gone within five minutes, and I was left in my new home and workplace. My whole family had been tailors since the craft was created. Luka was trained by our parents, but my teachers were my grandparents. Even though my sister is eleven years older than me, I could still bet that I was more skilled. Not that I would rub it in or anything…
As I gingerly started putting away expensive cloth I brought with me, a knock resounded from the front door. I slid it open expecting to see my housemate, but jumped back when coming face-to-face with gleaming blue eyes that shined even in the rain.
"Ah, sorry, sorry!" the man apologized. Another shorter person was standing behind him, though I could barely tell by the blurring storm. "May we come in?"
"Y-yes! Please," I stuttered.
The two wasted no time in getting out of that weather, removing their shoes, and placing them on the genkan.
"I don't believe I have met you before. This is the Megurine residence, correct?" continued the blue-eyed man who I could now see had royal blue hair as well, darkened by the rain.
"Yes, I've just moved here today actually. I am Hida…" then I saw the boy next to him and gasped. "YOU'RE THAT BOY WHO ASKS TOO MANY QUESTIONS!"
He yelped too. "YOU'RE THAT PRETT-I MEAN-YOU'RE THAT GIRL FROM THE CEMETARY!"
"Oh, I see, you know my son?" the man asked.
"Your son…?" He looks so young. "Wait, that means you are the shrine's priest?"
He nodded. I immediately bowed. "I apologize for yelling and greeting you this way. I am Hidari Mayu."
"Oh no, it's fine. My name is Kagamine Kaito, by the way. So, Len, this is that random girl you talked about all those months ago, huh? Very interesting."
"W-w-well, I mean, I didn't talk about her that much. We only talked for about three minutes." His face was the color of Luka's hair.
"Anyway!" I was quick to change the subject, "Are you here for my sister? Or if you need anything to be tailored, I would be happy to make it."
"I didn't know Megurine had a sister! I haven't really met her myself, actually. I'm getting off topic. I would like to pay for a kimono for my wife. If I can get you her measurements, will you be able to make one for her? Her favorite color is red by the way."
"I could definitely do that! Just drop the measurements off whenever, and I can get her one in a week."
"Yes, yes, great! Before I leave, I have one more thing to ask. Just out of curiosity, why is it that your name is Hidari while your sister's is Megurine?" Kaito inquired.
"That is a long story, but the short version is I was raised more by my grandparents whose name was Hidari while my sister was raised by my parents."
"Ah, yes, I remember presiding at their funeral. My sympathies. Now, we must go back. I'll let you say your goodbyes."
The priest ran off with his shoes in the blink of an eye.
"Wait! Oto-sama!" Len yelled with rage.
He laughed nervously when it was just me and him. "Well, I have to run too. I'd like to hear the rest of that story someday. Maybe I could show you around the village sometime?"
"Sure! Why not?" I smiled.
And as he disappeared through the storm, he shouted back one more thing. "You know, you should smile more often! Suits you better!"