I have not and will never come even close to owning Vocaloid. Now that's out of the way, hope you enjoy the story.

?'s P.O.V

I wandered through the empty streets, my pair of red construction mufflers hanging round my neck, my customised shotgun at the ready. It's time to go back to my apartment to get some sleep. Another night, another hit. I fired a stray shot, the silence putting me on edge. Someone opens the window. I slinked into the shadows. The person, a girl with teal pigtails, looks around then closes the window. As she closes it I see her mouth move, forming words.

"I could have sworn I heard someone shooting... maybe it's just my imagination" The girl's voice floats down to me.

I reach the apartments and walk up to my door. My hand dives into my pocket, lightly brushing against the small scrap of important paper, fished out the keys and opened the door to my humble abode.

"I'm home!" My voice echoed throughout the apartment. I don't know why I even bother; it's not like anyone's going to answer. Nope, they're too caught up in their mundane little lives to notice anything else.... I wonder what would happen if I gave off another shot? Would they care then? I placed the trusty shotgun back in its hidden rack, in a prized position along with the rest of my weaponry. I close it, sit on my lemon-yellow couch and take out the piece of paper with only a name typed on it. I know this request's going to be a challenge, and not just because of the lack of information but also who it is. Well I bet you're wondering just who could be that much trouble for one of the best Hit girl in town... Hey! That's totally a legit term... and if it isn't I just made it one! But yeah, this person's a Hit man as well, a well-known one... though they can't be as good as me, 'cause I'm just awesome like that! If you still don't know who I'm talking about, then you really need to come out from that rock you're living under! I mean both of us are in the newspapers all the time! Fine, I'll tell you; I'm the Bloody Rabbit, due to my black ribbon I wear in my hair on a hit that apparently makes me look like one I mean a rabbit, not bloody, and my target is my rival, the Crimson Joker. He's called this because he always laughs when he kills his target. Now that's just creepy, even for me. But yeah, that's all I know about my target and I think that's all the info I need to give about myself for now... Oh, wait a minute, I just remembered! The person that passes on the hit requests is called Rolling Girl. I don't know why she's called that, though; come to think of it, I don't know much about her at all... but yeah. That's it. Anyways, I need to get out of my assassin uniform and go to sleep for school tomorrow. I don't wanna be late! If I'm late again, Len's gonna nag on at me and give me a headache again! Oh, if you're wondering who Len is; he's my best friend! He can be a bit too serious sometimes, but once you get past that he's an awesome friend! He even helps me with any homework I'm having trouble with! I can't help but feel there's something familiar about him though... Oh well!

?'s P.O.V

I lay on my yellow bed, holding a scrap of paper above my face, staring at the three words in bold print on it blankly. For anyone who doesn't know who I am, I'm The Crimson Joker, given that title because I always laugh when I perform a hit... It's not sadism; it's the only way I know how to deal with overly tense or stressful moments! As you may be able to tell from this, on that scrap of paper is the name of my target. The scrap's usually a file of personal information, however with this person the only thing known is their title. This person is also more commonly known as my rival; The Bloody Rabbit. She's given this nickname because of that black ribbon that she wears in her hair that looks like rabbit ears. Actually, our assassins uniforms are practically the same, which makes me wonder if she works for Rolling Girl as well. But to be honest, she seems to be a little bit too childish to be an assassin, however, I have to admit she is a very adept assassin, considering she's been in the news so much and yet hasn't been caught even once. I need to get to sleep though; if I don't then I might get up later than usual and I'll have to shout at Rin for getting to school late, seeing as I am usually the one to phone her to get her up for school in the morning. And then she'll complain about me 'nagging' at her. Rin is my best friend, though she's a bit melodramatic and immature sometimes. She also too stubborn to ask a teacher for help when she doesn't get the work so I'm also like her unofficial tutor though she's pretty smart so she generally doesn't need my help. We still do our homework together, because if I didn't make her do it she wouldn't do it at all, even if she understood it... Don't tell her this but she reminds of someone I knew in the past, back when life wasn't out to get me. I sighed sadly, the air coming out like a faint breeze.

"I miss you Rilliane..."

And the first chapter is over! If you read my Megaman fanfiction, I know you're wondering; what the heck is this person thinking starting another story?! And here is my answer; I couldn't help it! I'll probably continue this until I get back my spark of interest for Megaman and then alternate between fanfic's. But anyways, did I characterise the characters well? I get the feeling that I screwed up big time but I don't know... But anyways, see ya!